long night fire

She originally prepared a whole set of rhetoric, trying to induce the other party to tell the relevant things, but she didn't expect that everything would go so smoothly, so smooth that she had a feeling that maybe she and others were just acting as listeners at the right time and place.

The old man wearing the aluminum pot waved his right hand:

"I'm sharing these things with you because you have just entered Wubei, and most of you haven't encountered mind control. Hey, it's one to save one, and one to have another comrade in arms."

At this moment, Long Yuehong felt that if Shang Jianyao was there, he would probably take a step forward, press his right hand on his left chest, and impassionedly shouted the slogan "For all mankind".

Bai Chen was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond, and simply squeezed out two words:

"Thank you."

The old man wearing the aluminum pot was about to say something more when he suddenly turned around and faced the back door of the hotel not far away.

"The lackeys of the fallen are here. I heard his footsteps. I'm leaving." The old man waved his hands, lowered his head, looked at the road under his feet, and walked towards the side exit of the parking lot step by step.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen followed the old man's previous turn and looked towards the back door of the small building. They saw the slightly bald, middle-aged hotel manager standing there with an embarrassed and ugly expression.

At this moment, the old man who walked out slowly shouted again:

"Remember to find an aluminum pot and put it on!"

The hotel manager finally came back to his senses, walked quickly to Bai Chen and Long Yuehong, and said angrily and urgently:

"Don't listen to him, he has..."

While speaking, the hotel manager raised his finger and pointed to his temple:

"question!"

Bai Chen remained calm, intentionally showing doubts on his face:

"Who is he? It feels very strange."

Hey, Xiaobai's team leader has learned well... Or, she would have acted like this before joining the company?The focus of Long Yuehong's attention is not quite right.

The hotel manager glanced around and lowered his voice:

"He is a veteran soldier who joined us when the Salvation Army was founded and has survived until now. You also know that people who have experienced large-scale wars and casualties must have that kind of war trauma syndrome, and the chaotic era and the new In the early days of the history, no one paid much attention to this aspect. It is good for everyone to be alive. After such a battle, he gradually became irritable, irritable, and unable to concentrate.

"He is like this, and so are many of his comrades-in-arms. Some even started drinking heavily. A considerable part of our Salvation Army's resources are devoted to them.

"That's fine. After he and his comrades who also suffered from traumatic syndrome quit the front-line posts, the problem became more serious. They began to be paranoid. They always felt that someone was trying to harm them. They always felt that the committee members and directors who were still on the front line had fallen. , forgetting ideals, not looking at what era this is, and not seeing that the current problems are different, from how to survive to how to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm for better development.

"Later, they organized an anti-secret control organization as if they were mentally ill, and called on everyone to wear aluminum pots to avoid the brain control of the mastermind behind the scenes. Is this a sign of illness?"

Long Yuehong did not correct it. It should be a syndrome rather than a syndrome. For a middle-aged hotel manager, knowing such a word is quite good, which shows that the "Salvation Army" has been engaged in popular education for a long time.

Why can a hotel manager say that the current problem is different, from how to survive to how to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm... Such a question flashed in Bai Chen's mind, but what he said was completely irrelevant:

"Manager, why did he come to the hotel parking lot?"

The hotel manager sighed and said:

"He and his old comrade-in-arms live in a nearby nursing home. If people with their qualifications want to force their way into the hotel, how dare we stop them?

"He, originally liked to stop young people on the road to talk about brain control and depravity, but then no one liked to listen to it, and he set his target on the outsiders staying in our hotel.

"He comes here often, pretending to accidentally bump into something, falls to the ground, and waits for someone to help him. Then, he can take this opportunity to talk about brain control to the supporter."

Ah... Long Yuehong was dumbfounded.

He was finally sure that he and Xiaobai had really been "touched".

It turned out that the old man bumped into the jeep on purpose and waited for someone to help him. The reason why he sat there without any injuries was because getting up too early had no effect.

