Before Shang Jianyao could respond, Jiang Baimian added another sentence herself:
“It seems that the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ is mainly targeting General Focas, and the ‘Supreme Desire’ sect is aimed at Inspector Alexander. They are taking a two-pronged approach. As long as one side succeeds, the situation in ‘First City’ will irreversibly slide into the abyss.”
Shang Jianyao nodded:
“Why not the other way around?”
Not knowing how this guy came up with this strange question, Jiang Baimian casually said:
“Maybe General Focas no longer has worldly desires and won’t take the ‘Supreme Desire’ sect’s poisoned bait…”
As she spoke, she laughed, seemingly feeling that it wasn’t very good to talk badly about General Focas behind his back.
Besides, with some of the abilities of the ‘Supreme Desire’ sect’s Awakened, even eunuchs could be made to burn with desire, at most without a channel for venting.
After a pause, Jiang Baimian said solemnly:
“As one of the two giants of ‘First City,’ Alexander’s security forces are definitely far superior to those of General Focas. Only the ‘Supreme Desire’ sect, which has infiltrated the aristocratic class and can, hehe, ‘mix’ with the target, has a chance. Similarly, the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ has clearly been infiltrating General Focas’s residence for more than a while. They have the advantage of location and people.”
The "mix" she used was the "mix" of fairies fighting.
Shang Jianyao raised his binoculars again, aiming at several public toilets in that area.
Jiang Baimian didn't stop him, sighing to herself:
“Luckily, we didn’t lose the watermelon to pick up a sesame seed. We didn’t give up here as soon as we discovered other clues.”
As she spoke, she kept observing that modified dark green vehicle.
On the one hand, she remembered the Senate license plate number "A125," and on the other hand, she closely watched the target's movements.
The dark green SUV, which seemed to be carrying another fake "Father," drove past General Focas's residence and turned left at the intersection ahead.
It went around a large semicircle and entered the rear gate area of General Focas's residence.
That was a blind spot for Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao.
After about ten minutes, the modified dark green SUV reappeared in their eyes, leaving the Golden Apple District slowly and steadily via another road.
“The real ‘Father’ is sending a puppet to contact the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ infiltrators in the General’s residence?” Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully.
Shang Jianyao then sighed:
“The utilization rate of public toilets in the Golden Apple District is not high.”
It couldn’t compare with the Green Olive District at all, but the coverage of public toilets here was far superior to the Green Olive District, with almost every street having one.
“The real ‘Father’ shouldn’t be here now. Is he going to come all the way here to use the toilet?” Jiang Baimian scoffed.
She immediately fell into thought, muttering to herself:
“If you were the real ‘Father,’ after deciding to participate in the assassination of General Focas, what would you do?
“Consider it from the real ‘Father’s’ style and habits, not yours…”
Shang Jianyao immediately leaned forward slightly, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and forcibly yawned.
“…” Jiang Baimian was almost speechless. “I’m not asking you to imitate his appearance!”
Shang Jianyao straightened up again, striking a thinking pose:
“The real ‘Father’ is a cautious and cunning person.”
“Yes, if he’s going to do such a big thing, even if he’s only serving as an assistant, he will definitely understand the situation in all aspects.” Jiang Baimian echoed, “From his perspective, what would I do? Hmm… Even if a puppet is responsible for the contact, observing the surrounding environment, and understanding the various movements, I wouldn’t be too relieved because the puppet’s eyes can’t replace my eyes, and the puppet’s ears can’t replace my ears. The information they collect is likely to miss some key details… This is an idea that an extremely conceited and extremely cautious person would inevitably have.”
The information about being extremely conceited came from Guo Zheng, the fake "Father" in Wild Grass City—his memory was only slightly tampered with. Once the "hypnosis" effect was lifted, he would immediately know that he was a fake "Father," instead of insisting that he was the real "Father." According to him, this was because the real "Father" did not allow the fake "Father" to become the real "Father," even if only in memory.
Similarly, the previous fake "Father," Sandel, had a similar experience.
His tampered memory only concealed the existence of the real "Father," giving him a fake scenario of becoming a "Father." Once Shang Jianyao destroyed the "hypnosis" effect, he immediately realized that he was a fake "Father."
Shang Jianyao thought for a while and said:
“Such a conceited and cautious person is likely to personally do a site survey.”
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly:
“He should do some observation to confirm the details, but he probably won’t show up directly.
“And if he wants to observe the situation personally without showing up directly, he can only, can only…”
Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian's eyebrows jumped.
Shang Jianyao laughed:
“He can only be like us now!”
Observing and monitoring from a distance using terrain and tools!
This way, they can also find out if the puppet is being followed.
“Yes!” Jiang Baimian was suddenly a little excited.
