Once on the ground, Jiang Baimian rushed towards the jeep and said to Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:

"You two search Mor's room for clues related to the Eighth Research Institute, then wait for the Gesterbourg sheriff to arrive."

This is a place of order, an important settlement under the "White Knights." Such a thing has happened here, it's not like in the wilderness where no one cares how many people die. Therefore, the "Old Task Force" must consider the existence of official forces and cooperate to a certain extent, so as not to have to hide in Gesterbourg to investigate later, which would seriously affect the progress.

Most importantly, the "White Knights" are a major force and not without their own strong individuals. Who knows, Gesterbourg might have one sleeping. It wouldn't be easy for the "Old Task Force" to really make waves here.

Once they are exposed, the official forces on the surface, plus the Eighth Research Institute in the shadows, would be enough to make them very uncomfortable. A little carelessness could lead to their demise.

Bai Chen and Long Yuehong had heard the sound of breaking glass, knowing that something had happened upstairs, so they didn't waste words. They left the jeep and ran into the apartment building ahead.

Because they would have to cooperate with the Gesterbourg sheriff in the investigation later, they only brought basic weapons and walkie-talkies, not their military exoskeletons and bionic smart armor.

At the same time, Jiang Baimian didn't think much, opened the car door, and sat directly in the driver's seat.

Shang Jianyao glanced over, hurriedly squeezed into the passenger seat, and shouted:

"Listen to my command!"

Jiang Baimian "uh"ed, realized what was happening, and didn't try to be a hero.

After Genaeva got into the jeep, Shang Jianyao began to give directions.

This place was only about four hundred meters away from the Mining Federation building. If they took the main road instead of the alleys, the route wasn't complicated. Therefore, the "Old Task Force" didn't get lost and soon arrived at the destination with the brown-yellow exterior wall.

There was a small plaza in front of the building, which wasn't too crowded at this time. People were coming and going, and no one was stopping.

As soon as they parked the car, Jiang Baimian and the others pushed open the doors, crossed the plaza, and ran towards the main entrance of the Mining Federation.

There were several armed guards there. When they saw two humans leading a robot "charging" over, they immediately became nervous and raised the guns in their hands.

Just as the leader of the guard team was about to give a warning to stop the intruders, Shang Jianyao shouted loudly:

"Don't be afraid, we're on the same side!"

The words "same side" were deeply imprinted in the guards' minds. They relaxed one after another and lowered their muzzles.

"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?" the guard captain asked curiously.

Shang Jianyao ran towards them like a gust of wind and replied simply:

"There's a sniper on the roof!"

He ran past the guards, leaving the echo of his voice in the wind:

"Killed Old Mor..."

The guards of the Mining Federation suddenly understood and believed him without doubt.

A few seconds later, Jiang Baimian and the others entered the hall of the Mining Federation. It was paved with stones dug out of the mountains, decorated luxuriously, resplendent and magnificent, and spacious enough to play basketball with two teams.

The female receptionist at the front desk hadn't had time to ask who they were looking for or what they wanted when she saw the group rushing to the elevator lobby, leaving only echoing footsteps.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly picked up the phone and notified her superiors.

"There's actually an elevator. It's worthy of being the Mining Federation," Shang Jianyao said with great relief as he pressed the button.

While waiting for the elevator, Jiang Baimian took the opportunity to catch her breath:

"After all, it's the pillar industry of Gesterbourg."

It had produced one wealthy person after another.

She then examined her surroundings and said thoughtfully:

"There are no cameras in the elevator lobby...

Is the 'White Knights' lacking electronic products to this extent?"

Even a place like the Mining Federation didn't have many surveillance cameras.

"It seems so," Genaeva responded based on the information she had collected so far.

Shang Jianyao laughed:

"Maybe some people just don't want to install them to avoid being disturbed."

No one responded to him because the elevator had arrived at the ground floor, and the doors opened.

Jiang Baimian and Genaeva led the way into the elevator, and Shang Jianyao wasn't far behind.

"There is a camera here," Jiang Baimian said, looking up.

Shang Jianyao raised his hands without hesitation, pressed on the corners of his eyes and mouth, and made a face at the camera.

With the elevator, the "Old Task Force" quickly arrived at the top floor and went up to the rooftop via the adjacent stairs.

After finding the location of the shooting as calculated by Genaeva, the three dispersed to check for traces and search the scene.

"It's definitely here..." Genaeva concluded after a while.

