There was a clue so soon? Long Yuehong was shocked.

To be honest, he always felt that unless he was lucky enough to be too long, he would have to last forever.

As one of the key wanted targets of "First City", he believes that he still has a certain qualification to speak in this regard.

It is true that in the dust, the "old commissioning team" is definitely the best in terms of experience, ability, or degree of caution, but their ability to jump back and forth in the first few cities is also due to the lack of corresponding population management methods, various technologies, insufficient resource investment, and problems in information interaction.

Now, I heard in the morning that the "Salvation Army" had two traitors who stole military supplies, and in the afternoon there were clues, and the effect was so high that it was jaw-dropping.

In a second thought, Long Yuehong thought of the various rumors about the "Salvation Army" that he had discovered before, and the situation that Ding Ling unconsciously showed in just a few words, and felt that this was reasonable:

The "Salvation Army" has a strong control over personnel in all aspects. Outsiders need to be reviewed and obtained passes. The existence of robbers and wilderness wanderers is basically eliminated. Even as a ruin hunter must be approved.

In such an environment, the two traitors have great exposure risks unless they do not contact various settlements or hunters who act as relics of black market vendors and are self-sufficient in the wilderness and mountains.

Even if they have special awakening ability, they can escape for a while and cannot escape for too long. At most, they will delay the discovery of clues by one or two days.

Of course, long-term effects like "The Reasoning Clown" are a different matter, but judging from the degree of control of the "Salvation Army", how to avoid the influence of corresponding abilities in the investigation and ask for the real situation may have been printed into a manual and sent to front-line personnel.

This is completely different from the characteristics of "First City" concealing many abilities from the lower-level security officers to improve the stability of its own rule.

What Long Yuehong can think of, Jiang Baimian can naturally think of it too.

She looked up at the remains of the hunters who were hurrying to follow the clues to chase the wanted criminals, then turned her eyes back to Ding Ling and her subordinates, and said with a smile:

"I'm thinking about something to eat for the evening. Are there any special foods here?"

"I've cared about supper so early?" Ding Ling was a little surprised.

Shang Jianyao helped explain:

"Eating is a major event in life. We have to examine ourselves three times every day: what to eat for breakfast, what to eat for lunch, and what to eat for dinner."

This is what he learned from old world entertainment materials. It is also suitable for today's dust. Just change one word:

What is breakfast, what is lunch, what is dinner.

Jiang Baimian glanced at this guy and said helplessly:

"I am half a folk scholar and like to contact the customs of different places, including various specialty foods."

"That's it." Ding Ling nodded first, then smiled, "I thought you were deliberately changing the topic and didn't want to show concern for the insider incident, and was afraid of arousing our suspicion."

Could it be that? Long Yuehong muttered.

Jiang Baimian's long-term performance made him feel that Ding Ling's speculation was fine.

"With this intention, you should know how to avoid suspicion when you are just a newcomer." Jiang Baimian admitted frankly.

Papa, Dangdangdang, Shang Jianyao and Gnava applauded at the same time.

Shang Jianyao then turned his head and said to Gnava:

"You can't hide your humanization!"

"I feel like I understand a little bit of human nature." Gnava answered honestly.

The conversation between the two made Bai Chen want to turn his head and look at him, pretending not to know them, but Ding Ling and her subordinates didn't care much. After all, Wubei is one of the core cities of the "Salvation Army" and there is no shortage of robots. They have seen the kind who can speak crosstalk with humans.

Crosstalk is an art in the old world and has been preserved in some places dominated by the earthen people. Both the "Salvation Army" and the "Pangu creatures" are in this ranks.

"It's pretty good." Ding Ling praised Jiang Baimian's thoughts, "There were many foreign relics hunters who didn't understand this before, so they were given away by us or sent to court and sentenced to labor."

Is this a hidden warning? Long Yuehong always has rich ideas.

Before Jiang Baimian was waiting for Jiang Jianyao to respond, Ding Ling smiled and said:

"I got your canned food at noon, so I'll ask you to have a meal that has more characteristics in Wubei in the evening."

"Okay, okay!" Shang Jianyao was not polite at all.

When the sun sets, Ding Ling exchanged a bunch of firewood from the settlement, borrowed an iron pot, an aluminum basin, and a soup spoon, and began to prepare supper.

She first poured a lot of flour into an aluminum basin, then put clean water, sugar and other things, stirred them into a paste, then heated the pot, took a small piece of lard back and forth to wipe the edge of the pot.

