long night fire

Jiang Baimian, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the next second, Jiang Baimian recalled the panting sound from the room in front of him, the panting sound like a beast.

"A recurring illness?" she said at a soliloquy level.

Of course, her talking to herself was enough for Shang Jianyao and others to hear clearly.

"Maybe I couldn't hold it all of a sudden." Shang Jianyao was arguing for Ugo.

Thinking that Ugo was in the room behind the front desk, Long Yuehong gave up the idea of ​​arguing with Shang Jianyao.

After two or three minutes, the closed wooden door opened.

Ugo walked out slowly, his blond hair was slightly damp, as was the old linen shirt.

His face was a little pale, and his overall condition was not very good.

"I have a problem with my digestive system." Ugo explained casually.

"I'll just say it." Shang saw Yao with a look of relief.

He then suggested:

"Do you need to see a doctor? Do you need specific medicine?"

Ugo shook his head:

"Chronic disease, don't get in the way."

Jiang Baimian didn't speak, just watched quietly.

She found that Boss Ugo's condition was getting better at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was just an episode just now.

"You can watch the surveillance now." Ugo took out a rather old portable computer from under the counter, connected the wires more skillfully, turned it on and entered it.

After finding the surveillance video, he put the computer on the wooden board at the front desk, turned it around, and faced Jiang Baimian and the others.

In the picture, a dark green off-road vehicle drove into the monitoring area after Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao drove the gray off-road vehicle, keeping a certain distance from them.

"Yes, we were driving the gray car at the time, and it was also the one that Xiaobai and Xiaohong drove when they were meeting." Jiang Baimian found another connection point.

While she was speaking, as the gray off-road vehicle parked outside the hotel, the obviously modified dark green vehicle drew to the side of the street.

There appeared to be dark film on the sides of the car, making it impossible to see who was inside.

But surveillance cameras did capture the windshield.

It can be vaguely seen that there is only one person in the car, wearing a low-pressed baseball cap and black clothes.

When Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao left the hotel, they started the gray off-road vehicle and drove forward for a certain distance. The car also restarted and followed.

"There is no license plate." Long Yuehong thought of the mature license plate system in the old world, feeling regretful.

If there is a license plate, the "Old Tune Group" can follow the clues.

It's a pity that there were many relic hunters coming and going in the city at the beginning, and the scrapping rate of vehicles was also very high. It is not only troublesome to manage traffic by issuing license plates, but it is not so practical. Therefore, the managers did not force all vehicles to be licensed, it was all voluntary.

As for what to do if people without a license violate the traffic rules, the answer of "Original City" is to equip the security guards who direct the traffic with strong firepower. Whoever dares to mess around will receive a warning once, shoot twice, and bomb three times.

Of course, similar proposals often appear in the Senate. For example, each foreign car must pay a certain fee at the entrance to the city and obtain a temporary license plate. Many of them are not citizens of the 'First City' and have no identity here. Even if they report their names, no one can prove their authenticity.

To do this well, the most convenient way is to cooperate with the Hunters Guild to obtain the corresponding registration materials, but the "First City" Senate has always refused to bow its head.

As far as they are concerned, the reason why this matter is often proposed is because they can use this to collect a sum of money, which is equivalent to a city entry tax in disguise.

After carefully watching the surveillance video, Jiang Baimian found no useful clues for the time being, so he raised his head and asked the boss:

"Mr. Ugo, can we make a copy of this video?"

"Take it as the room fee you haven't stayed in these few nights." Ugo nodded.

Gnawa stepped forward immediately and began to operate.

At this moment, Shang Jianyao asked another question:

"How is Lady Mary doing now?"

Jiang Baimian immediately added for him:

"The child has the 'no heart disease'."

Ugo replied flatly:

"I could still see it the day before yesterday, but it disappeared in these two days.

"In the Green Olive District, most people have difficulty supporting themselves. A crazy woman can't last a few days."

He paused and said:

"Hopefully she leaves this world of pain in a more relaxed way."

Bai Chen, Long Yuehong and others fell silent immediately.

Chapter 55 Lingering

The sturdy crimson off-road vehicle is driving uncomfortably on different streets in the Qingolive District, as if wanting to take a stroll here.

When Bai Chen was driving, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Genawa all looked out the window, looking for places with cinders and scorched earth.

At the same time, they also tried to find the missing mad woman.

Unknowingly, the vehicle entered a familiar area, which was the street where the "Wolf Den" was located.

Jiang Baimian looked at the eight-storey building, thought for a while and said:

"Go up and see Su Na and the others. By the way, give them the first part of the introductory textbook for Gray Earth Language. The sooner you start learning this kind of thing, the better."

For the time being, the "Old Tune Group" has only finished the first two-fifths of the introductory textbooks for the gray earth language.

"Yes." Long Yuehong and the others did not object.

Going up to the seventh floor, the five members of the "Old Tune Group" saw the original gangsters. They were still wearing pistols and black short-sleeved T-shirts of the same style.

But what was different from before was that their demeanor and expressions seemed quite submissive.

"Is Su Na here?" Bai Chen asked.

During the recent period, Su Na and the others took turns going out with the translator and a few "servants" every day to prepare for the next fast food business, not necessarily in the "Wolf Den".

"Miss Su Na is here, and they are learning Honghe language." A gang member recognized who was coming, and hurriedly said with a smile.