"Mm," Jiang Baimian nodded first, then frowned and said, "There are no other clues. We can only preliminarily judge that he left via the stairs."

They didn't find any items left by the sniper at the scene, nor did they find any fingerprints or anything like that.

"Based on the situation at the scene, it is indeed the case," Genaeva agreed.

Shang Jianyao slapped his right fist into his left palm and said:

"He knew there were cameras in the elevator!"

"Go down and take a look," Jiang Baimian ordered.

Seventeen floors wasn't too high for the three of them. Just going down the stairs didn't consume much physical strength. After a series of rapid steps, they returned to the ground floor and found that the exit of the stairwell was very close to the back door of the building.

And from here, there was a section of wall and a sentry post.

Outside the sentry post, because it was working hours, there weren't many pedestrians on the street, and they were all hurrying back and forth.

"Did you see anyone just now?" Shang Jianyao asked the guards in the sentry post.

Jiang Baimian helped add:

"He was carrying a relatively long box, or carrying it on his back."

The guards thought the sheriff was investigating something. They recalled carefully and shook their heads one after another:

"Never seen him."

"In the ten minutes before that, did anyone leave from this door?" Jiang Baimian asked.

The guards gave a negative answer again.

After exchanging glances with each other, Shang Jianyao and the others returned to the stairwell.

"Either that person didn't leave the building at all, or he influenced the guards, making them ignore his presence. Well, don't rule out memory deletion as a possibility..." Jiang Baimian muttered in a low voice.

They didn't consider the possibility of climbing over the wall because as soon as they left the back door of the building, they would be seen by the soldiers in the sentry post.

Genaeva followed up and said:

"On the street outside the back door, most people seem to have to work. No one is home during the day. It's difficult to find witnesses."

Perhaps some passing pedestrians had encountered the sniper, but these pedestrians had already left this place, and the "Old Task Force" couldn't find them in a short period of time.

Shang Jianyao suggested:

"Search the entire building and talk to everyone, and also take a look at the surveillance footage."

"That will take too much time. The sheriff of Gesterbourg should be arriving soon. They won't give us this opportunity," Jiang Baimian thought for a while and showed a slight smile, "Hey, you and I will go back to Mor's place to accept the investigation. Old Ge, you stay nearby and find a place to monitor the front and back doors of the building. See if that person will take the initiative to show up and leave openly after we 'give up'."

Clap clap clap, Shang Jianyao applauded this idea.

This was called luring the snake out of its hole.

...

Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao drove back to Mor's apartment in the jeep without hiding anything.

At this time, two sheriff vehicles with white bottoms and blue stripes were already parked downstairs.

"That's pretty fast," Shang Jianyao praised.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"This shows that Gesterbourg is still relatively orderly."

The two chatted and walked all the way to the top floor, where they saw two security guards in bulletproof vests guarding the door.

"Who are you?" one of the security guards, who was taller than Shang Jianyao, asked in a muffled voice.

"Eyewitnesses," Jiang Baimian replied with a smile.

After being reported, the two were allowed into the house, where they saw Bai Chen and Long Yuehong being questioned by a sheriff.

The sheriff had a thick golden beard and azure blue eyes. His age was unclear, but he wouldn't be over fifty.

He pointed at Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao and said to Bai Chen and Long Yuehong:

"Are these your companions?"

"Yes," Bai Chen and Long Yuehong nodded at the same time.

The sheriff then looked at Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao and said:

"According to other eyewitnesses, you two were the ones who visited Mor at the apartment."

"That's right," Jiang Baimian replied calmly, having already prepared what to say. "We did witness Mor being shot, but it's clear that it has nothing to do with us. The bullet came from outside the window, from a distance."

The on-site investigation could fully prove this point. The sheriff with the golden beard didn't question it and nodded, asking:

"What were you looking for Mor for? Why did you leave in such a hurry after the incident?"

"To ask him for information. Don't you know he's an information merchant? The answer to the latter question is to chase the sniper," Jiang Baimian said with a smile. "We're relic hunters. We couldn't miss this opportunity to make a fortune. I think you won't be stingy with a reward, right? And didn't we leave our companions to protect the scene and wait for your investigation?"

Before the sheriff could ask further, Shang Jianyao interjected coldly:

"If we really wanted to kill Mor, we wouldn't have chosen this time, in this way. Instead, we would have controlled him first, faked the appearance that he was fine, and then secretly taken him to the factory area and found an opportunity to throw him into the molten iron."

The whole room was silent for a moment.