In order not to get caught up in the turmoil that might have occurred in the original city before the radio transceiver was obtained, the "Old Tune Team" went out early in the morning, staggering the scheduled citizens' meeting by a full hour.
In the red giant wolf area in the early morning, the number of pedestrians is not much, and the same is true of vehicles passing by.
Most of the inhabitants here are still at home having breakfast at this moment, waiting to attend the gathering called by Gaius—and for good reason, they don't have to work in the morning.
The rest were either picking out food in the bakery that opened early, or entering the semi-open-air cafe, finding a seat and waiting for the waiter to bring breakfast.
All of this is so peaceful and peaceful. If the air quality is better, Long Yuehong will definitely feel relaxed and happy, and life will be beautiful.
After turning into the green olive area, the sky was squeezed a lot by the illegal buildings on both sides, and the environment became darker.
There are also not many pedestrians here. Most of them have already gone to the factory area and started a busy day.
In front of several shops selling expiring bread, a long queue lined up, making the road, which was not wide enough, even narrower.
The Jeep of the "Old Tunes Group" drove towards the northwest not too slowly but not too fast on the road littered with all kinds of rubbish.
Their destination was Antana Street.
As the largest and most famous black market in the original city, this is the easiest place to get a radio transceiver.
However, when the "Old Tune Group" arrived at Antana Street, they saw that the shops on both sides of the place were closed, and the pedestrians almost disappeared, showing a very deserted state.
"Closed?" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and slapped his left palm.
Jiang Baimian always suspected that he would say in the next second, "Antana Street, Antana Street is closed down, bastard, bastard boss owes a debt, and ran away with his sister-in-law..."
Long Yuehong also had a similar hunch, and quickly expressed his guess:
"After the previous conflict, this place was hit by the 'Hand of Order'?"
He was referring to the "old tune group" forcibly robbing Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo in the area around Antana Street.
"Just ask and you'll know." Bai Chen parked the jeep on the side of the road, put on a baseball cap, and pushed the door to get out of the car.
The fact that pedestrians are almost extinct here does not mean that there are no people at all.
Bai Chen, who had done a good job in disguise, pushed open the door of a shop and said to the boss who was hiding inside and spying from the gap:
"Today's holiday?"
She deliberately used a mocking tone.
The Red Shore boss said with a dry smile:
"Isn't there a citizens' rally today
"The situation has been a bit tense recently, and everyone agreed that it is better to rest for a few days and wait and see, so as not to be shot by someone as a target.
"Hey, those with money and resources have taken their goods to the manor outside the city."
Hearing the boss's explanation, Jiang Baimian suddenly thought of an old world poem:
"Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet..."
Those who do gray or even illegal business on Antana Street have a keen sense of changes in the situation.
Of course, this is also because one of the illegal things sold on Antana Street is intelligence.
Bai Chen nodded lightly to show his understanding.
Then, she went straight to the point:
"Which one has a spare radio transceiver?"
The Red Shore boss shook his head:
"The people who do this kind of business either take people and things to the southern manor, or hide in the nearest ruins of the North Shore wasteland cities, and they are not on the street.
"You really want to go to the Hunter Guild to hang up the quest. Many hunter teams are quite comfortable in this regard."
After Bai Chen listened to it calmly, he kept a slightly sarcastic tone and said:
"It's the first time I've met someone from Antana Street who pushes their business to the Hunter Guild."
"Safety first, safety first." The owner of the Red Shore man smiled and closed the shop door.
"Where to find it next?" Bai Chen returned to the driver's seat and asked.
She didn't consider the boss's proposal at all, because for the "old-fashioned team", the completion of tasks such as issuing tasks relies too much on luck, and it may not be urgent.
"Looking for my good brother Terence?" Shang Jianyao took the initiative to suggest.
After speaking, he swallowed his saliva and seemed to miss the taste of ice cola.
As the second boss of the "Black Shirt Party", there is a high probability that Terence has a radio transceiver.
Hey, it's rare for this guy to come up with such a reasonable, serious and feasible solution... Long Yuehong wanted to agree with Shang Jianyao for a while.
Of course, the solution that Shang Jianyao came up with is still feasible most of the time, but it is not so serious and reasonable.
