One, a hundred? Then what did you count just now, you haven't finished the number yet, we have all met those people!" Even though she has been in the "Old Tune Group" for several years, Long Yuehong still can't fully adapt to Shang Jianyao's style.
This is because the other party often comes up with new tricks.
"Nearly a hundred people?" Jiang Baimian motioned for Bai Chen to slow down, while frowning and talking to himself, "Why did a team of this size appear on the ice field?"
"Just ask in the past." Shang Jianyao looked annoyed about this.
His face was full of words:
If you have any questions, just ask the person concerned, how simple it is, all brothers in the world!
Jiang Baimian thought for a moment and said:
"Let's find a place to observe from a distance first, and then consider whether to contact.
"Hey, take out your megaphone, get ready to shout, old guy, monitor the status of others, in case there is also an awakened person at the level of the 'Spiritual Corridor' on the opposite side, we can't hide it from anyone at all when we are close now."
"Okay!" Shang Jianyao responded excitedly, and then took the initiative to ask Ying, "Lao Ge drives, I'll sit in the passenger seat, so that it is easier to observe and react."
Jiang Baimian said with a slight relief:
"Your idea is good, but why do we have to drive there?
"Wouldn't it be better to hide the jeep somewhere around here, guarded by Xiaobai, Xiaohong, and Lao Ge, and you and I would hide our consciousness and sneak over quietly?"
"Yes!" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and slapped his left palm.
Jiang Baimian quickly gave an order:
"Xiaobai, pull over."
Soon, the "old tune team" was divided into two teams, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao put on military exoskeleton devices, covered their consciousness, and headed towards the target area.
They did not take the main road, but used the snowy alleys to get closer to the place where a large number of human consciousness gathered.
It didn't take long for them to enter the third floor of a building and look forward condescendingly.
The first thing that caught their eye was the ice ridges hanging from the half-open windows, followed by a swept square with little snow.
There are monuments and statues on the square, but they have all suffered severe corrosion, so that the surface is deformed, and holes appear, which look extremely terrifying.
Surrounding the monument and the statue, there are heavy trucks loaded with skid tires and many RVs surrounding a campsite.
On these trucks, all the plastic sheets used to shield from rain and snow were lifted, revealing an empty and empty body.
In the camp, there are also several RVs and several off-road vehicles, which are different colors, black, white, brown, and red, as if they are holding an expo.
At this time, fifty or sixty humans gathered around several bonfires, their expressions blank, and they looked at each other speechlessly, as if their souls had been extracted.
And there are also people in thirty or forty numbers, according to Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian, they are in different cars.
Every car has people.
"This way of setting up a camp ......" Jiang Baimian showed a reminiscence expression.
Shang Jianyao was quite excited:
"My brothers, 'rootless ones'!"
"Rootless" are a group that calls RVs their home, is used to wandering, and their customs and habits are different from those of ordinary human groups.
Jiang Baimian said "hmm":
"This is still a bit different from the 'Sangzi' business group we have seen before.
"'Sangzi' is mainly RVs, this team RVs and trucks are almost half open, and 'Sangzi' is basically gray people, and the vast majority here are Honghe people."
"Cousin." Shang Jianyao knew his mistake and corrected his statement.
He then said with concern:
"These 'rootless people' seem to have encountered something and lost their goods."
He made judgments from empty trucks.
Without waiting for Jiang Baimian's response, he continued:
"As an ethnic group whose main business is the transportation of goods and the resale of goods, they have lost their goods and lost their credibility, so they can only come to the ice field, find a quiet place, repent collectively, and decide whether to commit suicide......"
"Stop, stop!" Jiang Baimian forcibly interrupted this guy's guess.
The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes!
She looked at Shang Jianyao and smiled "hehe":
"I know, you want to go over and ask what happened and care about your cousins."
"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao admitted frankly.
"The problem now is that those 'rootless' enemies and friends are difficult to distinguish." Jiang Baimian thought for a moment, "Take out your loudspeaker and express your kindness."
The "kindness" of being a friend.
Shang Jianyao, who got permission, immediately took out his blue and white loudspeaker from the tactical backpack hanging on his body.
He had previously experimented that when exerting influence, relying on the amplification module that came with the military exoskeleton device did not directly use the independent amplifier to work well, which seemed to be too much turnover, too complex circuit, and excessive loss.
Of course, this attenuation is only about ten percent, and at the current distance, it does not affect Shang Jianyao's use of "thinking guidance" for the group of people suspected of being "rootless", he simply thinks it is more interesting to shout with a loudspeaker.
"Good morning everyone." He greeted politely first, using the Red River dialect.
The group of people suspected of being "rootless" reacted instantly.
They came back to their senses one after another, going their separate ways, looking for cover.
