The next morning, the "Old Tune Team" went straight to Hongshiji after breakfast and entered the police station.
In any case, they all felt that it would be better to solve Han Wanghuo's problem first.
- The longer this drags on, the more likely accidents will occur. For example, Weller was quick-mouthed and accidentally told other members of the town guard what he saw, causing the news that Han Wanghuo was the next person to spread throughout the Redstone Set.
If Han Wanghuo wasn't the next person, that's fine. If he was, it would be troublesome. Even if he didn't do anything to hurt Hongshiji, he might be forced to self-dissect to prove his innocence.
The "Old Tune Group" has had the experience of fighting side by side with him. Naturally, they still have a certain kind of goodwill, hoping to solve this problem well.
However, only Weller was sitting there in the police station.
"The Korean team didn't come?" Jiang Baimian asked.
Weller shook his head:
"He doesn't come to report on time every day. He still has a lot of things to do with the town guard. The war left a lot of problems before."
The simplest and most straightforward thing is that after so many people died, they had to appease their families and cheer for the rest of the town guard.
Jiang Baimian sensed it seriously and confirmed that no one else existed in the police station, so he asked in a low voice:
"You didn't show anything in front of him, did you?"
Weller recalled:
"It shouldn't be. My mental quality is still pretty good."
Yes, even dare to go to other people's beds and sleep with other people's wives... Long Yuehong has always been a little disliked by this playboy.
After a pause, Weller hissed:
"In the past two days, I subconsciously avoided him a little bit, and I didn't like to joke with him as much as I used to."
Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen looked at each other and asked solemnly:
"Where does the Korean team live?"
Weller stood up and pointed in one direction:
"On the north exit of the park. There were originally a few small buildings there, but later it collapsed to only one, and the Korean team lived in it. They said that it was relatively close to the Red Stone Set, so they could come over quickly if anything happened."
Jiang Baimian didn't say more, and took the three members of the "Old Tune Group" out of Hongshiji and drove to the north of the park.
Before long, they reached the exit and saw a row of single-family buildings hidden among the trees.
It's a pity that in the harsh winter, the branches and leaves of the trees are withered, and there is nothing to say about the scenery, and those buildings have either collapsed or damaged in many places, and only one is still intact.
Jiang Baimian glanced at it and found that there were no vehicles parked outside the dark blue building, and immediately frowned.
At this moment, a thought flashed in her heart, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong:
Does Han Wanghuo really have a problem and has fled in fear of crime
As the jeep drove to Han Wanggao's residence, Bai Chen looked at the ground and said:
"There are relatively fresh wheel tracks."
There was light rain last night, and some roads were very muddy.
"Han Wanghuo just left?" Long Yuehong heard what Bai Chen meant, "Team leader, do you want to turn around and chase now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao smiled:
"You really have no talent for hide and seek."
Long Yuehong glanced at this guy and asked thoughtfully:
"You mean, this is a trace of disguise
"Han Wanghuo drove the car for a certain distance, found a place where the road was dry, hid the car, and then sneaked back here, waited for the team chasing him to leave, and then ran in the opposite direction?"
Shang Jianyao made a fair comment:
"You also listen to a lot of radio programs."
Jiang Baimian said while driving:
"A reasonable guess, this is a possibility.
"Well, when we do the investigation, it's best not to change the target arbitrarily. Exclusion one by one is the most stable choice, otherwise it is easy to make the mistake of picking sesame seeds after losing the watermelon.
"Anyway, let's go to Han Wanghuo's house and look for him. If he's really gone, we'll follow the car mark."
Soon, the jeep drove to the front of the three-story building.
Jiang Baimian sighed as soon as he got out of the car:
"There are people inside, and the car marks are indeed suspicious.
"It seems that Han Wanghuan has rich anti-tracking experience. Well, he should have more than one car."
While speaking, Shang Jianyao walked to the small building, bent his fingers, and knocked on the door.
The sound of dong dong dong swayed, but no one responded.
After knocking three times in a row, Shang Jianyao stretched out his right hand and pushed open the unlocked door.
"When did you find out that it was unlocked?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise and amusing, holding an assault rifle.
Shang Jianyao glanced at him:
"Before knocking."
"..." Long Yuehong was dumbfounded for a while, "I understand, the sense of ritual, right?"
"You are wrong, today's Shang Jianyao is not yesterday's Shang Jianyao, this time it is polite." Shang Jianyao explained seriously.
This guy's condition seems to be getting a little worse... Long Yuehong stopped answering the call, followed Jiang Baimian, crossed Shang Jianyao, and walked into the small building.
Jiang Baimian stopped in the hall, looked in the direction of the kitchen, and shouted loudly:
"Come out."
This time, there was still no response.
