Regarding Shang Jianyao's answer, Long Yuehong didn't know where to slander, so she could only say with a little disbelief:
"Don't you think the look you describe is scary?"
"So what? That's also a human being." Shang Jianyao began to give an example, "Do you think a person is scary because he has no nose, no ears, and no eyelids?"
Long Yuehong imagined for a moment and nodded:
"meeting."
It seems that Shang Jianyao found out that there is a certain generation gap between himself and his friends, so he had to change an example:
"Do you think he's scary just because he's only 1.75 meters tall, looks average, and has average grades?"
Long Yuehong couldn't figure out for a while whether Shang Jianyao was serious about giving an example, or whether he started a daily joke, and said angrily and funny:
"Can this be the same?"
"Stop!" Jiang Baimian stopped the "debate" between the two and yawned, "In the middle of the night, continue to sleep."
"Team leader, aren't you worried that the next person just now returned with his companions?" Long Yuehong felt that it was necessary to keep watch until dawn.
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"Well, I'm getting more and more cautious.
"Although this is the core area of the redstone set, it is unlikely that there will be a terrible attack without warning, but given the situation here is more complicated than I imagined, the Grey Whisperers, the Red River People, the alien smugglers, the ruin hunters, the second people , Vigilant sects, 'underground ark'... Ha, it's become a hodgepodge of 'rootless' business groups, and it is indeed necessary to take turns on duty at night.
"But, don't be too tense. It's enough to work alone at night. Just pay attention to whether there is any big movement."
"Yes, team leader!" Long Yuehong responded immediately.
…
The next morning, the four of the "Old Tune Team" entered the Red Stone Set still in high spirits, and came to the police station again before visiting the housekeeper of the DiMarco family.
"What did you guys seem to encounter in the middle of the night last night?" Han Wangsuo asked calmly.
He didn't hide the fact that Redstone set some surveillance on the hotel camp.
Jiang Baimian, who was wearing a delicate monk mask, said with a smile:
"I was thinking about how to start the conversation and ask where the fish-like second person came from."
"Do they sing lullabies in the middle of the night?" Shang Jianyao added a question enthusiastically.
Long Yuehong first thought this question was a bit strange, but after a little thought, he understood:
Shang Jianyao connected the monster with a human head and a fish body and singing beautiful songs in the radio story with the next person who was deformed by the fish.
As for why it is a lullaby, Long Yuehong has no way of understanding.
Han Wanghuo was even more confused, so he directly ignored Shang Jianyao's question, and said "um":
"These are the second people living on certain islands in the Lake of Fury, and we generally call them murlocs."
Bai Chen thought of the next people in Black Rat Town, and had no doubts about the name of the redstone set.
Han Wangshou continued:
"These subhumans first came from fishermen in some places near the lake. When the old world was destroyed, due to the pollution of some areas and the corresponding water sources, they were distorted and gradually became what they are now."
Hearing this, Long Yuehong suddenly had some doubts:
"Why are the directions of their distortions so uniform?"
This unscientific!
Again, this is not a qualitative and quantitative distortion induction experiment.
Han Wanghuo glanced at Jiang Baimian, and seeing that she did not speak, he explained casually:
"There were a lot of aberrations, and most died within days and months.
"Among the rest, murlocs are the most suitable species for the environment of Angry Lake. They can reproduce, dive very deep, find unpolluted undercurrents, and get enough food from the lake, and gradually become this area. One of the two major mainstreams, the others, except for the mountain monsters, will become extinct at some point."
"Mountain monster?" Jiang Baimian keenly caught another word.
Han Wanghuo pointed to the north and said:
"Didn't you go to church
"There is a mountain range to the north, and there is also a sub-human of the ethnic group. They look a lot more normal than the murlocs, but their skin is a bit blue and their teeth are sharper. Climbing the cliffs is as easy as we take the road of ruins."
Jiang Baimian asked with great interest:
"Why did they not get eliminated naturally and became one of the mainstream in this area?"
Han Wangshou was a little confused:
"I am not very sure.
"I'm not an academic who studies this."
He recalled and said:
"The people from the Redstone Collection only told me where these subhumans are strong and how to deal with them, but they didn't say anything else, but when I was a 'Relic Hunter' before, I protected a researcher who came from the 'First City' , he told me that mountain monsters are very resistant to certain pollution..."
Jiang Baimian suddenly realized, took out the paper and pen in his pocket, and wrote down this point.
This made Han Wanghuo stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said:
"I always feel that you are not like pure relic hunters, but closer to researchers and investigators."
When speaking, he glanced at Shang Jianyao.
His subconscious was to get this guy out of the way.