No wonder he answered whatever Xiaobai asked, and he also took the initiative to talk a lot... The more Long Yuehong thought about it, the more he felt that he was too stupid and naive at that time.

Bai Chen also stayed for a few seconds before frowning slightly and said:

"Will the merchants who come to trade and the relic hunters who enter the country really come to help him?"

Based on her experience of wandering in the wilderness for many years, she doesn't think that these two kinds of people have any good intentions, and there are too few people like Wu Shoushi.

The hotel manager laughed:

"A lot of people are always willing to show their kindness in order to be part of our Salvation Army.

"Hehe, good people and good deeds may really help them shorten the period of settlement. This is encouraged by the 'Materials Coordinating Committee'."

That's it... Long Yuehong thinks this policy is good.

At the end of the exchange, there was nothing to say. He and Bai Chen bid farewell to the hotel manager named Shen Kang, and returned to the room on the third floor through the normal passage.

……

When Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao returned, Bai Chen took the initiative to talk about the old man wearing the aluminum pot.

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up when he heard it, he turned his head, and said to Long Yuehong:

"Why don't you try wearing an aluminum pot, and let me see if I can control you?"

"No need." Long Yuehong shook her head without hesitation.

This is obvious!

Gnawa gave a negative from a scientific point of view:

"This is not acceptable, unless the aluminum pot covers the whole body and is grounded to produce electromagnetic shielding effect."

"Maybe we can try this..." Jiang Baimian thought about it.

She also wanted to see if the abilities of the Awakened were carried by electromagnetic waves.

Long Yuehong was suddenly a little nervous.

Bai Chen turned to talk about the hotel manager's arrogant remarks.

Regarding this, Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"It's easy to understand. Since the old man comes to the hotel to find someone to 'confide' from time to time, he must have told him about brain control and depravity, and he is a person who will accept benefits and sell a little bit of 'Salvation Army' interests. I must be very empty in my heart. When I am fine, I may often think about how to defend myself if I am faced with such accusations.

"In this case, listen to the radio more, read the issued documents more, and chat with the people around you more, and you will naturally form a self-consistent rhetoric."

Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Baimian was about to greet the team members to have lunch in the hotel restaurant, when the broadcasts in the room, in the corridor and outside on the high street suddenly rang.

It rang at the same time.

A high-pitched male voice who obviously used a voice changer said:

"Guys, I'm a game lover.

"I want to play a game with you now:

"I have hidden a nuclear warhead somewhere in Wubei, and within three days, if you don't find it, it will explode with a bang.

"Let's work hard, I hope Wubei will not be turned into ruins in a grand fireworks."

After the male voice finished these few words, it no longer emerged, and the sound of electric current came from the radio.

Chapter 151

After listening to the broadcast, Long Yuehong, who was originally sitting by the bed, stood up abruptly.

The development of the matter was completely beyond his expectation.

The person who got the nuclear warhead turned out to blow up Wubei and send hundreds of thousands of people to hell!

Moreover, he also hijacked the radio and publicized the matter widely, as if to appreciate the panic and despair of the residents of Wubei.

This is simply a madman!

A miniaturized hydrogen bomb in the hands of such a person is really a disaster.

"Team leader, what should we do now?" Long Yuehong looked at Jiang Baimian.

He didn't become overly nervous, became flustered, and even lost the ability to think. After so long of experience, he was still able to maintain a basic calmness when encountering similar situations.

The reason why he asked Jiang Baimian directly was because he remembered that the team leader had just mentioned that Commissioner Huang of the Wubei Material Coordination Committee asked the "Old Tune Team" to undergo a detailed inspection and leave Wubei after receiving feedback tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

At this moment, unless he directly turned against the "Salvation Army" and relied on his own ability to force his way out of Wubei, he had to consider this issue.

Jiang Baimian did not answer immediately, but frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully:

"Don't worry, I feel that this is too sudden and a little strange..."