She pointed to the floor and said:
“Could the real ‘Father’ also be in this building?”
“Or…” She took out a hand-drawn map and pointed to several marked points on it, “in the several high-rise buildings we have as backup?”
Clap clap clap, Shang Jianyao applauded.
Jiang Baimian ignored him, pacing back and forth and said:
“We have to add the several buildings we ruled out before. They may not be too high, but they are closer, and the real ‘Father’ is not like us. He doesn’t need to worry about being noticed by the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church.’”
Just as she said this, Long Yuehong, Genava, and Bai Chen, who had rested, entered the rented room, preparing to replace them.
“Team Leader, any gains?” Long Yuehong could clearly feel that Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao were in high spirits.
Jiang Baimian smiled and told them the previous observation results and analysis deductions, finally saying:
“The real ‘Father’ is likely closer to us than ever before.”
“Then how do we determine which building the real ‘Father’ is in? Search one building at a time?” Long Yuehong became excited and raised the most critical question.
“That’s one way, but there are quite a few buildings that meet the conditions, and even more rooms. Checking one by one will take a lot of time.” Jiang Baimian said thoughtfully, “It’s okay if it just takes time, but the movements of checking one by one are not small. I’m afraid it will arouse the real ‘Father’s’ vigilance and stir up a hornet’s nest.”
Bai Chen thought and said:
“Stake out outside each building for two days, observe the people going in and out, and look for targets that fit the physical characteristics of a ‘Father’?”
“The target needs to buy ingredients and invigorating items, and will definitely go out once every two or three days.” Genava agreed.
“Why?” Shang Jianyao objected. “Anyway, he has puppets. Let them help buy them and send them over in a relay.”
Just like the fake "Father" Sandel took the Wolf Den surveillance video, handing it over layer by layer, covering it up layer by layer.
“With the real ‘Father’s’ caution, after entering the observation area, he will most likely choose not to go out again, and let ‘others’ deliver the necessities of life. Hehe, anyway, the rooms in the apartments here all come with bathrooms, uh, they prefer to call them washrooms.” While thinking and analyzing, a smile gradually appeared on Jiang Baimian’s face.
She looked around and said:
“I know how to find the real ‘Father’!”
“How to find him?” Long Yuehong asked very cooperatively.
Jiang Baimian put away her smile and said seriously:
“Go to the garbage rooms of those buildings and rummage through the items inside.
“The real ‘Father’ has sleep disorders, and his spirit will be in a state of decline. In this state, the tolerance for the living environment will be significantly reduced. Especially when he tries to rest, he will definitely have higher requirements for the quietness of the room and the corresponding smell. Now that the weather is gradually getting hotter, the garbage will have an odor after being piled up at home for a long time. The real ‘Father’ should not let them stay in the room.
“Of course, the method he chooses is likely to be ‘hypnotizing’ the neighbors and letting them help him take out the trash.”
After a pause, Jiang Baimian concluded:
“As long as we find the butts of Flag cigarettes, the wrappers of ‘Lalfi’ candies, and other things in a certain garbage room at the same time, we can initially determine which building the real ‘Father’ is in!”
——In the edge area of the Golden Apple District, there are definitely some people who eat “Lalfi” candies, but there are almost no people who smoke Flag cigarettes.
That belongs to the harbor and the heavy manual laborers in the Green Olive District.
Rummaging through garbage… Long Yuehong imagined the scene and responded:
“Yes, Team Leader!”
…………
Bosen, wearing an old jacket, looked at the two normally dressed men and women wearing strange masks in front of him, and took a few steps back in fear.
Since the last bit of farmland in the suburbs was annexed, he had become a scavenger in the Golden Apple District.
Unlike other districts, the residents here often had food leftovers that were thrown away as garbage, allowing him to fill his stomach. At the same time, the garbage was not lacking in items that were valuable in the Green Olive District, so Bosen could exchange a little Cass or Delasay from time to time.
“Don’t be nervous, we’re here to help you.” Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a gas mask due to the smell, said solemnly, “It’s too much of a waste of time for you to rummage through it alone.”
Bosen didn’t speak, looking wary.
Shang Jianyao squatted down, rummaged out a few crumpled pieces of paper, unfolded them casually to take a look, and then threw them to Bosen:
“Not used much, you can take it back for recording.”
Bosen didn’t dare to take it, but hesitated and didn’t want to leave, because the garbage room in this building was very likely to yield food.
At this time, Jiang Baimian, wearing gloves, glanced at Shang Jianyao sideways:
“Do your own thing.”
“Just by the way.” Shang Jianyao emphasized that he didn’t waste time.
Seeing that the men and women were busy on their own and no longer looking at him, Bosen hesitated for a while, plucked up his courage, and joined their ranks.
This was not only work, but also life.
ps: There will be an early update at midnight~