In the dark night, the first city, Westport.
It is connected to the green olive area, and is full of warehouses for storing goods, patrolled by special port guards.
Terrence didn't expect that not long after he sent the telegram, he received a call from Zhang Qubing, asking him to meet at Pier 3 in Westport at 10:30 tonight, without any entourage.
This simply does not give people a chance to breathe and prepare.
The bloated, full-faced, brown-haired, blue-eyed gang leader and sect member parked his black car before entering Yangang Avenue and walked to the meeting place according to Qian Bai's team's instructions.
- Through the relationship of the "Black Shirt Party", he obtained the registration information and mission records of Shang Jianyao and others in the Hunter Guild, and determined that this was a fairly powerful team of unknown origin.
Terrence glanced left and right, suspecting that one or several of Zhang Qubing, Xue Yuexue and others were in a certain building along Gang Avenue, at the height of a warehouse on the wharf, or somewhere in a container yard. place, quietly watching yourself, to see if someone is secretly following.
Fortunately, Terence didn't have any ill-conceived plans this time, and walked in a magnanimous manner.
Given his weight, it was inevitable that he was a little out of breath after such a long journey. He managed to avoid the patrolling port guards and came to Pier 3.
He looked around, but did not find the target's figure, restrained his temper, and started to wait.
About seven or eight minutes later, the two figures approached along the road that Terence had walked.
Terence didn't notice until they were only forty or fifty meters apart, turned around and looked over.
Under the moonlight, the familiar faces of Zhang Qubing and Xue Yueyue came into his eyes.
"Happy cooperation." Shang Jianyao said that Terence was stunned.
It took him more than ten seconds to regain his thoughts, and responded with a smile:
"Hopefully we can work together happily."
"You are a top-ranked gang organization in the original city platoon, and a secret sect serving Zhisui, what do you need to cooperate with us?" Jiang Baimian didn't immediately ask Terence what he wanted to cooperate with, but instead asked a question.
Terence smiled back:
"Your various performances, your mission records, your daring to deal with our 'Black Shirts', and your initial success, all show that you are not only powerful, but also have a deep background. I guess, what kind of people are you? A gray man was sent by a major force in the mainstream?"
"Guess whether we can guess." Shang Jianyao, who has some knowledge of old world entertainment materials, finally found the opportunity to say this.
Terrence didn't ask about the origin of the other side, but instead said:
"Don't you just want to participate in the infighting in the 'First City' when you investigate 'anti-intellectualism'? I can sell you a piece of information."
"What remuneration is needed, or in other words, the conditions for cooperation?" Jiang Baimian asked with a smile.
Terence smiled and said:
"We don't expect you to cooperate in doing something, because just letting you know that information itself may help us.
"Our only request is to share with us the part of the intelligence you have when you feel it is necessary."
He said it a little bit hard, but his attitude was very low.
"Is there such a good thing?" Shang Jianyao expressed Jiang Baimian's heart.
The latter pondered for a moment and said:
"Tell me, what information?"
Terrence habitually looked around and confirmed that no one else existed at Pier Three.
He considered the language and said:
"We have always held the identity of a member of the 'Holy Desire' sect, but we have never exposed her, just observed her secretly.
"Her name is Cynthia, a descendant of aristocracy, a lady in the upper class of the 'First City', and has a close relationship with many powerful figures.
"She went to three places recently and met three people, one is Christina of the Hunter Guild, and the other is Inspector Alexander..."
Jiang Baimian listened to Terrence's words quietly, and his eyebrows moved slightly.
At this juncture, a member of the "Holy Desire" sect met the Overseer Alexander, one of the two giants
Terence did not immediately say who the third person was, but first introduced others:
"If Cynthia simply went to see the Alexander Inspector, it wouldn't be surprising. The 'Holy Desire' sect had many fans in the upper class of the city. Although many nobles would not admit it, they participated in some privately." Celestial Gathering', much in the style of the 'Desire of the Most Holy' sect.
"Hehe, many nobles in the upper class are indulging in pleasure and indulging in desire."
Upper class? Jiang Baimian sneered in his heart.
