"Is this a direct memory modification?" Jiang Baimian supported his right elbow with his left hand, and put the five fingers of his right hand between his mouth and nose.
Shang Jianyao replied seriously:
"I haven't compared people who have been hypnotized to people whose memories have been altered, so I can't say for sure."
Huh, now it's a serious business meeting... Jiang Baimian sat there, thinking and said:
"If some people in the Zhao family are indeed related to the 'anti-intellectualism' assassination of Xu Liyan, then the real 'priest' may have done it himself. However, with his prudence, he should not be in the manor, but Hide somewhere nearby and watch everything quietly."
Shang Jianyao took the exact same action as Jiang Baimian:
"Then how do you explain that Zhao Shouren and the others have tampered with their memories?"
"Maybe he appeared when he first took control of the manor, and then he only left a fake 'priest'-style puppet." Jiang Baimian felt provoked, and detailed his speculation, "Those who entered the manor to investigate People, what they encounter should not be modified memory, but 'hypnosis'. Those who hide outside and observe, because they are not found, will naturally not be affected. "
Before waiting for Shang to see Yao's question, she discovered another problem herself:
"But what exactly do 'anti-intellectualism' want to do? If they plan to use the Zhao family manor as a stronghold and draw benefits from it, they should not do so absolutely. In this matter, the most important point is not to arouse the Zhao family's patriarch. Doubt, in that case, follow-up investigations will follow one after another, which is very unfavorable for them to be dormant. If it were me, I would definitely deduct part of it and turn it over to make a reasonable loss.
"If they just want to invade and expand the sect, this method is not smart. If it is me, I will directly modify the memory of the corresponding personnel, sell a few manors in the shortest time, and then walk away and change someone. Come forward and use the money from selling the manor to buy another manor in an open and honest way..."
Having said that, Jiang Baimian noticed that Shang Jianyao's eyes had become strange when he looked at him, and suddenly "uh", he subconsciously maintained the glorious image of the team leader:
"I just put myself in the perspective of the villain to analyze the problem, I don't really want to do it, bah, I mean, I usually don't even have this kind of thinking, I just brought this kind of scene into it. It will be strictly logical to reason about what will happen."
Shang Jianyao nodded:
"Look at my mouth."
After speaking, he opened his mouth several times without making a sound.
"I don't understand lip language!" Jiang Baimian said angrily.
That's what she said, but she actually moved her mouth, as if to restore Shang Jianyao's performance just now.
"Anti-intellectualism? You want to say 'anti-intellectualism'?" Jiang Baimian tentatively gave the answer.
Shang Jianyao showed a gratified smile and applauded:
"bingo!"
"What do you mean, it's not surprising that 'anti-Intellectualism' has no IQ?" Jiang Baimian shook his head in disapproval, "According to the teachings of 'anti-Intellectualism', senior management must keep their heads up. , thinking on behalf of the congregation, it should be smarter, um, a real 'priest' is an example."
Shang Jianyao said solemnly:
"Stupidity is contagious."
"Show me your proof!" Jiang Baimian retorted subconsciously.
Shang Jianyao immediately said:
"look… "
"Stop!" Jiang Baimian stopped him directly, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said his guess, "I think the 'anti-intellectualism' wants to use the Zhao family manor as a stronghold to plan some things, this should be a This is a short-term behavior, so there is no need to consider the issue of exposure, and it can be quick and quick.”
"Where are they printing flyers?" Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up.
He seems to be interested in the "anti-intellectual" leaflet full of typos.
Jiang Baimian got up from the edge of the bed in the room, walked towards the door, and replied:
"Maybe."
Shang Jianyao followed her to stand up and walked out step by step.
"Why don't you ask me where I'm going?" Jiang Baimian asked with a smile after reaching out to hold the door handle.
Shang Jian Yao sternly replied:
"I'm not Long Yuehong."
"Then tell me where I'm going and what do I want to do?" Jiang Baimian asked with a smile.
Shang Jianyao thought for a while and said:
"I have to pay more!"
Jiang Baimian's eyebrows moved slightly, and he smiled slightly surprised:
"Since it involves 'anti-intellectualism', I really need to talk to Congressman Zhao, so that he can be mentally prepared for the possible premium in the future, and also see what help he can find in the first city, preferably someone A powerful figure who detests 'anti-intellectualism'."
If the final evaluation result is that the degree of danger is very high, she will consider giving up directly. After all, "anti-intellectualism" is also a major force, and it is not a wise thing to provoke such a group of lunatic without IQ when it has nothing to do with the main task. .
At this time, Shang Jianyao inexplicably said a sentence:
"I don't know if the 'melting pot sect' has anything to do with 'anti-intellectualism'."
Jiang Baimian said "um":
"I won't go directly to Lanster, we'll go back and send a telegram to Congressman Zhao."
After speaking, she twisted the handle and opened the door.
The two went all the way down, said goodbye to Lanster, and returned to the jeep.
