After piecing things together to this extent, Long Yuehong and the others gradually formed a mental picture of the entire incident:

Within the "Salvation Army's" secret base, two individuals with access to nuclear warheads were turned for some reason. Seizing an opportunity, they brought the corresponding items to Wubei.

They completed the transaction with their contact, handing over the nuclear warhead in exchange for a large supply of resources and a roadmap for defecting from the "Salvation Army."

After separating, the two defectors headed west, only to be discovered near the closest settlement to Yun Mountain, where they both died. The contact who received the nuclear warhead then transferred this weapon of mass destruction to someone with considerable power, or perhaps he was that person himself.

This person originally intended to leave Wubei as soon as possible to deliver the warhead, but was delayed within the city due to unforeseen circumstances until the army entered and imposed martial law.

Aware of the "Salvation Army's" efficiency and the situation, he panicked slightly. After some thought, perhaps using Awakened abilities or relying on Genaava's hacking skills, he hijacked the broadcast system, orchestrating a "game" of feigned retreat to conceal his true intentions.

Of course, this was just the most likely scenario. It couldn't be ruled out that the person who obtained the warhead was both a madman and a con artist, wanting to play a big game.

"What kind of accident did the target encounter?" Long Yuehong began to ponder this question.

Jiang Baimian mused for a moment before saying, "It could be something related to his public identity, preventing him from leaving Wubei without arousing suspicion. It's also possible that someone around him contracted 'Heartless Disease.' The Wubei Security Management Committee, erring on the side of caution, asked him to observe at home for a while. Or perhaps he really is a powerful Awakened, and by sheer bad luck, his weakness was 'hit' that day, forcing him to spend two or three days recovering..."

"We can rule out the possibility of someone around him contracting 'Heartless Disease,'" Bai Chen said as she thought. "Now that martial law is in effect, if that person has the means to hijack the broadcast system, a simple home observation with low alert levels is unlikely to confine him."

Shang Jianyao suddenly laughed. "Is there a possibility that he himself contracted 'Heartless Disease'?"

Long Yuehong's expression froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

You wouldn't think of this without years of mental illness!

Just as the thought flashed through Long Yuehong's mind, Shang Jianyao revealed a mischievous smile and changed the subject, "I mean, the original contact got 'Heartless Disease,' which caused problems with the warhead handover. The hijacker spent a great deal of effort and time reconnecting the severed line and retrieving the warhead, only to have Wubei locked down before he could leave."

Clap, clap, clap, Genaava applauded Shang Jianyao.

Jiang Baimian also nodded slightly, "It doesn't necessarily have to be 'Heartless Disease.' It could be a sudden heart attack, cerebral hemorrhage, car accident..."

At that moment, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao simultaneously turned their gazes toward the door.

Soon, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Shang Jianyao asked eagerly.

"It's me." Ding Ling's voice followed.

Jiang Baimian walked over, opening the door as she chuckled, "What brings you back so soon?"

How long had it been since they parted?

Ding Ling's expression was a bit off, and she sighed. "I didn't expect things to turn out this way. That warhead actually fell into the hands of a madman."

"After hearing the broadcast, I immediately reported to Secretary Huang to see what arrangements could be made for you."

"Don't worry, Committee Member Huang asked me to tell you that you'll undergo a detailed examination tomorrow morning and be evacuated from Wubei. Once this matter is resolved, you'll be invited back to await the Materials Coordinating Committee's approval for sharing the relevant intelligence."

Great, great... Long Yuehong was overjoyed and even wanted to applaud.

"No!" Shang Jianyao answered before Jiang Baimian could.

Just as Ding Ling was about to say that she would try her best to get them to leave by evening, Shang Jianyao added righteously, "Evacuate the ordinary citizens first!"

"..." Ding Ling's expression turned blank, as if she hadn't seen such a noble human being in a long time.

Fortunately, Jiang Baimian didn't embarrass her, glaring at Shang Jianyao before saying, "With Wubei's manpower and the army already in the city, the first batch to be evacuated will certainly include more than just us."

Ding Ling nodded with a forced smile.

Jiang Baimian changed the subject, carefully explaining their analysis of the broadcast and their speculations about the whole incident. She concluded, "These are just our humble opinions. Your 'Salvation Army' might have already considered them, but a foreign stone can polish jade. Hopefully, it can provide you with some inspiration."

The more Ding Ling listened, the more shocked she became. By the end, she couldn't help but reveal an expression of admiration. "Regardless of whether others have thought of it, this is the first time I've discovered that so much important information can be analyzed from just a few insignificant details."

Just as the honest Shang Jianyao was about to say, "It's all thanks to our brains," Jiang Baimian responded with a smile, "We've received professional training."

Ding Ling nodded. "I'll pass on your analysis. I'll come get you in the morning for the examination."

