Chapter 438 Shang Jianyao's new ideas
Jiang Baimian watched the wanted person disappear into the alley diagonally opposite, and laughed softly:
"He also came from the port area."
"Huh?" Long Yuehong was a little confused for a while.
Then, he subconsciously followed the team leader's gaze and looked at the ground illuminated by street lights
The man suspected of being a suspect in the civic assembly bombing ran on the side of the street, and there were several pieces of cinder that had been rubbed down at the steps separating the sidewalk from the motor vehicle lane.
With the real "priest" in front of him, Jiang Baimian could naturally easily guess where the other party had just passed.
Long Yuehong saw it clearly, and instantly understood what the basis for the team leader's judgment was.
As they spoke, the chasing security guards also rushed to the street, intercepting passers-by at will, and anxiously asking if they had seen such a person and where he had gone.
The "old tune group" was also found by them.
"I went to that alley." Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others gave answers almost neatly and uniformly.
Combined with the feedback of other passers-by, the security officers no longer delayed and chased after them.
"I always feel that that guy comes every now and then, not to be found, but to walk the security officers." Jiang Baimian looked at the back of the pursuer and smiled thoughtfully, "Or, is he using it to show his presence and attract attention?"
"Why do you say that?" Long Yuehong was puzzled again.
Gnava sorted out the information in the database and gave the analysis results after consideration:
"Every time he just meets an ordinary security officer with little ability, it seems too coincidental and seems to have been screened."
Recalling the previous "encounters", Long Yuehong nodded lightly:
"Indeed."
He then frowned and said:
"But this is logically valid and reasonable, and large-scale investigations will inevitably rely on ordinary security officers at the grassroots level, and the probability of encountering them is much higher than that of encountering strong people within the 'Hand of Order'."
"That's right." Jiang Baimian grabbed Shang Jianyao's right fist and left palm and said, "Sure enough, I am walking those security officers", and smiled and said, "I am just making bold assumptions based on coincidences, and I can't verify it yet."
Speaking of this, she sighed:
"Actually, I really hope they do something else to make the original city chaotic, so that we have a better chance of cracking the 'virtual world'.
"Well, I just don't know what they want to do and what they hope to achieve."
After listening to Jiang Baimian's exclamation, Bai Chen said calmly while strolling forward:
"There was an opportunity to cause chaos in the original city, but it was destroyed by ourselves."
"Huh?" Jiang Baimian was stunned for a moment, and then woke up, "You mean the time when the 'Anti-Intellectual Sect' and the 'Most Holy Desire' sect caused trouble?"
After receiving an affirmative nod, she took a breath like a toothache:
"It's the same...... If we hadn't killed the real 'priests' and hadn't startled the snakes, they might have taken action by now and caused chaos.
"Hey, if you can't bear it, you will have a big plan, after we locked the position of the real 'priest', we should only monitor it, and wait for the chaos to start before giving him a fatal blow."
"But that may not be successful, and in the chaos, 'Shepherd' Bouyon may find clues." Bai Chen imagined the consequences of such a development and responded plainly.
"Yes, yes." Jiang Baimian seemed to be waiting for Bai Chen to say this, smiling.
During the exchange, she glanced at Shang Jianyao, who had been silent:
"What are you thinking?"
"How do you want to crack the 'virtual world'?" Shang Jianyao replied seriously, "I already have a plan, but the details are perfect."
"What plan?" Gnawa asked cooperatively.
Shang Jianyao laughed:
"I was just thinking that I might have to ask for help this time."
"But Xiao Chong seems to be reluctant to go out, Du Heng is not so easy to meet, and he may not be involved in the 'First City'." The only helpers Long Yuehong could think of at the first time were Du Heng and Xiao Chong.
He felt that among the strong people his group knew, these two were the only ones who could stabilize the "virtual world".
"No, no, no, I want to invite someone else." Shang Jianyao raised his finger and shook it a few times.
"Who?" Jiang Baimian couldn't think of an answer.
In this regard, Shang Jianyao's thinking is always so open-minded.
Shang Jianyao laughed:
"Wu Meng."
"......" for a while, including the intelligent robot Gnawa, the rest of the "Old Tune Group" was a little dazed.
Wu Mengqiang returned strong, but on the one hand, he was suspected of being sealed, and on the other hand, he was a monster.
You can't break the seal and release this extremely dangerous existence for your own mission, right?
That group really became a villain!
Shang Jianyao seriously talked about his "ideas":
"At first, I thought that the 'virtual world' was really troublesome, and I had the ability to reproduce the 'Tao and Electrical Maintenance' radio station and release Wu Meng's voice.
