Jiang Baimian watched the wanted man disappear into the alley diagonally across the street, and chuckled softly:

“He also came from the port area.”

“Huh?” Long Yuehong was a little confused.

Then, he subconsciously followed his team leader's gaze and looked at the ground illuminated by the street lamp.

At the curb separating the sidewalk and the road where the man suspected of the citizen assembly bombing ran, there were a few specks of coal dust that had been scraped off.

With the matter of the real "Father" in mind, Jiang Baimian could easily guess where the other party had just passed.

As soon as Long Yuehong saw it clearly, he immediately understood the basis for his team leader's judgment.

While they were talking, the security officers chasing after the man rushed onto the street, randomly intercepting passersby and anxiously asking if they had seen such a person and where they had gone.

The "Old Task Force" was also approached by them.

"He went into that alley." Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and the others answered almost in unison.

Combining the feedback from other passersby, the security officers no longer hesitated and rushed down the alley.

"I always feel that this guy comes out every now and then, not to be found, but to walk those security officers." Jiang Baimian looked at the backs of the pursuers and chuckled thoughtfully, "Or, is he using this to show his presence and attract attention?"

"Why do you say that?" Long Yuehong asked again, puzzled.

Genaverre organized the information in the database and carefully provided the analysis results:

"Each time, he only encounters ordinary security officers with little ability, which seems too coincidental, as if it has been screened."

Recalling the previous encounters, Long Yuehong nodded slightly:

"Indeed."

He then frowned and said:

"But this is logically sound and reasonable. A large-scale investigation will inevitably rely on ordinary security officers at the grassroots level. The probability of encountering them is much higher than encountering strong people within the 'Order of the Hand'."

"That's true." Jiang Baimian laughed before Shang Jianyao could clench his right fist and hit his left palm, saying, "As expected, he's walking those security officers." "I'm just making bold assumptions based on coincidences, and I can't verify them yet."

Speaking of this, she sighed:

"Actually, I would quite like them to cause some trouble and make First City chaotic, so that we have a greater chance of cracking the 'Virtual World'.

"Well, I just don't know what they want to do or what they hope to achieve."

After listening to Jiang Baimian's sigh, Bai Chen walked forward and said calmly:

"There was once an opportunity to make First City chaotic, but we destroyed it ourselves."

"Huh?" Jiang Baimian was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Are you referring to the time when the 'Anti-intellectualism Church' joined forces with the 'Supreme Saint of Desire' sect to cause trouble?"

After receiving a confirming nod, she sucked in a breath like she had a toothache:

"That's right... If we hadn't killed the real 'Father' and alerted the snake, they might have taken action and created chaos by now.

"Alas, a small impatience will ruin a big plan. After we locked down the real 'Father's' location, we should have only monitored him and waited for the chaos to begin before giving him a fatal blow."

"But that might not have succeeded. In the chaos, 'Pastor' Buyong might have discovered something." Bai Chen imagined the consequences of such a development and responded calmly.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Baimian seemed to be waiting for Bai Chen to say that, and smiled brightly.

During the exchange, she glanced at Shang Jianyao, who had been silent all along:

"What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about how to crack the 'Virtual World'." Shang Jianyao replied seriously, "I already have a plan, and I only need to refine the details."

"What plan?" Genaverre asked cooperatively.

Shang Jianyao smiled:

"I was just thinking that we might have to ask for help this time."

"But Xiao Chong doesn't seem to want to go out, and Du Heng isn't that easy to meet, and he might not want to get involved in the 'First City' matter." The only helpers Long Yuehong could think of were Du Heng and Xiao Chong.

He felt that among the strong people his team knew, only these two could steadily suppress the master of the "Virtual World".

"No, no, no, I want to invite someone else." Shang Jianyao raised a finger and shook it a few times.

"Who?" Jiang Baimian couldn't think of an answer either.

In this regard, Shang Jianyao's thinking was always so broad.

Shang Jianyao chuckled:

"Wu Meng."

"..." For a moment, including the intelligent robot Genaverre, the other members of the "Old Task Force" were a little dazed.

Wu Meng was strong, but on the one hand, he seemed to be sealed, and on the other hand, he was a monster. How could they discuss things with him and how could they ask him for help?

They couldn't possibly break the seal and release this extremely dangerous existence for their own mission, right?

Then the team would really become the villains of the Ashlands!

Shang Jianyao earnestly began to explain his "ideas":

"At first, I was thinking that the 'Virtual World' is really troublesome. If you have the ability, you should also replicate the 'Dao and Electrical Appliance Repair' radio station and release Wu Meng's voice.

