A few minutes later, Mu Li exhaled and said heavily:
"It seems we were controlled."
"But they didn't expect that the story on the radio today would make us realize something was wrong." Benito responded with a solemn expression.
Mu Li nodded:
"We were quite lucky."
You know, they would be leaving Gesterburg in two days, entering the ice plains, and heading to the agreed meeting point. If that story on the radio was told two nights later, they would essentially be returning to the Eighth Research Institute with a ticking time bomb.
"What do we do now?" Benito asked.
Mu Li glanced at the radio transceiver in the corner of the room:
"Of course, we immediately report the true situation and see what the Institute wants us to do."
He found paper and pen, and quickly drafted a telegram, covering the main points of the whole thing, including the reason for waking up.
After sending the telegram, Mu Li and Benito waited for nearly half an hour and received a reply from the Eighth Research Institute:
"Proceed as planned, do not show that you have noticed the problem."
Mu Li stared at the words for a while, then smiled slightly:
"The Institute is setting a trap for those people..."
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"The target has taken the bait and will proceed as planned."
Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen, and Long Yuehong simultaneously heard Jitis's voice in their ears within the "Fire and Iron" Inn.
Although this was something they knew would happen, Long Yuehong couldn't help but look at his teammates:
"Did you hear that? How did they do it? Does the 'Bodhi' domain have the ability to transmit sound through the air?"
He was getting closer and closer to using old world entertainment terms.
"Heard it." Bai Chen answered first.
"They should be using the statue to give us 'Heavenly Ears', and then they can talk to us. If you think about it carefully, you'll find a lot of background noise from other rooms." Jiang Baimian chuckled. "It's just like our encounter at the Sikaro Temple."
Long Yuehong thought for a while and did recall many sounds, but they were all suppressed by Jitis's words.
"Your imagination is still not rich enough." Shang Jianyao said, disappointed.
Then, he praised:
"That Bodhi statue is truly a divine artifact."
At this time, Genava asked:
"What did Jitis say?"
He was not affected, so naturally he did not hear the voice.
"She said the fish took the bait." Jiang Baimian stood up and said, "We're going to find Jitis now. Some things are safer and more efficient to discuss face to face."
The "Old Task Force," already knowing Jitis's address, went directly to her door and met the information merchant.
"Where are your aunt and uncle?" Shang Jianyao asked politely.
Jitis seemed dazed for a moment, then brushed her honey-colored hair and said:
"I sent them to visit former colleagues. There are some things that are better for them not to know."
After using the "Old Task Force's" special biological agent, Jitis's mother's health improved significantly. Although she couldn't be considered healthy, compared to the difficulty she had even going downstairs before, it was like night and day.
Of course, according to the joint judgment of Jiang Baimian and Genava, that was the most it would do, after all, it wasn't a particularly targeted medicine.
If Jitis's mother didn't engage in heavy physical labor in the future and got enough sleep, she should be able to maintain her current state until old age, when her physical condition would inevitably decline.
As for Jitis's father, he mainly coughed and had difficulty breathing in cold weather, accustomed to taking deep breaths. The current climate was relatively mild, and his condition was not too bad, allowing him to go out with Jitis's mother.
Jiang Baimian had already organized the things she could say into a telegram yesterday and sent it to the company, focusing on the condition of Jitis's parents. She had not yet received a reply.
"Can you tell us the detailed situation?" Jiang Baimian requested.
Jitis regained focus in her eyes and described the details she "saw" as they were.
"It's a trap!" Shang Jianyao was not only not afraid, but unusually excited.
Bai Chen pursed her lips and said:
"The question now is, will the trap be at the meeting point, on the way to the meeting point, or will it be launched in the next two days, in Gesterburg?"
The latter possibility she raised referred to the Eighth Research Institute's allowing Mu Li and Benito to proceed as planned being just a pretense, wanting to use this to superficially paralyze the "Old Task Force," but actually secretly sending out strong fighters to launch a sudden attack in Gesterburg when Jiang Baimian and others were most relaxed and unprepared, catching them off guard.
"Insidious!" Shang Jianyao commented, completely unaware.
