Embers Ad Infinitum

The sturdy crimson cross-country is driving unsatisfactorily on different streets in the Green Olive District, as if wanting to stroll around here.

　　 When Bai Chen drove, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, and Genawah all cast their eyes out of the window, looking for places with cinder and scorched earth.

　　 At the same time, they tried to find the crazy woman who had disappeared.

　　 Unknowingly, the vehicle entered a familiar area, which was the street where the "wolf den" was located.

　　 Jiang Baimian glanced at the eight-story building, and thought for a moment:

　　 "Go up and see Su Na and the others, by the way, give them the front part of the introductory ash language textbook. The sooner you start learning this kind of thing, the better."

　　 The "Old Tune Group" has only finished the first two-fifths of the introductory ash language textbook for the time being.

　　 "Yeah." Long Yuehong and others did not object.

　　Up to the seventh floor, the five members of the "Old Tune Team" saw the original gang members. They still don't have pistols and wear the same black short-sleeved T-shirts.

　　 But unlike the past, their looks and expressions are quite submissive.

　　 "Is Su Na there?" Bai Chen asked.

　　 During the recent period, Su Na and the others took turns taking the translator and several "servants" out every day to prepare for the next fast food business, not necessarily in the "wolf den".

　　 "Miss Su Na is here, they are learning Honghe language." A gang member recognized who came, and said with a smile.

　　 Jiang Baimian and the others have obvious characteristics, and they followed the Gnawa robot, even if they were disguised, they couldn't hide from the people in close contact.

　　 Jiang Baimian nodded, and was about to step into the "wolf den", suddenly remembered something, and then asked the gang member just now:

　　 "Have you seen this kind of smoke?"

　　 As she said, she took out the transparent pouch containing the cigarette **** from her pocket.

　　——Bai Chen doesn't smoke. In the beginning, he didn't go to every place in the city, so he didn't know much about it.

　　The member of the "Black Shirt Party" took over the sub-bags, and took a closer look:

　　 "Isn't this a banner cigarette?

　　 "The favorite cigarette of port sailors is cheap, strong and strong, but it has a strong taste, and it is similar to the kind of soil smoke that is directly wrapped in inferior tobacco."

　　 "What does it mean to be strong?" Jiang Baimian has no experience in this area.

　　 The member of the "Black Shirt Party" gestured several times:

　　 "I don't know how to put it, that is, the feeling is very strong, uh, very refreshing, very satisfying."

　　 "Extra refreshing." Jiang Baimian glanced sideways to see Yao, and found that he was raising his right hand, covering his mouth and yawning.

　　 Starting from the traces of the scene and combining relevant materials in the field of the "last man", their preliminary judgment on the true "priest" is:

　　I have sleep disorders and often need external force to refresh myself!

　　 "Where can I buy such cigarettes?" Jiang Baimian asked further.

　　 The "Black Shirt Party" member pointed out the window:

　　 "It's the port, there are several grocery stores selling it."

"Harbor..." When Jiang Baimian repeated this phrase, Shang Jianyao had entered the "wolf den" and walked to the row of glass next to the port-this was also the mother of Su Na, Li Qiong and others lying on the windowsill Where the wolf howls.

　　 Jiang Baimian followed and looked towards Xigang.

　　 There are many ships and warehouses everywhere, and a whistle sounds from time to time.

　　 "There is not only this port along the Red River, there are only two or three related to the wasteland on the north bank." Bai Chen said calmly.

　　 Jiang Baimian looked at her and asked thoughtfully:

　　 "Do you mean that the sailors disembarked in other ports, hunted in the wasteland, and brought that scorched earth to the original city?"

　　 "It's very likely." Bai Chen nodded and said, "They don't like to clean their bodies, let alone clothes, pants and shoes."

　　 Genava said immediately:

　　 "Most briquettes workshops are also by the river, not far from the port."

　　 "I get it!" Shang Jian Yao shook his right and punched his left palm.

　　 Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong didn't look at him expectantly.

　　 Shang Jian Yao looks like "There is only one truth":

　　 "After the true ‘priest’ smoked banner cigarettes by accident, he felt that this was too suitable for him, so he often came to the port to buy them, buying a bunch at a time.

　　"In the process, he accidentally stepped on the charred soil brought by the sailors from the north shore and stepped on cinder.

　　 "We only need to ask the grocery stores one by one to find the big buyer, and we can find out the true ‘priest’."

　　 Long Yuehong originally wanted to refute Shang Jian Yao, but after thinking about it carefully, she discovered that this is indeed possible.

　　 In the absence of important information about what type of cigarettes the true "priest" used to smoke, Shang Jian Yao's reasoning is logical, but not necessarily correct.

