Hearing the answer from the grocery store owner, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao were all refreshed, and the red light in Genava's eye sockets also flickered twice.
"Do you know which floor and which room he lives in?" Jiang Baimian asked.
The boss who was implanted with her mind didn't wonder what the "Old Tune Group" did in such a detailed way, she shook her head and said:
"This person doesn't like to talk, and no one pays attention to him. If he hadn't come to buy things often, I might not remember such a person.
"I knew which unit he entered, but it's not clear which floor and which room he entered."
While speaking, the grocery store owner stretched out his right hand and pointed to an entrance of the opposite apartment.
That's the corridor leading to Moore's house!
Sniper and Moore live in the same unit of the same apartment!
This is in line with what Bai Chen said is convenient for monitoring at night.
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao looked at each other and didn't ask any more questions. They left the grocery store and walked to the target unit of the target apartment.
They did not rush into the search, but stayed outside, looking up at the lights that were lit by the darkness.
"Sixteen human consciousnesses on the first floor." Shang Jianyao said suddenly.
"The sixteen regiments are bioelectrical signals from humans." Jiang Baimian did not turn his head to the side, still staring straight ahead.
This means that there are sixteen people on the first floor, and no one is hiding their consciousness.
"Seventeen human consciousnesses on the second floor." Shang Jianyao continued.
Jiang Baimian nodded:
"Quantity of bioelectrical signals matched."
In this way, the two quickly compared the data to confirm the situation.
It didn't take long for Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao to confirm that all humans in this unit did not hide their consciousness.
In other words, Shang Jianyao can exert influence on these hundreds of people at the same time, and there will be no omissions.
The next second, Shang Jianyao took out the blue and white loudspeaker from the tactical backpack and shouted to the unit:
"Dear residents, we are the staff of the Electricity Safety Commission. Today we are here to check the electrical wiring of this apartment building. Please open the door in time when you hear the knock on the door, and cooperate with the work..."
After such a conversation, Jiang Baimian believed that no one in the unit would doubt the investigation of the "Old Tune Team", and neither did the sniper and his companions.
She then turned her head to the side and said to Genova:
"Lao Ge, prepare anesthesia bullets."
The goal of the "Old Tunes Group" this time is to catch them alive!
"Okay." Genova quickly adjusted the configuration of the weapon.
Immediately afterwards, Shang Jianyao rushed into the apartment, followed by Jiang Baimian.
They knocked on the door from house to house, checked the electrical wiring in a decent manner, and at the same time observed whether the people in the house were the same as the portrait given by Gittes.
In this way, the old tune group all the way to the top.
The first thing they knocked on was the room facing the stairs, which was also next door to Moore's.
Pong pong!
"Check the meter, circuit, and wires!" Shang Jianyao shouted loudly while slamming on the wooden door.
After seven or eight seconds, the door opened backwards.
The person who opened the door was a twenty-seven or eight-year-old man. He had long light yellow hair, black eye bags that could not be concealed under his blue eyes, and he was wearing brightly colored clothes. He was very artistic.
This is obviously not like the sniper in the sketch.
"Why did you suddenly come to check the circuit and wires at night?" the long-haired man asked slightly puzzled.
"Most people have to work during the day, and we can't get in when we come." Shang Jianyao confidently passed the man and walked into the room.
According to his and Jiang Baimian's perception, there are two people living here, and there is another person in the room who needs to be confirmed.
At first glance, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian didn't see the half figure, only to find that there were two rough and raised tree roots and a stack of yellowish paper towels on the coffee table.
The corresponding human consciousness disappeared at some point.
According to the sensing result of the bioelectric signal, Jiang Baimian's eyes swept across the sofa on the side of the coffee table.
That person is there, but we can't see... She thought, turned her body sideways, and made a silent gesture to Gnawwal, who was following in.
Although Genova did not collect the corresponding visual signal, he still fully believed in Da Bai, raised his right arm suddenly, and fired a narcotic bullet at the place Jiang Baimian alluded to.
With a snap, a figure was drawn on the sofa.
This figure was wearing a black knee-length coat, his brown hair was trimmed short, his yellow eyes were frozen with obvious confusion, his tall nose was slightly deformed, and a rectangular black wooden box was placed beside his right hand.
