When Jiang Baimian met Song He, he roughly repeated the conversation between his team and Han Wanghou.

After listening to it, Song He was quite sighing:

“In my eyes, he is a real person.

"pity……"

Jiang Baimian didn't know whether he was a pity that Han Wanghou finally decided to leave, or that he was a pity that he did not dare to go further and could not serve as a bishop, and could not make enough promises to keep Han Wanghou, so he could only sigh.

Song He finished sighing and shook his head and smiled:

"No wonder I kept asking Han Wanghou to find a Red Stone Girl. He was really determined. He didn't want to say that the sheriff would definitely offend many people and put his wife in danger. It would be better to wait until the town guard is really built and arranging a set of public security laws that everyone is willing to recognize and abide by, and save a huge enough savings to resign from the position of sheriff before considering it."

Obviously, Han Wanghuo was afraid that the scales on his body would be seen by people close to him, so he would rather not get married.

"Scammer!" Shang Jianyao was moved.

Jiang Baimian knew why Shang Jianyao said that - he had previously considered him as a confidant because of Han Wang's ideal of "injust public security, why should he do family affairs?"

Of course, this is just a one-sided confidant.

Thinking of this, Jiang Baimian comforted him casually:

"Han Wanghou was very serious and hardworking at least in maintaining order in the Redstone Club and fulfilling the duties of the sheriff and the captain of the town guard."

At this time, Long Yuehong suddenly thought of a question:

"Then why didn't he find someone to get married before he came to Redstone? On the dust, two people who can help each other are better than one who is alone."

In this way, there will be no discrimination.

When others were thinking about the answer, Bai Chen said calmly:

"He may not look down on other people."

Jiang Baimian was stunned for a moment and deeply agreed:

"Too."

Although Han Wanghou is a secondary person, he always regards himself as a real human in his heart, so he naturally looks down on other secondary people groups. At most, he has enough sympathy, kindness and understanding to them, and no talks can be made when getting married.

In a sense, he is also a racist, but he has a natural compassion for other ethnic groups.

Long Yuehong thought about the appearance of the fishman and expressed her understanding of Han Wanghuo.

If he asked him to find a fishman girl as his wife, he thought it would be better to be single.

As for the mountain monster, he could barely accept it, at most he wouldn't kiss much.

Song He saw that the topic became more and more biased, so he got back to the topic in time:

"So, your final conclusion is that Han Wanghou did not sell out the information to the secondary coalition?"

"A preliminary conclusion." Jiang Baimian did not give a positive reply, "It can only be said that based on the current situation, from the motivation and position, Han Wanghuo has no reason to sell Hongshi Collection, but as the investigation deepens, some new clues may appear, and there may be different answers at that time."

What he said was that it was clear that Song He was stunned.

He thought for a few seconds and suddenly laughed:

"Why do I say something like this sound so familiar? Isn't this what often appears when I report to the headquarters?

"You guys also come from some organized force..."

This kind of "official document style" will only appear if it reaches a certain scale and has a sound organizational force within it.

Jiang Baimian didn't expect that he would leak a little bit, so he could only laugh twice:

"Relic Hunters will be more cautious when dealing with clients with certain backgrounds."

Both sides said a few words about this topic, but they both tacitly did not mention the question of whether to restrict Han Wanghou's actions, just assuming that the other party had cleared of the suspicion.

"I will go back and chat with Han Wanghou again to see if I can dispel his idea of ​​leaving." Finally, Song He expressed his attitude.

If you don’t use the ability to be friendly, it’s likely that it won’t work… Jiang Baimian said “yes” and said:

"Song warns that we have a suspicious person and want to apply for contact with them."

"Apply?" Song He thought about it and asked, "The person from the 'Ark Underground'?"

Smart people, after so many years of life, they are really full of wisdom... Jiang Baimian answered calmly:

"Yes. If you can contact Mr. Dimarco directly, that's the best."

Song He hesitated and said:

“‘Ark Underground’ has a great status in the church, and I can’t force them.

"Well, I will try to invite several of Mr. Dimarco's butlers to the church and chat with them. If you find any problems, you will report to the headquarters."

"Do you need our help?" Jiang Baimian was eager to try.

Song He glanced at them suspiciously:

“Not for now.

"You guys are waiting here."

Their current location is the corridor behind the hall, a small living room with sofas, coffee tables and chairs.

The walls here are also painted red and mixed with golden yellow.

After watching the warning signer Song He leave, Jiang Baimian said "ah":

"It's a pity that I shouldn't mention this matter. I went directly to the elevator entrance downstairs and contacted the people from the 'Ark Underground'.

