"Neuropathy?" Shang Jianyao not only was not disappointed, but his eyes lit up, "The correct statement should be mental illness."
Ding Ling waved her hand:
"Get used to it.
"In short, their brains are not very normal, don't worry about them."
Shang Jian Yao persevered and asked:
"How abnormal is it?"
Seeing that Xue Yueyue and others were also interested in this issue, Ding Ling explained briefly:
"There's something wrong with their brains. In my way of saying it, they have some kind of persecution paranoia. They always feel that someone wants to harm them and control them."
"What's the reason?" Shang Jianyao was quite curious.
Ding Ling pointed to her left chest:
"Frightened by 'innocence'.
"They suspect that most of the members of the 'Material Coordination Committee' have fallen, colluded with some forces that lurked in the darkness and caused the destruction of the old world, and quietly used the brain control device to influence everyone, making everyone obey without knowing it. Even the mind is no longer free."
The brain controller... It's really sick... Long Yuehong has only seen similar things in the old world entertainment materials.
Ding Ling continued:
"And once someone finds out that something is wrong and has the idea of resistance, their thinking ability will be wiped away, leaving only biological instinct, that is, becoming a 'unintentional'.
"Well, that's how they explain the cause of 'no heart disease'."
Brain control device, mind erasure, "innocent disease"... Jiang Baimian had to admit that the members of the "Salvation Army" really had broad thinking.
And their theories sounded exactly like that, and couldn't be dismissed outright.
Because the internal logic of this statement is self-consistent, but whether there is such a thing as a brain control device is another matter, and now no one has investigated the source of the "innocent disease" and can give a strong refutation, even the "old" The adjustment group itself only thinks that this has a certain relationship with the "new world" and "darkness", and lacks sufficient evidence.
"Is that so..." Shang Jianyao looked like he was about to be persuaded, "then why did they put the aluminum pot on their heads?"
Ding Ling said not too sure:
"It is probably that the brain controller controls the operation of the human brain by affecting the brain waves. Only by placing the entire head under the protection of the aluminum pot can we maintain the freedom of thought and see the truth of the world clearly.
"So, they wear aluminum pans at all times, even when they go to bed at night."
Sure enough, there is a mental problem... Long Yuehong confirms again.
Shang Jian Yao applauded:
"What a great performance art!
"and… "
He looked sideways at Genova:
"This is the same as the essence of wearing an electromagnetic shielding suit."
"Indeed." Genova was very honest.
This made Long Yuehong shudder and hurriedly asked:
"Then do any of them have 'innocence'?"
"Definitely." Ding Ling answered very simply.
Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief, annoyed that he was fooled by Shang Jianyao again without a trace.
Bai Chen thought about this matter from another angle:
"In your 'Salvation Army' style, why would these people be allowed to walk down the street in the open, instead of sending them to a mental hospital?"
"They have been propagating that if they are targeted, it means that their suspicions are correct: most of the members of the 'Material Coordination Committee' have fallen, and they want to use the method of brain control to permanently and generationally rise to the top." Ding Ling He sneered, "Anyway, their behavior is relatively unique in this respect, it does not affect their work, and some of them are hidden deep, instead of wearing aluminum pans directly, they get aluminum sheets and sew them in the hat interlayer. He looks like a normal person."
Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:
"There's always a source for this kind of thinking, right? You didn't find the first person who spread this kind of talk and put it in jail?"
"I don't know much about this." Ding Ling turned her body sideways and pointed to the ten-story gray high-rise building behind her.
Long Yuehong looked intently and saw several vertical plaques with black characters on a white background hanging by the gate of the building:
"Ubei Management Committee"
"entry point"
"Tax Office"
"Security Checkpoint"
…
While leading Jiang Baimian and others into the building, Ding Ling explained casually:
"In fact, most of us do not need to pay taxes, and the corresponding part has been deducted when issuing bills and change.
"The tax office is set up for your kind of entrants, cross-border traders and relic hunters, and it belongs to the same system as the immigration office and the security inspection office."
Jiang Baimian took a light breath and said:
"Then don't we have to pay taxes on the supplies we bring?"
This is much stricter than the "prime city".
Ding Ling laughed:
"That's why I asked you to take out a large part of the supplies and exchange them for bills."
It's good to have someone who is familiar with the way... Long Yuehong was deeply moved.
Jiang Baimian turned to ask about another matter.
She pointed to Genawadao:
"Robots should be controlled products, does it really not affect the issuance of passes?"
"It's not a big problem," Ding Ling replied confidently, "It's just that one will be added to the pass. You can't bring this robot into the settlement, lest it suddenly get out of control and cause a tragedy. As for Wubei, there are many robots. Yes."
What she meant was that Wubei had enough strength to suppress the chaotic robots.
"That's good, that's good..." Jiang Baimian sighed with relief.
Since the robot doesn't matter, there shouldn't be any other problems.
Shang Jianyao looked at Genova sympathetically:
"You are pitiful."
"Hey." Genova said cooperatively.
