When Jiang Baimian was thinking, Bai Chen, who was driving, said where he thought a real "priest" might haunt:
"After he smoked flag cigarettes, would he become addicted to it and often need to go to the port to buy it?"
"Judging from the long-term lack of sleep of a real 'priest', as long as the effect of similar items is good enough, he will definitely continue to use them." Long Yuehong echoed.
When Shang Jianyao heard the words, he sneered:
"But there are only five of us."
Jiang Baimian nodded:
"It is very likely that the real 'priest' will continue to buy flag cigarettes, but the problem is that there are many shops selling such cheap cigarettes in the port alone, and many people go to buy it every day, and the real 'priest' definitely It will not come forward in person, but will definitely 'hypnotize' passers-by and make them act as tools.
"We can't monitor so many stores at the same time, and it's difficult to identify who is the 'tool man' among the buyers."
"Yeah." Genova learned Long Yuehong's mantra at some point, "If the port area, including the entire Green Olive area, can be full of cameras like Tarnan, that would be great."
That way, you can hack into the municipal system, write programs, sift through surveillance footage, and use time and patience to find any clues about the real "priest."
"It really needs to be transformed here." Shang Jianyao agreed.
After a brief silence, Long Yuehong proposed a second possibility:
"Monitoring the residence of General Phokas
"Since you were insinuated there and were followed by the real 'priest' puppet, would the real 'priest' hide there, or often need to go there to communicate with the hidden 'anti-intellectualism' powerhouse
"As soon as we find a target that fits the character's characteristics, we let Lao Ge go to confirm it."
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said:
"It's an idea, but I don't think it's very likely.
"Since there are puppets, there is no need for a real 'priest' to communicate in person, just like using a fake 'priest' Sandel."
She deliberately continued:
"From the way a real 'priest' does things, he will only come out of the darkness and into the sunshine when he needs to do it himself."
"So, we need to find a target that a real 'priest' is likely to deal with personally?" Long Yuehong asked in cooperation.
Jiang Baimian nodded and said:
"The current focus of 'Anti-Intellectualism' should be to provoke infighting in the 'First City' and make the situation here chaotic.
"Now that they have taken the first step, we need to know who is the key person holding them back from the second step.
"This can be collected through the company's intelligence network to see who is working hard to maintain stability and suppress excessive behavior in the case of Elder Varro's involvement in collusion with the 'Salvation Army' and 'Anti-Intellectual Education', who are conservatives and The reformists will completely rip the barriers of face, or whose death will completely intensify the conflict."
Having said this, Jiang Baimian laughed:
"Once the corresponding target is locked, we may act as a free, secret bodyguard for a while.
"At that time, we will not be involved in the confrontation at the level of the 'Spiritual Corridor', but will just find an opportunity to give the real 'priest' a sap."
Slap clap, Shang Jianyao applauded.
He asked expectantly:
"Are we going to see that 'Garibaldi' again
"Will he switch to a better coffee shop this time?"
"Maybe it has become a restaurant?" Jiang Baimian replied with a smile.
Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly lit up.
…
Two days later, the fake "priest" Sandel sent a telegram, saying that he had reported the attack to the real "priest".
He felt that the real "priest" should be aware of it, and he might just be a "poison bait" by keeping himself.
In the process of secretly contesting with the real "priest", the "old tune group" became more cautious. They not only quietly moved back to the Ugo Hotel, but also rented a few extra rooms as a safe house.
They no longer send telegrams from where they live, for fear of being monitored by radio signals, locking their location, and going to a specific safe house every time to deal with this.
And near this safe house specially used for telegraphing, there is another safe house, whose function is to monitor whether the former is exposed and whether there are suspicious people around.
In similar fields, the "Old Tune Group" quickly accumulated enough experience.
This is a "subject" that Jiang Baimian and others have had contact with before, but it is not in-depth, and more of a "subject" on paper.
After letting the fake "Father" Sandel continue to hide, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao went out and went to the Silver Candle Cafe on Bliss Street in the Red Giant Wolf District as usual.
