long night fire

After he finished the ceremony, Jiang Baimian said:

"Fold the letter and put it back in the backpack later, and give it to the Salvation Army when we return."

"Is this your letter?" Shang Jian Yao asked curiously while nodding.

"Ji Qiang left it, Ding Ling's husband Ji Qiang left it." Jiang Baimian said silently for a second.

Shang Jianyao, who valued feelings, immediately stretched out his hand:

"Let me see."

Jiang Baimian handed Ji Qiang's suicide note to him, intending to take this opportunity to go through those documents briefly, so as not to encounter accidents and lose information later.

At this time, she found that there was only a thin page in the suicide note.

Out of curiosity, she shook her head and looked:

"Son:

"Your father, I am going to die!"

After only reading two lines, Jiang Baimian felt that the slightly sad atmosphere was almost broken.

She calmed down and started reading again:

"Fortunately, you are an adult and have been assigned a job. Your father and I don't worry about you very much. As for the partner, the organization will introduce you.

"Didn't you keep saying that I'm old and stubborn, I don't want to be flexible, I scold those high-level relatives who resell supplies every day, I'm marginalized in the unit, why do I actively participate in the mission of going to the most remote places with the worst climate for a few months? Survey? I'll answer you now.

"When your grandfather was still alive, he often told me a saying in the old world, that when there is light, there is heat. Those people don't learn well, and those people are willing to degenerate. It's their fault that they don't want to work hard. I can't scold them while pushing back and forth, perfunctory and lazy.

"I have to live up to the oath I made at the beginning.

"As for you, I never thought that you could still have the ideal of saving all mankind. I only hope that you can be a down-to-earth person, do things diligently, and don't join forces with those people, and don't want to be depraved.

"Let those people continue to do it. Everyone's eyes are discerning. The private is momentary, and the public is eternal. Sooner or later, you young people will wake up and understand.

"At that time, the beautiful future of mankind will surely come true!"

Jiang Baimian refolded the letter and stuffed it back into his backpack.

She picked up the stack of documents and flipped through them gently, for fear of causing damage.

These documents are roughly divided into four categories, namely correspondence, experimental records, superior orders and doctor's notes.

Among them, there are three most important ones, and Lu Fuxing marked them accordingly, which greatly saved Jiang Baimian's time:

One was an order to transfer one-third of the patients in the Vegetative Rehabilitation Center to Base No. 2, signed by the "Eighth Research Institute", and dated a week before the destruction of the old world;

One is an experimental record involving the brain conditions and physical reactions of many patients. It repeatedly mentioned that some kind of stimulus was used, but did not say what kind of stimulus it was;

One is the notes of a certain doctor. On one page, he wrote, "We are about to build the ladder leading to the forbidden zone of the gods, and we can already vaguely see the so-called new world."

Base No. 2... Jiang Baimian whispered, and stuffed the documents in his hand back into the dark green rucksack.

She turned to Shang Jianyao and said:

"Go on, get out of Taicheng and look at it in detail."

Shang Jianyao, who had been reading Ji Qiang's suicide note, raised his head, his eyes under the helmet goggles were red with tears.

Jiang Baimian's first reaction was astonishment and surprise.

This is simply not like the performance of Shang Jian Yaohui.

Then, she vaguely understood the reason:

At present, Shang Jianyao, who pays more attention to feelings and is younger psychologically, probably thinks of his father from Ji Qiang's suicide note, wondering if he will leave a few words to his mother and him before he dies.

Jiang Baimian sighed, and patted Shang Jianyao on the shoulder:

"Put the suicide note away, let's go down.

"The remains in the surrounding rooms are waiting for the Salvation Army to collect them."

After such a round of missile strikes, the fake Taicheng should no longer appear, and the people of the "Salvation Army" can directly enter the real Taicheng.

Seeing that Yao's personality changed quickly, Shang said with a smile:

"it is good."

Chapter 2 and One: Their Dreams

After removing the storage device of the desktop computer and walking out of the room with the "red" window, Shang Jianyao looked sideways at the closed wooden doors around him.

He didn't try to open it, and looked away, followed Jiang Baimian, who was carrying a dark green rucksack and wearing a military exoskeleton device, down the stairs step by step.

When they returned to the jeep, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen also received the signal to return.

After a while, Long Yuehong, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the vehicle, finally read the letter left by Lu Fuxing.

He sincerely sighed:

"It's a good thing we didn't go to the vegetative rehabilitation center of Renhui Hospital, otherwise the group might be wiped out, uh..."

He "uh" thought that Gnava might not die.

In short, the level of horror in the vegetative rehabilitation center of Renhui Hospital surpassed his imagination. Just entering different rooms may encounter different dangers, and it seems that there is no way to prevent them.

Regarding Long Yuehong's exclamation, Jiang Baimian nodded slightly and said:

"This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise in a sense."

Although she and her team members attached great importance to the Vegetative Rehabilitation Center of Renhui Hospital, and thought it was more dangerous than Taicheng No. Finally, she felt that she still underestimated the possible risks.

Just by pushing open the wooden door and entering a room, one may go crazy, become a vegetative state, suffer from "innocent disease", and commit suicide impulsively, without any warning or abnormality being detected!

This is extremely scary for any team.

Even if the "Old Tune Group" has awakened people at the level of "spiritual corridors", intelligent robots with non-carbon-based organisms, and powerful humans who have undergone genetic modification and biological prosthesis transplantation, there is a high probability that they will have to pay one or two yuan to get there. The problem can only be found after [-] life.

