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She didn't believe it at first, but after seeing three military exoskeleton devices and two bionic smart armors, she felt that Xue Shiyue's team might not be bragging.

As expected of a team with rewards worth more than [-] Ore!

Jiang Baimian and the team members looked at each other, smiled and said to Ding Ling:

"In fact, there is no special need to conceal the information, and the relevant personnel even asked us to publicize it widely.

"It's like this. We tried to get in touch with the descendants of Ao Lei in the original city. Ao Lei, you know? The consul of the 'Original City' used to be the emperor for a while."

"It's in our textbook." Ding Ling nodded and said solemnly, "You continue."

Jiang Baimian let out a "hmm":

"Ole currently has two descendants left, one is his granddaughter Avia, and the other is his grandson Marcus.

"These two hold some of the secrets left by Aurei together, and they are closely protected by the 'Original City', which is equivalent to guarding them.

"I don't need to say more about the specific process. In short, after a lot of effort, we finally got in touch with these two descendants of Aurei and obtained the corresponding information from them.

"This includes the fact that there is a secret laboratory in the ruins of Wasteland No. 13. Olei will share his speculation about the cause of the destruction of the old world and his understanding of the 'new world', as well as how to deal with the data of the 'source brain' of the 'mechanical heaven' Hidden inside, including that Avia has a mysterious mobile phone that Ole once used, through which she can dial a string of garbled codes to connect to unknown and terrifying existences, including that the password to open the secret laboratory is 'Messiah'...

"We later sneaked into the ruins of Wasteland No. 13, found the secret laboratory, and opened the door with a password, but there was nothing inside, and all the materials left by Ao Lei were gone.

"All this stems from a new artificial intelligence 'future' created in his later years. It can manipulate the electromagnetics in the laboratory and control those computers through the 'New World' node. The lab has become a trap..."

Jiang Baimian knows what he can say and what he can't say, the main thing is to publicize the things left by Ao Lei.

Hearing this, Ding Ling was stunned.

Her mental journey just now is as follows:

"Why was that information widely publicized?

"It's related to the former emperor of the 'Original City'... that information is indeed more important.

"This team is really strong, able to bypass the tight protection of the 'Original City' and gain access to key personnel.

“I don’t know much about it, but it sounds pretty powerful.

"Wait, what is she talking about, what's the node of the 'new world', what artificial intelligence manipulates electromagnetic..."

The further back, Ding Ling became more at a loss, feeling as if the other party was speaking in a language he didn't understand.

When Jiang Baimian finished speaking, she subconsciously swallowed her saliva and said:

"I, I will report these things up.

"If, if it is indeed of great value, we may compensate you with some supplies or bills."

After expressing a friendly attitude, Ding Ling calmed down and asked:

"How is that secret laboratory now?"

Although she didn't know what happened at that time, it was like listening to a book from heaven, but her experience told her that the secret laboratory was one of the key points, and she didn't need to understand those nouns, just grasp the key points.

Jiang Baimian hesitated for a moment and said:

"Destroyed."

The honest Shang Jianyao hastily added:

"Don't get me wrong, we didn't destroy it. We had no choice but to trigger the lab's self-destruct device in order to escape the predicament set by the 'future' of artificial intelligence."

This sounds even more terrifying... Ding Ling nodded:

"I understand. I will report this matter before I get off work. There should be a result tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand and waved:

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow!" Shang Jianyao was always so enthusiastic.

Ding Ling thought for a while, and then said:

"If you encounter any situation, don't rush to do it yourself, especially if you use those equipment, just report it directly to the 'Wubei Security Management Committee'. If there is a phone in the hotel room, the corresponding number is written on it."

"No problem." Jiang Baimian sincerely agreed.

Anyway, the strongest thing in the "Old Tune Group" is not the equipment, nor Gnawa, but Shang Jianyao, who can quietly influence people.

Sending Ding Ling away, because it was still early, Jiang Baimian didn't ask what's for dinner, but walked to the window, looked outside, and observed the surrounding environment.

Although this is only the third floor, the surrounding buildings are generally not high, and the view is relatively good.

During the observation of several people, Bai Chen noticed with sharp eyes that there were camouflage green armored vehicles and tanks passing by one after another on a certain road in the distance, accompanied by soldiers in black uniforms with live ammunition, the atmosphere seemed a little tense.

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Long Yuehong also noticed the situation over there, she was startled and said:

"It's not here to catch us, is it?"

After all, it can be exchanged with the "Original City" for money or even hostages.

As a wanted criminal, he still has a little self-consciousness and psychological pressure.

"It's not like." Bai Chen shook his head, "They should be heading towards the center of Wubei City."

The "Grand Dust Hotel" where the "Old Tune Group" lives now is located on the edge of the city.

"Maybe it's playing hard to get, and I will kill a carbine at that time." Shang Jianyao began to show his rich imagination.

