With the example in front, Long Yuehong couldn't think of any reason to argue, so he closed his mouth and stopped discussing the issue.

It couldn't be that when the Old World was destroyed, the places where "Zhuang Sheng's" incarnation lived were targeted, right?

At this moment, Bai Chen, who was driving, asked:

"Are we going to find the information merchant Mor now?

"It's almost noon, should we have lunch first and then go in the afternoon?"

"No, we're going now!" Shang Jianyao answered first.

He explained excitedly:

"What if we're delayed by lunch and arrive late, and Mor gets silenced?

"There are too many such things in the Old World entertainment data, we can't make similar mistakes."

As he spoke, he became earnest.

Uh... Long Yuehong was stunned.

But he had to admit that Shang Jianyao made a point.

Such a situation had to be guarded against.

Jiang Baimian "hmm"ed:

"Anyway, it's only a little past eleven o'clock, and inquiring about information won't take much time, let's go find Mor first."

To catch the tail of a secret organization like the Eighth Research Institute, they had to nip things in the bud and not give them a chance to react!

Previously, Gitis had given relevant information about Mor and others, so the "Old Tune Team" didn't need to ask again. After several twists and turns, they arrived at a complex neighborhood.

The buildings here seemed to be unorganized, arranged in a messy and intricate manner, some close, some far, separating one alley after another leading to who knows where.

The outer wall of the apartment where Mor lived was grayish-black, giving an overall heavy and rough feeling, forming a sharp contrast with the luxurious and bright Ester's house.

——Gust Fort is close to the Icefield, and the primary consideration for most buildings here is indoor warmth, thus creating such an architectural style.

Of course, the houses built after the destruction of the Old World mainly have a similar style. Those from the Old World are not like this, because at that time the climate had not changed drastically, the Icefield had not yet expanded, and although the weather in Gust Fort was not as warm as the south, it was not extremely cold.

"Mor lives on the top floor of this building." Bai Chen parked the Jeep and looked at the top of the apartment.

Jiang Baimian carefully observed for a while, and suddenly smiled:

"The two information merchants in Gust Fort are a bit strange, not to mention Gitis, Mor's choice also reveals a certain contradiction."

"What choice?" Long Yuehong asked in confusion.

Jiang Baimian looked around:

"The streets and alleys here are like spider webs, quite complex, but the residents are basically workers from those factories, as well as their families, and the composition is very simple.

"In other words, when relic hunters like us enter this neighborhood, it's like a few lions coming into a flock of sheep, very conspicuous, and there's no way to hide our incompatibility with this place. Mor only needs to use a few informants to monitor whether there are outsiders, and what they roughly look like.

"Then, he can make a judgment in advance based on this, whether to leave his residence immediately and hide in a backup safe house, or prepare fully and wait for business to come to his door.

"This is a basic quality of an information merchant."

Long Yuehong suddenly realized:

"The contradiction is that he chose to live on the top floor, which is the most inconvenient to transfer and evacuate from?"

"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly.

At the same time, Shang Jianyao laughed:

"What if his safe house is in the same building, wouldn't that be even more convenient?

"Moreover, the top floor also makes it easier for him to personally observe the situation in this neighborhood.

"Or he has a military exoskeleton device that can use the protrusions on the outer wall to easily and quickly get from the sixth floor to the ground floor."

The more he said, the more outrageous it became.

"According to Gitis's description, Mor is old and doesn't have much ambition anymore. Such a person wouldn't put a safe house near his home, because he would be afraid that the enemy would search the surrounding houses." Jiang Baimian said simply, "There is such a possibility of hiding in plain sight, the enemy may easily mistake him for not being at home in the first place, but does Mor dare to gamble? He might have dared when he was young, but now..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian changed the subject:

"But if he really has a certain relationship with the Eighth Research Institute, we do have to guard against military exoskeleton devices or other unexpected things.

"Lao Ge, this time you come up with us, Xiao Hong, Xiao Bai, you stay in the car."

She made the arrangements smoothly.

Then, Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian, and Gernava followed the address provided by Gitis and went up to the top floor along the cold and dark corridor.

Knock knock knock!

Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to knock on the door of Mor's house.

A violent cough sounded, and someone behind the door leaned up to the peephole.

"Who are you, what are you here for?" A slightly hoarse voice, with phlegm in the throat, asked through the heavy wooden door.

