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When Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao said goodbye and walked to the door, Commissioner Huang stopped them suddenly, and said while thinking:

"If we organize a team to go to Taicheng with you to explore that Buddhist holy place, would you like it?"

Chapter 149 Brain Control

After Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao looked at each other, they thought about it and said:

“Of course we would love to have help.

"At that time, you can explore yours, we can explore ours, and then communicate and share what we have learned."

She also doesn't know what accidents will happen in Taicheng of Icefield. It is indeed a good thing that the "Salvation Army" sent strong men to participate and share the risk. Moreover, when investigating the holy land of Buddhism, what the "Old Tune Team" expects is to get The truth, not what items to get, and the relevant truth is not a secret that must be kept exclusively.

In the absence of too much conflict of interest, cooperation can be regarded as a direction.

Commissioner Huang nodded:

"I understand what you mean.

"What measures will be taken in the future, we still need to discuss it internally."

As he spoke, he took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one, stuffed it into his mouth, and lit it with a lighter, as if to help him think.

Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao didn't bother him, they opened the door and walked out.

After taking back the weapon and getting on the mountain bike, Shang Jianyao said to Ding Ling very actively:

"Committee Huang has something to tell us to Director Hong. Let's go to the Immigration Department now."

Why does it always feel like this guy's EQ is on par with Old Ge?Or, the more honest the more annoying?Jiang Baimian muttered inwardly, but did not speak.

Ding Ling asked suspiciously:

"What?"

"To say that Director Hong issued us a pass is playing the piano randomly! This time, we gently uncovered it, and it is not an example. Even if we consider the children, we must pay attention to the method and method, and we must not violate the rules and regulations." Shang Jianyao's inductive ability is quite good.

The only problem is that the source of Hong Guangming's reprimand is their "old tune team", and he acts as if he is not a member of this team.

Ding Ling was silent for a few seconds and said:

"You don't need to convey this, I will find an opportunity to say it."

Use a more appropriate way and more appropriate language... Jiang Baimian added in her heart.

It is completely understandable that people need face and trees need bark.

As if afraid that Shang Jianyao, an outsider whose behavior was different from ordinary people, would disagree, Ding Ling looked ahead, sighed and said:

"Grandpa Hong's several children died in the great pioneering, great construction, and great rescue in the early days of the new calendar, and the only one left is his middle-aged one, not a baby.

"Maybe he's a little spoiled. His youngest son doesn't like to work, and he doesn't want to go to a hard job. It's okay. Grandpa Hong can still help him find a good job, but he doesn't know when he will be with some committee members. The children got mixed up, and frequently used the red wine produced by the "Original City" estate, the latest electronic products imported by the "Tangerine" company, and the high-end cars from the "United Industries", how can this be enjoyed by his rank and position?"

Shang Jian Yao nodded solemnly:

"I think it is necessary for me to talk to these people and tell them to put hardship before pleasure and purify their ideals."

Good guy, is this going to be a direct "thinking guide"?Jiang Baimian secretly "tsk".

Ding Ling couldn't understand at all how Shang Jianyao had such a strong sense of responsibility and initiative, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Uh." She pondered for a while, "It's human nature to pursue a better life. When they get older and have a sense of responsibility, they should get better."

Ding Ling almost said, "We will handle our affairs ourselves, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Okay." Shang saw Yao disappointed.

……

In the "Huitu Hotel", Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and Genawa took turns guarding the window, monitoring their own jeep parked in sight.

"The team leader doesn't know when they will be able to come back..." After replacing Bai Chen, Long Yuehong muttered to herself and looked outside.

It's summer now, and the hotel doesn't have air-conditioning, an energy-wasting industrial product. He feels that standing at the window to blow some air is more comfortable than staying deep in the room, shrouded in sweltering heat.

As her eyes flicked casually, Long Yuehong suddenly saw a strange person.