Of course, Jiang Baimian suspects that the abnormalities in different rooms are related to the corresponding "New World" nodes.

They are connected to different parts of the "new world", and naturally produce different effects.

The "Old Tune Group" has two props that can sense the "New World" node, the "Six Knowledge Bead" and the "Life Angel" necklace.

That is to say, it is still possible for the "Old Tuning Team" to detect the problem in advance and avoid those dangerous rooms, but Jiang Baimian is not very sure about this. The essential question is whether there are multiple "new world" nodes.

In such a dangerous environment, once the prediction is wrong, it is not the case, and the group is really likely to be wiped out.

After a brief silence, Jiang Baimian, who had read all the documents, made a summary:

"At present, all clues point to the Eighth Research Institute.

"Before the old world was destroyed, they collected vegetative people extensively and conducted a very dangerous experiment, which seemed to be touching the forbidden area of ​​the gods.

"This probably brought about the outbreak of the 'unintentional disease', leading to the destruction of the old world, and their organization suffered some kind of influence at the same time, and became the lackeys of darkness, trying to erase the corresponding clues.

"Their base No. 2 seems to be the origin of all problems, if Fan Wensi, Li Jinlong's son Li Hui, and Jiang Xiaoyue are transferred there."

Shang Jianyao responded with a look of frustration:

"But we don't know where the Eighth Research Institute is hiding."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head sideways, looked at Gnava, and asked expectantly:

"Old Ge, is it really impossible to deduce the specific latitude and longitude coordinates of the Eighth Research Institute from the ballistic trajectory?"

"If enough data was collected, it would be possible, but it was discovered a bit late at the time." The honest Gnawa extinguished Shang's hope of meeting Yao.

Jiang Baimian then said:

"Also, I suspect that the missile base and the headquarters of the Eighth Research Institute should not be the same place.

"When a normal research institute is being built, how can there be so many missile silos?

"It is reasonable to infer that after the destruction of the old world, the Eighth Research Institute has mastered several secret missile bases and raised a large number of people to maintain them.

"Well, the protection measures of those missile bases may be stricter, and the possibility that the Eighth Research Institute later moved its headquarters to a similar place cannot be ruled out.

"The direction of our next investigation is to find out where the Eighth Research Institute is, and then let the company and the 'Salvation Army' surround and strangle them.

"However, before that, I need to go back to the company to rest and collect more information."

"Yes, yes." Long Yuehong was the first to agree.

"What about these documents and suicide notes?" Shang Jianyao, who valued feelings, asked with concern.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"I originally wanted to stay for a few more days. There was a missile strike here. The 'Salvation Army' observation station near here should have noticed it. At that time, the 'Salvation Army' will probably send a team to search all the way to find abnormal points. , Just hand things over to them.

"But we have that nuclear warhead in the car, and an encounter with the Salvation Army in such a sensitive place might be problematic.

"So, let's go back now, find a chance to make a photocopy of all the documents, and then hand over this backpack, the documents and suicide note inside, to Ding Ling when we leave the sphere of influence of the 'Salvation Army'."

"I think this plan is pretty good." Bai Chen expressed his opinion.

Shang Jian Yao thought for a while, sighed and said:

"That's the only way to do it."

Jiang Baimian stopped talking, and said to Bai Chen who was driving:

"Return now."

As the jeep gradually moved away from Taicheng, Jiang Baimian couldn't help turning his head and looking out the window.

The ruins of the old world have truly become ruins, a large number of buildings collapsed, and only part of them survived, like tombstones erected in the cemetery.

The summer wind blows, and in the environment of the ice sheet, it is warm and peaceful, but not hot enough.

……

After many days of trekking, the monks of the "Ascetic Ministry" followed Palanga step by step to the vicinity of Taicheng.

Looking at the collapsed buildings and the charred marks left by the burning, they remained silent for a long time, motionless.

After several minutes, Palanga let out a long sigh:

"The omen has already appeared, and the catastrophe is coming."

……

On the boundary line between "The Salvation Army" and "The First City", on the dilapidated road in Yunshan, Jiang Baimian drove a jeep, and with the help of the artificial intelligence navigator Jian Yao, he went to the mountains.

"Why did you give Ding Ling the backpack and leave?" Shang Jianyao expressed deep regret for not being able to stay with Cengfan.

Jiang Baimian let out a "huh":

"I don't want to see other people sad."

The honest Shang Jianyao said after careful consideration:

"Indeed, that's not polite."

Long Yuehong in the middle of the back row held Bai Chen's right hand and looked ahead:

"Then go straight to the company all the way?"

"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded.

Of course, supplies and electricity will definitely be replenished many times on the way, otherwise they will not be able to support the "Pangaean creatures".

"When the time comes, Lao Ge, you can stay in Wild Grass City or Black Marsh Wilderness to watch over that nuclear bomb..." Jiang Baimian muttered.

Gnava did not raise objections:

"no problem."

Shang Jian Yao hastily said a few words:

"Be sure to watch it!

"It may come in handy in the future.

"This time I didn't spend it on blowing up Taicheng No. [-] Senior High School and Renhui Hospital, so I can surprise some people in the future."

How do you feel sorry?Jiang Baimian slandered.

During the chat, Long Yuehong suddenly said in anticipation:

"I discussed it with Xiaobai last night, and when I get back to the company, I will go to the Order Supervision Bureau to register, and then invite relatives and friends to dinner at home.

"Captain, can you come?"