The information provided by Mr. Zhang reminded Jiang Baimian of his and others of the analysis of the nuclear warhead.

One possibility is that the person who received the nuclear warhead in Wubei failed to send the items out of the city in time due to some accident and was trapped here in martial law. Seeing that the "Salvation Army" was about to find him, he had to take the risk, hijack the radio, and designed a "game", hoping to get in the evacuated crowd and leave quietly.

At that time, several members of the "old commissioning team" guessed what would happen. Some of them were inclined to have a real identity and encountered problems, which made him unable to escape for a while. Some felt that he was a powerful awakened person. By chance, he was "hit" his weakness and had to take two to three days to recover. Some believed that the problem was in the middle link, such as connecting the defector and the person who hijacked the radio was infected with "heartless disease" not long after he got the nuclear bomb, or suddenly had cerebral congestion and heart disease, and failed to hand over the nuclear warhead in time, which caused the person who hijacked the radio to connect the broken "line".

Now, someone is stolen because of antihypertensive drugs and has a rapid attack. He was sent to the hospital for two days to save him. It can be completely corresponding to the second situation. Of course, the third one is also logically smooth.

As the thoughts turned, Jiang Baimian felt happy, feeling that he might have grabbed the fox's tail:

It is absolutely rare to stolen antihypertensive drugs in the city of northern Wu and rarely occur, but it happened two days before martial law.

This directly led to a person's illness and was sent to the hospital for two days.

Jiang Baimian looked at Zhang Lao wearing a gray-white dark-bottomed aluminum pan, and smiled quietly:

“I took a rough look and found no particularly valuable clues.

"But things like clues are often not so eye-catching when they are placed there alone. Only after they accumulate more will they shine.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, we will work together with the Public Security Administration Committee to gather more information and find useful clues."

Mr. Zhang, who was washed until his black uniform was white, was furious when he heard this:

“What’s wrong with me?

"If I'm worried, there are many people who call me too long, meddling in other people's business, and not willing to give up power!

"Don't bother me!"

Just like what the hotel manager said, it was a little irritable and irritable... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.

However, she didn't think that Mr. Zhang didn't care about the nuclear warhead.

If he really doesn't care, why should he work hard to ask someone and collect such a stack of information?

If he really didn't care, he would have relied on his identity to bring in his relatives and comrades-in-arms and withdrew from Wubei in advance.

At this time, the honest Shang Jianyao asked:

"Is there anything I really want to gain? Don't you tell me?"

Mr. Zhang waved his hand and said angrily after two seconds:

"If you don't tell, don't tell!

“I’m back to the nursing home!

"You remember to wear an aluminum pan to wear. You can't take it so seriously anymore!"

"Okay." Shang Jianyao, who likes to sing and dance, not only does not resent the matter of wearing aluminum pots at all, but is eager to try it out.

When Mr. Zhang left, Shang Jianyao turned his head and said to Jiang Baimian:

"I didn't see the last two pages very clearly, let me see them."

It turns out that you really didn't see it clearly. I thought you noticed the message like me but pretended not to find anything... Jiang Baimian hung the flashlight, folded the paper, and said in a tone that it doesn't make sense to see it or not:

"Let's take a look when you go back, it's dark here."

There is a nuclear power plant in northern Wu, and there is another large hydropower station upstream of the Yuelin River that is well maintained. The power shortage is not serious. But this is only relative. After all, this is an important industrial base of the "Salvation Army". Therefore, the parking lot area of ​​the "Grey Soil Hotel" is not equipped with many street lights, and the lighting is not good. Jiang Baimian just had to rely on the light of the flashlight to read the materials.

"Okay." Shang Jianyao looked disappointed and couldn't wait to walk towards the back door of the hotel.

Jiang Baimian walked beside him, and his mind was filled with thoughts, quickly analyzing what he had just gained:

At present, "hypertension" should be a price. Otherwise, the two coincidences of the stolen antihypertensive drugs and the emergency attack of the disease are overlapped together, which is too coincidental. Only by treating "hypertension" as the price, the accident of the stolen antihypertensive drugs can be very smooth. It is not necessary to deduce that the target will become ill on the spot and be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment...