How many years did it take for the old world to be destroyed, and how many years did it take for the new calendar to begin, before a high society was created
Terence went on to say:
"But two days before Cynthia was looking for a chance to visit Inspector Alexander, she met another person.
"The man's name is Sutton, and he is a painter on the bright side, but after our investigation, it is very likely that he is a member of the 'Anti-Intellectualism'."
"What does he look like?" Shang Jianyao asked hastily.
Terence frowned suspiciously:
"Less than 1.7 meters, thin, dyed hair gray, looking like an over-indulgence."
Shang Jianyao sighed in disappointment.
"Do you suspect that the 'Anti-Intellectual Cult' and the 'Sacred Desire' sect have come together again, and the target is the Inspector Alexander?" Jiang Baimian asked thoughtfully.
This is consistent with their judgment that "anti-intellectualism" should further intensify conflicts.
Could it be that their next target was not General Phocas, but Ombudsman Alexander? Those who did it were not "anti-Intellectualism" people, but members of the "Sacred Desire" sect? Can this hide the security forces around Inspector Alexander? One after another, thoughts rose in Jiang Baimian's mind, causing a fog to appear in front of her eyes.
Terence sternly said:
"It can only be said that there is such a guess, and I hope you can use this information to confirm it.
"In order to show our sincerity, on the 'Wolf Den' side, we let go and don't trouble them, but you have to put Ogg and the others back."
"Maybe I have to borrow them for two or three months." Jiang Baimian was noncommittal about the previous sentence.
After two or three months, Su Na and the others should be able to have a simple conversation with the people of Honghe, and their marksmanship will be more proficient. With the help of the translator, they will no longer need the "service" of the "Black Shirt Party" members such as Oger.
Jiang Baimian's voice just fell, and Shang Jianyao expressed his meaning:
"They've done so many bad things that they have to serve at least ten years."
Looking at Shang Jianyao's energetic eyes, Terence rationally gave up the argument, smiled and said:
"Ten years is ten years. Just don't ask me for their living expenses."
He also just mentioned Ogg and others by the way, which is the last bit of dignity as a "supervisor".
After stopping Shang Jianyao from asking, "I can still ask for living expenses", Jiang Baimian nodded and said:
"If we get something out of the way, or if we have any other information we want to share with you, we will call you."
"Okay." Terence breathed a sigh of relief.
After watching him leave Pier 3 and gradually moving away, Shang Jianyao asked:
"Going to monitor Alexander?"
Jiang Baimian pondered for a while and said:
"We don't have this ability, and when we can't get close, we can't stop the people of the 'Sacred Desire' sect from taking action.
"And, in that case, the real 'priest' may not appear.
"Well, let's report it to the company and let the ministers and directors worry. They can mobilize the intelligence personnel here to deal with it, and we will continue to monitor General Phokas."
"Okay." Shang Jianyao smiled, "I still have things to do over there."
"What's the matter?" Jiang Baimian asked cautiously.
…
The next morning, they took over the monitoring of Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Genova, who had been monitoring the whole night, and entered a room on the top floor of the building.
Shang Jianyao went out for a walk and took out a piece of paper full of icons and text.
He smiled and said:
"This is a map of the distribution of public toilets in the surrounding neighborhoods, most of them are free, and the environment is not bad... "
Jiang Baimian glanced at him with a complicated expression:
"Well, you will pay more attention to these places later to see if there are any people who meet the characteristics of a real 'priest'."
The two of them each held a telescope and observed the people coming and going around the general's mansion.
In the middle, they took turns eating.
At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, when the sky was gradually darkening, Jiang Baimian saw a dark green off-road vehicle with a black and white license plate driving into the monitoring area.
She subconsciously turned her attention to the past, and with the help of a telescope, she found that the driver was a man in black with a baseball cap that was pressed down.
That license plate belongs to the Senate and can enter and exit the Golden Apple area without temporary inspection.
Jiang Baimian was stunned at first, and then said to Shang Jianyao:
"Look at that car, is it the one that followed us before?"
The only difference between the two is that there was no license plate before.
"Yes." Shang Jianyao quickly gave a positive answer.
Jiang Baimian immediately smiled and said:
"The appearance of the puppet of the real 'priest' in this area shows that they still want to deal with General Phokas."
And that's where the "old tune group" comes in.