He was wearing a black Salvation Army uniform that was about to turn white, and his body was leaning forward slightly. He wore a gray-white deep-bottomed aluminum pot on his head, only the part below his nose was exposed.

Those psychopaths?Long Yuehong quickly recalled the similar people she met when she first entered the city and Ding Ling's evaluation.

What he was wondering now was why such a psychopath appeared in the "Grand Dust Hotel".

"Xiao, Xiaobai, Lao Ge, there is a situation." Long Yuehong hurriedly turned her head and summoned her companions.

He was afraid that he might miss something by himself.

While Bai Chen and Gnawa were walking towards the window, Long Yuehong noticed that the neuropath with the aluminum pot was walking very slowly, and it seemed that this was because he could only see the area at his feet—the man's aluminum pot. Bigger and deeper than the duo the "Old Tune Group" had previously met.

On the way, the person with the aluminum pot came to the "Old Tune Group" Jeep.

when!

Unprepared, he bumped into it, and sat back on the ground in a daze.

Uh... For some reason, something called "Pengci" in the entertainment materials of the old world suddenly appeared in Long Yuehong's mind.

"Would you like to take a look?" Seeing that the person wearing the aluminum pot hadn't stood up for a while, Long Yuehong asked Bai Chen worriedly.

Bai Chen thought for a few seconds and said:

"can."

She turned to Gnava and said:

"Old Ge, stay here and help us monitor the surrounding situation."

"Okay." Gnava is definitely a reliable partner in this regard.

After getting the answer, Bai Chen clapped his hands, turned out the window, leaned on the pipes and protrusions outside, and fell to the ground in two or three hits.

Since doing the genetic modification project of "Gun Talent", her reaction, judgment, and coordination have all been greatly improved. Even in non-specialized climbing buildings with bare hands, she performed well.

Moreover, this is only the third floor.

Long Yuehong, who was not wearing a military exoskeleton device, followed Bai Chen slightly tremblingly, and also "rapidly descended" to the outside of the first floor.

His movements are relatively stiff and unnatural.

Bai Chen turned around, saw this scene, nodded lightly and said:

"I still want to help you."

"It's not too difficult." Long Yuehong unconsciously tightened her stomach and raised her chest.

Bai Chen didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the jeep of his team.

The man wearing the gray and white aluminum pot was still sitting there without getting up, giving the feeling that he had a concussion from the impact just now.

Long Yuehong squatted down worriedly, and asked:

"How about it, is it all right?"

The man didn't answer him.

Long Yuehong raised her head sideways, looked at Bai Chen, pointed to the aluminum pot, and asked with body language if she wanted to take it off, to see the target's condition.

Bai Chen nodded slightly, indicating yes.

She always felt that the group of people whom Ding Ling called psychopaths might be hiding some secrets, not as absurd and funny as they appeared on the surface.

Although the "Old Tune Group" has no intention of interfering in the internal affairs of the "Salvation Army", it is imperative to be defensive.

Long Yuehong didn't hesitate anymore, stretched out her hands, held down the off-white aluminum pot, and lifted it up vigorously.

The sun shone on the head that was originally hidden in the aluminum pot.

He is an old man with messy white hair, his facial skin is like bark, and his wrinkles are very obvious.

Panting lightly, the old man whose eyes were slightly out of focus regained his senses in an instant, subconsciously raised his arms, and blocked his face:

"What are you doing! What are you going to do!

"Are you the evil spirits sent by the fallen people? Give me back the pot!"

The other party's hasty tone and fierce reaction far exceeded Long Yuehong's expectations, and he put the aluminum pot down again in a moment of embarrassment.

The old man, who had regained the protection of the aluminum pot, gradually regained his composure, stretched out his hands and groped the ground, and slowly stood up.

"Sorry, we just watched you fall here and were worried about what might go wrong." Long Yuehong explained apologetically, "I don't know who you mean by the fallen, we are foreign relic hunters, and we plan to Use your Salvation Army to go to the ice field."

