Embers Ad Infinitum

Jiang Baimian watched the wanted man disappear into the alley diagonally opposite and smiled softly:

"He also came from the port area."

"Ah?" Long Yuehong was a little confused for a moment.

Then, he subconsciously followed the team leader's gaze and looked at the ground illuminated by street lights.

On the street where the man suspected of being a suspect in the mass rally bombing was running, there were a few cinders scraped down from the steps that separated the sidewalk from the motorway.

With the real "priest" in front of him, Jiang Baimian could easily guess where the other party had just passed.

Once Long Yuehong saw it clearly, she instantly understood the basis for the team leader's judgment.

While they were talking, the chasing security officers also rushed to the street, intercepting passers-by at random, and anxiously asked if they had seen such a person and where they had gone.

The "old tune team" was also approached by them.

"Went to that alley." Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others gave almost uniform answers.

Combined with the feedback from other passers-by, the security officers pursued him without further delay.

"I always feel that that guy comes out every once in a while, not to be found, but to walk the security guards." Jiang Baimian looked at the pursuer's back and smiled thoughtfully, "Perhaps, he is showing off in this way. Presence, attracting attention?”

"Why do you say that?" Long Yuehong expressed confusion again.

Gnawa sorted out the information in the database and gave the analysis results after careful consideration:

"Every time he meets an ordinary security officer with little ability, it seems too coincidental and seems to have been screened."

Recalling the previous "encounters", Long Yuehong nodded slightly:

"really."

He immediately frowned and said:

"But this is logically established and reasonable. Large-scale investigations will inevitably rely on ordinary security officers at the grassroots level. The probability of encountering them is much higher than that of encountering strong people within the 'Hand of Order'."

"That's right." Before Shang Jianyao could hold his right fist and left palm and say, "Sure enough, he was walking those security guards," Jiang Baimian smiled and said, "I just made a bold assumption based on coincidence. That’s all, we can’t verify it yet.”

At this point, she sighed:

"Actually, I hope they will do something else to make the First City chaotic. In that case, our chances of cracking the 'virtual world' will be greater.

"Well, it's just not clear what exactly they want to do and what they hope to achieve."

After listening to Jiang Baimian's sigh, Bai Chen walked forward and said calmly:

"There was an opportunity to bring chaos to the original city, but we destroyed it ourselves."

"Ah?" Jiang Baimian was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You mean the time when the 'Anti-Intellectual Cult' joined forces with the 'Holy Desire' sect to cause trouble?"

After receiving a positive nod, she took a breath as if she had toothache:

"Also...if we hadn't killed the real 'priest' and alerted the snake, they might have taken action now and created chaos.

"Hey, a little impatience can lead to a big plan. After we locked the location of the real 'Priest', we should only monitor him, and wait until the chaos begins to give him a fatal blow."

"But that may not be successful. In the chaos, 'Shepherd' Bouillon might find clues." Bai Chen imagined the consequences of such a development and responded calmly.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Baimian seemed to be waiting for Bai Chen to say this, with a smile.

During the exchange, she glanced at Shang Jianyao, who had been silent:

"what's on your mind?"

"How do you want to crack the 'virtual world'?" Shang Jianyao replied seriously, "I already have a plan, I just need to perfect the details."

"What plan?" Gennava asked cooperatively.

Shang Jianyao laughed:

"I was thinking just now that I might have to ask for help this time."

"But Xiao Chong seems reluctant to go out, and Du Heng is not easy to meet, and he may not be involved in the affairs of the 'First City'." The only helpers Long Yuehong could think of at the first moment were Du Heng and Xiao Chong.

He felt that among the strong people he knew in his group, these two were the only masters who could stabilize the "virtual world".

"No, no, no, I want to invite someone else." Shang Jianyao raised his finger and shook it a few times.

"Who?" Jiang Baimian couldn't think of an answer.

In this regard, Shang Jianyao's thinking is always so broad.

Shang Jianyao laughed:

"Wu Meng."

"..." For a moment, the other members of the "Old Tune Team", including the intelligent robot Gnawa, were a little confused.

Wu Meng is strong again, but on the one hand, he is suspected of being sealed, and on the other hand, he is a monster. How to discuss with him and how to get him to help?

You can't break the seal and release this extremely dangerous existence for your own mission, right?

That group will really become the villains of the dust!

Shang Jianyao spoke seriously about his "ideas":

"At first, I was thinking that the 'virtual world' is really troublesome. I have the ability to reproduce the 'Dao and Electrical Maintenance' radio station and play Wu Meng's voice.