"Those grocery store owners may not remember the real'priest' appearance. It is an instinct to interfere with the memory of the real'priest' and obscure one's own long-term response, unless it is the kind of encounter on the way, no one Pay attention to whose occasion." Jiang Baimian poured cold water.

　　Bai Chen also shook his head:

　　"This is not like a true ‘priest’, unless it is time to take action in person, I don’t think he will come forward directly where he might be exposed.

　　 "He has a lot of ‘servants’, even ‘puppets’. It’s not a complicated thing for them to buy a few packs of cigarettes on their behalf. He doesn’t need to drive over by himself and go to the grocery stores on foot."

　　 Papa, Shang Jianyao applauded Bai Chen's analysis.

　　His praise never distinguishes the target.

　　Bai Chen is not as embarrassed as before, unless she also feels that there is a problem with her words.

　　 Jiang Baimian nodded gently:

　　 "Yes, we have dealt with the true ‘priest’ twice, and obtained the corresponding information from the company. Although the judgment of his behavior style cannot be said to be 100% accurate, it is still considered to be inseparable.

　　 "So, the high probability that the dark green off-road vehicle followed us before was not the true ‘priest’, and he was basically sure that he was the one who attacked us that day.

　　 "Well, let's try the hypothetical method:

　　 "Assuming that the true ‘priest’ has indeed been to the port, stepped on the scorched earth and briquettes on the north shore, and bought a pack of flagship cigarettes, then, is there anything he needs to do in person?"

　　As soon as the voice fell, before Shang Jianyao, Genawah and others could answer, Jiang Baimian said a little hastily:

　　"Will the servant of the true ‘priest’ follow one of our squads and find the ‘wolf den’?

　　 "Then, the true ‘priest’ came over and took the shot himself."

　　Long Yuehong was shocked.

　　 This is a logical inference!

　　 Jiang Baimian winked at Shang Jianyao, and walked to the depths of the "wolf den" with him, followed by Genawah, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong.

　　 A sound of reading aloud came from the innermost room. It was Su Na and others memorizing different letters and corresponding pronunciations.

　　 Jiang Baimian stopped in front of the wooden door, bent his finger, and knocked three times.

　　 The recitation stopped, and Genawa followed the processing procedure to check the surrounding environment.

　　 In this regard, he is cooperating with Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian. While mainly inspecting non-living bodies, he focuses on human consciousness and bioelectric signals.

　　 "What's the matter?" Su Na's voice came out.

　　 She is using very lame Honghe language, as if it took several days to finally memorize this sentence

　　-She thought it was one of those "servants" who knocked on the door.

　　 Jiang Baimian pushed open the door, and saw Su Na, Li Qiong and others sitting by the bed or moving chairs, and they were studying Honghe language seriously.

　　 "You are here." Su Na happily got up and greeted.

　　 She put her right hand in her pocket unconsciously.

　　 The others stood up, and several of them put their hands in their pockets or trouser pockets.

　　 Seeing this scene, Jiang Baimian thought of alarm bells.

　　 Without her giving orders, Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly became deep.

　　 Suna and Li Qiong put their hands in their pockets and lost the follow-up action.

　　 At the same time, Gnawa took a few steps, blocked the carbon-based people, and shouted:

　　 "There are a lot of explosives here!"

　　 "Explosives..." Long Yuehong almost hissed.

　　 This "priest" is really lingering and hard to guard against!

　　 Facing Su Na and others with a blank face, Jiang Baimian said to Bai Chen:

　　 "Go and see what's in their pockets?

　　 "Old grid~www.readwn.com~ You call the ‘servants’ outside and watch them. If anyone has any changes, they will be killed immediately."

　　 "Okay." Gnawa obeyed the order, turned his body, and went to the gate to look for the members of the "Black Shirt Party".

　　 "What happened?" Su Na asked suspiciously.

　　 "Don't worry, it doesn't have much to do with you. The main reason is that you are worried that you will be harmed." Jiang Baimian said with relief.

　　Bai Chen quickly walked over and found a button-type trigger from the girl's pocket.

　　 "What is this..." Su Na was also quite surprised.

　　 Then, she covered her head, as if someone was knocking hard in it.

　　 Bai Chen found out seven triggers in turn, causing all the women in the room to show an expression of pain.

　　 Ten seconds later, Su Na struggled and shouted:

　　 "Run! There is a bomb!"

As soon as 　　 said these words, she and her companions seemed to finally get rid of their nightmare and return to normal.

　　 Jiang Baimian exhaled slowly:

　　 "Don't worry, it's okay."

　　 She immediately turned her head and said to Long Yuehong:

　　 "The two of us will dispose of the bomb first."

　　 "Yes, group leader." Long Yuehong responded instinctively.

　　 Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao again, and found that his face was serious and solemn.

　　 Yes, if the "priest" is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles!