Embers Ad Infinitum

The sturdy dark red off-road vehicle drove slowly through the different streets of Qingliu District, as if it wanted to visit this place all over again.

While Bai Chen was driving, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Gennava all looked out the window, looking for places with cinders and scorched earth.

At the same time, they try to find the missing crazy woman.

Unknowingly, the vehicle entered a familiar area, which was the street where the "Wolf Den" was located.

Jiang Baimian glanced at the eight-story building, thought for a while and said:

"Go up and see Suna and the others. By the way, give them the first part of the introductory textbook on Hui Tu language. The sooner you start learning this kind of thing, the better."

The "Old Dialect Group" has only completed the first two-fifths of the introductory textbook on Hui Tu dialect.

"Yes." Long Yuehong and others did not object.

Going up to the seventh floor, the five members of the "Old Tune Team" saw the original gang members. They still had pistols and the same black short-sleeved T-shirts.

But what was different from the past was that their demeanor and expressions seemed quite respectful.

"Is Suna here?" Bai Chen asked.

During the recent period, Suna and the others took turns taking the translator and several "servants" out every day to prepare for the next fast food business, which was not necessarily in the "Wolf's Den".

"Miss Suna is here, they are learning Honghe language." A gang member recognized who the person was and said with a smile to please them.

Jiang Baimian and the others have obvious features, and they are following the robot Gnawa. Even if they are disguised, they cannot hide it from people who come into close contact.

Jiang Baimian nodded and was about to step into the "Wolf's Den" when he suddenly remembered something and asked about the gang member just now:

"Have you ever seen this kind of smoke?"

As she spoke, she took out the transparent pouch containing the cigarette butt from her pocket.

——Bai Chen doesn’t smoke. He hasn’t been to every place in the original city, so he doesn’t know much about it.

The member of the "Black Shirt Party" took the distribution bag, looked at it carefully and said:

“Isn’t this a flag cigarette?

"The favorite cigarettes of the sailors in the port are cheap, strong and strong, but the taste is strong, similar to the kind of local cigarettes that are directly dried and wrapped in low-quality tobacco."

"What does it mean to be strong?" Jiang Baimian had no experience in this area.

The member of the "Black Shirt Party" made several gestures and said:

"I don't know how to put it, it's just that feeling that is very strong, uh, very refreshing and very satisfying."

"Very refreshing." Jiang Baimian glanced sideways at Shang Jianyao and found that he was raising his right hand, covering his mouth and yawning.

Starting from the traces on the scene and combining it with relevant information in the field of "The Last Man", they made a preliminary judgment on the real "priest" as follows:

If you have a sleep disorder, you often need external energy to refresh you!

"Where can I buy this kind of cigarette?" Jiang Baimian asked further.

The "Black Shirt Party" member pointed out the window:

"At the port, there are several grocery stores selling them."

"Port..." When Jiang Baimian repeated this word, Shang Jianyao had already entered the "wolf's den" and walked to the row of glass near the port - this was where Su Na, Li Qiong and others were lying on the window sill before. Where wolves howl.

Jiang Baimian followed and looked towards Xigang.

There are many ships and warehouses everywhere, and a whistle sounds from time to time.

"There is not only this one port along the Red River, but there are two or three that are related to the wasteland on the north bank." Bai Chen said calmly.

Jiang Baimian looked at her and asked thoughtfully:

"You mean, the sailors disembarked from other ports, went hunting in the wasteland, and brought that scorched earth to the First City?"

"It's very possible." Bai Chen nodded and said, "They don't like cleaning their bodies, let alone their clothes, pants and shoes."

Gennava followed up and said:

"Most briquette workshops are also close to the river, not far from the port."

"I understand!" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and struck his left palm.

Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong looked at him with little expectation.

Shang Jianyao looked like "there is only one truth":

"After the real 'Father' accidentally smoked Flag cigarettes, he felt that they were very suitable for him, so he often came to the port to buy them, buying a bunch at a time.

“In the process, he accidentally stepped on the charred soil and cinders brought by the sailors from the north shore.

"We only need to ask those grocery stores in turn and find the big buyers, and then we can find out the real 'priest'."

Long Yuehong originally wanted to refute Shang Jianyao, but after thinking about it carefully, she found that it was really possible.

In the absence of important information about what type of cigarettes the real "priest" used to smoke, Shang Jianyao's reasoning is logical, but not necessarily correct.