"Then it's a pity that the gladiatorial competition is not in the evening and cannot catch up with the broadcast of the 'Dao and Electrical Repair' radio station. Otherwise, we can see whether Wu Meng's influence has been filtered out, or whether the owner of the 'virtual world' has been affected..."

As he talked, the excitement on his face gradually showed, and he seemed to think this was a very interesting thing.

"Yes, gladiatorial matches usually take place in the afternoon, and Wu Meng's influence may not be what we want." Long Yuehong probably understood Shang Jianyao's plan.

He wanted to bring a radio into the noble box and broadcast "Tao and Electrical Repair" to everyone!

Shang Jianyao looked at him with a smile:

"We can induce him, pretend to be an enthusiastic audience, ask Wu Meng how he can make someone go to the bathroom on his own initiative, and then use a tape recorder to record his answers and rationale, and play them in the noble box."

This...you went through so much trouble just to get Marcus to go to the bathroom? According to this idea, wouldn't it be enough to just let Wu Meng influence the owner of the 'virtual world' and make him give up his protection? Long Yuehong didn't know whether to scold Shang Jianyao for going around in such a big circle. She still wanted to make Marcus suffer from urgent urination and diarrhea, or to praise him for his clear thinking and unexpected thinking.

After Jiang Baimian listened quietly, he slowly said while walking:

"There are several problems with this:

“First, it is unknown whether Wu Meng’s influencing voice will still have an effect after it is recorded, but this can be verified in advance.

"Secondly, you don't have the phone number of the 'Dao and Electrical Maintenance' radio station. How can you pretend to be an enthusiastic listener and ask Wu Meng? Directly send a telegram to that frequency band and use clear code?

"Third, the 'First City' will not know Wu Meng. They asked the Heavenly Master of the 'Eternal Years' sect to seal it. I'm afraid that as soon as you turn on the machine and let out Wu Meng's voice, the master of the 'virtual world' will Being able to make associations and respond.”

"So there are still many details that need to be improved." Shang Jianyao said sincerely that these problems exist.

As for how to record, it's relatively simple - decide the frequency band in advance, everyone evacuates, and only the other recorder is left to work there.

Moreover, in the First City far away from the ruins of Wasteland No. 13, the intelligent robot Gnawa is not within the direct range of Wu Meng and should not be affected - he has been monitoring the "Tao and Electrical Maintenance" radio station in the First City several times before. There is nothing.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"This can be put into the follow-up plan. Well... even if it really doesn't work, as long as Wu Meng's voice can produce effects within a certain period of time after being recorded, we will make money."

As he spoke, Jiang Baimian showed a smile like a fox stealing a little hen.

Being able to pick off the enemy's wool is simply one of the joys of life!

That means that the "Old Tune Team" can borrow Wu Meng's power in a sense. Even if it cannot be used to crack the "virtual world", it can still be used to deal with other enemies!

Long Yuehong was stunned for a while, and finally found out that it was indeed feasible.

Others dare not say that Wu Meng, who can affect electronic products, may still have an effect after his voice is recorded.

Long Yuehong wanted to say it wouldn't be too late, but she turned her wrist and looked at her watch and found that it was already past the broadcast time of the "Dao and Electrical Maintenance" radio station.

"We have to wait until tomorrow night." He sighed.

While talking, the five people from the "Old Tune Group" turned into another street.

At this time, a man walked over.

He is about the same height as Long Yuehong. He is carrying a paper bag and wearing a slightly mottled leather jacket. His black hair is long and messy, his eyes are green, and his facial features are not deep and appear soft.

Jiang Baimian glanced at him and withdrew his gaze.

She pretended to look at the shops on the street as if nothing had happened, and said in a lowered voice:

"The wanted criminal."

"Ah?" Long Yuehong also saw the man, but she didn't feel that he was similar to the suspect who was running before the mass rally bombing.

Well, apart from their green eyes and relatively consistent height, they have nothing else in common.

The most important thing is that there is no deformity in his mouth at all!

Jiang Baimian looked at the ground and said:

“His shoes haven’t been changed.

“When I was looking at Cinder just now, I noticed that his shoes were black, without straps, very old and scratched.

"Yes, the location of the scratches matches."

Long Yuehong's eyes widened, and Bai Chen slowly exhaled and said:

"He was really walking those peace officers."

Jiang Baimian smiled, looked sideways at Shang Jianyao and Gnawa, and asked with interest:

"Want to go talk to him?"