long night fire

The accomplice of the killer in the arena assassination?A suspect in the bombing of a civic rally?Long Yuehong's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her gaze to the street where the man ran out.

In the depths of that street, a number of security officers were carrying pistols and sticks, chasing after them.

Chapter 126 Shang Jian Yao's New Idea

Jiang Baimian watched the wanted person disappear into the alley diagonally opposite, and smiled softly:

"He also came from the port area."

"Ah?" Long Yuehong was momentarily confused.

Then, subconsciously following the team leader's gaze, he looked at the ground illuminated by street lights.

On the side of the street where the man suspected of being a suspect in the bombing at the Citizens Rally ran, there were a few grains of cinders rubbed off on the steps that distinguished the sidewalk from the motorway.

With the matter of the real "priest" in mind, Jiang Baimian can easily guess where the other party passed by.

Long Yuehong saw it clearly, and instantly understood the basis of the team leader's judgment.

While they were talking, the security guards who were chasing them also rushed to this street, stopped passers-by at will, and anxiously asked if they saw such a person and where they went.

The "Old Tune Group" was also approached by them.

"I went to that alley." Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others gave almost uniform answers.

Combined with the feedback from other passers-by, the security officers stopped delaying and chased after him.

"I always feel that guy comes out every now and then, not to be found, but to walk around those security guards." Jiang Baimian looked at the back of the pursuer, and smiled thoughtfully, "Or, he In order to show the sense of presence and attract attention?”

"Why do you say that?" Long Yuehong expressed her puzzlement again.

Gnawa sorted out the information in the database, and gave the analysis results after consideration:

"Every time he met an ordinary security officer with little ability, it seemed too coincidental, as if he had been screened."

Recalling the previous "encounters" several times, Long Yuehong nodded slightly:

"really."

He then frowned and said:

"But this is logically established and reasonable. Large-scale investigations will inevitably rely on ordinary security officers at the grassroots level. The probability of encountering them is much higher than encountering the strong inside the 'Hand of Order'."

"That's right." Jiang Baimian smiled before Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and said, "Sure enough, he was walking those security officers." "I'm just making a bold assumption based on a coincidence." It’s just that I can’t prove it yet.”

Having said that, she sighed:

"Actually, I really hope that they will do something else to make the original city become chaotic. In that way, we will have a greater chance of cracking the 'virtual world'.

"Well, I just don't know what they want to do and what they hope to achieve."

After listening to Jiang Baimian's exclamation, Bai Chen walked forward and said calmly:

"There was an opportunity to make the original city chaotic, and we destroyed it ourselves."

"Ah?" Jiang Baimian was taken aback for a moment, and then came to his senses, "You mean the time when the 'Anti-Wisdom Cult' joined forces with the 'Holy Desire' sect to make trouble?"

After getting a positive nod, she took a breath like a toothache:

"Also...if we hadn't killed the real 'Father', they might have taken action by now and caused chaos.

"Hey, petty indifference leads to great chaos. After we locked down the position of the real 'priest', we should only do surveillance, and wait for the chaos to start before giving him a fatal blow."

"But that may not be successful. In the chaos, the 'shepherd' Bouillon may find the clue." Bai Chen imagined the consequences of such a development, and responded flatly.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Baimian seemed to be waiting for Bai Chen to say that, with a smile on his face.

During the exchange, she glanced at Shang Jianyao who had been silent all along:

"What are you thinking?"

"How do you want to crack the 'virtual world'." Shang Jian Yao Zhengse replied, "I already have a plan, the only thing that needs to be perfected is the details."

"What plan?" Gnava asked cooperatively.

Shang Jian Yao laughed:

"I was thinking just now that I might have to ask for help this time."

"But Xiao Chong seems to be reluctant to go out, and Du Heng is not so easy to meet, and he may not be involved in the 'First City'." The only helpers that Long Yuehong can think of at the first time are Du Heng and Xiao Chong.

He felt that among the strong men his group knew, only these two masters who could stabilize the "virtual world" were the only ones.

"No, no, I want to invite another one." Shang Jianyao raised his finger and shook it a few times.

"Who?" Jiang Baimian couldn't think of an answer either.

In this regard, Shang Jianyao's thinking is always so open.

Shang Jian Yao laughed:

"Wu Meng."

"..." For a moment, including the intelligent robot Gnava, the rest of the "Old Tune Group" were at a loss.

Wu Meng is strong, but on the one hand, he is suspected of being sealed, and on the other hand, he is a monster. How can I discuss with him and ask him to help?

You can't break the seal and release this extremely dangerous existence for your own mission, right?

That team really became the villains of the dust!

Shang Jianyao seriously talked about his "thoughts":

"At the beginning, I was thinking, 'Virtual World' is really troublesome, I have the ability to reproduce the 'Tao and Electrical Repair' radio station, and release Wu Meng's voice.

"And then it's a pity that the gladiatorial competition is not at night, so it can't catch up with the broadcast of the 'Tao and Electrical Repair' radio station. Otherwise, we can see whether Wu Meng's influence has been filtered out, or the master of the 'Virtual World' has been affected..."

As he talked, the excitement on his face gradually overflowed, as if he thought it was a very interesting thing.

"That's right, gladiatorial competitions are usually in the afternoon, and Wu Meng's influence may not be the kind we want." Long Yuehong probably understood Shang Jianyao's plan.

He wants to bring a radio into the aristocratic box and broadcast "Taoism and Electrical Maintenance" for everyone to listen to!

