The search for city maps was something the "Old Task Force" had become adept at. They quickly obtained several from what appeared to be a newsstand.

The problem was that these maps were quite limited in size, only marking the main roads, landmarks, tourist attractions, well-known restaurants, medical facilities, and other important things. They didn't go into detail about every neighborhood or building.

In other words, it was impossible to find Harbor Home from these few maps.

However, this didn't stump Jiang Baimian. She considered it for a moment and said:

"Look for Renhui Hospital. Since Fan Wensi and Li Jinlong came here to accompany their son for treatment, the place they rented wouldn't be too far from the hospital. We'll use Renhui Hospital as the center and search outward in circles."

With a point of reference, things would be much easier.

"Okay."

"Mm."

"No problem."

"Alright!"

Long Yuehong and the others responded in succession.

Soon, Genaeva located the position of Renhui Hospital.

No carbon-based human could be faster than him.

"Let's go!" Shang Jianyao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, waved his hand with high spirits.

In the next second, he humbly asked:

"Old Ge, which way do we go?"

"Go straight and turn left at the second intersection..." Genaeva took on the role of a smart navigation system.

Although he was sitting in the back row on the right side, it didn't affect his observation of the scene ahead.

Seeing the jeep start to move forward, Long Yuehong said with some worry:

"I wonder what dangers are hidden in those three places..."

"Maybe we'll encounter experts or monsters at the 'New World' level!" Shang Jianyao said in a deliberately frightening tone.

Genaeva didn't know if he was cooperating or being honest:

"What if we really encounter them?"

Hiss, the specifications of Taicheng, this Buddhist holy land, are obviously higher than the previous three. It's really possible to encounter enemies related to the "New World"... Long Yuehong secretly sucked in a breath of cold air, but he didn't want to show fear in front of Bai Chen, so he could only hold on, so that his face only changed slightly.

"We definitely can't beat them. Apart from Old Ge, none of us can withstand the infection of 'Heartless Disease'," Shang Jianyao sighed exaggeratedly, "and the protection of 'Nether Aunt' is gone."

Before Long Yuehong could look at Bai Chen, Shang Jianyao switched personalities and added seriously:

"We can only implement the strategic deterrence plan.

"If the main body of the 'New World' related enemy is in Taicheng, we will tell him as soon as we encounter him:

"As long as all four of us become 'Heartless Ones', Old Ge will use the command to activate the nuclear warhead in the trunk, take him down with us, and bury Taicheng with him!"

This... Long Yuehong initially thought this plan was too exaggerated, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that it might actually work.

He began to suspect that the person behind the scenes had painstakingly let his team obtain the nuclear warhead in order to deal with similar situations.

Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:

"The premise is modified to as long as any one of the four of us is infected with 'Heartless Disease'."

Her meaning was very clear: to tie the lives of the "Old Task Force's" carbon-based humans together to avoid being defeated one by one.

"No problem." Genaeva accepted the order.

As an intelligent robot whose duty is to serve humans, it is its duty to execute a suicidal plan when necessary.

At this time, Shang Jianyao sighed again:

"The premise is that we have time to communicate and the other party can communicate."

"No plan is perfect." Jiang Baimian was quite open-minded about this.

Then, she glanced at the rearview mirror:

"Didn't we also report the general situation to the company before we entered True Taicheng?

"The company has confidence in us. The condensed version of that long passage is: 'Grab the items and charge forward!'"

Shang Jianyao turned to look at the team leader and smiled:

"You're quite open-minded about this, why do you have such a serious fear of death?"

"Because I have confidence and feel that I can survive in most situations." Jiang Baimian had already thought about this issue.

Her third island of fear has not made any progress so far.

The two people's chat successfully eased Long Yuehong's inner tension a little, and he moved his left hand holding Bai Chen's hand.

Then, he felt Bai Chen's counter-grip become a little stronger.

In this way, the "Old Task Force's" jeep rampaged along the sidewalks of Taicheng.

Along the way, they did not get out of the car and did not collect any supplies.

Time is life!

More than half an hour later, after bypassing several completely blocked blocks, Jiang Baimian and the others saw a complex of buildings with the sign "Renhui Hospital".

At the front was the outpatient building, with a total of seven floors, and at the innermost part was a ward building with more than twenty floors. Trees stood tall between the two, and the greenery was lush, as if there was a small garden.