After making these preparations, Ding Ling used a metal spoon to scoop up the white paste in the aluminum basin and poured them on the inner edge of the iron pot.

In the sizzling sound, every spoonful of white paste spread into a thin piece of cake.

Ding Ling mastered the heat skillfully and turned the pancakes together at a certain time.

The sweet and seductive smell gradually spread, causing Shang Jianyao to swallow his saliva.

After both sides were cooked, a male "Salvation Army" member who was waiting next to him picked up the pancakes one by one and put them in various lunch boxes.

After round after round, everyone got six or seven cakes.

Jiang Baimian held back and didn't eat, and also signaled the team members, especially Shang Jianyao, not to be anxious, after all, Ding Ling was still busy.

After the last round of baking, there was still some residual batter in the aluminum basin. Ding Ling added a lot of clean water to it, stirred it, and poured it into the pot.

Not long after, a pot of fragrant shabu soup was cooked.

After each person received half a lunch box soup, Ding Ling took out a few canned meats and cooked them into the pot.

"If we do physical work, if we eat cakes and meat, we will not be able to eat enough." She smiled and said to Jiang Baimian and others, "Eat it, everyone can eat it."

Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to pick up a pancake and stuff it into his mouth.

Long Yuehong followed closely behind.

After biting it, he felt that the cake was soft, glutinous and elastic, and when chewed carefully, it had the aroma of flour and the sweetness of sugar, so he couldn't stop.

After eating a cake with voracious food, Long Yuehong buried her head and drank the shabu soup.

He felt that this was not greasy at all, like a wheat fragrance and a little sweet water.

"That's right, what's this called?" Jiang Baimian asked with his head raised.

Ding Ling smiled and said:

"Wubei is called a pot bar stall."

"Your craftsmanship is really good!" Shang Jianyao praised.

The 24- or 25-year-old woman in Ding Ling's subordinate nodded and agreed:

"Yes, Team Ding often cooks in person to improve our food."

"Learn to learn from others!" Shang Jianyao turned his head and said to Jiang Baimian.

Jiang Baimian raised his left hand without expression to stop the subsequent noise.

After eating and drinking, the "old commissioning team" rushed to clean up, and the main force was Shang Jianyao, designated by Jiang Baimian.

At this moment, Bai Chen discovered the ruins of the two traitors who had been tracking clues and searching for the ruins of two traitors. The hunters returned to this settlement one after another.

Ding Ling walked over and asked someone casually:

“Have you gained anything?”

The ruins hunter glanced at her black uniform and corresponding epaulettes, and replied with a little fear:

"Yes, we found the two traitors, and killed one, and the other one could not escape, so we killed himself by swallowing a gun."

Although hunters of the remains affiliated to the "Salvation Army" always mock the regular army for being conservative, they still dare not act rashly when they encounter it unless they have a background at home.

"All dead?" Ding Ling frowned slightly, "What did they find?"

The ruins hunter replied:

"The so-called important military supplies were not found, only some canned food, biscuits, energy bars, bullets, and lighters."

Seeing that Ding Ling's expression was still serious, he added:

"Most of these are produced in northern Wu. They may have been to northern Wu and got some supplies from the black market."

"Then someone will take responsibility!" Ding Ling muttered.

Those important military supplies seem to be out of hand... If they cannot be found in the future, there will be a chain reaction... Since hearing recovery, Jiang Baimian has been able to complete the task of secretly listening.

I was speechless all night. At 7 o'clock the next morning, the "old commissioning team" followed Ding Ling's mountain bike to Wubei.

It took nearly nine hours to reach the renovation city on the banks of the Yuelin River and backed by the nuclear power plant at 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

The overall appearance of this city is very close to the old world, but there are not so many tall buildings, and the colors and shapes of the buildings are also relatively monotonous.

With Ding Ling here, Jiang Baimian and others successfully passed the inspection at several intersections and entered the city.

Suddenly, Shang Jianyao pointed out the window and said "Ahhhhh", with an excited look on his face.

What the hell? Jiang Baimian looked over and found two strangely dressed people passing by in the alley on the side.

They were dressed in ordinary clothes and were all gray. The strange thing was that they were wearing an aluminum pot for boiling water and stewing on their heads, which made people wonder how they could see the road ahead.

The two people soon disappeared at the end of the alley. Shang Jianyao seemed to want to chase after him and communicate.

After Ding Ling parked the green mountain bike in front of a rather grand ten-story building, Shang Jianyao quickly got out of the car and asked what the citizens were from just now.

Ding Ling frowned:
Chapter completed!