"We're here to inquire about information." Shang Jianyao replied according to Gitis's instructions.

After a few seconds, the door creaked open, and someone coughed twice and said:

"Come in."

Shang Jianyao immediately slipped in, followed closely by Jiang Baimian and Gernava, who was originally hiding aside.

Mor's hair was already gray, but it could be seen that his hair color when he was young was the golden color common in Gust Fort.

He hunched slightly, coughed from time to time, his complexion was not very good, and he had many skin patches, giving a feeling of decay.

At this time, the room was filled with the smell of being unkempt for a long time, and the situation was indeed the same.

Mor was holding a "United 202", walked to the window, turned around, and said to Jiang Baimian and others:

"What information do you want to inquire about?"

His gaze lingered on Gernava for the longest time.

When Mor withdrew his gaze, Gernava raised his right hand and made a gesture of circling his thumb and index finger, and stretching out the other three fingers towards Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao.

The meaning of this gesture is that according to scanning and detection, there are no particularly dangerous items in the room, including on Mor's body.

"We want to inquire about one thing." Shang Jianyao took a few steps forward, took out a knight's silver coin that Jiang Baimian had given him in advance, and flicked it towards Mor.

After Mor caught the silver coin, he said with a smile:

"This is a deposit."

"You're very generous." Mor's vigilance was obviously reduced a bit, and he no longer controlled his cough.

Shang Jianyao immediately responded:

"Yes.

"Now that you've taken our money, it's equivalent to agreeing to the establishment of the transaction, and you are a person of integrity, you will definitely not fail to answer our questions, or deceive us with false information."

He directly used "Mind Implantation".

Having investigated to this point, there is a considerable possibility of touching the people of the Eighth Research Institute, and the "Old Tune Team" didn't dare to be careless at all.

Mor's eyes flickered for a moment and said:

"What do you want to know?"

Shang Jianyao asked with a smile:

"Who commissioned you to find Ester to buy a batch of rare metals and hand them over to the 'Far Traveler' merchant group?"

Mor's expression changed, and his face suddenly twisted.

His whole person seemed to be caught in an unspeakable struggle, as if an angel and a devil were playing tug-of-war in his mind.

In the next second, Mor raised his gun, pointed it at his head, and tried to pull the trigger.

But because of the change in his expression, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian had already become vigilant, tightened their spirits, and reacted immediately when they found something wrong.

Pa!

Jiang Baimian threw a hand grenade with the pin still on it with her left hand, it accurately and fiercely hit Mor's hand, deflecting his muzzle.

With a clang, the "United 202" fell to the ground.

Bang!

A bullet unexpectedly flew from a distance, shattering the window glass and hitting Mor.

Mor's upper body instantly disintegrated, turning into blood clots and scattering around.

Bang bang, two more gunshots rang out, and Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao dodged in time.

When they rolled to a shooting blind spot, the gunshots subsided.

"It's an anti-material sniper rifle." Gernava made a judgment based on the severity of the damage to the room and Mor's body.

Jiang Baimian didn't get up immediately, and said in a deep voice:

"Approximate location."

"According to calculations, the enemy is three hundred and ninety-eight meters away, on the top of that seventeen-story building, and has now left." Gernava, who wanted to counter-snipe, failed to do so.

This exceeded Shang Jianyao's area of ability coverage.

The seventeen-story building... that's the building of the Gust Fort Mining Association... Jiang Baimian came out of hiding, ran to the window while issuing an order:

"Chase after them!"

Although chasing after them now, the other party would have already evacuated, but there might still be some clues left behind.

Moreover, anti-material sniper rifles are not so convenient to carry and are relatively conspicuous. If the "Old Tune Team" can get there in time, they might be able to meet some witnesses.

Jiang Baimian was not wearing a military exoskeleton device, but relying on her super balance ability and coordination ability, using the protruding window sills, she jumped down layer by layer, quickly descending from the top floor to the ground. Shang Jianyao and Gernava learned from her, and were not slow at all, like agile apes.

During this process, Jiang Baimian figured out one thing.

That is, Mor should have been implanted with a thought. When controlled and trying to tell information about the Eighth Research Institute, he would commit suicide in various ways.

Moreover, there was another person hiding in the dark, constantly monitoring his situation, and would kill him to silence him if anything went wrong.