He is the sniper in the portrait!
At this time, he had an anesthetic bullet inserted in his chest and abdomen, and his body bounced like a conditioned reflex.
His companion, the long-haired man with a strong artistic temperament, followed suit.
At this moment, the two of them showed dejected expressions one after another, and they gave up their resistance one after another.
The long-haired man sighed and said:
"Decades of life are like dreams and illusions. This is the end, and there is nothing to say."
He sat down on a chair not far away, posing as if he was ready to go.
Shang Jianyao's "literary youth"!
After missing the best resistance period, the sniper's eyes gradually diverged, he quickly entered a state of anesthesia, and collapsed on the sofa.
"Old Ge." Jiang Baimian motioned Genava to stand at the door and not let anyone approach.
Shang Jianyao smiled and said to the long-haired man:
"Don't worry, we just want to inquire about something, we won't do anything to you.
"As long as you cooperate fully, I can promise not to hurt your lives. We have always had credibility in this regard."
The long-haired man looked dazed for a moment and said:
"Sounds sincere."
It's worth believing.
"You haven't been implanted with the thought that you will commit suicide when you ask about something, right?" Shang Jianyao confirmed "cautiously".
The long-haired man shook his head:
"No.
"And, under the current circumstances, even if we want to commit suicide, we shouldn't be able to do it."
"It's good to know." Shang Jianyao smiled.
"What's your name?" Jiang Baimian entered a state of inquiry.
Regarding the matter involving the Eighth Research Institute, she did not intend to delay, fearing that another delay would have another accident.
The long-haired man felt respected:
"My name is Murray."
He then pointed to his sleeping companion:
"His name is Benito."
Before Jiang Baimian could ask further questions, Shang Jianyao said:
"Why do you have to buy tissues every three to five?"
He exaggerated the grocer's claims.
Murray twitched the corner of his mouth and pointed to Benito:
"He used it."
"How?" Shang Jianyao looked curious.
Murray obviously didn't want to answer this question too much, but he still cooperated:
"The price for him is that he is different from ordinary people in terms of sexual fetishes, and he likes to rub against trees."
Abnormal fetishes? Ah from the "Double Sun" field... No wonder we couldn't see him just now... Jiang Baimian suddenly realized.
Part of the capabilities of the Double Sun domain involves the manipulation of vision.
It would also explain why Benito was able to walk away from the Mining Federation building without "witnesses".
Shang Jianyao said "Oh", pointing to the two tree roots on the coffee table:
"I thought you were a root carving artist, but he was using it!"
Murray shrugged:
"My hobby is reading.
"Actually, I can understand why he has such a hobby. On the one hand, it is caused by the price paid. On the other hand, it is also influenced by certain experiences in childhood and adolescence. You should know that many boys like to climb trees. , the first time is often handed over like this."
Jiang Baimian felt that this topic was getting more and more biased, and quickly brought it back to the right track:
"Are you from the Eighth Research Institute?"
"Yes," Murray admitted frankly.
"Your ability is to read and delete memories?" Shang Jianyao looked curious.
"No." Murray shook his head, "The person who can delete the memory on a large scale will only come to Gustburg when it is involved in large-scale material transactions. Usually these small things will not cause suspicion, and there is no need to hand them over to the follow-up. Outsiders do it, there is no risk of revealing identity.”
"All these little things are done through Moore?" Jiang Baimian asked.
Murray nodded slightly:
"There are very few people like him who can do a lot of things without attracting attention in Gerstburg."
Jiang Baimian thought for a few seconds and asked bluntly:
"Where is the headquarters of your Eighth Research Institute?"
"I don't know." Murray laughed, "Those who can be dispatched don't know the exact location. When we need to return to the headquarters, we will communicate the location and time of the meeting in advance, and then someone will come to pick us up, and Our eyes were blindfolded and our ears were blocked on the way."
Jiang Baimian was not disappointed at all by Murray's answer, because the special commissioner of the Eighth Research Institute had already told the "Old Tune Group" about the details.
Therefore, Jiang Baimian believes that the Eighth Research Institute must have strict rules and regulations on similar matters.
She asked calmly:
"So, when will you return to headquarters?"
Murray was silent for a while, and after a while he said in a low voice:
"Moll is dead, and we should be recalled before long."