Yes, the intelligence agent "Garibaldi" still chose the old place.
Before going out, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao both did some camouflage, and the military green jeep completed a new round of painting at a refit factory that Bai Chen trusted, and it turned dark green.
This is quite different from what the real "priest" knows.
In fact, there were several "rootless" camps around the original city, but Fei Lin's "Sangzi" business group was not here for a while, and Jiang Baimian couldn't trust the other "rootless" teams.
In Silver Candle Cafe, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, who deliberately showed the temperament of a mercenary, each ordered a cup of coffee and sat in the old seat by the window and in the corner.
Bai Chen, Long Yuehong and Genava were not divided into three teams for fear of an accident, and all entered the same monitoring position.
When drinking inferior "Bucha" coffee, Shang Jianyao put forward an idea:
"Our height and our race are still too conspicuous in Primitive City, and even if we make a disguise, it is easy to impress others.
"How about we find the 'rootless' people to dye their hair? Hey, it's a pity that there are very few contact lenses that change the pupil color in the dust now."
Even ordinary contact lenses are produced in extremely low volumes.
- Ordinary people are short-sighted and short-sighted, and they simply do not have the ability to wear glasses. For middle-class people who live a little better, normal glasses are enough, and there is no need to pursue invisible ones.
Only the group of people standing at the top of the Ash Pyramid have the leisure, resources and motivation to pursue contact lenses.
"You can shave your head." Jiang Baimian held back his smile and put forward his own suggestion.
Shang Jianyao actually thought about it seriously.
"It's more conspicuous that way." Jiang Baimian quickly dismissed his thoughts.
To be honest, she couldn't imagine the bald front page of Shang Jianyao.
Although that might be stronger.
While the two were talking, a man wearing a thin black coat and a peaked cap, who was less than 1.75 meters tall, entered the Silver Candle Cafe.
He swept around quickly and chose to sit behind Jiang Baimian and the others.
When passing by Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian, the man took the opportunity to wipe his face with his right hand, and brought out a neatly folded piece of paper.
The piece of paper fell in front of Shang Jianyao, and he lightly raised his hand, completely covering it.
The man didn't seem to notice, and sat in the position he had chosen.
He is one of the intelligence officers of "Panga" in the first city, "Garibaldi".
This time, he did not introduce himself or ask, but patiently waited for Jiang Baimian to give new demands.
As for what he wanted to give back, it was all on those folded sheets of paper.
This includes the details of the assassination of the original city elder Sols by the real "priest", the test results of the cigarette butt, the current political situation of the original city and the respective roles of several key elders.
The latter two are used to analyze the next goal of "anti-intellectualism".
Jiang Baimian immediately picked up the cup, took a sip of coffee and said:
"Nothing else this time."
Her voice was deliberately suppressed, as if she didn't want to disturb other customers in the cafe.
Shang Jianyao immediately repeated it for her.
"Garibaldi" didn't leave right away. Like ordinary customers, he waited for his coffee and drank it slowly.
Jiang Baimian was also not in a hurry, and after a while, he unfolded the piece of paper handed by Shang Jianyao and quickly browsed it.
On the first page is the test result of that cigarette butt:
"Human saliva has been extracted... There is a mint component in saliva, which belongs to 'Ralfi' sugar by comparison. It contains the rhizome of the plant Ralfi, which can effectively refresh the mind and cause diarrhea to a certain extent. The original city is more popular (note: the diet structure of the original city can easily cause constipation and indigestion)... The DNA does not match all the samples in the laboratory database, and the identity cannot be determined... "
Seeing this, Jiang Baimian noticed that "Garibaldi" put down the cup and walked out of the cafe slowly.
She lowered her head and continued to read the information.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang from outside.
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao raised their heads abruptly and looked out the window, only to see a person falling to the street floor.
He was wearing a thin black coat with a peaked cap on his head.
"Garibaldi"!