Looking sideways at the harvest bathroom, Jiang Baimian said sincerely:
"Steaming like this, taking a bubble bath, it's really comfortable. I feel that my body is a lot more relaxed. Well, I must bring Xiaobai and the others to try it later."
Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became embarrassed, as if he was thinking hard.
Without waiting for Jiang Baimian to ask, he took the initiative to say:
"Can Gnavar take a steam bath?"
"I don't know that..." Jiang Baimian is not so good at robots.
The jeep slowly started and drove into the city's main road, but it did not return to the green olive area northwest of the original city, but went straight to the southernmost exit of the Jinmaisui area.
"It's still early. We can observe the surrounding environment of Zhao's Manor. We don't do any investigation, we are only familiar with the terrain." Jiang Baimian explained casually.
Their jeeps were newly refitted after the turmoil in Weed City, so there's no need to worry about "anti-intellectualism" recognizing them.
Shang Jianyao heard the words and sighed:
"It's a pity that Xiaohong didn't follow."
You mean that simple familiar terrain could develop into direct conflict if Xiaohong is around? You look down on Xiaohong too much, wasn't it okay for so many days before? Jiang Baimian gave up his rebuttal as his thoughts turned.
…
At early three o'clock in the afternoon, the jeep returned to the Ugo Hotel and stopped at the place where it was yesterday.
Glancing at the extra gray off-road nearby, Jiang Baimian said with a smile:
"Xiao Bai and the others should have returned."
Shang Jianyao carefully checked the condition of the off-road vehicle, and said with a sigh of relief or regret:
"No bullet holes."
Jiang Baimian ignored him, turned around and walked into the hotel.
In the hall, no one was at the front desk, and the wooden door of the room behind it was tightly closed.
Jiang Baimian frowned slightly, and Shang Jian Yao had already rushed over, as if he wanted to enter the front desk and pretend to be the hotel owner.
Hey... Jiang Baimian didn't dare to shout loudly, but quickened his pace, trying to catch up with Shang Jianyao, not giving him a chance to play freely.
The two walked around the reception desk one after the other, and Jiang Baimian reached out to stop Shang Jianyao's follow-up behavior.
At this moment, she heard the sound of humming from behind the closed wooden door.
It was like a beast wailing and growling.
All the expressions on Jiang Baimian's face disappeared instantly, she turned her ears to the side, trying her best to listen to the movement in that room.
In her induction, there was only the electrical signal of a large creature inside.
He He's voice rang twice again, and then disappeared completely.
There was silence behind the wooden door.
Jiang Baimian's heart moved, and he winked at Shang Jianyao, and then he quietly exited the front desk area and returned to the hall.
Shang Jianyao imitated her appearance and retreated faster away from the room.
As soon as the two of them got together again and took the gesture of walking towards the stairs, the wooden door creaked open.
The hotel owner, Hugo, walked out. His blond hair and linen shirt were slightly damp, as if he had sweated a lot. His slightly wrinkled, tanned face was a little pale.
He glanced at Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, and asked slowly:
"Is there a problem?"
Shang Jianyao immediately replied:
"You have to keep people at the front desk. It's easy to be patronized by thieves."
Ugo nodded:
"Don't worry, I know all the thieves in this area."
"It seems that we are overthinking." Jiang Baimian pulled Shang Jianyao away with a smile.
After returning to the second floor, Jiang Baimian turned his head to look at Shang Jianyao, and asked in a low voice:
"Did you pass by when you noticed something abnormal inside?"
Shang Jianyao shook his head:
"I want to help him keep the front desk for a while."
Jiang Baimian was speechless.
The two quickly returned to room 202, and after a short rest, they waited for Bai Chen, Long Yuehong and Genova to knock on the door.
After sharing today's experience, Jiang Baimian smiled and breathed a sigh of relief:
"At least recently I don't have to worry about living without money.
"Well, tomorrow I will take 100 Ole as a deposit to redeem the individual rocket launchers. In Primal City, I still have to try my best to ensure sufficient firepower."
100 ore certainly can't buy a brand new vehicle, but as a deposit for an off-road vehicle over seventy years old that has obviously undergone major repairs, it is enough.
After finalizing this matter, Long Yuehong asked hesitantly:
"Do you really want to care about 'anti-intellectualism'?"
"If we don't care, maybe there will be a drastic change like Weed City, and we will be involved." It was Bai Chen who answered.
Jiang Baimian was a little surprised by this, but he didn't make fun of it.
She also thinks so, after all, "anti-intellectualism" always likes to do some bad things that affect a large number of people.
Of course, it depends on the degree of danger in the end. If it is too dangerous, you can consider reporting it to the relevant departments of the original city.
Shang Jianyao then smiled and said:
"It is everyone's responsibility to fight cults!"
Dangdang, Genova applauded.
Shang Jian Yao greeted him again and again and thanked him for his support.
After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian looked at Bai Chen and asked seriously:
"What else do you know about the owner of this hotel?"