Chapter 823: The Finale of the Old Photo Frame (please vote for the big chapter)
"Have you gone to see the old mayor?"
Sitting in the passenger seat of the sports car, He Ao looked through the information on the bracelet and asked casually.
"Um,"
Willy, who was sitting in the driver's seat, nodded, and she switched the driving mode to automatic. "He gave me a lot of information, including books he wrote himself, as well as a lot of investigation information about Winter City. He did some research on these information.
Lots of comments,”
She paused for a moment, "Uncle Endil, he...actually works very hard to change this city."
"Judging from the available information, he has actually been trying to make some 'changes',"
Hearing her words, He Ao nodded slightly, and then he asked thoughtfully, "Can the old mayor still intervene in the city defense army now?"
Before being eroded, the city defense army had actually been a staunch supporter of Endil.
"It should have some influence,"
Willy thought for a while, and He Ao had just told her his general inference, allowing her to simply understand the current situation, "Maybe we can use Uncle Endil's influence to let the city defense army do something?
"
"Can."
He Ao nodded.
"Then I'll contact him."
Willie raised her hand, opened her bracelet, and sent a message first.
He Ao lowered his head and continued to read the information.
After some fiddling, Weili raised her head and curiously looked at He Ao who was looking at the information, "Did you find anything?"
"In the past six months, the number of caravans coming to Winter City may have increased a lot compared to the same period in previous years."
He Ao said calmly.
"Is there any? Is this mentioned in these materials?"
Weili was a little surprised and looked at He Ao.
"He didn't write it directly, but this conclusion can be roughly deduced,"
He Ao raised his bracelet and transferred some data to the main screen of the sports car.
"Look, from the information you collected at various wilderness wanderer camps outside the city, the food reserves of many wilderness wanderer camps have been depleted to a certain extent. Many wilderness wanderer camps have mentioned that they have asked the people who transport food
The caravan purchased food.
"And they didn't mention any natural disasters this year or the destruction of some large wilderness homeless camps."
"ah?"
Willie blinked, "What does this have to do with the number of caravans?"
"Normally, due to exotic animals and food, the population of wilderness wanderer camps will not increase much,"
He Ao said slowly,
“An important income of the wilderness wanderer camp is to provide supplies to the caravans along the way. Most of the time, the food produced by the wilderness wanderer’s own factory is enough to meet the basic needs of the camp and is sold to the caravans along the way.
"Because the price of grain purchased from grain caravans is often very high,
"So wilderness wanderer camps that have always had a need to sell food will most of the time find ways to set up a second-hand food production line, and at the same time purchase beast carcasses or naturally produced food from surrounding wilderness wanderers to provide sufficient food production.
Ensure self-sufficiency and basic sales needs.
"Unless there are special circumstances, they will not buy food from the food caravan."
"so,"
Willy reacted somewhat, "In the past six months, there has not been enough food in the wilderness wanderer camp? Is that why they buy high-priced food from passing food caravans?"
"In the case where production capacity has not been greatly affected, the reason for insufficient food is most likely due to a substantial increase in consumption. Normally, due to factors such as resources and the environment, the total population of wilderness wanderer camps generally does not increase much.
"
He Ao said casually, "Besides their own consumption, the only food consumption for wilderness wanderers is 'selling'."
"So it's a 'caravan'?"
Willie raised her head and glanced at the streets under the night sky, and then continued thoughtfully, "Because the number of caravans coming to Winter City has increased, the demand for food has increased, and the original balance has been broken, causing the wilderness wanderers to have to transport food to the city.
The caravan buys high-priced grain?”
"You react quickly,"
He Ao nodded, "Good thinking."
"That is!"
Willie proudly puffed out her non-existent chest, and then she frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.
She is obviously the elder sister, but why does she become the one she was 'taught' by talking about her.
But before she could think about it, she heard another voice coming from her ears.
"Theoretically, the price of food in these wilderness homeless camps should have increased compared to previous years, and intelligence collectors have also noticed this phenomenon,"
He Ao looked at the information in the bracelet, "However, it does not mention the specific increase. If we know the specific increase, then we may be able to build an intelligent data model and use the increased price to infer the approximate price of the increased caravan.
Number of people.”
"ah?"
Wei Li came back to her senses and looked at He Ao beside her, "Then I should contact them now and collect some information?"
"It may not be too late,"
He Ao shook his head, "However, it is mentioned that the price increase is obvious and can cause obvious price changes. Those 'extra' people will probably not be too few."
"Why are there so many more 'caravans'?"
Weili was a little confused, "It seems that the things in the city have not increased, and the prices have not increased, and according to our data, the per capita consumption of food and industrial products in the Storm District and Aka District seems to have decreased, while the consumption in the Cloud District has been
very stable."
She vaguely realized something was wrong and frowned slightly, "We don't need so many supplies, so why are there more people transporting supplies?"
"What these people are transporting may not be supplies,"
He Ao continued to look at the information in his hand, "It can also be them 'themselves'."
Hearing these words, Willie was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "Are you saying that these caravans are not real caravans, but 'people' who entered the city disguised as caravans?"
Then she was stunned for a moment, "Wente City doesn't have any entry restrictions, so why are they pretending to enter the city?"
"Maybe I don't want some people to know,"
He Ao looked at the information on the bracelet.
The wilderness wanderer camps that consume the most food happen to be on the trade route between Rockville Energy Group and Winter City.
People who normally pose no threat will naturally not be 'covered'.
What can be 'covered up' will most likely cause some people to be 'afraid'.
Various thoughts flashed through Willy's mind, and then she carefully guessed, "Who are these people? Wilderness wanderers? Wanted criminals?"
