Regarding Shang Jianyao's answer, Long Yuehong didn't know where to slander him, so he could only say a little incredulously:
"Don't you think what you described is scary?"
"So what? That's also a human being." Shang Jianyao began to give an example, "Do you think a person is scary just because he has no nose, no ears, and no eyelids?"
Long Yuehong imagined it for a moment and nodded heavily:
"Yes."
Shang Jianyao seemed to realize that there was a certain generation gap between himself and his friends, so he had to change to another example:
"Do you think a person is scary because he is only 1.75 meters tall, has an ordinary appearance, and average grades?"
Long Yuehong couldn't figure out for a moment whether Shang Jianyao was serious about giving examples, or started his daily ridicule, and said angrily and funny:
"Can this be the same?"
"Stop!" Jiang Baimian stopped the "debate" between the two, yawned and said, "In the middle of the night, continue to sleep."
"Team leader, aren't you worried about the person returning with his companions just now?" Long Yuehong felt the need to keep vigil until dawn.
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"Yes, I'm getting more and more cautious.
"Although this is the core area of the Redstone Collection, it is unlikely that it will encounter a terrible attack without warning, but given that the situation here is more complex than I imagined, the Grey Whisperers, the Red River People, the Alien Smugglers, the Relic Hunters, the Secondary People, the Vigilant Sect, and the 'Underground Boat Boat'...... Ha, it has become a hodgepodge of the 'rootless' business group, and it is indeed necessary to take turns on night duty.
"However, there is no need to be too tight, just be on night duty alone, you just need to pay attention to whether there is any big movement."
"Yes, team leader!" Long Yuehong responded immediately.
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The next morning, the four members of the "Old Tune Team" still entered the Red Stone Market in high spirits, and before visiting the housekeeper of the Dimarco family, they came to the security station again.
"What did you guys seem to encounter in the middle of the night yesterday?" Han Wanghuo asked calmly.
He did not hide the fact that the Red Stone Collection had done some monitoring of the hotel camp.
Jiang Baimian, who was wearing a handsome monk mask, smiled when he heard this:
"I was thinking about how to open my mouth to guide the topic and ask where that fish-like second person came from."
"Do they sing lullabies in the middle of the night?" Shang Jianyao asked a question with great interest.
Long Yuehong thought this question was a bit strange at first, but after thinking about it for a while, she understood:
Shang Jianyao connected the monster in the radio story who could sing beautiful songs with the fish body and the secondary person who was a fish aberration.
As for why it was a lullaby, Long Yuehong couldn't understand it.
Han Wanghuo was even more unclear, so he directly ignored Shang Jianyao's question, and said "Hmm":
"These are the second people who live on some islands in Lake Nu, and we generally call them fishmen."
Bai Chen thought of the people in Black Rat Town and had no questions about the naming of the Red Stone Collection.
Han Wanghuo continued:
"These sub-people first came from fishermen in some places on the lakeside, and when the old world was destroyed, due to the pollution of some areas and corresponding water sources, they were distorted and slowly became what they are now."
Hearing this, Long Yuehong suddenly had some doubts:
"Why are their aberrations so unified?"
This is unscientific!
This is not a qualitative and quantitative distortion induction experiment.
Han Wanghuo glanced at Jiang Baimian, and when he saw that she didn't speak, he explained casually:
"There were many aberrations at that time, and most of them died in a few days or months.
"Among the rest, the fishmen are the species that are most adapted to the environment of Nuhu Lake, can reproduce, dive very deep, find undercurrents without pollution, and can get enough food from the lake, and gradually become one of the two mainstreams in this area.
"Mountain monster?" Jiang Baimian keenly captured another word.
Han Wanghuo pointed to the north and said:
"Haven't you been to church?
"Further north, there is a mountain range, where there is also a group of sub-people, they look much more normal than the fishmen, but their skin is a little blue, their teeth are sharper, and climbing cliffs is as easy as walking on the ruin road."
Jiang Baimian asked with interest:
"Why were they not eliminated naturally and became one of the mainstream in this area?"
Han Wanghuo was a little confused:
"I'm not sure.
"I am not a scholar in this area."
He recalled and said:
"The people at the Red Stone Collection only told me where these sub-humans were strong and how to deal with them, and nothing else, but when I was a 'relic hunter' before, I protected a researcher from the 'First City', and he told me that mountain monsters have strong resistance to certain pollution......"
Jiang Baimian suddenly realized, took out the paper and pen in his pocket, and wrote it down.
This made Han Wanghuo stunned for a moment, and hesitated:
"I have always felt that you are not like pure relic hunters, but more like researchers and investigators."
As he spoke, he glanced at Shang Jianyao.
His subconscious is to get rid of this guy.
Shang Jianyao immediately said that Han Wanghuo's statement was unacceptable:
"What kind of purity are you talking about?
