Aino was startled:
"Ha, how is that possible
"It's the 'higher unintentional ones' that Tarnan has encountered over the years."
Before waiting for Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao to ask again, she inquired curiously:
"What happened in between?"
Madam Boss, you appear to be in your thirties, and you are almost forty, let alone actually, why are you acting so gossip? Jiang Baimian has mastered a lot of old-time vocabulary from Jiang Xiaoyue's related materials.
However, she can also understand that the nature of gossip has nothing to do with age, and the more idle people are, the more they love gossip.
"Actually, it's a series of things caused by a 'Dream Protector' from the 'Mirage Cult' who got 'innocence'..." Jiang Baimian said everything he could say, and only concealed a few key points.
Anyway, the proprietress is really willing to spend time, Jiang Xiaoyue will definitely be able to find out.
"Is that so..." Aino, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress, nodded, "It sounds like a ghost story, especially the last jump."
"Yes." Both Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong agreed.
If the "high-level unintentional person" chooses another method of suicide, they may not have this feeling yet, but like Jiang Xiaoyue, he jumped down from the upstairs, and it is inevitable that people will have a certain association.
"Anyway, you have to take half of the credit for solving this matter. I'll tell old man Gu later how I can get you some substantial rewards." Aino sat down again, looking at the computer screen and smiling. said.
Long Yuehong has always been a little curious about the relationship between the proprietress and President Gu, and couldn't help but ask:
"Ms. Aino, are you familiar with President Gu?"
"Familiar, why not? It's been so many years from the folks in the big hometown. If I say that I'm not familiar, do you believe it?" Timid, I'd rather miss than take a risk."
After chatting a few more times, the "Old Tune Group" took the elevator and returned to the second floor.
Ainotto looked at their backs being hidden by the elevator door, and slowly withdrew his gaze.
She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.
…
Inside a pink room full of teddy bears, lace dresses and all kinds of electronics.
Aino sat cross-legged on the bed, staring suspiciously at the scarlet door.
Behind her, at the head of the bed, hangs a huge decorative painting of a shimmering dark ocean and looming islands.
Aino jumped out of bed, walked to the door step by step, and held the brass-colored handle.
She twisted and pulled gently, and the scarlet door opened backwards.
Outside the door is a corridor with a thick dark yellow carpet, one room after another on either side of the corridor.
And no matter which end of the corridor you look at, there is no end in sight.
The countless rooms have vermilion wooden doors and old brass locks. Except for the difference in the golden house number, everything else is exactly the same.
Aino stepped into the corridor, glanced left and right, and swept his eyes from the "house number" that had no regularity.
Her body trembled at some point.
At this time, this section of the corridor was extremely quiet, and nothing happened.
A few seconds later, Aino turned around suddenly, walked back to the room, and closed the wooden door with a bang.
On her scarlet door, golden numbers identify its identity:
"506"
…
In Room 221, Long Yuehong saw Jiang Baimian move out of the transceiver.
"Team leader, don't you wait until the phone call with 'Yuannao' is over before reporting to the company?" He didn't hide his doubts.
Before, Genova has made it clear that when the "higher mindless" is finished and the intelligent robots and auxiliary robots who have fallen off the cliff are brought back, the "old tune group" and "source brain" can be arranged. "Called.
That's two or three days' work.
Jiang Baimian replied with a smile while writing the telegram draft:
"Although I don't think the Mirage Cult is like an organization that can do things like kill people, we can't be on guard."
"Well, you can't believe it blindly." Shang Jianyao regained his identity as an "honorary member" of the Vigilance Sect.
"This..." Long Yuehong suddenly became a little nervous.
While Jiang Baimian wrote quickly, he smiled and said:
"This kind of thing is mainly not afraid of 10,000, but just in case, so we still have to report our experience during this period.
"After that, if we suddenly have no news, the company at least knows where to look, right?"
After speaking casually, she suddenly froze, subconsciously glanced at Shang Jianyao, and found that his expression was normal and there was no change.
"Cough..." Jiang Baimian cleared his throat, "I wrote this, do you think there is a problem?"
She gave a quick read of her draft telegram.
After Bai Chen listened quietly, he frowned slightly and said:
"Would you say too little?"
Jiang Baimian's telegram draft only mentioned the origin, encounter, and ending of the "high-level unintentional person" and the fantasy where Jiang Xiaoyue committed suicide by jumping off a building, but did not mention the speculation, judgment, verification, and role of the "old-tone group".
Of course, this includes the numbers "five", "zero" and "three", but no corresponding interpretation is attached.
At the end of the telegram, Jiang Baimian also mentioned that he would be able to talk to "Yuannao" in two or three days.
"How much content can a telegram fit? When I return to the company, I will supplement it according to the situation when I write a task report." Jiang Baimian is already a veteran in this regard.