Shang Jian Yao glanced at him with a smile:

"We can induce, pretend to be enthusiastic listeners, ask Wu Meng how to make a person go to the bathroom on his own initiative, and then use a tape recorder to record his answers and all his principles, and play them in the noble box."

This... you went to such lengths to get Marcus to go to the bathroom?According to this idea, wouldn't it be enough to let Wu Meng directly influence the master of the 'virtual world' and let him give up protection?For a moment, Long Yuehong didn't know whether to scold Shang Jianyao for making such a big circle, still wanting to make Marcus urgent to urinate and have diarrhea, or to praise him for his clear thinking and unexpected thinking.

After Jiang Baimian listened quietly, he said slowly as he walked forward:

"There are several problems with this:

"One is that it is unknown whether Wu Meng's influenced voice will still have the effect after it is recorded, but this can be verified in advance.

"Secondly, you don't have a phone number for the 'Tao and Electrical Repair' radio station. How can you pretend to be an enthusiastic listener and ask Wu Meng? Directly send a telegram to that frequency band, using clear codes?

"The third is that the 'First City' will not be ignorant of Wu Meng. They asked the celestial master of the 'Eternal Years' sect to seal it. I am afraid that when you turn on the machine and release Wu Meng's voice, the owner of the 'Virtual World' will Can generate associations and respond.”

"So there are still many details that need to be improved." Shang Jianyao sincerely said that these problems exist.

As for how to record, it is relatively simple - the frequency band is set in advance, everyone evacuates, and only another recorder is left to work there.

Moreover, in the first city far away from the ruins of Wasteland No. 13, the intelligent robot Gnava is not within the direct range of Wu Meng, and should not be affected. There is nothing wrong.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"This can be put into the follow-up plan, um... even if it really doesn't work, as long as Wu Meng's voice can produce effects within a certain period of time after recording, we will make money."

While talking, Jiang Baimian showed a smile like a fox stealing a little hen.

Being able to pluck the wool of the enemy is simply a great joy in life!

That means that the "Old Tune Group" can borrow Wu Meng's power in a certain sense, even if it can't be used to crack the "virtual world", it is also very effective in dealing with other enemies!

Long Yuehong was stunned for a while, and finally found out that it was really feasible.

Others dare not say that Wu Meng, who can affect electronic products, may not be too low after the sound is recorded.

Long Yuehong wanted to say that it was not too late, but she turned her wrist and looked at her watch, and found that the broadcast time of the "Tao and Electrical Maintenance" radio station had passed.

"We can only wait until tomorrow night." He sighed.

While speaking, the five members of the "Old Tune Group" turned into another street.

At this time, a man walked up to him.

He was about the same height as Long Yuehong, carrying a paper bag, wearing a slightly mottled leather jacket, with long and messy black hair, emerald green eyes, and soft facial features that were not too deep.

Jiang Baimian glanced at him, then looked away.

She pretended to look nonchalantly at the shops on the street, and said in a low voice:

"The wanted man."

"Ah?" Long Yuehong also saw the man, but she didn't feel any resemblance between him and the bombing suspect at the citizen rally who ran before.

Well, they have nothing in common except that their eyes are all green and their heights are more or less the same.

Most importantly, his mouth is completely free of any deformities!

Jiang Baimian looked at the ground and said:

"His shoes haven't been changed.

"While looking at Cinder just now, I noticed that his shoes were black, strapless, old and scratched.

"Well, the scratches match up."

With Long Yuehong's eyes wide open, Bai Chen breathed out slowly and said:

"He's really walking those security guards."

Jiang Baimian smiled, looked sideways at Shang Jianyao and Gnawa, and asked with great interest:

"Would you like to talk to him?"

Chapter 127 Performance Art

Seeing Yao suddenly became excited:

"Okay."

Jiang Baimian deliberately ignored his expression, and said to Gnava, who was shaking his neck up and down:

"Old Ge, I leave this to you."

In this regard, Shang Jianyao was only slightly disappointed, and soon regained his spirit, pulled Gnava aside, and whispered.

……

With one hand in his pocket, Dimis carried the paper bag in which he used to put the black windbreaker. While admiring the street scene at night, he walked towards the road leading to the Green Olive District.

During this process, it is inevitable that passers-by will approach him or walk with him, but they will not consciously slow down, or choose to make a small circle. In short, no one can follow Dimis by pretending to be an ordinary pedestrian. And all this is done unconsciously.

Seeing the corner alley, Dimis suddenly saw a figure rushing towards him.

The speed of the other party was so fast, like a car out of control, it ran to his side before he could react.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-black metal palm was patted on Dimis' shoulder, as if they were good friends.

Only then did Dimis see clearly that the visitor was a robot in a dark green military uniform with red eyes.

He opened his mouth, trying to create chaos by calling for help, and took the opportunity to escape. As a result, Gnava retracted his right palm and pinched his neck, blocking his voice back.

"Do you think the security officers who passed by just now will have time to return?" Gnava tried hard to bring a smile to his slightly synthetic baritone voice.

This line was taught to him by Shang Jianyao, so he had to control his tone.

Dimis' expression froze, not knowing what went wrong with him.

Gnava took advantage of the opportunity to embrace him, and put on a familiar and friendly look to cover up the abnormal position of his right palm.

"I just want to talk to you about something." The intelligent robot repeated the lines given by Shang Jianyao again to stabilize the target.

If it's not that he can't make an expression, he will put on a smile.

Dimis' face had returned to normal, and he could not see any fear. He "followed" Gnava into the secluded alley and found an empty corner.

"Are you the maker of the bombing at the civic assembly?" Gnava asked.

Dimis nodded calmly:

"You have all seen through my disguise, is there any need to ask this question?