The one who was sent to the hospital for rescue is probably a powerful awakened person, otherwise the price would not be so serious - at the time, if you didn’t take antihypertensive drugs at once, your body would almost collapse...

It is not yet certain whether this person hijacked the broadcast system, or the middleman responsible for connecting with the defector, or the two identities are one...

I personally prefer the former, otherwise there will be too many strong people in this matter, and the probability of being troubled by accident becomes extremely low...

But how could such a strong man be stolen by antihypertensive drugs that are regarded as life?

The more Jiang Baimian thought about it, the more absurd, funny and funny he felt:

If Wubei had not had a relatively complete medical system and was willing to provide some help to outsiders, the powerful awakened man might have passed away, and the reason for his death was enough to be on the ranking of the funny and vague list. Well, if such a list exists.

As the back door approached, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao saw the hotel manager Shen Kang poking his head there.

"Why is Mr. Zhang coming again?" Shen Kang asked with a little concern.

Shang Jianyao answered honestly:

"In the evening, please ask Mr. Zhang to help us ask the old soldiers in the sanatorium if they have seen suspicious people recently. He just came to give the answer."

"What are you asking about this?" Shen Kang breathed a sigh of relief and asked in confusion.

Jiang Baimian smiled and said:

"Isn't this a nuclear warhead installed in the city? It's related to everyone's safety. We think that we can do our best to do our best."

"The material coordination committee is worried about this, just stay in the hotel." Shen Kang didn't agree with the behavior of the "old transfer team".

However, he still expressed his gratitude for this:

"It would be great if everyone thought like you, and most of the time it would not have gone to martial law.

"Hey, now, I'm not worried about whether people will die. It's time to evacuate. I just don't know how many items I can take away. I finally saved up such a little possessions..."

Shen Kang spoke more and more and more, and finally stopped.

Jiang Baimian looked around and asked casually:

"Manager Shen, have you noticed something unusual these days? What happens rarely in the past is counted."

Shen Kang thought about it seriously:

"No, it's like this every day."

"Really not?" Jiang Baimian tried hard to suggest, "For example, someone who fought, someone who was injured, someone who was sent to the hospital, someone who was stolen."

Chen Kang frowned slightly:

"It seems there, but it seems that there is no..."

Just two or three days later, a resident was stolen and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment because of antihypertensive drugs. You can't remember it? Could it be that you are also an awakened person, and the price is forgetfulness? Uh... Jiang Baimian muttered silently, and suddenly had a thought, and he couldn't help but "visualize" the gaze of "Yougu".

At this time, Chen Kang touched his forehead and said:

"I remember that an unlucky guy drove out to do business, but the antihypertensive drugs left in the room and other things were stolen.

"He delayed for a long time before he came back. Maybe he had only had enough antihypertensive drugs on his body or in the car. He didn't follow up and was completely dizzy.

"When he found that the antihypertensive drugs in the room were gone, he was so angry that his blood pressure soared up, and he fell into a coma on the spot.

"Fortunately, there was a waiter accompanying him at that time, so he quickly called the hospital, otherwise he might not be able to save him!"

Sure enough... Jiang Baimian was about to ask what room it was, but Shang Jianyao asked in shock:

"The thieves here are so rampant?"

Chen Kang sighed and said:

"Hey, there are too many foreign relics hunters. Some people feel that they have no hope of settling down, so they will find an opportunity to get some supplies to leave.

"We didn't expect that someone would be so bold that he would go directly into the surrounding rooms to steal things!"

"Poor guy." Jiang Baimian made a voice first, "Is he still in the hospital now? What kind of guest in room number?"

Chen Kang thought for a while and said:

"I came back before the martial law. Room 214, I'm not sure what to call Wang."

Jiang Baimian said "Yeah" twice and pointed to the stairs and said:

"Good luck to him, we'll go back first."

She and Shang Jianyao bid farewell to Chen Kang and walked towards the stairs, step by step up.

When passing by the second floor, Jiang Baimian suddenly frowned and said to himself:

“What did I want to do just now?

"Why did you forget it when you turn your head..."

Shang Jianyao heard this and recalled:

"I don't remember you mentioned it to me."
Chapter completed!