"“‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ won't be targeting those two, will they?” Long Yuehong asked, not too sure, after reading the information projected by Genaeva."

"He felt there were too many choices. After all, with the conflict between the Reformists and Conservatives intensifying, the assassination of any elder, or powerful figure who hadn't entered the Senate, could lead to infighting, like dropping a lit match into a barrel of gunpowder."

Jiang Baimian thought for a moment and said:"

"It's definitely not just them, but I'm more inclined to think the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ is targeting General Focas."

"The fact that Shang Jianyao and I were subjected to suggestion at the General's residence shows that the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ has already penetrated it to some extent. General Focas is either one of them, or he's the next target."

"Hmm, the likelihood of Inspector Alexander being a target of the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ is small. He's one of the two giants of ‘Initial City’, and the protection he receives must be of the highest level. Even if the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’ sends out all eight elders, they probably won't succeed. Their only hope is that there's a traitor around Alexander, an insider, and that's not something we can interfere with. Even if we wanted to act as free bodyguards in secret, we'd probably be discovered and arrested as accomplices of the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’."

"As for the other elders, the sensation caused by their deaths, and the various reactions they'd bring, wouldn't be as great as with General Focas. Moreover, we don't have enough manpower to cover everything. We can only choose the most likely target, and leave the rest to the company, to see if they can gain anything."

After listening, Shang Jianyao laughed:

"That's fate."

This time, Long Yuehong roughly understood his meaning:

The "Old Task Force", which hadn't planned to return to General Focas's residence, had to monitor it again.

When the time came, if there was a celebration banquet, Shang Jianyao definitely wouldn't miss it.

Jiang Baimian ignored Shang Jianyao and nodded:

"Then let's formulate a plan to monitor General Focas's residence. The first prerequisite is that we can't be detected by the people of the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’, nor can we be discovered by the General's security personnel."

"The key is the public toilet in that area!" Shang Jianyao suggested with a serious face.

"Huh?" Just as Long Yuehong was a little confused, Jiang Baimian, Bai Chen, and Genaeva simultaneously turned their heads and looked at a page of information projected.

It was the cigarette butt's test report.

A component called "Ralfie" sugar was extracted from the saliva on it.

It was a cheap candy made from the roots of plants nicknamed "Freeloader" in Redstone Town, and mint. It wasn't very sweet, but it was very refreshing and kept people awake.

The only problem was that it caused a certain degree of diarrhea, making people feel like they were eating for nothing. This negative effect was very popular in Initial City, where dietary structure easily caused constipation and indigestion.

-- Those lower-class citizens who couldn't afford "Ralfie" candy would regularly eat the roots of a plant called "Rhubarb", adding it to stews. This had a similar effect to "Freeloader", but it was relatively milder.

Therefore, the real "Father" often smoked Flag cigarettes and ate "Ralfie" sugar to stay awake, possibly being in a state of diarrhea for a long time.

Although it sounded a bit disgusting and funny, monitoring the public toilets in the streets around General Focas's residence might actually yield something.

While Long Yuehong suddenly understood, Shang Jianyao had already imagined the scene:

"When I rush into the toilet, the real ‘Father’ has already taken off his pants, his bare ass squatting there, and he can only stare at me with wide eyes."

Long Yuehong imagined it too, and felt that the real "Father" might commit suicide out of shame and indignation.

"Be careful of being hypnotized by making eye contact," Genaeva, in his honest persona, didn't understand Shang Jianyao's humor.

…………

Two days later, the "Old Task Force", having made arrangements, went to Wolf Den again before officially monitoring the area around General Focas's residence, and handed over the remaining parts of the Dust World language introductory textbook to Suna and the others.

"Study hard, there are plenty of people on the Dust World who have died tragically because they wanted to master language and knowledge," Bai Chen said, reminding these women with a cold tone.

She didn't mention the people of the ‘Anti-Intellectualism Church’, that is, the real Father who almost blew up Wolf Den before, hated normal people who wanted to think and learn. This was because she was worried about scaring these women who hadn't fully gained a foothold and lacked a sense of security.

"Yes, yes." Suna nodded vigorously, "Actually, we don't feel that learning a language is hard. Gradually mastering words and writing, gradually being able to understand some of what others mean without a translator, makes us very, very happy."

Jiang Baimian nodded lightly:

"That's best. I see that your fast food restaurant is almost ready, and the corresponding ingredients can be resolved at the latest the day after tomorrow."