"Then it's a pity that the gladiatorial competition is not at night, so I can't catch up with the broadcast of 'Dao and Electrical Maintenance' radio, otherwise you can see if Wu Meng's influence has been filtered out, or whether the owner of the 'virtual world' has been affected......"
As he spoke, the excitement on his face gradually overflowed, as if he thought it was a very interesting thing.
"Yes, gladiatorial matches are usually in the afternoon, and Wu Meng's influence may not be what we want." Long Yuehong probably understood Shang Jianyao's plan.
He wanted to bring a radio into the aristocratic box and broadcast "Tao and Electrical Appliance Maintenance" to everyone!
Shang Jianyao smiled and glanced at him:
"We can induce it, pretend to be an enthusiastic listener, ask Wu Meng how to let someone take the initiative to go to the bathroom, and then use a tape recorder to record all his answers to his big truths, and take them to the aristocratic box to play."
This...... You went to such great lengths to get Marcus to go to the bathroom? According to this idea, wouldn't it be enough to directly let Wu Meng influence the owner of the 'virtual world' and let him give up protection? Long Yuehong didn't know whether to scold Shang Jianyao for going around so big, still wanting to make Marcus urine urgent and diarrhea, or praising his clear and unexpected thinking.
Jiang Baimian listened quietly and said slowly as he strolled forward:
"There are several problems with this:
"First, it is unknown whether the sound of Wu Meng's influence will still have an effect after recording, but this can be verified in advance.
"Second, you don't have a phone number from the 'Tao and Electrical Maintenance' radio, so why do you pretend to be an enthusiastic listener and ask Wu Meng? Directly take a telegram to that frequency band, using clear code?
"Third, the 'First City' will not have no understanding of Wu Meng, that is what they asked the Heavenly Master of the 'Eternal Years' Sect to seal. I'm afraid that as soon as you turn on the machine and release Wu Meng's voice, the owner of the 'virtual world' will be able to make associations and respond."
"So there are still many details to improve." Shang Jianyao sincerely said that these problems exist.
As for how to record, it is relatively simple - set the frequency band in advance, and everyone evacuates, leaving only another recorder to work there.
Moreover, in the original city, far away from the ruins of Wasteland No. 13, the intelligent robot Gnava is not within the scope of Wu Meng's direct action and should not be affected - he has been fine since he listened to the "Road and Electrical Maintenance" radio station in the original city several times before.
Jiang Baimian nodded:
"This can be put in the follow-up plan, well...... Even if it really doesn't work, as long as Wu Meng's voice can produce effects within a certain period of time after recording, we will make money."
As he spoke, Jiang Baimian showed a smile like a fox stealing a little hen.
Being able to gather the enemy's wool is simply a great pleasure in life!
That means that the "Old Tune Group" can borrow Wu Meng's power in a sense, even if it cannot be used to crack the "virtual world", it will also have miraculous effects on dealing with other enemies!
Long Yuehong was stunned when she heard this, and finally found that it was really feasible.
Others dare not say that Wu Meng, who can affect electronic products, may not have too low an effect after the sound is recorded.
Long Yuehong wanted to say that it was not too late, but she flipped her wrist and glanced at her watch and found that the broadcast time of the "Road and Electrical Repair" radio station had passed.
"I can only wait for tomorrow night." He sighed.
As they spoke, a group of five people from the "Old Tune Team" turned into another street.
At this time, a man walked towards him.
He was about the same height as Long Yuehong, carrying a paper bag, wearing a slightly mottled leather coat, long and messy black hair, turquoise eyes, and his facial features were not deep, but soft.
Jiang Baimian glanced at him and withdrew his gaze.
She pretended to look at the street shop as if nothing had happened, and said in a low voice:
"That wanted criminal."
"Huh?" Long Yuehong also saw the man, but she didn't feel that he had any resemblance to the suspect in the civic assembly bombing case who was running before.
Well, except that the eyes are green, the height is relatively consistent, and there is nothing else in common.
The most important thing is that there is no deformity in his mouth at all!
Jiang Baimian looked at the ground and said:
"His shoes didn't change.
"When I was looking at the cinder just now, I noticed that his shoes were black, strapless, very old, and scratched.
"Well, the location of the scratch matches."
Long Yuehong's eyes widened, Bai Chen exhaled slowly and said:
"He was really walking those security officers."
Jiang Baimian smiled, looked sideways at Shang Jianyao and Gnawa, and asked with interest:
"Do you want to talk to him?"
(End of this chapter)