Embers Ad Infinitum

The information provided by Mr. Zhang reminded Jiang Baimian of his and others' analysis of the nuclear warhead.

One possibility is that the person who received the nuclear warhead in Wubei failed to send the items out of the city in time due to some accident and was trapped here under martial law. Seeing that the "Salvation Army" was about to find him, he had to take risks , hijacked the broadcast and designed a "game", hoping to blend in with the evacuated crowd and leave quietly.

At that time, several members of the "Old Tune Team" speculated about what kind of accident it would be. Some of them were inclined to the target's real identity and encountered something, which made him unable to escape for a while. Some felt that he was a powerful awakener. By chance, it happened. Someone "hit" a weak spot in the dead and had to spend two to three days to recover. Some people think that the problem lies in the middle link. For example, the person who connected the defector and the person who hijacked the broadcast was infected not long after getting the nuclear bomb." "Unintentional illness", or a sudden cerebral congestion or heart attack, the nuclear warhead was not handed over in time, so it took the person who hijacked the broadcast two or three days to connect the broken "wire".

Nowadays, if a person's antihypertensive medicine is stolen, his condition suddenly attacks, and he is sent to the hospital for two days to be rescued, which can completely correspond to the second situation. Of course, the logic of the third situation is also smooth.

As his thoughts flashed, Jiang Baimian felt joyful in his heart, feeling that he and others might have caught a fox by the tail:

It is absolutely rare for antihypertensive drugs to be stolen in the city of Wubei. It rarely happens in normal times, but it happened two days before martial law.

And this directly caused someone to become ill and be sent to the hospital for two days.

Jiang Baimian looked at Mr. Zhang who was wearing a gray-white deep-bottomed aluminum pot, and smiled calmly:

“I took a general look and didn’t find any particularly valuable clues.

“But things like clues are often inconspicuous when placed there alone. Only when they are accumulated more will they shine with their own brilliance.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, we will work together with the Public Security Management Committee to collect more intelligence and find useful clues."

Mr. Zhang, whose black uniform was washed until it turned white, became furious when he heard this:

"What am I worried about?

"If I don't feel at ease, most people will scold me for stretching my hands too far, being nosy, and unwilling to give up power!

"You can do whatever you like, and don't bother me!"

Just like what the hotel manager said, he is a bit irritable and irritable... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.

However, she didn't think Mr. Zhang didn't care about nuclear warheads.

If he really didn't care, why would he bother to help ask people and collect such a stack of information?

If he really didn't care, he would have relied on his status to pull in his relatives and comrades and withdraw from Wubei in advance.

At this time, the honest Shang Jianyao asked:

"If I really want to gain something, don't I need to tell you?"

Mr. Zhang waved his hand and said angrily after two seconds:

“If you don’t tell, don’t tell!

“I’m back in the sanatorium!

"Remember to get an aluminum pot and put it on. You can't stop taking it so seriously!"

"Okay, okay." Shang Jianyao, who loves to sing and dance, is not only not repelled by the idea of ​​wearing an aluminum pot, but is eager to try it.

After Mr. Zhang left, Shang Jianyao turned to Jiang Baimian and said:

"I can't see the next two pages very clearly, please show me again."

It turns out you really didn't see it clearly. I thought you noticed the message like me but pretended not to notice anything... Jiang Baimian hung up the flashlight, folded the paper, and it didn't matter whether he looked at it or not. Meaningful tone:

"Let's go back and take a look. It's a dark place here."

Wubei has a nuclear power plant that supplies energy, and there is a large hydropower station upstream of the Yuelin River that is relatively well maintained. The power shortage is not serious, but this is only relative. After all, this is an important industrial base of the "Salvation Army", so, There are not many street lights installed in the parking lot area of ​​"Huitu Hotel", and the lighting situation is not good. Jiang Baimian had to rely on the light of a flashlight to read information just now.

"Okay." Shang Jianyao looked disappointed and couldn't wait to walk to the back door of the hotel.

Jiang Baimian walked next to him, with thoughts in his mind, and he quickly analyzed what he had just gained:

From the current point of view, "high blood pressure" should be a certain price. Otherwise, the coincidence of the theft of antihypertensive drugs and the emergency attack of the disease would be too coincidental. Only by treating "high blood pressure" as a price can we lower the price. Only from the accident that the medicine was stolen can it be deduced very smoothly and without accidental factors that the target will fall ill on the spot and be sent to the hospital for rescue...