Honest Gnava denied his guess:

"It's better to say that they are just a cover to attract our attention, and there is an elite team secretly carrying out the arrest mission."

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands:

"As expected of the former mayor of Tarnan, he is more thoughtful than I thought!

"Your method is indeed more effective and practical."

He always admits his mistakes and praises him.

Jiang Baimian covered his face with his right hand:

"Can't you think of something better? You have to pull it on yourself!

"What kind of bad things did we do in the Salvation Army, uh, we didn't do anything, and we shared information with them for free with good intentions, why were we targeted?"

"Bounty!" The honest Shang Jianyao gave a reason.

The cowardly but cautious Shang Jianyao added:

"equipment!"

Joke-loving Shang Jianyao was in charge of the finishing touches:

"Beauty!"

"Thank you for your compliment!" Jiang Baimian ground his teeth.

While chatting casually, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian turned their eyes to the door at the same time.

After a few seconds, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Shang saw Yao very excitedly.

He seemed to have imagined a follow-up story of [-] words—derived from Gnava's assumption and the current situation.

"The hotel manager, you just met, there is something to inform." The person outside the door quickly replied.

Jiang Baimian winked at Shang Jianyao and asked him to open the door and play by ear.

Jiang Baimian didn't know whether her eyes expressed the latter meaning, but it didn't matter, she felt that with Hey's enthusiasm and playful nature, she would do that.

Shang Jian Yao bent his back, like a cheetah ready to go, and walked to the door step by step.

He quickly opened the door, and found that outside was indeed the hotel manager he had seen in the lobby before, a slightly bald, ordinary middle-aged man.

"What notice?" Shang Jian Yao looked disappointed, and his tone was cold.

The hotel manager cleared his throat and said:

"It's like this. From now on, Wubei has entered a state of martial law. Unless you have the permission of the management committee, you are not allowed to leave the hotel."

The "Wubei Management Committee" is a subsidiary organization of the "Ubbe Material Coordination Committee", which is mainly responsible for the administrative management of this core city and the registration of foreigners.

Because of the previously observed situation, several members of the "Old Tune Group" were not so surprised by this sudden incident, and felt it was reasonable.

Jiang Baimian asked curiously:

"Why did martial law suddenly start, what happened?"

"There's no need for you..." The hotel manager had just said these words when he saw Jiang Baimian walking over and handing out two receipts.

They are made of red plastic and the top one reads:

"10 catties of pork."

The hotel manager was startled for a moment, then a smile gradually appeared on his face:

"Since you have a pass and it was brought by a captain-level soldier, it doesn't matter if I tell you."

As he spoke, he took the two pork tickets, checked them skillfully, and put them in his pocket.

"That's right." He subconsciously used the mantra, "A certain secret base of our 'Salvation Army' lost some important military supplies, and now intelligence shows that they have flowed into the underground market in Wubei, and these military supplies If not kept properly, it can cause devastating damage to humans in a large area around it.

"In order to avoid this situation, our Wubei 'Materials Coordinating Committee' declared martial law from now on, and dispatched troops from outside the city to take charge, trying to find those dangerous items as soon as possible and lift the alarm."

After all, after receiving the meat ticket corresponding to 20 catties of pork from the other party, the hotel manager knew everything, and he was quite honest.

Long Yuehong secretly hissed.

This problem sounds a bit serious!

If there is a real problem with those military supplies, and it happens to be near this hotel, wouldn't the fire at the city gate affect the fish in the pond?

Jiang Baimian nodded with a serious expression:

"It does require martial law.

"Hmm... will this affect us?"

Seeing the hotel manager's vigilant gaze, Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"As you know, we brought some supplies and exchanged some bills. If there is a search, there will inevitably be some losses."

In fact, the important thing is not these, but the three military exoskeleton devices and the two bionic smart armors.

At that time, maybe Shang Jianyao will be sent to "communicate".

"No, no." The hotel manager heaved a sigh of relief, "Our Salvation Army soldiers will not do such unsightly things."

Shang Jian Yao showed a gratified expression.

The hotel manager added:

"As for the officials, they have other connections, and they don't look down on your material.

"Besides, the date on the pass shows that you just entered the city today, and it must have nothing to do with the military supplies that were lost before, and no one will be sent to search you."

"It's fine like this." Jiang Baimian didn't hide his emotional changes.

The same was true for Shang Jianyao, but he changed from gratification to disappointment.

At this time, Jiang Baimian looked around and said in a low voice:

"Do you know what those military supplies are?"

She is not simply curious, but if she can figure out what it is, she can understand the corresponding hazards and do some preventive work in advance.

"I didn't inform you about this." The hotel manager said that he also wanted to know.

This made them all fearful.

He then pointed out the door:

"I'm going to inform other guests. Hey, I want to inform you in person, not by phone."

As an external location, each room of the "Huitu Hotel" has a landline installed.

Jiang Baimian thought for a while and asked curiously:

"Are there many people coming from outside your sphere of influence?"