"I know the 'Sangzi' business group, and Failin is a brother, and they are also 'rootless', active in the vast land from Weeds City to the Gold Coast." While Shang Jianyao shouted, Jiang Baimian used the telescope to pay attention to the situation of those people.
When they heard "Sangzi" and Feilin, they both paused obviously, and some of them showed thoughtful expressions.
Based on this, Jiang Baimian judged that these people were indeed "rootless", and even if they were not, they were closely related to "rootless".
Shang Jianyao held the loudspeaker and continued:
"I like the 'rootless' very much, and I am willing to be friends with every 'rootless person' and form brothers and sisters......"
Except for the part left in the car, the rest gathered around the bonfire again and waved at Jiang Shang with a smile.
Shang Jianyao put down the loudspeaker with satisfaction.
"Go over it." Jiang Baimian didn't say anything more.
The two people wearing military exoskeleton devices easily jumped down from the third floor and arrived at the camp in a few ups and downs.
"What do you call it?" Shang Jianyao pushed up the protective mask of his helmet, stretched out his hands, and shook hands enthusiastically with the leader of the convoy who was approaching.
Jiang Baimian, who also pushed up the mask, slowed down his breathing, because there was a strong smell of gasoline and diesel coming to him.
"Smith." The man from Honghe, who was about fifty years old and covered in wind and frost, responded with a smile, "What about you?"
He said he was tall, but in fact he was only 1.75 meters, but compared to most people on the surface, this height was already good.
"Zhang Qubing."
"Xue Shiyu."
Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian skillfully reported their pseudonyms, in the form of Honghe language.
Smith, who had blue eyes, asked in astonishment:
"Zhang Qubing and Xue Shiyue, who were rewarded by the 'First City'?"
You "rootless people" are really well-informed, worthy of being a group of people who use vehicles as their home and wander around...... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.
"Yes, we are very valuable." Shang Jianyao replied proudly.
The people around nodded at the same time.
Really valuable.
And being valuable often means being powerful or dangerous.
Shang Jianyao asked confirmingly:
"Are you really 'rootless'?"
"Yes." Smith admitted, "Last year, we met Fei's 'Sangzi' business group in the area of influence of the Orange Company."
Shang Jianyao nodded:
"What's wrong with you?"
He pointed to the empty heavy truck.
Smith showed a puzzled and dazed expression:
"We took on a transportation business, and the shipper asked us to transport a large amount of materials to this ice and snow ruins, and someone would come to receive it.
"As a result, this morning we found that all the supplies were missing, so many supplies!
"And our night watchman has no impression of this at all! Neither do we!"
Twenty or thirty heavy trucks and RVs full of supplies can be stolen by thieves casually?
Without the same number of convoys with the same loading capacity, this is simply impossible.
Moreover, even with such a convoy, the transfer of materials is a drudgery that consumes time and effort, and the "rootless people" have no reason to be unaware.
So Smith and his people were at a loss for a long time.
The only thing they were glad was that the vehicle of the family and loved ones was not lost.
"Oh......" Shang Jianyao first sympathized, and then asked excitedly, "Have you had the same dream?"
Do you suspect that this group of "rootless people" have been forced to sleep? Jiang Baimian waited thoughtfully for an answer.
Smith and the others looked at each other and shook their heads one after another.
"People on night duty remember that they didn't sleep." Smith emphasized.
Jiang Baimian thought for a few seconds and said:
"Are you sure the shipper asked you to come here to complete the transaction?"
Who would come to Icefield to do such a big deal? In addition to being hidden, how inconvenient!
"We have confirmed it again and again." Smith replied.
Shang Jianyao asked with concern:
"Did the shipper pay you the freight? That's the point."
"I paid half of it, and I have to give it back on the way back." At this point, Smith suddenly showed a pained expression.
He frowned and gasped:
"I, I don't remember the owner's appearance, identity and address......"
Jiang Baimian's heart moved when he heard this:
"Something actually happened last night, but you all forgot?
"Corresponding memories have been deleted on a large scale?
"Moreover, this may be what the shipper calls 'receiving'."
Smith and the others looked at each other and couldn't answer.
Jiang Baimian didn't urge, and thought to himself:
According to our experience dealing with the "Anti-Intellectual Cult", the large-scale erasure of memories is an ability that can only be possessed after the "Spiritual Corridor", and it has affected nearly 100 people at the same time, leaving no trace, indicating that at least the kind that explores the depths of the "Spiritual Corridor"......
A mysterious and sneaky bulk material transaction...... Neither side of the transaction wanted to reveal their identities and used a very high level of power...... Sensitive materials are involved, or people sitting in sensitive positions, or ......
Thinking of this, Jiang Baimian suddenly had a suspicious object:
That force was clearly located on the ice field, but it had never traded with the outside world or replenished supplies, so that no one knew their specific location.
The Eighth Research Institute!
(End of this chapter)