There is a high probability that the person who was sent to the hospital for rescue was a powerful awakened person, otherwise the price would not have been so serious - at the right time, if he did not take antihypertensive drugs even once, his body would almost collapse...

It is still unclear whether this person is the one who hijacked the broadcast system, or the middleman responsible for connecting with the defectors, or whether the two identities are combined...

I personally prefer the former, otherwise there will be too many strong people in this matter, and the probability of being troubled by accidents will be extremely low...

However, how could such a strong man have his antihypertensive medicine stolen by someone who regarded him as his life?

The more Jiang Baimian thought about it, the more absurd, funny and funny he felt:

If Wubei had not had a relatively complete medical system and was willing to provide certain help to outsiders, the powerful awakened person might have passed away, and the reason for his death was enough to be on the dusty comedy rankings. Well, if there was such a If this list exists.

Approaching the back door, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao saw the hotel manager Shen Kang poking his head there.

"Why is Mr. Zhang here again?" Shen Kang asked slightly worriedly.

Shang Jianyao answered honestly:

"In the evening, I asked Mr. Zhang to help us ask the veterans in the nursing home if they have seen anyone suspicious recently. He was just here to give an answer."

"Why are you asking this?" Shen Kang asked in confusion while heaving a sigh of relief.

Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"Isn't this a nuclear warhead planted in the city? This is related to everyone's safety. We think we can do our part."

"The Materials Coordination Committee has to worry about this. Just stay in the hotel." Shen Kang didn't quite agree with the behavior of the "Old Adjustment Team".

However, he still expressed his gratitude:

"If only everyone thought like you, most of the time things wouldn't develop to the point where martial law would solve it.

"Hey, now, I'm not worried about whether anyone will die. I can definitely evacuate in time. I just don't know how many items I can take away. I finally saved so much belongings..."

The more Shen Kang spoke, the quieter he became, and finally stopped altogether.

Jiang Baimian glanced around and asked casually:

"Manager Shen, have you noticed anything unusual in the past few days? Even if it rarely happens in the past few days."

Shen Kang thought about it carefully:

"No, this is how I live every day."

"Really not?" Jiang Baimian tried his best to hint, "For example, so-and-so fought, so-and-so was injured, so-and-so was sent to the hospital, so-and-so had something stolen."

Shen Kang frowned slightly:

"It seems there is, but it seems there isn't..."

It's only been two or three days, but you can't remember the incident where a resident's antihypertensive medication was stolen and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment? Could it be that you are also an awakened person, and the price is forgetfulness? Uh... Jiang Baimian was muttering silently, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he couldn't help but "visualize" "Yougu"'s gaze.

At this time, Shen Kang touched his forehead and said:

“I remembered that there was an unlucky guy who drove out to do errands, and the antihypertensive pills and other things left in the room were stolen.

"He took a long time to come back. Maybe he only had enough antihypertensive medicine on him or in the car to take one meal. He didn't follow up and he was feeling dizzy.

"When he found out that all the antihypertensive drugs in the room were gone, he was so angry that his blood pressure soared and he passed out on the spot.

"Fortunately, there was a waiter with me at the time, and I quickly called the hospital, otherwise he might not have been able to be saved!"

Sure enough... Jiang Baimian was about to ask what room number it was, when Shang Jianyao asked with a shocked look on his face:

"Are thieves so rampant here?"

Shen Kang sighed and said:

"Hey, there are too many relic hunters from outside. Some feel that they have no hope of settling down, so they will look for opportunities to get some supplies and leave.

"We never thought before that someone would be bold enough to go into the surrounding rooms and steal things!"

"Poor guy." Jiang Baimian spoke first, "Is he still in the hospital now? What is the guest in the room?"

Shen Kang thought for a while and said:

"I came back before martial law. Room 214. Why did I call you Wang? I can't remember clearly."

Jiang Baimian said "hmm" twice, pointed to the stairs and said:

"Wish him good luck, let's go back first."

She and Shang Jianyao said goodbye to Shen Kang and walked up the stairs, one step at a time.

When passing by the second floor, Jiang Baimian suddenly frowned and said to himself:

"What did I want to do just now?

"Why did I forget as soon as I turned around..."

After hearing this, Shang Jianyao recalled:

"I don't remember you mentioning it to me."

"Let's talk about it later." Jiang Baimian put the matter behind him.