The old man's waist is quite strong, although he is old, he doesn't look rickety:

"It's the outsiders who are more suspicious. In this way, after I lose my protection and are secretly controlled by someone using a device, the group of fallen people will not be suspected."

Sure enough, he was one of those people who were worried about brain control... Long Yuehong was absolutely sure.

Bai Chen took the initiative to change the topic:

"Why do you think that group of fallen people was secretly controlled by people using instruments?"

The old man snorted:

"Isn't that obvious?

"In these years, they have forgotten to save the human beings who have not yet got rid of hunger and cold on the gray soil, forgotten that all people are equal, there is no distinction between high and low, and they have forgotten that everyone has sworn to eat more without using the power in their hands. Excessive occupation, sleeping with other people's wives and daughters, forgetting to restrain their own family members, preventing them from reselling supplies, interfering in various affairs, causing public resentment to boil, and the morale to be corrupted!

"I scolded them face to face, but they said I was stubborn, my brain was rigid, I didn't know how to adapt, I couldn't see the trend of development, and I was destined to be abandoned by the times."

The old man wearing the aluminum pan took a breath and raised his voice a little:

"I see, they are the ones who went wrong, they must have been brain-controlled, that's why they are so self-sufficient and have forgotten their original ideals!

"Yes, they must have been brain-controlled!"

Chapter 1 "Porcelain Touch"

For some reason, Long Yuehong heard a bit of sadness from the octave-high voice of the old man wearing the aluminum pot, and at the same time felt that he was carrying some kind of unspeakable expectation.

Bai Chen was silent for a few seconds, then asked:

"Why do you think there is such a thing as mind control?"

The old man wearing the aluminum pot seemed to be a little out of breath due to the excitement just now, so he took a few breaths before saying:

"Is it clear what I didn't say just now?

"If it weren't for the brain wave device and the secret control of things, how could those who have passed the test of corpses and blood suddenly change, and even give up their ideals?

"and also……"

He paused, his head wearing the aluminum pot seemed to be raised a little:

"As relic hunters, you have been able to come all the way to Wubei, you must have seen the so-called awakened ones.

"They use brain waves to affect the target and achieve various weird effects, this is one of the manifestations of brain control!

"However, the efficiency of this method of human intervention is still too low. The man behind the scenes that caused the destruction of the old world created a brain wave device, which can cover one or even several cities at a time, affecting hundreds of thousands of humans!

"Only people like us who are prepared and wear aluminum pots can escape this secret control, maintain independent thinking, remember their ideals, and not join them!"

The old man became emotional again, and the next few words were accentuated.

Long Yuehong blurted out:

"Wearing an aluminum pot can prevent the Awakened from exerting influence?"

The face above the old man's nose was blocked by the gray aluminum pot, making it impossible to see the changes in his expression:

"Yes, sure!

"Let me tell you, if I hadn't been wearing an aluminum pot all the time, I would have become an 'unintentional person' long ago. The black hand behind the scenes will not be merciful to those who discover the secret of brain control, or completely control it, preventing you from having independent thinking , or directly destroy your brain and make you a 'mindless person'!

"Many of my comrades-in-arms were just not cautious enough. They didn't wear aluminum pots all the time, anti-secret control. Then they were suddenly infected with the 'unintentional disease' and were eliminated tragically. Hey..."

But Shang Jianyao said before that he could sense the consciousness of the two passers-by wearing aluminum pots, and being able to sense the consciousness meant that he could exert influence... Long Yuehong muttered in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud, afraid It stimulated the sensitive and extreme nerves of the old man opposite.

And he also remembered that Ding Ling said that this group of people who advocate brain control and always wear aluminum pots think that they can avoid the infection of "unintentional disease", but it didn't.

Of course, these people seem to have found a suitable reason to explain it internally.

After Bai Chen listened quietly, she suddenly asked:

"Why are you telling us so much?"