"Those grocery store owners may not remember what the real 'priest' looks like. With the real 'priest's' habit, it should be considered an instinct to interfere with the other person's memory and blur his own appearance. Unless it is the kind of encounter on the way, no one will Pay attention to whose occasion it is." Jiang Baimian poured cold water on him.

Bai Chen also shook his head:

"This is not like the style of a real 'priest'. Unless it comes time to take action personally, I don't think he will come forward directly in a link that may expose himself.

"He has many 'servants' and even 'puppets'. It is not a complicated matter to ask them to buy a few packs of cigarettes on his behalf. There is no need for him to drive over and walk to those grocery stores."

Bang bang bang, Shang Jianyao applauded Bai Chen's analysis.

His praise never discriminates.

Bai Chen is no longer a little embarrassed as before, unless she also feels that there is something wrong with her words.

Jiang Baimian nodded gently and said:

"Yes, we have dealt with the real 'Father' twice, and we have obtained corresponding information from the company. Although our judgment of his behavior style cannot be said to be 100% accurate, it can be considered close to ten.

"Therefore, there is a high probability that the man who followed us in the dark green off-road vehicle was not the real 'priest', and it was basically him who attacked us that day.

"Well, let's try it hypothetically:

"Assuming that the real 'priest' did come to the port, stepped on the scorched earth and coal cake slag on the north shore, and bought a pack of flagship cigarettes, then, is there anything here that requires his personal action?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Shang Jianyao, Gennava and others could reply, Jiang Baimian said a little hastily:

"Will the servants of the real 'Father' follow one of our detachments and discover the 'Wolf's Den'?

"Then the real 'priest' came over and took action himself."

Long Yuehong was horrified when she heard this.

This is a logical inference!

Jiang Baimian winked at Shang Jianyao and walked towards the depths of the "Wolf's Den" with him, followed closely by Gennava, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong.

A sound of reading came from the innermost room. It was Su Na and others memorizing different letters and corresponding pronunciations.

Jiang Baimian stopped in front of the wooden door, raised his fingers, and knocked three times.

The recitation stopped, and Gennava followed the procedure and checked the surrounding environment.

In this regard, he collaborated with Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian. While he mainly examined non-living objects, he also focused on human consciousness and bioelectrical signals.

"What's the matter?" Su Na's voice came out.

She spoke in very poor Honghe dialect, as if it took her several days to finally memorize this sentence.

-She thought it was one of those "servants" who knocked on the door.

Jiang Baimian opened the door and saw Su Na, Li Qiong and others sitting on the edge of the bed, or bringing in chairs, studying Honghe dialect seriously.

"You are here." Suna stood up happily to greet her.

Her right hand unconsciously put it into her pocket.

Others stood up, and several of them stuffed their hands into their pockets or trouser pockets.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Baimian's mind rang with alarm bells.

No need for her to give orders, Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly became dark.

The women Su Na and Li Qiong put their hands in their pockets and lost all subsequent movements.

At the same time, Gnawa took a few steps forward, blocked in front of several carbon-based people, and shouted loudly:

"There are a lot of explosives here!"

"Explosives..." Long Yuehong almost hissed.

This "priest" is really haunting and hard to guard against!

Facing the confused Su Na and others, Jiang Baimian said to Bai Chen:

"Look and see what they have in their pockets?

"Lao Ge, gather the 'servants' outside and keep an eye on them. If anyone makes any move, kill them immediately."

"Okay." Gnawa obeyed the order, turned around, and went to the gate to find those "Black Shirt Party" members.

"What happened?" Su Na asked in confusion.

"Don't worry, it doesn't have much to do with you. I'm mainly worried about you getting hurt." Jiang Baimian said with relief.

Bai Chen quickly walked over and took out a button trigger from the girl's pocket.

"What is this..." Su Na was also quite surprised by this.

Then, she covered her head, as if someone was banging hard inside.

Bai Chen found seven triggers in sequence, making all the women in the room look painful.

Ten seconds later, Su Na struggled and shouted:

"Run! There's a bomb!"

As soon as these words were spoken, she and her companions seemed to finally escape the nightmare and return to normal.

Jiang Baimian exhaled slowly and said:

"Don't worry, it's okay."

She immediately turned her head and said to Long Yuehong:

"The two of us will dispose of the bomb first."

"Yes, team leader." Long Yuehong responded instinctively.

Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao again and found that his face was serious and dignified.

Yes, if the "priest" is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles!