Chapter Eighty-Six: Signifiers

In the cabin, Shen Hong suddenly raised his head and stretched his neck to look out of the cabin door.

The silver-haired and red-eyed Yatak secret police sat beside him and asked in a slightly playful tone, "You know?" ”

Shen Hong thought for a moment and replied, "I know the young martial artist behind the chief official. ”

"Oh!" The silver-haired secret police officer nodded, "Then you can ask him to go to the police station later." ”

"Sir, he can't be opposed...... Ahem, he can't have anything to do with the rebels, he was the one who called the police. ”

Thinking of what happened to Cheng Fengzheng, a disciple of the Zhige Sect, Shen Hong felt nervous in his heart.

The silver-haired secret police waved his hand: "It seems that you don't want to, okay, I'll send another man." Don't worry, you won't embarrass him, just ask him to make a record. ”

After getting along with each other during this time, Shen Hong knew the temperament of this chief who was indispensable, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The reconnaissance helicopter quickly approached the almost disappearing explosion smoke and dust, and Shen Hong was the first to get out of the cabin and slide to the ground through the rappelling rope device.

After lifting the safety buckle, Shen Hong looked up at the helicopter nearly 100 meters above his head, and happened to see the secret sergeant wearing a long trench coat walking out of the cabin and doing a free fall movement towards the ground.

After the tooth-aching sound, the silver-haired secret policeman who landed vertically gently patted the dust off his body, looked down to inspect his delicately made brown leather shoes, and saw that the leather shoes were intact, he nodded with satisfaction, and praised the skillful work of the shoemaker in a language that Shen Hong could not understand.

Shen Hong stood aside, stunned, and thought to himself, no wonder this chief didn't have the habit of bringing bodyguards with him.

The silver-haired secret police officer walked a few steps seemingly casually, pointed to the hole in front of him with a diameter of more than five meters, and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Shen Hong thought for a while, and said with a solemn expression: "This rebel army did not flee to Dingwu to avoid pursuit, they came to Xiaoshan, I think they are likely to be a special team on a secret mission, and the goal of their mission is here, judging from their whereabouts before and after entering Dingwu, their destination is very clear, but they don't know the specific location." ”

"Well, go ahead." The silver-haired secret police officer was noncommittal.

"There are no advanced cultivators in the rebel squad, which is not difficult to understand, and there is almost no possibility for monks from the third realm and above to hide when they enter the territory of the Federation. However, as far as I know, there are still remnants of the rebel branch in Jizhou, why didn't the rebel leader let them come to Xiaoshan to carry out their mission, but sent a special team to come all the way? Unless...... Unless the objectives of their mission are so critical that the rebel leaders are afraid to let anyone else know. ”

Shen Hong asked and answered himself, and shook his head after speaking.

"What I'm talking about is all unfounded speculation, and more clues and evidence are needed to get to the bottom of the matter."

"No, no, no, no." The silver-haired secret officer shook his head, "I don't need clues and evidence, I just need to guess, do you have any other ideas?" ”

"Well, there's one more doubt." Shen Hong nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky above his head, "During the time that the rebel team was hiding in Dingwu City, it was likely that they were exploring the terrain and looking for targets, but they shouldn't act immediately after finding them. If I were them, I would wait until late at night or early in the morning to act. Now that there is a disturbance, we can immediately mobilize a large number of police resources and even garrison troops to close the road and search the mountain...... Why are they in such a hurry? ”

"Because they're pressed for time. At noon today, we smashed the rebels' liaison point in Dingwu City and successfully captured the rebel liaison. The silver-haired secret police officer took off his leather gloves and smiled while clapping, "With your ability, staying in this lifeless border city is really a pearl." ”

"You've won a prize." Shen Hong smiled a little reluctantly, he knew that the secret police chief was sending him a tactful invitation, but he didn't think that he could adapt to the identity and style of the secret police.

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"It's a helicopter, a flying machine made with old-time technology. There is no need for a monk to drive or inject aura, as long as a special liquid is injected, the helicopter can fly like a magic weapon, this is the wisdom of the ancients, which is amazing. Although the flying ability of helicopters is far inferior to magic weapons, it is much easier to build a helicopter than to cultivate a mystical cultivator, but the special liquid consumed by the helicopter is expensive. ”

Seeing Jiang Mubai's stunned expression, Lin Chujin mistakenly thought that he had never seen a helicopter, so he kindly explained.

Jiang Mubai couldn't cry or laugh, and after hesitating a few times, he still didn't say the words "aviation fuel".

The embarrassing atmosphere urgently needed to be broken, Jiang Mubai suddenly remembered something, covered his lips with his sleeve, twisted the tip of his tongue flexibly, and sent the jade plate in his mouth to his palm.

After quietly wiping the saliva off the jade plate, Jiang Mubai said cheekily: "Miss Lin, borrow a handkerchief." ”

Lin Chujin glanced at Jiang Mubai's side, and her gaze seemed to turn a corner to see his right hand hidden behind him.

Seeing Jiang Mubai's careful thoughts, Lin Chujin smiled softly: "I don't mind." ”

"But I don't mind." Jiang Mubai smiled back.

Confucius said well, do not do to others what you do not want to be done to yourself. Comparing his heart to his heart, if Jiang Mubai reached out to pick up a jade plate stained with other people's saliva, no matter what that person looked like, he would feel disgusted.

Lin Chujin no longer insisted and handed out a plain white handkerchief.

Jiang Mubai wrapped the jade plaque in a handkerchief and folded it, and then returned it with both hands.

After the object was returned to its original owner, Jiang Mubai asked, "Miss Lin, can you find me because of this jade plate?" ”

When Jiang Mubai decided to lead away the pursuers, even he didn't have the idea of forcibly rushing through the level and relying on his sense of smell to turn defeat into victory, and Lin Chujin couldn't have thought of this, she asked Jiang Mubai to hold the jade plate, there must be another reason. After thinking about it, Jiang Mubai felt that the jade plate should have a positioning function, so the chief magistrate and Lin Chujin could find him so quickly.

Lin Chujin accepted the handkerchief and jade plate, nodded and replied, "Yes, this is the 'Finger Talisman' that my parents refined for me. ”

Signifiers?

It is estimated to be the Xianxia version of the GPS locator.

Jiang Mubai made a sudden expression, and then asked: "You said before that 'Tianjiang' is a magic weapon refined by the rebels, may I ask, is it because there were rebels who refined 'Tianjiang' into a magic weapon?" ”

"That's right, the 'Heavenly Frontier' collected in the Tianjing Museum is the natal magic weapon of a second-rank Xuanfa cultivator in the rebel army." Lin Chujin thought about it and said, "I remember that the volume of the 'Heavenly Frontier' in the museum was much larger than the 'Heavenly Frontier' we encountered, and that 'Heavenly Frontier' was equipped with many common weapons from the old era, all of which were cultivated into magic weapons by that rebel military law. ”

"For example?" Jiang Mubai hurriedly asked.

"I think about it, like a grenade launcher? There are also infrasonic emitters, flamethrowers. Well, the museum's exhibit introduction is written like this, the flamethrower is probably a magic weapon of some kind of fire attribute, as for the infrasonic launcher and grenade launcher......" Lin Chujin paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "I can't remember." ”

"These weapons ......" Jiang Mubai's eyes jumped wildly, and he said with difficulty, "Can they be refined into magic weapons?" ”