Shang Jian Yao applauded and said with a smile:
"Hide-and-seek is to have concentration, and you can't get out of it with a single trick."
After speaking, he jumped into the kitchen, squatted in front of the locker, and tapped three times.
The next second, the locker door opened, and Han Wanghuo, who had two scars on his face, huddled inside and pointed a pistol at Shang Jianyao.
Shang Jianyao followed his good deeds and played the role of a prisoner dutifully:
He raised his hands, stood up slowly, and stepped back a little.
Han Wanghuo drilled out, swept his eyes with yellowish white eyes, lowered his muzzle and said:
"It turned out to be you... I thought it would be Weller leading the town guard to surround this area."
"We took on a mission." Jiang Baimian's attitude was calm and his voice was as usual.
"The task of arresting me?" Han Wanghuo smiled, a bit bitter.
Jiang Baimian shook his head:
"The task is very simple, it is to find you and ask you a question."
Han Wanghuo was silent for a few seconds and said:
"what is the problem?"
At this moment, he seemed to be waiting for the final judgment.
Jiang Baimian looked at his yellowish white eyes and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you second person?"
Han Wanghuo's expression suddenly became a little strange, he looked disappointed and relieved.
He laughed, looked around and said:
"Yeah, I'm the next person."
After speaking, he pushed up the left sleeve tube, exposing his arm.
From the middle of the arm, amber scales protruded, they were not so dense, and they were intertwined with the strange lumps of skin.
Han Wanghuo immediately smiled and said:
"A wandering subhuman who doesn't even have a tribe."
Speaking of which, his expression suddenly distorted:
"But, isn't the next person not human
"According to this classification, are the Red River people and the Grey people not human?"
"It's human." Shang Jianyao said something.
Han Wanghuo didn't expect to get a positive reply, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
After a few seconds, he slowly exhaled:
"Actually, I can understand why the murlocs and the mountain monsters have to fight back to the Redstone Collection and seize this place. Although there should be few of them who have really experienced the destruction of the old world and have memories of their hometowns, but for them, The lakeside on this side of the ruined city is a symbol of their normal life as human beings, and it is the sustenance of all beauty and persistence.
"If they just give up and don't pass on the belief of fighting back here from generation to generation, then maybe in a few generations, their younger generations will accept the fact that they are monsters and forget that they should be human..."
After listening quietly, Shang Jianyao seemed to want to take off the tactical backpack, but he finally held back. Jiang Baimian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't organize the language for a short time.
The words flashed in Long Yuehong's mind again:
What a fucking world!
At this time, Bai Chen suddenly said:
"Then why do you stand on the opposite side of them? You also said that you killed a lot of murlocs and mountain monsters."
Han Wangsuo was stunned for a moment, then showed a self-deprecating expression:
"Probably because I've always thought of myself as human. In the years before my parents died, they kept telling me that we were humans, humans with strange diseases.
"Later, I started wandering on the dusty soil, looking forward to getting along with humans every time, but once they discovered my secret, they would look at me with strange eyes, like they were looking at a monster. Here, Better, just stop contacting me, almost, even want to hunt me.
"In order to be a good human being, I found a lot of books left over from the old world and asked myself according to the above.
"Sometimes I'm afraid, but I still have to bravely rush to save people. Sometimes I really want to get all the valuable things into my own hands, but in the end I choose to make a fair distribution. Sometimes I I obviously wish that person died, but because he didn't commit any crimes, I had to endure it. Sometimes I couldn't control myself. Justify them, organize them, and lead by example."
Having said that, Han Wanghuo's eyes lost focus:
"Once, a mountain monster discovered my secret before he died. He looked at me and said something to me:
"You are so selfish..."
"Haha." Han Wanghuo laughed, a little crazy, "Yes, I'm very selfish, all I do is to be treated as a human being and to gain recognition, but I have done so much. , after paying so much, in the end, I still only hear the word 'second person'."
His eyes swept across the masks of Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others, and his tone was full of sarcasm:
"If human beings have a standard for identification, it is compared to Herwig and Ankhbas who can sell weapons to hostile groups for profit, compared to those who cower and are still holding back when the enemy invades, compared to even the most basic ones. The vigilant sect believers who can't give their trust, I think I'm pretty good at 'being a man', even though I'm forcing myself a lot of the time, but I'm always demanding myself by human standards."
Han Wanghuo laughed again, and laughed loudly:
"Yes, I am a second person, I am a second person, but I am more like a person than most people in this town and this world!"
Jiang Baimian didn't know how to respond at all, and she even regretted asking the previous question.
At this moment, Shang Jianyao took two steps forward, looked at Han Wanghuo, and said silently:
"I don't know what to say, so let's dance for you."
After speaking, he did a few dance moves, then turned his head and left.