Jiang Baimian and the others have obvious characteristics, and they follow the robot Gnava. Even if they disguise themselves, they can't hide it from people who come into close contact with them.

Jiang Baimian nodded, and was about to step into the "wolf's den" when he suddenly remembered something, so he asked the gang member just now:

"Have you ever seen this kind of smoke?"

As she spoke, she took out the transparent pouch containing the cigarette butt from her pocket.

——Bai Chen doesn't smoke, and he hasn't been to every place in the original city, so he doesn't know much about it.

The member of the "Black Shirt Party" took the bag, looked at it carefully and said:

"Isn't this a flag cigarette?

"The favorite cigarette of the sailors in the port is cheap, powerful, and has a strong taste, similar to the kind of earthy tobacco that is directly dried and wrapped with inferior tobacco."

"What does it mean to be strong?" Jiang Baimian had no experience in this area.

The "Black Shirt Party" member gestured a few times and said:

"I don't know how to put it, that is, that feeling is very strong, uh, very refreshing and satisfying."

"Extremely refreshing." Jiang Baimian glanced sideways at Shang Jianyao, and found that he was raising his right hand, covering his mouth and yawning.

Starting from the traces of the scene, combined with the relevant information in the field of "last man", they made a preliminary judgment on the real "priest" as follows:

I have sleep disorders and often need external force to refresh myself!

"Where can I buy this kind of cigarette?" Jiang Baimian asked further.

The "Black Shirt Party" member pointed out the window:

"On the port, there are several grocery stores selling them."

"Port..." When Jiang Baimian repeated the word, Shang Jianyao had already entered the "wolf's den" and walked to the row of glass near the port - this is where Su Na, Li Qiong and others were lying on the window sill to learn from their mothers. Where wolves howl.

Jiang Baimian followed and looked towards Westport.

There are many ships and warehouses everywhere, and a whistle sounds from time to time.

"There is not only this one port along the Red River, but there are two or three other ports that are related to the wasteland on the north bank." Bai Chen said calmly.

Jiang Baimian looked at her and asked thoughtfully:

"You mean, the sailors disembarked in other ports, hunted in the wasteland, and brought that kind of scorched earth to the original city?"

"Very likely." Bai Chen nodded and said, "They don't really like cleaning their bodies, let alone clothes, pants and shoes."

Gnava followed up and said:

"Most briquette workshops are also near the river, not far from the port."

"I understand!" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and punched his left palm.

Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong looked at him not expecting much.

Shang Jian Yao looked like "there is only one truth":

"After the real 'priest' smoked Banner cigarettes by chance, he felt that they were too suitable for him, so he often came to the port to buy them, buying a bunch at a time.

"During this process, he accidentally stepped on the scorched black soil and cinders brought by the sailors from the north bank.

"We only need to ask those grocery stores in turn to find the big buyers, and we can find out the real 'priest'."

Long Yuehong originally wanted to refute Shang Jianyao, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that such a possibility was really possible.

On the premise of lacking the important information of what kind of cigarettes the real "priest" liked to smoke before, Shang Jianyao's reasoning is logical, but not necessarily correct.

"The owners of those grocery stores may not remember the appearance of the real 'priest'. With the habit of the real 'priest', it should be regarded as an instinct to interfere with the other party's memory and blur their own appearance. Unless it is the kind of encounter on the way, no one will Pay attention to who's occasion." Jiang Baimian poured cold water on it.

Bai Chen also shook her head:

"This is not like the style of a real 'priest', unless it is time to do it himself, I don't think he will directly show up in the link where he may expose himself.

"He has quite a few 'servants', even 'puppets'. It is not a complicated matter for them to buy a few packs of cigarettes instead of him. There is no need for him to drive here himself and go to those grocery stores on foot."

Clap, clap, Shang Jianyao applauded Bai Chen's analysis.

His praise was never indiscriminate.

Bai Chen is no longer as awkward as before, unless she also feels that there is something wrong with her words.

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said:

"Yes, we have dealt with the real 'priest' twice, and we have obtained relevant information from the company. Although our judgment on his behavior style cannot be said to be [-]% accurate, it is pretty close.

"So, the one who followed us in the dark green off-road vehicle was probably not the real 'priest', and the one who attacked us that day was basically definitely him.

"Well, let's try it hypothetically:

"Assuming that the real 'priest' did come to the port, stepped on the scorched earth and coal slag on the north bank, and bought a pack of flagship cigarettes, then, what is there that needs him to do it himself?"

As soon as the words fell, before Shang Jianyao, Gnawa and others answered, Jiang Baimian said in a little haste:

"Would the servants of the real 'Priest' follow one of our detachments and discover the 'Wolf Den'?

"Then, the real 'priest' came over and took action himself."

Long Yuehong was startled when he heard that.

This is a logical inference!

Jiang Baimian winked at Shang Jianyao, and walked to the depths of the "wolf den" with him, followed by Gnawa, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong.

There was a sound of reading aloud from the innermost room. It was Su Na and the others memorizing different letters and their corresponding pronunciations.

Jiang Baimian stopped in front of the wooden door, bent his fingers, and knocked three times.

The recitation stopped, and Gnava also checked the surrounding environment according to the processing flow.

In this regard, he cooperated with Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian in division of labor. While mainly examining non-living bodies, he focused on human consciousness and bioelectrical signals.

"What's the matter?" Su Na's voice came out.

She spoke very poor Honghe language, as if it took her several days to finally memorize this sentence.