Posen opened a crumpled paper bag and found a small piece of oatmeal bread and dusty thumb-large bacon.

He was delighted and looked up at Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao. Seeing that they were not paying attention to him, he quickly wiped the bacon and stuffed it into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he ignored the complicated and unpleasant smell around him and bitched the small piece of oat bread.

Perhaps because he was afraid that the food would be taken away, he ate it and soon choked himself.

However, he was an experienced scavenger. He skillfully took off the tin white kettle he had picked up before and took a few sips.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao were searching for possible clues from piles of garbage.

The garbage that is packed into bags and classified into categories is relatively pleasing to the eye, allowing them to check efficiently, and pour it directly into the bucket. A variety of garbage of complex types is mixed in a piece, stacked with a fermented wet and sticky environment, and some of them have rotted and the taste is very touching.

Hearing the sound of Bosen drinking water, Jiang Baimian, wearing a gas mask, turned around and looked at the scavenger.

He was in his forties, his eyes were blue, his face was covered with traces of wind and frost, and his pale yellow beard on his mouth was mixed and messy, and he was stained with debris and water droplets.

After swallowing the food that had choked himself completely, the scavenger raised his left hand and wiped his beard.

Jiang Baimian noticed that his hand trembled slightly and unconsciously.

After thinking about it, Jiang Baimian took off the rubber gloves from one hand and took out a photo from his pocket:

"Do you know this cigarette?"

That is a photo of the flag cigarette taken by Gnava.

Bosen twisted the lid of the kettle and pointed at himself with his left hand:

"You are asking me?"

"Yes." Jiang Baimian gave a positive reply.

Just as she was about to say she could pay a little, Bosen had looked at the photo carefully and said:

"This is a flag cigarette, its filter is short and useless, and it has almost no smell when smoked."

Compared with other cigarettes on the city at the beginning, Flag Cigarettes not only tasted very strong and were close to earthy cigarettes, but also became famous for a very short filter that could not play any role.

"Have you smoked?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously.

Perhaps neither of these two people robbed the food they found, and they were of the type that could live in peace. Posen was no longer as alert as before and said with a smile:

"I occasionally find some cigarette butts from the garbage room, and there are all brands of them. As long as they are not wet, I will pick them up, ignite them in the fire, suck them hard, and feel the smell.

"It would be even better if I could find some food to fill my stomach that day."

Posen has discovered that the purpose of the two people in front of him seems to be different from that of him, and the two sides seem to have no competitive relationship.

Hearing the cigarette butts smoking, Jiang Baimian's eyes lit up and asked patiently:

"Do you know all kinds of cigarette brands?"

"I have smoked some before, and there are often discarded old newspapers in the garbage room, with advertisements for various cigarettes on them." Bosen said with a little pride, "I know the words!"

Jiang Baimian immediately asked:

"Then where did you pick up the flag cigarette butt?"

Posen recalled:

"That time I went to the Green Olive District to sell all kinds of things I picked up on the road. I picked them up on the road when I passed by the port. I was quite looking forward to it, but the result..."

As a result, the customers of Flag Cigarette would smoke a few sips of the cigarette butts before discarding it. In addition, the short filter design that has no filtering effect cannot stop some ingredients, and the residual smell is almost zero.

Jiang Baimian was a little disappointed and asked as confirmation:

"You haven't picked up this kind of cigarette butt in these blocks?"

"No." Bosen shook his head affirmatively.

Jiang Baimian thought about it again:

"So what buildings have you been to in the last week?"

She is going to use the exclusion method.

Posen thought about it carefully:

“Gad Building, Hurst Apartment…”

He said, pointing his right hand.

Jiang Baimian found that his right hand was also a little problem, not so flexible.

After recording the name of the building reported by Bosen, Jiang Baimian stood up, walked out of the garbage room, and took out the walkie-talkie in a secluded nearby.

"Gad Building, Hurst Apartment... is placed in the second place, and the other buildings on the list are given priority." She issued an order to Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Gnava.

After receiving a positive reply, she put away the walkie-talkie and returned to the garbage room just now.

At this time, Shang Jianyao had already had a great conversation with Bosen.

"Are you looking for something? Don't worry, the garbage truck will be there for several hours." Bosen comforted his new friend.

"Yes." Jiang Baimian nodded, squatted down again, and put on the rubber gloves.

Posen laughed while searching for all kinds of garbage, looking for food and valuable items:

“You can often find something interesting here.

"In winter, I found a bag of clothes in opaque bags. What are you guessing?"

Shang Jianyao replied in cooperation:

"Coat, cotton jacket?"

"No, no, no." Bosen shook his head.

He smiled and said:

"There are a pair of dark blue socks, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of silk underwear, a pair of black trousers, a white shirt, a black vest, and a black formal outfit. It is the kind that nobles like to wear the most, and they are all very new and have no traces of sewing."

"This sounds a bit weird." Jiang Baimian changed his mind and probably understood what was going on.

A certain nobleman learned the style of the forensic playboy Weiler of the Red Stone Collection to comfort other people's wife, but others went home early and blocked him in the house.

He didn't bother to put on his clothes, climbed out of the window, and fled in a hurry in a state of "the emperor's new clothes".

Later, he either met a entourage guarding nearby, or found a sheriff in the name of being robbed, or followed the clothes that others had dried.

The wife was afraid that the clothes and shoes he left behind were discovered by her husband, so she hurriedly put them in a bag, took them down in the name of taking out the garbage, and threw them into the garbage room.

Bosen was about to respond, but found an apple that had mostly rotten.

His eyes lit up and he put it in the linen pocket he brought.

After doing this, Bosen smiled:

“Yes, I can even imagine a love story.

"It's a pity that I dare not sell that set of clothes in the Golden Apple and Red Giant Wolf areas, so I can only send them to the Green Olives area, but I also changed them to the full five Ole.

“That month was so wonderful…”

Shang Jianyao listened with relish and expressed his opinions:

"That suit is worth at least 50 Ore."

"50? At least 200!" Posen retorted.

Jiang Baimian glanced at him, nodded slightly and said:

"You seem to have received some education?"

"I am a citizen," Posen emphasized, "has joined the army once."

"Then why are you a scavenger?" Jiang Baimian asked curiously.

Bosen said in silence:

"I used to be the one with the most accurate marksmanship in our battalion and made a lot of contributions. Later, in a war, my right forearm was injured and my movements were less flexible, so I left the army.

"I was assigned a lot of farmland at that time, just in the southern suburbs, and lived a good life for several years. Until that year, the weather changed drastically, the grain output dropped sharply, and the Senate refused to help us...

"Later, I couldn't bear the debt, so I could only sell the land to a noble master and entered the city by myself..."

Jiang Baimian deliberately asked:

"Then why don't you go to be a ruin hunter and go to the wasteland of the North Shore to make a living?

"You should still have some oil in the tank at your age."

Posen showed a bitter smile:

“The day when I found that the debt interest was too high, my left hand began to tremble from time to time.

"I can't use a gun with both hands..."

After a brief silence in the garbage room, Shang Jianyao asked seriously:

"Then do you hate the Senate for not helping you?

"Do you hate those nobles taking the opportunity to provide usury and annex your land?"
To be continued...