—The batch of computers they rescued was not mentioned when they last telegraphed to the company that they had arrived in Tarnan.
"It can be in the form of serialization." Shang Jianyao provided suggestions.
"They don't want to." Jiang Baimian answered briskly.
"They" refers to the employees of the Confidential Communications Section of the Ministry of Security.
Soon, Jiang Baimian translated the original telegram and sent it out.
When the "Old Tune Group" had eaten brunch and was about to catch up on sleep, "Pangu Creatures" replied with a telegram:
"... Well done... After talking with 'Yuan Nao', you can go back to the company to rest."
Listening to Jiang Baimian recite the last half of the sentence, Long Yuehong felt a little overjoyed.
They have been on the surface for months, from late autumn to late winter.
Counting the time required for the return journey, they will inevitably miss the most lively, grand and joyous festival of "Panga Creatures" every year - the New Year.
This makes Long Yuehong more homesick than usual.
Just when Long Yuehong wanted to say "finally", Shang Jianyao expressed his opinion:
"That's a little unlucky."
Also... Jiang Baimian suddenly wondered if there would be another accident in the middle.
Bai Chen glanced at Long Yuehong without a trace, quickly withdrew his gaze, and patted his face lightly.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Baimian asked curiously.
"The habit of wanderers in our wilderness." Bai Chen explained briefly, "If you say or hear unlucky things, you can just punch your mouth and pretend that this has never happened."
"Really?" Long Yuehong tried to imitate Bai Chen's actions.
Jiang Baimian asked again in doubt:
"Why haven't you done this before?"
It's not the first time that ominous words have appeared inside the "Old Tune Group".
Bai Chen was silent for two seconds:
"I didn't believe in things like good luck or bad luck before."
"..." Long Yuehong didn't know what to say.
…
After sleeping until the evening, the "old tune group" got up and went out to look for food.
Walking through the secluded alley, they arrived at the Riverside Avenue.
The street lights here are not very spaced apart, and they are all lit up, illuminating the street like daylight.
Under the lights, stalls opened one by one, mostly items recovered from the ruins of old world cities.
Preachers, choruses, dancers, and performers of balance, all gathered in one place, making the "Riverside Avenue" very lively.
This is just like what Shang Jianyao and the others saw when they arrived in Tarnan on the first night.
Recalling the emptiness and silence of the previous two days, Long Yuehong suddenly sighed:
"I kind of understand what our previous work was about..."
"Not bad." Jiang Baimian nodded with a smile.
Bai Chen's eyes flickered a little, and he didn't know what to think.
Shang Jianyao turned his head, looked at Long Yuehong, and said with a smile:
"So, do you want to save all mankind together?"
Long Yuehong didn't ignore it like the past few times, he hesitated a little.
He opened his mouth, but was stunned to see Shang Jianyao go to the other side, get into the group of "Glory Scales", and watch the "performance" excitedly.
The members of the "Scale of Glory" are walking around on stilts, showing their balance.
In addition to this, they also stack Arhats, make bicycles stand on one wheel, and in short, expound the teachings in various ways.
"Why is this like an acrobatic troupe..." Jiang Baimian whispered.
Shang Jianyao didn't watch for too long because his stomach didn't allow it.
- "Old tune group" is out to forage.
They walked all the way to the "Wild Pigeon" bar and pushed in the door.
Because many of the customers who came often were still in the hospital, the bar seemed very deserted, and only a few people gathered to play cards.
As soon as the boss Cai Yi saw Qian Bai's team coming in, he stood up and greeted the door. Long Yuehong was a little uncomfortable with his enthusiastic attitude and humble tone.
"Boss, you don't have to." Jiang Baimian also had a similar feeling.
Cai Yi rubbed his palms and said:
"Should! It should!
"If it weren't for you, don't say that this bar can't be opened, I have to say whether I am here or not.
"What to eat today? I'll ask!"
"It's just not canned, biscuits, or energy bars." Shang Jianyao requested.
Cai Yi laughed and said:
"No problem, I'll take down the frozen meat at home and show you my craft.
"By the way, President Gu said, everyone gathered some supplies in the past two days, exchanged for a pig, and then went back to set up a few tables in Nankeguan, and prepared pig-killing dishes. Thank you."
Long Yuehong's saliva suddenly became abundant.
"Okay." Jiang Baimian didn't refuse, but said a little embarrassedly, "Will it not be good to release Nan Keguan?"
Then, in a sacred and solemn religious place, is it not good to have a banquet and kill pigs
Cai Yi smiled:
"Zhou Guanzhu agreed, she said the sooner the better."
At this moment, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others flashed the same sentence in their minds:
"There are dreams everywhere, why take it seriously?"