Shang Jianyao immediately stated that Han Wanghuo's statement was unacceptable:
"What kind of purity are you talking about
"If it's building walls, painting, being a teacher, picking up trash, we're really not pure."
Han Wanghuo's intuition told him that he couldn't continue arguing with this guy, otherwise the scene might get out of hand, so he turned his attention to Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen.
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"Relic hunters always pick up tasks when they have a task, so naturally they understand a lot and know the importance of recording information."
After she finished perfunctory, she turned to ask:
"The relationship between murlocs, mountain monsters and your redstone sets doesn't seem to be harmonious?"
"Do you think they volunteered to live in places with harsh environments such as islands in the lake and deep in the mountains?" Han Wang sighed, "Since the 'underground boat' opened, the pollution in most parts of the city has basically subsided. was kicked out of his home."
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:
"You seem to have some sympathy for them?"
"My personality is like this." Han Wanghuo explained briefly, "But it doesn't affect my organization of a team to protect the Redstone Collection. I don't know how many murlocs and mountain monsters died under my gun."
Having said this, he thoughtfully said to himself:
"There are murlocs sneaking into the hotel camp... They're getting a little bit of a move again..."
After speaking to himself, Han Wangho reminded the "Old Tune Group":
"The fish have scales on their surface, and it is difficult for a small-caliber gun to cause too much damage to them, so you have to be careful.
"Even if it's an ordinary gun, if it doesn't directly blow their heads, it's better to have another shot."
"Thank you." Jiang Baimian responded instead of the whole group.
Leaving the police station, at exactly nine o'clock, they went straight to the "Visa Trading Company" on the fifth floor of the Red Stone Set.
Unlike other places, not everyone is hiding here, and there is still a lady sitting behind the wooden platform near the door.
She wore a ferocious green ghost mask, as if trying to appease her inner fear.
"We're looking for Mr. Carl, we made an appointment yesterday." Jiang Baimian walked over and said with a smile.
The lady was highly tense, as if she would find a place to hide if there was a slight disturbance.
She reluctantly said:
"Mr. Carl said, you go directly to the innermost office."
Jiang Baimian grabbed Shang Jianyao and stopped him from adding fuel to the fire. Bai Chen nodded to the lady, indicating that she should not be so vigilant.
Carl's office is very simple, but it makes Long Yuehong and others feel very friendly.
This is similar to the mid-level offices of many departments of Pangea:
A shelf for folders and books, a desk, a set of sofas, a pot of green plants and a few back chairs.
The only difference is that there is an iron-black safe.
Carl was not wearing a mask like yesterday, and his slightly gray hair was neatly combed back.
At this moment, he was sitting there with his back straight, as if he had always been.
"Aren't you a follower of the vigilance sect?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously before Jiang Baimian.
Undoubtedly, he switched to the Red River language.
Carl calmly said:
"I'm wary about Mr.
For this reason, you can ignore your vigilance.
Jiang Baimian immediately stepped forward, smiled and said:
"Don't waste your time, I'll just say it.
"Do you have a military exoskeleton? We want to buy one."
Carl pondered for a few seconds and said:
"If this kind of material is not ordered in advance by major customers, we will definitely stay for our own use.
"Mr DiMarco is very vigilant about his safety and doesn't mind paying a premium for something like that."
He politely declined the request of the four opposite.
"Is that so..." Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry for the time being, and instead asked, "Mr. Carl, what do you know about the looting of Hewig's arms?"
Carl shook his head:
"I am not sure.
"I was in the 'underground ark' at the time, and the next day I learned of such a thing."
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"Then who do you think his death is related to?"
"Too many." Carl's expression sank, "This is a greedy and brutal villain who even sells weapons to murlocs and mountain monsters, causing countless unnecessary deaths and injuries, and there are others who hate him and hate him all over the place. Redstone set."
Having said this, Carl's voice became cold:
"Moreover, in order to monopolize the arms business, he also incited the townspeople to be hostile to the 'underground ark'.
"His death must be a gift from Zhi Sui to us."
For this reason, Jiang Baimian stopped asking more questions, said goodbye politely, and took Shang Jianyao and others out of the Red Stone Collection.
For the rest of the morning, they drove jeeps around the ruins of the city leisurely, recording the topographical features of many areas.
As lunch approached, they headed back to the entrance of the Redstone Collection.
The vehicle was driving, and Jiang Baimian's eyes in the passenger seat suddenly solidified.
She, who has been habitually observing the situation outside, saw a familiar flash of fire in the middle of a building in the distance!
"Left!" Jiang Baimian only had time to shout such a word.
Bai Chen had a tacit understanding, and turned the steering wheel to the left all the way.
A shell flew out of the bazooka and headed straight for the jeep.
The attack came suddenly.