"Alright." Jiang Baimian didn't give Shang Jianyao any chance to speak.

After seeing Ding Ling off, the Old Task Force had a simple lunch at the hotel restaurant and returned to their rooms, not venturing out again.

It wasn't until the sun began to set that they suddenly heard arguing coming from the parking lot outside.

"Old Zhang, why are you here again? You're making things difficult for me!" Hotel Manager Shen Kang said in a pained tone.

Shang Jianyao darted to the window and saw a man wearing a grayish-white aluminum pot and a faded black uniform standing there, his back ramrod straight.

The man spoke in an aged voice and a slightly rapid pace, "What are you finding difficult? What's wrong with me taking a walk? I haven't done anything else!"

At least not yet.

"Old Zhang, this is martial law," Shen Kang said earnestly, but his attitude remained respectful.

Shang Jianyao tilted his head, asking Long Yuehong and Bai Chen, "Is that the one you guys met this morning?"

Although the other person was wearing an aluminum pot, only revealing the area below his nose, Long Yuehong couldn't identify him by appearance, but he recognized the voice. "Yes, it is."

Jiang Baimian also walked over.

She looked at the old man wearing the grayish-white aluminum pot below and muttered to herself, "That's right, why didn't I notice before? He came to the hotel parking lot under martial law..."

At this time, Old Zhang, wearing the aluminum pot, "humphed" and pointed at Shen Kang, "Back when they sent us to the sanatorium, the people from the Materials Coordinating Committee said:

"'If you get bored in the sanatorium, you can walk around the area. This area is like your yard.'

"I figured, even if there's martial law, walking in my own yard shouldn't bother anyone!

"You only meddle in what you shouldn't meddle in while neglecting what you should be managing. You're also cunning, lazy, and always trying to take advantage..."

Shen Kang's face turned pale with anger, but he didn't dare to retort.

Just then, a voice rang out beside Old Zhang, "That's right, that's right!"

Shang Jianyao had jumped out of the window at some point, landing on the first floor in a few quick movements.

This stunned Shen Kang.

"You are..." Old Zhang moved his body, turning to Shang Jianyao as if sizing up his big-toed shoes to see if he had seen them before.

Before Shang Jianyao could respond, Shen Kang stammered, "Old Zhang, I'm just worried that something might go wrong. You, you take your time walking. I have something to do!"

He fled the scene and returned to the hotel.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian also jumped next to Shang Jianyao in a few leaps.

Shang Jianyao stepped forward, enthusiastically extending both hands, trying to shake hands with the old man wearing the aluminum pot. "Old Zhang, I'm very interested in your story."

"Can you tell me more about mind control and degeneration?"

Old Zhang was taken aback. It wasn't until Shang Jianyao grabbed his hand that he violently shook him off, taking two steps back with great vigilance. "Who are you? What do you want?"

Too much enthusiasm leads to the opposite effect... Jiang Baimian raised her right hand and covered her face.

She even felt like laughing.

Under normal circumstances, Old Zhang would "coincidentally" visit the hotel, find a kind person to help him, and then talk about mind control and degeneration. However, when he encountered Shang Jianyao, who was overly eager, he suspected that the other party was a spy sent by the degenerates to infiltrate the anti-secret control organization.

Shang Jianyao quickly explained, "My name is Shang Jianyao. I've felt for many years that I should be a member of the 'Salvation Army.'"

Hey, don't say that in front of the leader of the Pangu Biology Old World destruction cause investigation team! Jiang Baimian cried out helplessly in her heart.

Old Zhang hummed. "Don't even think about fooling this old man."

"Judging by your voice, how old are you?"

He turned his body and slowly strolled away in another direction.

Shang Jianyao looked disappointed and bewildered.

"Old Zhang," Jiang Baimian called out, "I want to ask you something. Do you know about the nuclear warhead that was planted in Wubei?"

Old Zhang stopped and raised his voice a few notches. "What if I know? I can't do anything about it!"

"We just want to ask, have you and your comrades encountered any suspicious people while walking around the area during martial law?"

Old Zhang asked loudly in return, "Why are you two outsiders so concerned about this?"

"Why don't you quickly find an opportunity to evacuate Wubei!"

Shang Jianyao took two steps forward and said in a deep voice, "How can we abandon the ordinary citizens and evacuate first!"

Old Zhang was stunned, speechless for a long time.

His right hand instinctively rose, as if wanting to touch his forehead, but instead touched the cold aluminum pot.

Suddenly, he laughed. "The families and relatives of those above have probably already left Wubei by now!"

Huff, Old Zhang took a breath and said solemnly, "Kid, I ask you, why can't we abandon the ordinary citizens?"

Shang Jianyao snapped to attention and pressed his right hand to his left chest. "For the sake of all humankind!"

Old Zhang wearing the aluminum pot stood there, silent for a long time.