Please "Mandala"? Long Yuehong, who had already gotten out of the car and pretended to help Shang Jianyao, was startled, but at the same time, it felt reasonable.
The "Old Task Force" already knew that many nobles in "First City" secretly worshipped "Mandala" and belonged to the "Saint of Desire" sect.
Phelps's answer and the old K family's secret gatherings only confirmed this point again.
Long Yuehong subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the team leader and Bai Chen, only to find that their expressions hadn't changed.
That's right... at this distance, with this volume, and them sitting in the car, they definitely can't hear... and the team leader's hearing isn't good either... Long Yuehong realized this and turned his gaze further away.
At the end of the street, the gray-robed monk riding the dark black motorcycle seemed a little more serious.
"Does desire have a spirit?" Shang Jianyao pretended to have a sudden realization and asked back with a saying from the "Saint of Desire" sect.
Phelps seemed to have found a fellow believer, revealing an ambiguous smile and gently touching his crotch:
"There are no barriers between people."
"How was it, did you have fun last night?" Shang Jianyao, confirming that the other party was a believer of the "Saint of Desire" sect, asked curiously.
Phelps said with a reminiscent tone:
"It was great, everyone was boiling their desires, putting aside all barriers between them, and opening the door to their own hearts. That kind of experience cannot be described in words. With the help of various sacraments, holy oils, holy medicines, and rituals, I awakened again and again, transcending again and again."
As he spoke, he yawned:
"It's just that I'm very tired the next day, and I probably won't want to do anything similar for a week.
"But at the end of the party, when all desires are burned and the body is extremely exhausted, my heart is at peace, without any worries, and I truly feel a spirituality that transcends everything.
"That's 'Mandala'."
At the end, Phelps piously patted his crotch.
To describe indulgence in such a refined and unconventional way... Long Yuehong almost raised his head to look at the sky.
"What was the sacrament this time?" Shang Jianyao asked with great interest.
Phelps's expression immediately became vivid:
"What else could it be? Marijuana, and similar synthetics."
Shang Jianyao nodded and said sincerely:
"I think you'll all be seeing 'Mandala' in a few years."
"May your desires also be satisfied." Phelps thought Shang Jianyao's "blessing" was very pleasant and replied with a smile.
After chatting for a while, Shang Jianyao and Phelps agreed that their own vehicles would be repaired by themselves, and then waved goodbye.
Back in the "rented" car, as Bai Chen stepped on the accelerator, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong simply recounted the conversation just now, taking turns speaking.
During this process, Shang Jianyao tried to get Long Yuehong to "play" Phelps, but Long Yuehong felt that patting his crotch from time to time was too embarrassing and rejected his suggestion.
Jiang Baimian listened quietly and said with emotion:
"It really is a carnival gathering of the 'Saint of Desire' sect...
"It seems that old K is one of the points of contact between them and the aristocratic class."
"But it won't be all of them." Bai Chen added with a rather confident tone.
Jiang Baimian glanced at her, withdrew her gaze, and said thoughtfully:
"Since old K is a member of the 'Saint of Desire' sect, Garibaldi's cry for help seems a little strange.
"It's normal that he didn't forget to carry the radio transceiver in a hurry, but after entering old K's house, it's too lucky that he hasn't been discovered for so many days, right?
"Old K's house often holds this kind of carnival party. There won't be a lack of Awakened from the 'Saint of Desire' sect inside. As long as they have the level of the 'Origin Sea', it's not difficult to sense a human consciousness hidden somewhere in the house. 'Garibaldi' is not an Awakened, so he can't cover it up on his own.
"Even if those Awakened are addicted to the boiling of desire and are not vigilant enough about their surroundings, they should be able to detect it when they usually come and go to old K's house, unless, in order to keep it secret, the people of 'Saint of Desire' will not actively visit old K apart from the carnival party."
Bai Chen, who was driving, shook her head:
"It doesn't seem like it. Many of the nobles who participate in the carnival party are ordinary people, at most they've undergone some genetic modification. The possibility of keeping secrets is relatively low."
"Yeah, although they've drawn all the curtains, the gathering itself is still very obvious. People in the surrounding blocks will more or less notice it, but they just don't know what kind of gathering it is. This is easy to arouse suspicion," Long Yuehong echoed.
Shang Jianyao also laughed:
"It doesn't make sense that we only used one day to simply find out the truth, while others haven't discovered it for several years."
"Well, for people who pay attention to old K, this may be a semi-public secret." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, "So, could Garibaldi's cry for help be a trap?"
Bai Chen and Long Yuehong didn't answer her, because it was possible and also uncertain.
Shang Jianyao said with a serious face:
"I don't know what kind of trap they'll prepare."
