"The target of 'anti-intellectualism' is not the two of them, right?" Long Yuehong asked not too sure after reading the information projected by Genava.
He felt that there were still too many choices. After all, under the premise of the intensification of the contradiction between the reformists and the conservatives, the assassination of any elder on the two sides, or a powerful figure who did not enter the Senate may lead to the outbreak of infighting, just like throwing a bucket into a bucket. A lighted match was lost in the gunpowder.
Jiang Baimian thought about it and said:
"Definitely more, but I'm more inclined to 'anti-Intellectualism' target is General Phocas.
"Shang Jianyao and I received hints at the general's mansion that the 'anti-Intellectualism' had already infiltrated there to a certain extent, and that General Phokas was either their man or the next target.
"Well, it's unlikely that Inspector Alexander is the target of the 'Anti-Intellectual Cult'. He is one of the two giants of the 'First City', and the protection he receives must be the highest level. Even if the 'Anti-Intellectual Cult' dispatches all eight elders, most They can't succeed. Their only hope is that there are traitors around Alexander, and there are internal ghosts, and this is not something we can intervene. Even if they want to secretly act as free bodyguards, there is a high probability that they will be discovered and arrested as 'anti-intellectualism' accomplices .
"As for the other elders, the sensation of death and the various reactions it brought are not as good as General Phocas. Moreover, we are short of manpower and cannot cover everything, so we can only choose the most likely one, and leave the rest to the company. Let's see if it will pay off."
After listening, Shang Jianyao smiled and said:
"This is fate."
This time, Long Yuehong probably understood what he meant:
The "Old Tune Team", who had no intention of returning to General Phocas' mansion, had to monitor the place again.
At that time, if there is any celebration feast, Shang Jianyao will definitely not miss it.
Jiang Baimian ignored Shang Jian Yao, nodded and said:
"Then formulate a plan to monitor General Phokas's mansion. The first premise is that it cannot be detected by 'anti-Intellectualism' people, nor by the general's security personnel."
"The point is the public toilets in that area!" Shang Jianyao made a serious suggestion.
"Ah?" When Long Yuehong was a little dazed, Jiang Baimian, Bai Chen, and Genava turned their heads at the same time, looking at the projected page of information.
That's a test report for a cigarette butt.
The saliva extracted from it contains an ingredient called "Ralfi" sugar.
It is a cheap candy made from the grass roots and stems of the red stone set nicknamed "white food", and mint. It is not too sweet, but it is very refreshing and sober.
The only problem is that it will cause a certain degree of diarrhea, which is equivalent to "free eating" for people to eat, and this is a negative effect. It is very popular in the original city where the diet structure is prone to constipation and indigestion.
—Those low-level citizens who could not afford "Ralfi" candy would regularly eat a herbal root called "rhubarb" and make it on the dinner table as a stew. This is similar to the effect of "free eating", but it is relatively soft.
Therefore, in order to refresh the mind, the real "priest" will often smoke flag cigarettes and eat "Ralfi" candy, and may suffer from diarrhea for a long time.
As disgusting and hilarious as it sounds, monitoring the public restrooms in the block around General Phokas's mansion might really pay off.
When Long Yuehong suddenly realized, Shang Jianyao had already imagined the scene:
"When I rushed into the toilet, the real 'priest' had already taken off his pants, squatted there with his bare buttocks, and could only stare at me."
Long Yuehong fantasized about it, and felt that the real "priest" might commit suicide in shame.
"Be careful of being hypnotized by looking at each other." Honest Genava didn't understand Shang Jianyao's humor.
…
After two days, the "Old Tune Team" that had prepared the arrangement went to the wolf's den again before formally monitoring the surrounding area of General Phokas's mansion, and handed over the remainder of the gray earth language introductory textbook to Su Na and others.
"Study hard, there are people on the dust who died tragically because they wanted to master language and knowledge." Bai Chen looked at these women and reminded in a cold tone.
She didn't say the person who was "anti-intellectual", that is, the real priest who made the "wolf's den" almost blow up before. She hated normal people who wanted to think and learn. This was because she was worried that they were not completely stable. Women with insecure heels.
"Mmmm." Suna nodded vigorously, "Actually, we don't think it's hard to learn a language. We can master words and characters little by little, and understand part of other people's meaning without a translator. We are very, very happy."
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said:
"This is the best. I think your fast food restaurant is almost ready, and the corresponding ingredients can be solved the day after tomorrow at the latest."