Jiang Baimian pondered for a while:
"This is a last resort."
Seeing that the team members were a little puzzled, she sighed and said:
"The line of Terence is related to those poor people in the 'Wolf's Den'. If you can no longer use it, try not to use it, so as not to affect innocent people."
She then smiled and said:
"Anyway, we still have many ways, such as Boss Hugo."
There is a secret organization behind this boss.
Moreover, he was also a friend of General Phocas.
Slap clap, Shang Jianyao applauded.
"Okay." Neither Bai Chen nor Long Yuehong objected.
As for "Garibaldi" Giuseppe, because the previous intelligence channels have been exposed, it is impossible to provide effective advice.
…
Red Wolf District, 19 Rosta Street, "Hand of Order" headquarters.
Wall came to join colleagues who were investigating several bombings last night.
He came too early, and most of the people hadn't arrived yet, so he could only sit there by himself, pick up the materials placed in front of everyone's seats, and carefully read:
"In the armed conflict near Sikkaro Temple, everyone around heard a nursery rhyme and wanted to urinate almost at the same time. This is basically consistent with the situation in the arena..."
Sure enough, it was them... They really sneaked back to Prime City! Is the whereabouts of the North Anherford area an illusion, or a trap? Wall thought angrily.
This is contempt and insult to the "Hand of Order"!
Wall continued to scroll down, and the latter part was another armed conflict he was involved in the investigation:
"Similar to the armed conflict near the Sikkaro Temple, witnesses saw a sapphire blue jeep, and it was initially judged that it was the same group of people...
"This group of people drove at a very slow speed in a very strange way near Sikkaro Temple, but they still hit a roadside telephone pole, and here they were hit by rockets several times and their vehicles were overturned. flipped…
"They appear to have two military exoskeletons...
"According to this, it can be judged that they should have been attacked by a powerful awakener and his squires, so that they showed all kinds of unreasonable..."
Who else will attack them but us? Wall went to the scene last night to try to track it down. He was not surprised by this conclusion at all, but just wondered who it was.
At the same time, he is more concerned about another thing:
When he arrived at the scene last night, although everything seemed normal and conformed to all the characteristics of an armed conflict, the situation of the surrounding crowd always made him inexplicably strange, wondering if these people had not woken up yet, Get out of trouble a little bit.
Wall looked through the documents, and Trevis, the order officer of the Red Giant Wolf District, walked in.
As he sat down, he said to Wall:
"Focus on tracking down that Jeep and don't touch the witnesses at the second scene."
"Why?" Wall was very surprised.
Trevis spread his palm:
"The instructions above may involve some high-level matters."
High-level stuff... Wall closed his mouth.
Trevis added casually:
"You really want to know, you can ask General Gaius, oh, he is attending a citizens' rally this morning, do you want to bring someone over to help maintain order?"
…
Green Olive District, Ugo Hotel.
Shang Jianyao and others entered the hall and went straight to the front desk.
The boss had finished breakfast and was tidying things up there.
"You guys, actually came back?" Ugo looked up to see them, and it took several seconds to see through their disguise.
Jiang Baimian smiled and said:
"Because you still owe a lot of money, we are afraid that you will default on your debts in a while."
Ugo regained his calm:
"What do you want?"
"A radio transceiver." Jiang Baimian directly reported the demand.
"One?" Ugo was a little surprised.
It's too simple and too cheap.
"This is a bonus." Jiang Baimian smiled, "The real 'reward' will have to be discussed with General Phokas."
"You are going to see him now?" Ugo said silently.
Uh... Jiang Baimian's heart moved:
"Yes."
General Phocas owed them a favor, and it must have been a good thing to get in touch soon.
"Exactly, he's nearby." Hugo pointed to the other side of the hotel lobby, "You go and wait for me outside that door."
Not long after, several members of the "Old Tunes Group" followed Ugo through an alley, entered an apartment, and came to the innermost room on the first floor.
Boom, boom, boom.
Hugo knocked on the door.
"Come in." General Phokas's voice was slightly tired and hoarse.
When Wu Ge opened the door, Jiang Baimian and the others were momentarily dumbfounded.
Phocas, an old lion, stood naked, beating himself with a whip.
With each whip, there is a trace of blood left, which looks quite hideous.