"If we are building walls, painting, being teachers, and picking up garbage, we are really not pure."
Han Wanghuo's intuition told him that he couldn't argue with this guy, otherwise the scene would likely get out of control, so he set his sights on Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen.
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"Ruin hunters take on tasks when they have them, so they naturally understand a lot and know the importance of recording intelligence."
After she finished her perfunctory words, she asked instead:
"The relationship between the fishmen, mountain monsters and your redstone collection doesn't seem to be harmonious?"
"Do you think they voluntarily survive in places like islands in lakes and deep in the mountains?" Han Wanghuo sighed, "Since the opening of the 'underground boat', the pollution in most parts of the city has basically subsided, and they have been driven out of their homes."
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly:
"You seem to have some sympathy for them?"
"That's how I have a personality." Han Wanghuo explained simply, "But this does not affect my organization to protect the Red Stone Collection, I don't know how many fishmen and mountain monsters have died under my gun."
Speaking of this, he muttered to himself thoughtfully:
"A fishman infiltrated the hotel camp...... They are a little bit ready to move again......"
After talking to himself, Han Wang was reminded of the "old tune group":
"Fish have scales on the surface, and it is difficult for small-caliber guns to cause them too much damage, so you should pay attention.
"Even if it's an ordinary gun, if it doesn't blow their heads directly, it's best to get another shot."
"Thank you." Jiang Baimian responded on behalf of the whole group.
Leaving the security station, at exactly nine o'clock, they went straight to the "Visa Trading Company" located on the fifth floor of the Red Stone Collection.
Unlike other places, not everyone was hiding here, and there was still a lady sitting behind the wooden platform near the door.
She wears a fierce green ghost mask, as if she wants to appease her inner fear.
"We are looking for Mr. Karl, we made an appointment yesterday." Jiang Baimian walked over and said with a smile.
The lady's whole body was highly tense, as if she would find a place to hide at the slightest disturbance.
She reluctantly said:
"Mr. Karl said, you go directly to the innermost office."
Jiang Baimian grabbed Shang Jianyao and prevented him from adding fuel and vinegar, while Bai Chen nodded to the lady, signaling her not to be so vigilant.
Karl's office was very simple, but it made Long Yuehong and the others feel extremely friendly.
This is very similar to the middle-level offices of many departments of "Pangu Bio":
A shelf for folders and books, a desk, a set of sofas, a pot of greenery and a couple of back chairs.
The only difference is that there is an iron-black safe here.
Karl was not wearing a mask like yesterday, and his slightly gray hair was neatly combed back.
At this time, he was sitting there, his back straight, as if he had always been like this.
"Aren't you a believer in a wary sect?" Shang Jianyao rushed before Jiang Baimian and asked curiously.
There is no doubt that he switched to the Red River language.
Karl said calmly:
"I'm very wary of my husband's affairs."
For this reason, you can not care about your vigilance.
Jiang Baimian immediately took a step forward and said with a smile:
"I won't waste your time, let me say it directly.
"Do you have a military exoskeleton device? We want to buy one."
Karl pondered for a few seconds and said:
"If this kind of material hadn't been ordered in advance by major customers, we would definitely have stayed for our own use.
"Mr. DiMarco cares about his safety very much and is very vigilant and doesn't mind paying a premium for something like that."
He tactfully rejected the requests of the four people opposite.
"That's right......" Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry for the time being, and asked instead, "Mr. Karl, what do you know about the robbery of Hervig's arms?"
Karl shook his head:
"I don't know.
"I was in the 'underground boat' at the time, and I didn't find out about such a thing until the next day."
Jiang Baimian said "hmm":
"Then who do you think his death is related to?"
"Too much." Karl's expression sank, "This is a greedy and brutal villain, who will even sell weapons to fishmen and mountain monsters, causing countless unnecessary deaths and injuries, and others who hate him and hate him are all over the Redstone Collection."
Speaking of this, Karl's voice became cold:
"Moreover, in order to monopolize the arms business, he also incited the townspeople to be hostile to the 'underground boat'.
"His death must be a gift from the year to us."
At this point, Jiang Baimian stopped asking, took a polite farewell, and took Shang Jianyao and others out of the Red Stone Collection.
For the rest of the morning, they drove their jeeps leisurely around the ruins of the city, recording the terrain features of many areas.
Near lunch, they returned to the entrance of the Red Stone Collection.
The vehicle was driving, and Jiang Baimian's eyes in the passenger seat suddenly froze.
She had been habitually observing the situation outside, and she saw a familiar flash of fire in the middle of a building in the distance!
"Left!" Jiang Baimian only had time to shout such a word.
Bai Chen had a tacit understanding and hit the steering wheel to the left with one hand.
A shell flew out of the bazooka and headed straight for the jeep.
The attack came suddenly.
(End of this chapter)