In the communication room, Ding Ling asked the subordinates to leave on their own, which was considered a holiday, while she led Shang Jianyao and the others into a certain hall on the side of the first floor.
There is a sign that says "Immigration".
Ding Ling didn't say hello to the staff at the scene, she went straight into an office deep in the aisle, smiled and said to the old man inside:
"Grandpa Hong, there are several relic hunters here who want to apply for a pass."
The old man looked in his 60s or 70s, with sparse white hair, sharp eyes, and a rigid temperament. He was wearing blue, straight clothes that represented political officers rather than military officers.
He seemed to notice that someone was approaching, glanced at the door, and nodded to Ding Ling:
"Let them in."
Ding Ling immediately introduced to Xue Yueyue and others:
"This is Director Hong, Director Hong of the Immigration Department. He also serves as the Director of the Taxation Department. He is an old comrade-in-arms of my deceased grandfather."
Shang Jianyao was immediately excited, took a few steps forward and said:
"Are you a veteran of the 'Salvation Army' who lived through the chaotic years and early New Years?"
Hong Guangming looked up and down at Shang Jianyao with vigilance:
"I was born in the early chaotic era and joined in the later period. I have experienced a lot of things."
Shang Jianyao's back was so straight that he pressed his left chest with his right hand and said:
"For all mankind!"
Seeing Hong Guangming's suspicious expression, Jiang Baimian hurriedly explained:
"He's a huge admirer of your 'Salvation Army,' especially what you did in the late chaotic years and early New Years."
Hong Guangming breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and said:
"Since it was brought by Xiaoling, you can briefly describe your origin and purpose, and I will go to check what materials you have brought, and whether there are weapons of mass destruction, and then you can issue a pass."
He chuckled softly:
"If you change to someone else, you have to go to the security check first."
After he stood up, Jiang Baimian realized that his left arm and right leg were obviously abnormal, as if he had implanted an unknown type of mechanical prosthesis.
This can be seen from the iron blackness of his left palm and the movement of getting up.
Noticing her gaze, Hong Guangming was not angry and said with a smile:
"Lost in a battle, like your comrade."
Long Yuehong's mechanical arm is still quite obvious.
Shang Jianyao cast a respectful look at him.
"Excuse me, Grandpa Hong." Ding Ling gave way to the door.
Hong Guangming then limped over slightly.
The problem with his right leg was not the mechanical right leg, but the human left leg.
It seems that because of its advanced age, it can't keep up with the rhythm of the mechanical right leg, and it is slightly uncoordinated.
Ding Ling didn't try to help Hong Guangming, and signaled Shang Jianyao and others not to do the same, as if she was afraid that it would hurt the other party's self-esteem.
Combat wounds are a badge of honor, old age is another.
After leaving the building of the Wubei Management Committee and coming to the jeep of the "Old Tuning Team", Hong Guangming looked at Jiang Baimian and said:
"You can tell your origin and purpose."
Jiang Baimian simply repeated what he had said to Ding Ling before, and emphasized at the end:
"We are really wanted by 'First City'."
"The Hunter Guild also has their bounty..." Ding Ling helped prove.
"Wanted by 'First City', planning a big conspiracy?" Hong Guangming smiled indifferently, "What conspiracy?"
"That's the excuse they made." Shang Jianyao was about to answer honestly, but Jiang Baimian snatched it first. "Actually, we stole some information, and later killed some of them in the anti-hunt."
Hong Guangming glanced at them again and joked:
"You don't really carry weapons of mass destruction, do you?"
While speaking, he motioned Long Yuehong to open the trunk and let himself check.
"A little canned food... Individual combat bazooka, huh, this doesn't count, its power is limited..." Hong Guangming checked them one by one, pointed to the four innermost crates and said, "What is it?"
"Three military exoskeleton devices and two bionic intelligent armors." Shang Jianyao answered honestly.
In Ding Ling's helplessness, Hong Guangming laughed:
"As expected of a wanted criminal whose worth is calculated by Wan Ole, open it and let me see."
Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, Shang Jianyao, and Genava each dragged out a box and opened it on the spot.
The scene suddenly fell into extreme silence.
Ding Ling looked at it stupidly, and suddenly felt that it was not unreasonable for this team to be wanted.
They didn't really grab three military exoskeletons and two bionic smart armors from the "prime city", right
Hong Guangming was a person who had seen the world and experienced life and death. He quickly recovered and looked at Jiang Baimian and the others and said:
"You guys are really not easy...
"These equipments are all controlled products."
Ding Ling suddenly woke up, took a few steps forward, came to Hong Guangming, took out a stack of bills, and said in a low voice:
"Grandpa Hong, be lenient, they really just want to go to the icefield to explore the ruins."
This part of the bill is roughly equal to the profit she had made from her previous deal with the "Old Tune Group".
Hong Guangming weighed the bills and nodded slightly:
"You said so."
He immediately warned the "old tune group":
"Well, you can't bring these items into the settlement, I'll make it clear on the pass."
Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously glanced at Shang Jianyao.
Shang Jianyao's expression was blank, as if he had turned into a statue.