"Take it first and then report it!"

As long as there is contact with non-video phone calls, there will be infinite possibilities.

——After many experiments, Shang Jianyao confirmed that the "reasoning clown" cannot expand its influence through too complex electronic products, and currently only the speakers can be used.

"That's it." Shang Jianyao said that he thought so too.

Bai Chen looked at them separately and reminded him:

"Isn't the original intention of doing this to maintain a good relationship with the sect?"

Thinking of the "gaze behind the door", Jiang Baimian nodded with a "suffering" face:

"Faced with such a sect, you still can't be too willful."

Fortunately, she was wearing a mask and no one could see her expression.

"You have beaten the fake 'priest'." Shang Jianyao pointed out.

Jiang Baimian said "wow":

"Can anti-intellectualism be the same as a vigilant sect?"

At least the "Mo Ren" does not like "focusing" on his own territory like "You Gu".

Moreover, the "old transfer group" has never entered the formal church of anti-intellectualism.

After talking and laughing for a while, Jiang Baimian suddenly looked up and looked at the ventilation vent in the small living room.

"I found you!" Shang Jianyao quickly became excited and said loudly.

Soon, the grid baffle of the vent was removed, and Viere poked out his face with a little freckles, looked down with green eyes and said:

"Do you want to investigate the 'Ark Underground'? I heard Song's warning man contacting Dimarco's housekeeper."

Jiang Baimian responded with a smile:

"Do you have any information to sell to us?"

Viere smiled like a signature:

"You beg me, I will tell you if you beg me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao suddenly bounced up and rushed over.

Then, Shang Jianyao took advantage of the chair and jumped to grab the baffle on both sides of the vents.

This scared Viele so much that he retracted his body and retreated for a long distance.

He asked anxiously in anger:

"what you up to?"

Shang Jianyao raised his head and said with a smile:

"Catch you, tie it up, and beg you."

"..." Viere frowned and looked at the guy, unable to understand what logic this was.

Jiang Baimian and the others had no intention of stopping the interaction between the two, and seemed to be happy to see it.

Vierre quickly retreated until he almost entered another section of ventilation duct and stopped.

He looked at the entrance where the light shone in, hesitated for a moment, and said loudly:

"The guards of the 'Ark' mentioned one thing during their chat:

"Dimalco is a very cruel person. No matter what mistakes the servants make, they will be executed if they are hit or discovered by him. Sometimes, when they are in a bad mood, even if they do not make a mistake, they will be killed."

Hearing this information, Jiang Baimian frowned slightly, and also relieved his previous doubt:

Why does the "Ark Underground" regularly purchase and train servants?

With the scale shown by the "underground ark", it is enough to get a group of servants in ten or eight years.

Because Dimarco was cruel, the loss rate of the servant was astonishing and needed to be supplemented regularly. Jiang Baimian thought and signaled Shang to come down.

Then, she asked to the vent:

"Where are the bodies of the dead servants?"

It is impossible for so many corpses to be piled in the cold storage of the "underground ark"?

Viere's voice echoed in the ventilation duct:

"There is an exit on the 'underground ark' on the mountain range, and the bodies seem to be buried nearby."

There is another exit, which means there is another entrance... Jiang Baimian was about to continue asking, but Viere shouted again:

"I know all this, it's cheaper for you!"

His voice became farther away, and he seemed to have moved to another place with the help of ventilation ducts.

The "old tuner team" looked at each other, waited for a while, and finally waited for the warning Song He to come back.

Song He said without much change in his expression:

"I have interviewed all three housekeepers of Mr. Dimarco and have initially confirmed that they have not disclosed Bishop Renato to the Fishman and the Mountain Monster.

"And the entire 'underground ark', except them, only Mr. Dimarco knew about this. As for whether Mr. Dimarco had told others, they were not sure."

Jiang Baimian said carefully:

"Can you talk to Mr. Dimarco through video calls?"

"No." Song He shook his head, "unless the new bishop arrives."

This disappointed the "old commissioning team" a little, so they had to turn to check the others on the list.

At noon, they returned to the hotel camp and cooked with the ingredients they bought.

While he was busy, Lehman, a smuggling merchant from "United Industry", came to visit them again.

The businessman who looked like a farmer in the Red River and had a distinct rosaceae rubbed his hands and said in a slightly cramped grey dirt language:

"I heard from my friends that you seem to be investigating Dimarco of the 'Ark Underground'?"

"It was a task we took before and had something to do with Mr. Dimarco." Jiang Baimian replied with a tight tone.

Lehman smiled a little and said:
Chapter completed!