Tomorrow is the day to hand over the left bank estate.
When trading arms with Lehman, Jiang Baimian will add an additional clause: within three years, no matter who the manor is transferred to, the output of the manor must be sold to Suna and their fast food restaurant at the lowest price that only makes a profit.
After three years, Su Na and the others were either unable to operate in the original city, moved to other places, or changed their livelihoods, or they had already established a firm foothold.
Suna and the others couldn't help but exchange a few words about this, full of expectations.
Seeing that the "Old Tune Group" was about to leave, Su Na remembered something and said quickly:
"Ogg seems to be looking for you for something."
"Auger?" Jiang Baimian repeated the name.
This is the former boss of the "Wolf Den" and the backbone of the "Black Shirt Party".
With a thick beard and no longer a little fat, Oger just came out of the toilet when he saw Shang Jianyao with a smile on his face.
For some unknown reason, he shuddered and hurriedly put on a smile and said:
"good morning."
"I heard that you have something to call us?" Shang Jianyao's representative Jiang Baimian asked.
Auger nodded hurriedly:
"Yes. In fact, the second boss of Terence came to you, saying that he had information on the 'Sacred Desire' sect and asked you to meet him."
The second boss is a specific title for the "Black Shirt Party", which is somewhat equivalent to the deputy leader in the gray people organization, but has greater autonomy and is more like a partner.
Information on the "Sacred Desire" sect? Jiang Baimian didn't say much, nodded and said:
"it is good."
Out of the "wolf's den", she suddenly smiled and said:
"Really 'priest' is really haunted."
"Is there a problem with Terence?" Bai Chen asked keenly.
Jiang Baimian looked back at the "wolf's den":
"Since the real 'priest' has been here, it is impossible for him to not notice that the relationship between Ao Ge and the gray women such as Suna is not right, and with the performance of his ability to tamper with memory, he can easily figure out that Ao Ge and the others belong to' Blackshirts', under Terrance, became what he is now because of what happened.
"So, Shang Jianyao's 'reasoning clown' ability should have been exposed by the real 'priest'.
"And it's such a coincidence that Terence suddenly wants to see us at such a time."
She paused and said:
"I suspect that Terrence's 'reasoning clown' effect has been quietly broken by the real 'priest'. He is now very awake, and he has gathered the strong men of the 'Black Shirts' and the clergy of the 'Beyond Spirituality' order. Set a trap for us and get revenge."
"Then, what should I do?" Long Yuehong was most afraid that the team leader said that he would take the plan and eat the opponent, and he was afraid that he would do nothing, and the "wolf's den" would be taken over by the "black shirt party" again.
Jiang Baimian smiled and looked at Shang Jianyao:
"Let's have a chat with him."
…
In the Red Giant Wolf District, in a cafe that can make a phone call, Shang Jianyao, disguised, picked up the receiver and dialed the number of Terence's house.
The person who answered the phone was a member of the "Black Shirt Party", and he quickly found Terence, the second boss of the "Black Shirt Party" and a member of the "Beyond Spirituality" sect.
"It's me, Zhang Qubing." Shang Jianyao reported his name directly.
Terence was silent for two seconds, then said with a smile:
"When are you coming over as a guest? I miss you very much, and I have something to communicate with you."
Shang Jianyao asked without concealment:
"Do you not trust me anymore?"
Terence was silent again.
Shang Jianyao smiled nonchalantly:
"I know who is provoking the relationship between us. You must be clear that he is an 'anti-Intellectualist' and has deep cooperation with the 'Sacred Desire' sect."
Terence did not speak.
Shang Jianyao continued:
"If you change your mind, you can send a telegram to this frequency band at this time tonight, and we'll call back as appropriate..."
After repeating the specific time and frequency band twice, he hung up the phone with a snap, and walked out of the cafe, which was closely monitored by the other four members of the "Old Tunes Team".
At nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, who had left the area around General Fucas' mansion in turn, returned to the resting place and turned on the transceiver.
—The monitoring position they chose was quite far from the residence of General Phocas, so as not to be discovered by the security personnel of the other party, and they mostly relied on the height of the building, telescopes, and Genova for observation.
Before long, a telegram came in:
"The 'Holy Desire' sect has been active in the recent tensions in the 'First City' and is suspected to be deeply involved. If you agree to cooperate, I hope to see each other. The specific time, place, and method are up to you."