Tomorrow was the day to hand over the Left Bank Manor.

When trading arms with Lehman, Jiang Baimian would add an extra clause: within three years, no matter who the manor was transferred to, they must sell the manor's output to Suna's fast food restaurant at the lowest price, with only a little profit.

And after three years, either Suna and the others couldn't continue to operate in Initial City and moved to other places, or changed to other businesses, or they had already gained a firm foothold.

Suna and the others couldn't help but exchange a few words about this, full of anticipation.

Seeing that the "Old Task Force" was about to leave, Suna remembered something and quickly said:

"Ogg seems to have something to discuss with you."

"Ogg?" Jiang Baimian repeated this name.

This was the former boss of Wolf Den, a cadre of the Blackshirts.

Ogg, who had a thick circle of beard and was no longer slightly obese, had just come out of the toilet and saw Shang Jianyao with a smiling face.

For some reason, he shivered and quickly put on a smiling face and said:

"Good morning."

"I heard you have something to discuss with us?" Shang Jianyao asked on behalf of Jiang Baimian.

Ogg hurriedly nodded:

"Yes. Actually, it's Second Boss Terrence who wants to see you. He said he has information on the Pleasure Saint Cult and wants you to meet him."

Second Boss was a specific title of the Blackshirts. In the Dust World organizations, it was roughly equivalent to the deputy gang leader, but with greater autonomy, more like a partner.

Information on the Pleasure Saint Cult? Jiang Baimian didn't say much, nodded and said:

"Okay."

After leaving Wolf Den, she suddenly chuckled:

"The real ‘Father’ is really haunting."

"Is there a problem with Terrence?" Bai Chen asked keenly.

Jiang Baimian looked back at Wolf Den:

"Since the real ‘Father’ has been here, he couldn't possibly not notice that the relationship between Ogg and the others and these Dust World women, Suna, was wrong. And with his ability to tamper with memories, he could easily find out that Ogg and the others belonged to the Blackshirts and were under the command of Terrence, and because of what happened, they became what they are now."

"So, Shang Jianyao's ‘Reasoning Clown’ ability should have been exposed to the real ‘Father’."

"And at this time, Terrence suddenly wants to see us. It's too coincidental."

She paused and said:

"I suspect that Terrence's ‘Reasoning Clown’ effect has been quietly broken by the real ‘Father’. He is now extremely clear-headed, gathered the strongmen of the Blackshirts and the clergy of the Transcended Spirituality Order, wanting to set a trap for us and retaliate."

"Then, what do we do?" Long Yuehong was most afraid that the team leader would say to use the plan against the plan, to take the opponent head-on, and was also afraid of doing nothing, and Wolf Den would be taken over by the Blackshirts again.

Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao with a smile:

"Let him talk to him."

…………

In Red Wolf District, inside a cafe with a telephone, Shang Jianyao, in disguise, picked up the receiver and dialed Terrence's number.

A member of the Blackshirts answered the phone, and he quickly fetched Terrence, the Second Boss of the Blackshirts and a member of the Transcended Spirituality Order.

"It's me, Zhang Quibing," Shang Jianyao directly stated his name.

Terrence was silent for two seconds, then said with a smile:

"When are you coming over to visit? I miss you very much, and I also have things to discuss with you."

Shang Jianyao asked without any concealment:

"Don't you trust me anymore?"

Terrence was silent again.

Shang Jianyao didn't mind and laughed:

"I know who is sowing discord between us. You must be clear that he is a member of the Anti-Intellectualism Church and has deep cooperation with the Pleasure Saint Cult."

Terrence didn't speak.

Shang Jianyao continued:

"If you want to change your mind, you can send a telegram to this frequency tonight at this time, and we will return the call depending on the situation..."

He repeated the specific time and frequency twice, then slammed the phone down and walked out of the cafe, which was under close surveillance by the other four members of the "Old Task Force".

At nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, who had rotated away from the area around General Focas's residence, returned to their resting place and turned on the radio transceiver.

-- The monitoring location they chose was quite far from General Focas's residence, so as not to be discovered by the other party's security personnel. They relied more on the height of the buildings and binoculars, and Genaeva, to observe.

Before long, a telegram came in:

"The Pleasure Saint Cult has been active in the recent tense situation in Initial City and is suspected of being deeply involved. If you agree to cooperate, we hope to meet, the specific time, location, and method are to be determined by you."