On the far right side of the garden was a nine-story building, the purpose of which was not specified.

At this moment, this complex of buildings didn't look like it was surrounding a garden, but rather like it was built directly in the forest, presenting a posture of nature swallowing civilization.

"Namo Amitābha." Chan Master Pudu, Shang Jianyao, proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"This isn't a Buddhist holy land!" Jiang Baimian mercilessly exposed the unprofessionalism of this fake monk.

Chan Master Pudu had a kind face:

"The son of Fan Wensi and Li Jinlong is likely to be related to my Buddha."

Jiang Baimian couldn't argue with him and directly issued an order:

"Okay, check the names of the surrounding neighborhoods around Renhui Hospital, in circles outward."

This search lasted for nearly an hour. Finally, the "Old Task Force" discovered Harbor Home less than one kilometer away from Renhui Hospital in a straight line.

This was a rather old residential area.

Old in the sense that it was already a bit old in the Old World.

This could be seen from the fact that most of the buildings in the community were no more than ten stories high and the corresponding architectural style.

As for the exterior walls, everyone is about the same now:

The same dilapidated, the same mottled, the same covered with many green plants.

"Now the question is, there are about seven or eight buildings in this community. I don't know how much time it will take to find them one household at a time," Shang Jianyao said with a grin.

Jiang Baimian showed a "Are you stupid?" expression:

"First go to the place that manages the community resident information, called, it seems to be called property management.

"As long as the data on the computer storage device there can be recovered, we can extract the corresponding information."

Genaeva moved his metal neck up and down:

"True Taicheng has not suffered any damage. The storage device should not have suffered physical damage. I can directly read the data on it."

This was a true "read".

The property management of Harbor Home was quite easy to find, just inside the three-story building on the left side of the entrance.

There was a front desk here, with two sets of decayed bones sitting upright behind it, and piles of white bones scattered around in different places.

Bai Chen slowly looked around and said with a solemn expression:

"I feel that the dead here in Taicheng are very strange."

She organized her words and continued:

"Many people seem to have died suddenly while doing their own things, without struggling, without resisting, without being attacked.

"For example..."

She pointed to the two skeletons at the front desk and then added:

"There are also corpses sitting quietly in many vehicles on the street. Those who were thrown out of the window or in different postures, the cars all have signs of collision. I suspect they passed away suddenly while driving, and the vehicles lost control and crashed into a ball, which caused changes in their posture or position."

Jiang Baimian nodded and pointed to the piles of white bones covered with some rags:

"These are the same. They should have been walking, died suddenly, and fell to the ground."

Long Yuehong felt a chill down his spine and muttered to himself:

"If it's just infection with 'Heartless Disease', it won't be like this..."

"Heartless Ones" have biological instincts and even use some tools.

"This shows that we are getting closer and closer to the truth of the Old World's destruction," Shang Jianyao said with a smile.

Jiang Baimian "Mm" a voice:

"Old Ge, you study the computer at the front desk, we check the bodies."

After a while, Shang Jianyao and others did not find any valuable clues. After all, the deceased had passed away for decades, and the "Old Task Force" lacked the corresponding trace analysis instruments.

However, Genaeva successfully "read" the data from the storage device and found the names of Fan Wensi and Li Jinlong.

"Building 5, Room 403, shared with others.

"Which room they specifically live in, we have to investigate on site."

Jiang Baimian glanced at the bones next to her and sighed:

"Let's go."

Before long, they found Building 5 in the community and kicked open the door of 403—the lock was so broken that it couldn't be used.

After a simple investigation, Jiang Baimian and others eliminated other rooms one by one based on the characteristics of the clothes in the closet and the situation of the bones in the house, leaving only the back-facing room.

The bed here was covered with a white dust cover, indicating that the occupants had gone on a long trip and would not be back for a while.

This coincided with the situation of Fan Wensi and Li Jinlong returning home for the New Year in despair.

Wearing gloves, several members of the "Old Task Force" searched different places in this small room separately.

Jiang Baimian went straight to the old-fashioned brown desk by the window and reached out to open the drawer.

What caught her eye was a stack of yellowed documents.

The one on top seemed to be an agreement to voluntarily receive some kind of medical treatment.

ps: Asking for double monthly tickets at the end of the month~