"Then it's a pity that the gladiator competition isn't at night and can't catch up with the broadcast of 'Dao and Electrical Appliance Repair' radio station. Otherwise, we can see whether Wu Meng's influence is filtered out or the master of the 'Virtual World' is affected..."

As he spoke, the excitement on his face gradually overflowed, as if he thought it was a very interesting thing.

"That's right, gladiator competitions are usually in the afternoon, and Wu Meng's influence may not be what we want." Long Yuehong probably understood Shang Jianyao's plan.

He wanted to bring a radio into the noble's box and play "Dao and Electrical Appliance Repair" for everyone to hear!

Shang Jianyao smiled and looked at him:

"We can induce it. Pretend to be enthusiastic listeners and ask Wu Meng how to get someone to go to the bathroom voluntarily, and then use a tape recorder to record his answers and his great principles, and play them in the noble's box."

This... You went to so much trouble just to get Marcus to go to the bathroom? According to this idea, wouldn't it be easier to directly let Wu Meng influence the master of the 'Virtual World' and let him give up his protection? Long Yuehong didn't know whether to scold Shang Jianyao for going around in such a big circle, still wanting Marcus to have an urgent need to urinate and diarrhea, or to praise his unique and unexpected thinking.

Jiang Baimian listened quietly and said slowly as she walked:

"There are a few problems with this:

"First, whether the recorded voice of Wu Meng exerting influence will still have an effect is unknown, but this can be verified in advance.

"Second, you don't have the phone number of 'Dao and Electrical Appliance Repair' radio station. How can you pretend to be an enthusiastic listener and ask Wu Meng? Directly send a telegram to that frequency in clear code?

"Third, 'First City' can't be ignorant of Wu Meng. They invited the Celestial Master of the 'Eternal Era' sect to seal him. I'm afraid that as soon as you turn on the machine and release Wu Meng's voice, the master of the 'Virtual World' will be able to make associations and respond."

"So there are still many details to be refined." Shang Jianyao sincerely stated that these problems existed.

As for how to record, it was relatively simple - determine the frequency in advance, evacuate everyone, and leave only another tape recorder working there.

Moreover, in First City, far away from the No. 13 Ruins of the Wastelands, the intelligent robot Genaverre was not within the direct scope of Wu Meng's influence and should not be affected - he had been listening to "Dao and Electrical Appliance Repair" radio station in First City several times before without incident.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"This can be put into the subsequent plan, um... even if it really doesn't work, as long as Wu Meng's voice can still have an effect within a certain period of time after being recorded, we'll have earned it."

As she spoke, Jiang Baimian showed a smile like a fox stealing a little hen.

Being able to fleece the enemy is simply one of the great joys of life!

That meant that the "Old Task Force" could borrow Wu Meng's power in some sense. Even if it couldn't be used to crack the "Virtual World", it would be very effective against other enemies!

Long Yuehong listened in a daze, and finally realized that there was indeed a certain degree of feasibility.

Others wouldn't dare say it, but the possibility of Wu Meng, who could influence electronic products, still having an effect after his voice was recorded wouldn't be too low.

Long Yuehong wanted to say that there was no time to delay, but he glanced at his watch and found that the broadcasting time of "Dao and Electrical Appliance Repair" radio station had already passed.

"We can only wait until tomorrow night." He sighed.

While speaking, the group of five from the "Old Task Force" turned into another street.

At this moment, a man walked towards them.

He was about the same height as Long Yuehong, carrying a paper bag, wearing a slightly mottled leather jacket, with long, messy black hair, and emerald green eyes. His features were not deep, and he looked gentle.

Jiang Baimian glanced at him and withdrew her gaze.

She pretended to look at the shops on the street as if nothing had happened, and said in a low voice:

"That wanted man."

"Huh?" Long Yuehong also saw the man, but he didn't think that he had anything in common with the suspect in the citizen assembly bombing who had been running before.

Well, apart from the fact that their eyes were both green and their heights were relatively consistent, there were no other commonalities.

Most importantly, his mouth was completely free of any deformities!

Jiang Baimian looked at the ground and said:

"He didn't change his shoes.

"When I saw the coal dust just now, I noticed that his shoes were black, without laces, very old, and scratched.

"Well, the positions of the scratches match."

While Long Yuehong's eyes widened, Bai Chen slowly exhaled and said:

"He really is walking those security officers."

Jiang Baimian smiled, tilted her head to look at Shang Jianyao and Genaverre, and asked with interest:

"Want to chat with him?"