After all, he was not the sinister and ruthless one now.
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"So, I brought you to visit Jitis, intending to borrow her Bodhi statue to predict the good and bad luck of the next few days."
She conveyed the request to Jitis through group chat.
--The Bodhi statue can only predict the future of the holder for a period of time, which is relatively rigid. The "Old Task Force" could not let Jitis do it for them.
Jitis was silent for a moment and said:
"It can only be used in this room."
This way, she still had some control.
"No problem." Jiang Baimian agreed without hesitation.
Jitis then opened her backpack and took out the wooden Bodhi statue with a bitter face.
Shang Jianyao reached out and took it, suddenly saying, "Ouch!"
"No negative effects?" Jitis said silently for a few seconds.
"What is it? Why don't I feel anything?" Shang Jianyao looked stunned.
"It's that you can't lie." Jitis answered truthfully. "So, when faced with questions I don't want to answer, I either remain silent or tell some kind of truth, which can create some misleading."
Jiang Baimian suddenly understood:
"Regarding the Bodhi statue, you always said that you had not collected any information different from that of the Hunter's Guild. This is also the truth, because your own affairs do not require extra collection.
"Also, you said that you have to pay a sufficient price to pry open their mouths and get the corresponding answers. The 'they' here actually refers to Mohr and Smith, not including Aster, Iman, and Franz."
"That's right." Jitis nodded.
Snap, Shang Jianyao clapped his empty left hand on his thigh:
"No wonder I don't feel anything, I'm always honest!
"I don't even tell some kind of truth, but the whole truth."
After speaking, he looked at Jitis and asked with great interest:
"So, what is your true opinion of us?"
Jitis kept her mouth shut and did not answer.
Shang Jianyao shook his head regretfully and used both hands to hold the Bodhi statue.
He then half-closed his eyes and muttered.
A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and said:
"This is not right, why is there no prediction result?"
Jitis took a breath and said:
"What period of time are you predicting?"
"What will happen in twenty-eight minutes." Shang Jianyao had an expression of "what's wrong with that?" "I just want to experiment first."
Jitis's expression was no longer dazed, and her eyes were sharper.
She was silent for a moment and said:
"You can't use such a precise point in time.
"You have to use a more vague and broad description, such as, within today, within the next month."
"You should have said so earlier!" Shang Jianyao said confidently.
Jiang Baimian, who was listening, felt her blood pressure rise a little, so she looked at Jitis with sympathy.
Jitis chose to remain silent.
Shang Jianyao closed his eyes again and muttered a few words.
After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said excitedly:
"We will have a bloody disaster in three days!"
What's so good about being happy? Long Yuehong felt a little scalp tingling.
Although this was expected by the "Old Task Force," the term "bloody disaster" still didn't sound reassuring.
Jiang Baimian "Mm"ed:
"Can you know roughly what time period it will be?"
"It's at a relatively late time, and it's tentatively judged to be the day after tomorrow." Shang Jianyao answered truthfully.
"What are the specifics of the bloody disaster?" Bai Chen interjected.
Shang Jianyao shook his head:
"I just saw a blood color.
"Um, I'll predict what kind of bloody disaster it is."
"The same thing can only be predicted once." Jitis reminded helplessly.
Not giving Shang Jianyao a chance to speak, Jiang Baimian nodded and said:
"That day happens to be the day Mu Li and Benito leave Gesterburg and return to the Eighth Research Institute."
"That's a match." Long Yuehong exhaled.
At this time, Shang Jianyao looked at Jitis and asked suspiciously:
"We all know that there will be a bloody disaster, and we should be able to avoid it at that time. Doesn't that mean the prediction is wrong?"
"So far, all the predictions I have made have been realized in some way." Jitis reminded.
Shang Jianyao nodded slowly, looked at Long Yuehong, and smiled cheekily:
"How about I stab you once at that time to satisfy the condition of a bloody disaster?"
If there weren't outsiders, Long Yuehong would definitely let this guy stab himself instead of choosing silence.
Shang Jianyao then became excited:
"Since there will be a bloody disaster only the day after tomorrow, then we have to eat well and relax for the next two days!"