Jiang Baimian originally wanted to discuss this topic in depth and do a detailed analysis, but when she thought that this might expose many secrets of her own team, she gave up on the idea.
After all, she couldn't be sure whether Zen Master Zanaga was using "Telepathy" to eavesdrop at this time.
She looked at the air in front of her and said in a normal voice:
"Zen Master, this matter involves the 'Saint of Desire' sect. It's more complicated and difficult than we imagined. I don't know what your thoughts are. Should we return to the temple first and consider how to save people later, or are you willing to watch us do some probing, find opportunities, and control the scale of the conflict?"
Jiang Baimian didn't know what the relationship between the "Crystal Consciousness Church" and the "Saint of Desire" sect was like, but judging from one being in the open, able to build temples and preach publicly, and the other only being able to secretly influence some nobles, they shouldn't be in the same camp.
After more than ten seconds, Zanaga's voice echoed in the hearts of several members of the "Old Task Force":
"You can go and take a look first."
"Okay." Jiang Baimian didn't hide her joy.
It seems that the "Crystal Consciousness Church" doesn't like the "Saint of Desire" sect very much!
Bai Chen breathed a sigh of relief and turned the vehicle towards the Red Wolf District.
They didn't go to repair the car first, but came directly to Masgard Street and stopped opposite old K's front door.
Jiang Baimian deliberated for a moment and asked tentatively:
"Zen Master, do you think our actions this time are dangerous?"
She remembered that one of Zanaga's abilities was "Prophecy."
This time, Zanaga took nearly a minute to answer, so long that several members of the "Old Task Force" thought that the other party had just withdrawn "Telepathy" and hadn't "heard" the question.
Zanaga said peacefully:
"If you can strictly follow the planned scheme, there won't be any accidents."
This "prophecy" is really a bit ambiguous... Accident, what is an accident? Jiang Baimian muttered in her heart.
Seeing that Zanaga didn't explain further, she turned her body and nodded to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong:
"Act according to the plan."
The first step of the plan was to wait and observe.
After confirming that there were not many people in the house, and that old K and his confidants, followers, and bodyguards were likely to have gone out to work, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong changed into a set of gray canvas clothing.
On the chest of this clothing was a line of Red River language words:
"First City Electric Power Repair Company"
Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong got out of the car and went straight to the preset location, snapping a power line.
Old K's house was immediately "cut off" from electricity.
A few minutes later, Shang Jianyao, with Long Yuehong, knocked on the front door of old K's house.
Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen also got out of the car and walked over.
The front door of old K's house was quickly opened, and the butler, wearing a formal suit with graying sideburns, asked the people outside in confusion:
"Who are you?"
Shang Jianyao, who had disguised himself, immediately responded:
"Isn't it obvious?
"Look:
"There's a power outage in this area;
"We're wearing the clothes of the Electric Power Repair Company:
"So..."
Old K's butler suddenly understood:
"Is there a fault here?
"No wonder there was a sudden power outage."
He no longer suspected anything, stepped aside, and allowed Shang Jianyao and the others to enter.
—Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen had also put on the uniforms of electric power repair personnel.
The group of four from the "Old Task Force" did not delay and went straight to the second floor, heading to the corner guest room that Garibaldi had mentioned.
Before they got close, Jiang Baimian slowed down and turned her head to look at Shang Jianyao.
Shang Jianyao nodded:
"Two human consciousnesses."
—They weren't very clear about the specific architectural layout before. When they were on the first floor, they couldn't determine which room was their target, and there were also humans in other rooms.
Besides, two human consciousnesses and Garibaldi hiding inside weren't contradictory. Maybe it was just a servant cleaning, but hadn't discovered the hider.
Then, Shang Jianyao added:
"There should have been three before."
Uh... The four members of the "Old Task Force" looked at each other. Relying on Zanaga's "supervision", they sped up their pace and arrived in front of the corner guest room.
Jiang Baimian reached out and twisted the handle, opening the door. Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Shang Jianyao scattered and prepared to deal with an attack.
There were two people in the room. A black-haired man was lying on the bed, with a fairly handsome appearance but a rather haggard look. At this time, he was tightly closing his eyes, not knowing whether he was asleep or unconscious.
He was exactly the Garibaldi that the "Old Task Force" wanted to meet.
Another man was sitting on a single sofa, with deep blue eyes, obvious nasolabial folds, and his hair neatly combed back, with a few strands of silver visible. He was exactly old K, Kolenza.
Next to old K, the window facing the back alley was completely open.
Seeing this, Shang Jianyao asked curiously:
"The ambush?"
Old K's expression was a bit dull and complicated. He was silent for several seconds before saying:
"Jumped out the window and ran away."
This... While Long Yuehong was both dazed and amused, old K added:
"One of her abilities is 'Sixth Sense'."
ps: Seeking a guaranteed monthly ticket~