Embers Ad Infinitum

After looking at the photo in Jiang Baimian's hand, Long Yuehong suddenly realized:

Now that the shooter who is suspected of Lei Yunsong has appeared, it is very likely that another shooter's companion who is suspected of Lin Feifei will appear!

——Information provided by Chen Xufeng showed that after the disappearance of the "old tune group", only these two members were suspected of being seen.

Why didn't I link these two things together? Long Yuehong couldn't help but raised her hand and patted her forehead, feeling that she still tends to get nervous when encountering problems, and her thinking has become less active.

Shang Jianyao was not at all surprised that Jiang Baimian took out the photo of Lin Feifei, and said in a tone that you really have come to this point:

"Where to start asking first?"

Jiang Baimian frowned:

"Do you want to say that you asked me to ask people with photos of Lei Yunsong and Lin Feifei?

"Can the current situation be the same as yesterday? Moreover, this is not a wide-spread inquiry. Within a controllable range, you don't have to worry too much.

"This time, another time."

If you ask someone again today if you have seen Lei Yunsong, there will be no hidden dangers. The hunters of the relics in the whole city are looking for him.

But on Lin Feifei's side, she has to be relatively scrupulous, because she has not "exposed" yet.

Without giving Shang Jianyao a chance to "justify", Jiang Baimian glanced at the shops in Hong Luo Lane and said first:

"Pick me a watch."

She immediately walked to a position close to Huangjiao Lane, and then shouted:

"ready."

When the second hand was close to the hour, Shang Jianyao raised his right hand with great interest and waved it down suddenly:

"Start!"

Jiang Baimian lowered his body, swung his arms, and ran wildly like a swift cheetah.

Long Yuehong watched this scene in amazement, before he had time to think about what the team leader wanted to do, Jiang Baimian ran outside Hongluo Lane and stopped by Shang Jianyao.

Such a movement naturally attracted the attention of surrounding hunters and people passing by, but they all looked blank, as if they were looking at fools.

"A few seconds?" Jiang Baimian breathed, and asked aloud.

Shang Jianyao withdrew his gaze from the watch:

"It looks like four seconds."

He is not an electronic watch, nor a stopwatch, so it can't be very precise.

"At that time, the gunman was still holding a sniper rifle, and there were many obstacles on the rooftop. Four seconds should not be enough, but five to six seconds..." Jiang Baimian said as he came to the place where Liu Dazhuang was shot and fell down, and then went red. Luo Xiang walked a few steps back from the entrance, muttering to himself, "Allow the gunman time to aim."

After standing still, Jiang Baimian raised his hand and turned his wrist, looked at the electronic watch, and walked into Hongluo Lane according to Liu Dazhuang's stride length and frequency in his memories.

"One...two...three...four...five...six." Shang Jianyao counted there very cooperatively.

When six seconds came, Jiang Baimian stopped immediately.

At this time, Long Yuehong vaguely understood what the group leader was doing:

She was restoring part of the shooting incident to determine the approximate location of Liu Dazhuang's discovery by fellow gunmen!

Jiang Baimian didn't do any strange behavior any more, and greeted Shang Jian Yao to pass.

The hunters of the ruins watching by the side gradually looked away, and only a few were still watching here.

They think that Jiang Baimian was trying to reorganize the scene when the incident occurred, and this has been done by a senior hunter, and he did not find any useful clues and lacked sufficient value.

When he no longer received attention, Jiang Baimian smiled and said to Shang Jian Yao:

"It is impossible for the gunman's companion to use the walkie-talkie to notify him as soon as he finds Liu Dazhuang, it will be noticed by the other party and change the route in advance."

While she was speaking, she walked a distance further.

"At this position, if you turn your back and the volume is lower, Liu Dazhuang should not be able to detect it." Jiang Baimian stopped again, pointing to the street and said, "Take the photo to these shops and ask."

She looked at Long Yuehong not far away.

"Me?" Long Yuehong pointed at herself silently.

Jiang Baimian nodded, and said to Shang:

"A lot of exercise."

Long Yuehong took a deep breath, walked towards the group leader first, quietly received Lin Feifei's photo, and then entered an "electrical repair shop" on the street.

"Boss, hello..." Long Yuehong greeted him somewhat awkwardly.

The owner of the repair shop is a 27-year-old man with a little dirty body.

He responded without raising his head:

"I haven't seen it, I really haven't seen it! There are not a hundred people passing by my door every morning, there are dozens, how can I remember?

"Liu Dazhuang, I have never heard of it!"

Uh, some relic hunters have already come to ask...Long Yuehong understood what was going on right away.

In order to prevent his "single-player mission" from failing before it even started, he plucked up the courage and handed out the photo:

"I didn't want to ask Liu Dazhuang."

In a state of a little nervousness, he didn't know what he thought of, and blurted out:

"Boss, I am a man, and you are also a man..."

The boss looked up in surprise, and happened to see the photo of Lin Feifei.

He immediately showed a clear look:

"Are you fascinated by her?

"Where did the photos come from? You have a camera? This is a good thing!"

Long Yuehong was stunned for a few seconds before saying:

"Have you seen her?"

He actually saw Lin Feifei!

The group leader is really amazing!

Outside the shop, not far away, Shang Jianyao, who was standing facing the road, suddenly said to himself in confusion:

"When did he learn to reason about the clown?"

"This is called imitation, and it's a straight face." Jiang Baimian exhaled earnestly.