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao agreed.

Bai Chen tried to figure out Jiang Baimian's thoughts:

"This 'game' started at such a strange time, neither too early nor too late.

"If he is waiting for the army to enter the city, Wubei is under martial law, and everyone cannot escape freely, then it is entirely possible to announce the start of the 'game' last night.

"The longer this kind of thing is delayed, the greater the probability of failure?"

The honest Shang Jianyao gave his own answer:

"Maybe he didn't find the opportunity until a few minutes ago. He briefly controlled the entire Wubei broadcasting system, and he couldn't announce it even if he wanted to."

Distributing leaflets on the street is too easy to expose, and only "anti-intellectual religion" people like to do this.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"I just felt like he was superfluous in doing so.

"If the goal is to blow up Wubei and satisfy a certain desire, you must enter the village quietly, and don't shoot anyone, so the success rate will be high."

"No, no, no." Shang Jianyao shook his fingers, "Maybe he is a pure lunatic, wanting to appreciate the ugliness of human nature and the collapse of human beings before the explosion?"

Jiang Baimian originally wanted to reply, "Such lunatics often can't control their own behavior, and very few can complete the corresponding plan", but after thinking about it, she remembered that there are such things as awakened people in the dust.

The awakened person who sacrificed his mental health has both ability and mobility. For example, the dark version of Shang Jianyao can definitely do similar things.

Jiang Baimian slowed down a bit, looked around and said:

"What I mean is, with such a broadcast and such a 'game' notice, the Wubei Materials Coordinating Committee will most likely mobilize urgently and evacuate residents and supplies out of Wubei in batches under the panic.

"Three days is enough to turn this place into an empty city. At that time, just blowing up the buildings, who is satisfied?"

Listening to the group leader's analysis, Long Yuehong gradually figured out something was wrong.

The honest Shang Jianyao argues:

"Maybe that lunatic didn't want to blow up everyone. He just wanted to create chaos and appreciate everyone's panic."

As a mentally ill person, Jiang Baimian, Gnawa and others present could not refute his statement.

In this regard, he is professional.

Soon, another professional, the cowardly but vicious Shang Jianyao laughed at himself:

"If it were me, I would definitely add a sentence at the end of the broadcast:

"For three days, Wubei can only go in and out. If anyone escapes without authorization, I will detonate the nuclear warhead in advance.

"In this way, whether the purpose is to destroy Wubei, kill most of the people here, or appreciate the exaggerated performance of human beings in crisis, the effect can be maximized!"

Good guy, Long Yuehong called him good guy in her heart.

The vicious and vicious Shang Jianyao perfectly interprets what it means to be an extremely dangerous madman with a high IQ.

With such an "expert" present, the hidden problems in the broadcast just now became obvious.

Jiang Baimian's various ideas were strung together.

She smiled slightly and said:

"We can infer that there are two possibilities for this matter based on the actual situation and the content of the broadcast:

"One, the terrorist went crazy, his brain is not working well, and he forgot to add the sentence 'during the game, Wubei can only enter and not' at the end of the broadcast. The possibility of this situation is not too high, stupid guy He should have been exposed long ago, and even if there were various reasons that prevented him from being exposed before, after this broadcast, he will not be able to jump for long, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to detonate the nuclear warhead;

"Second, he deliberately didn't add 'during the game, Wubei can only enter and exit', leaving loopholes in the rules..."

Having said that, Jiang Baimian looked around again:

"His real purpose may be to force the Wubei Materials Coordinating Committee to evacuate everyone in the city.

"Only in a large-scale evacuation under such a state of emergency, can he have a chance to fish in troubled waters!"

This... Long Yuehong's heart skipped a beat when she heard it.

Bai Chen also understood.

It was Gnava who spoke before everyone else. He moved his metal-cast neck up and down and said:

"That person wants to use a large-scale evacuation to send that nuclear warhead out of the city?