Finding useful clues at the beginning made her think that today should be smoother.

In the shop, the boss admired the photo and scratched his head:

"In the morning, and not long after, when I opened the door, she was right next to the tree, and she was a little trembling with the cold wind, which looked distressing.

"Hey, if it wasn't for me to drag the family away, I would definitely let her in and wait."

Seeing that Long Yuehong had gained something, the whole person became excited, and asked like confirmation:

"Really her?"

"I just saw it, can I still admit it? I remember her mole." The boss pointed to Lin Feifei's left eyebrow on the photo.

Long Yuehong relaxed and asked:

"What happened later? Where did she go?"

"Isn't someone shot over there? Maybe she was scared, so she went back." The boss pointed to her right, "She might live in this yard."

Long Yuehong thanked him repeatedly and withdrew from the shop with a sense of accomplishment.

With no one around, he walked to Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, and quickly repeated the clues he had asked while returning the photos.

After speaking, Long Yuehong showed an expression of admiration from the bottom of his heart, and asked curiously:

"Group leader, how are you sure that you can ask Lin Feifei for clues?"

"I'm not sure." Jiang Baimian answered with a smile.

She glanced at the relic hunters outside the alley and quickly explained:

"If you don't ask, it means I guessed wrong, and then investigate in another direction based on the traces of the scene.

"There is a saying in the old world: bold assumptions, careful verification. When looking for clues, don't be afraid of making mistakes. Every mistake you make will prove that you have ruled out a possibility and are getting closer and closer to the truth.

"However, this cannot be done on the battlefield. If you make a mistake, there may be no next time."

Long Yuehong said in a tone of "learned again":

"I understand."

He stopped staying, separated from Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian, and returned to Bai Chen.

Jiang Baimian immediately looked at the yard that Lin Feifei entered, and smiled and said to Shang Jian Yao:

"It's your turn."

The target is the old man guarding the entrance to the yard.

He was in his fifties, wearing a military green cotton cap, a blue shirt, black trousers and brown cotton shoes. He looked very bloated and didn't talk about matching at all.

"Can you use your ability?" Shang Jianyao didn't rush over.

"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded, "When you get here, everyone may have something to do with Lin Feifei's'missing', so you can't be careless."

Shang Jianyao sighed first, watched it drift into a white mist, and then walked towards the courtyard surrounded by the building with a little excitement.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance and smiled and said to the old man sitting in the guard box:

"uncle……"

The old man stared, and interrupted Shang Jianyao's words:

"If you want to ask, give me money first.

"You relic hunters are better than the other!"

Shang Jianyao's "reasoning clown" talk that had been brewing for a while was immediately blocked.

He was not angry, and asked enthusiastically:

"Anything you can ask?"

The old man was startled, he always felt a little weird in front of him.

He replied deliberately:

"It depends on how much you can give."

"Master, look." Shang Jianyao put on a bargaining gesture, "You are a man, and I am also a man. You want to take the opportunity to make some money, and I also want to take the opportunity to make some money, so..."

The old man was confused and sighed:

"Hey, the poor, don't embarrass the poor.

"Go ahead, what do you want to ask?"

"Have you seen this person?" Shang Jianyao handed out Lin Feifei's photo.

"I have seen it, she was in the hospital." The old man pointed to the building road near Huangjiao Alley, "Did you see it? That building."

"What floor, what number?" Shang Jianyao asked further.

"I heard Old Zheng mentioned in that building. She lives on the second floor. The innermost room is on the side of the door. I don't know if it's correct," the old man replied.

"Thank you." Shang Jianyao took out an energy bar and handed it to the old man.

In this way, even if the old man recalled afterwards, he would not suspect that he had been wicked, but would only think that he was bought by food.

Sure enough, when the old man saw the energy bar, he immediately smiled:

"no, I'm fine."

He said no, and took it.

With this deal, the old man did not prevent Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian from entering the courtyard.

Arriving at the corresponding building, up to the second floor, Jiang Baimian waited patiently for a while in no rush to find the target room.

After a while, a reminder came from her walkie-talkie, and Bai Chen's voice immediately sounded:

"In place."

Jiang Baimian no longer delays, and walks along the aisle to the side near the gate.

Just a few steps, she frowned:

"Neither room is empty."

——There are two rooms in the deepest part, one by the courtyard and the other by Huangjiao Alley.

According to Jiang Baimian's judgment, Lei Yunsong and Lin Feifei should live in the outer room, which is easy to transfer. Bai Chen and Long Yuehong went to Huangjiao Alley to prevent anyone from jumping the window.

"No one." Shang Jianyao repeated Jiang Baimian's words.

Jiang Baimian speeded up his pace immediately, came to the target room, took off a small tool hanging from the armed belt, and easily opened the slightly ancient lock.

The layout inside is similar to the place where they rented, with high and low beds with tables, chairs and benches~www.ltnovel.com~ The room is very clean, and at first glance, there is nothing left of belonging to the tenants.

"Abandoned this place?" Jiang Baimian did not slack off, and searched carefully.

Shang Jian Yao even lay directly on the ground and looked at the bed.

"There is a piece of paper," he said suddenly.

"What paper?" Jiang Baimian stopped.

Shang Jian Yao took out the piece of paper, got up and spread it out.

In the next second, he and Jiang Baimian saw the front side of the paper at the same time.

It says there:

"Thinking is a trap, knowledge is poison...

"Don't touch books anywhere...

"Can't repudiate the old world..."