"It could also be a 'mercenary'."
He Ao muttered, "A large number of 'mercenaries'."
Willie's pupils shrank slightly, and she quickly realized what this meant.
A large mercenary force was secretly sent into Winter City in the name of a caravan. In such a dangerous and sensitive period, this mercenary force may be able to change the situation in the entire Winter City.
Is a certain force still hiding such a force that can change the entire situation, but it has been hiding it?
"Which force will it be?"
The girl lowered her head subconsciously and asked softly.
"Which force do you think it is? What forces in Winter City can do this?"
He Ao raised his head and looked at her.
There are only two forces in Winter City that can do this.
"The Eternal Secret Cult now has an absolute advantage. If it were the Eternal Secret Cult, they would definitely take action directly and eradicate United Industries."
Under the young man's 'question', Willy lowered her eyes and said thoughtfully.
The automatic driving system led the speeding sports car around the corner, and the dim yellow and broken street lights shone in the middle of the windshield, shining on the girl's low-hanging golden twin ponytails, and also on the girl's eyes with her head slightly lowered.
The profile of the young man's face.
"So it's United Industries?"
The girl didn't notice the change of light and shadow. Her thoughts further expanded and she softly muttered,
"So far, except for the Sky and Sky Behemoth, United Industries has not shown particularly strong strength. After the Sky and Sky Behemoth was destroyed, their apparent strength became even weaker, and United Industries is still secretly
The Eternal Secret of Calculation.
"But the Eternal Secret Cult, which has an absolute advantage, has never taken action against United Industries, so they actually know the existence of this mercenary force?
"The Eternal Secret Cult is not confident enough to defeat this mercenary force and eliminate United Industries, so is this the reason for the current stalemate?"
The girl paused and said, "Time is on the side of United Industries. If the Eternal Secret Cult cannot eliminate United Industries, when the FBI investigation team arrives, the Eternal Secret Cult will be completely at a disadvantage?"
She was silent for a moment, as if asking, or asking herself,
"So United Industries won this 'game'?"
Her 'Uncle Vincent' seems to be standing at the end of the final victory.
She knew very well that the rule of United Industries would not be better than that of the Eternal Secret Cult, and even the result of a dominant family would be a more brutal outcome.
"uncertain."
The boy sitting in the passenger seat shook his head slightly.
"Um?"
Willy raised her head and looked at He Ao in surprise.
——
Yunduan District·United Industrial Building
The huge champagne bottle had reached its bottom, and scattered documents filled the entire viewing table.
"If possible, Commander Lutz, I will withhold your electronic signature here. From now on, you and your mercenary group will be responsible for all the security work of United Industries. Before the early morning of the day after tomorrow, all the security forces of United Industries will listen.
Under your command, all the weapons and ammunition in the warehouse are at your disposal,"
Vincent calmly handed the tablet in his hand to Lutz, "Now, the safety of the entire United Industries is in your hands. If you persist tomorrow night, we will pay you the agreed reward. If you persist the day after tomorrow, we will
Plus an additional half of the 'reward'."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Lutz laughed loudly, "I just like Mr. Vincent, a cheerful person like you!"
He raised his hand, touched the bracelet and tablet, and after verifying his biometric information, put his electronic signature on the tablet.
“A pleasure to work with!”
Vincent also signed his electronic signature and the electronic official seal of United Industries, and then he stretched out his hand to Lutz.
“A pleasure to work with!”
Lutz reached out and held Vincent's hand, "Mr. Vincent's determination and heroic spirit are amazing."
"Sometimes, long-term hesitation can cause greater disaster."
Vincent said calmly, "This is what Scone taught me back then."
"Ha ha,"
Lutz laughed and then asked, "The rest of this place will be left to me. Does Mr. Vincent want to leave Winter City to avoid the limelight?"
"Need not,"
Vincent shook his head, sat back in his chair, and stared at the city under the night sky, "I will sit here until the end of the matter. If I lose, I will die in this chair."
I don’t know when black clouds had drifted into the sky, covering the bright moon in the sky.
“Have courage!”
Lutz smiled and said, "Mr. Vincent, you are indeed underestimating your talents by staying in Winter City."
He sat back on the chair and narrowed his eyes slightly again, "What a pity."
Vincent stared at him and opened his mouth slightly, but before he could speak, the middle-aged man who was standing behind him came slightly closer and whispered,
"Sir, we have surrounded the mayor's palace and blocked all communication signals. That old guy Endil can't send any information."
As he spoke, he paused and lowered his voice, "That old guy is just an ordinary person. Do you want to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of him? We can take advantage of the chaos and blame everything on the Eternal Secret Cult."
Vincent was slightly dazed. He was looking at Lutz in front of him, and then seemed to be looking at the seat under Lutz, and at the high-spirited man who once sat in this seat.
That seat once belonged to Mayor Endil.
"Need not,"
The old man paused for a moment, "Surround him up and don't let him have any contact with the outside world..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused, lowered his head, and stared at his chest.
A sharp golden knife was thrust into his back and passed through his heart. Bright red blood dripped along the edge of the knife onto the table and onto the bench under him.
"Sir, I have received your opinion."
A calm and cold voice sounded from behind him.
Vincent didn't struggle or cry. He just raised his head with a hint of surprise and understanding, looked at Lutz who was watching all this with an indifferent face, and showed a somewhat ferocious bitter smile.
"It turns out that... is it like this... what Skone said back then was right... you guys... can't get enough to feed the jackals..."
His voice gradually became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely.
He died in this chair.
The middle-aged man with a cold face retracted his hand, leaving the golden dagger inside Vincent's body. He took off his coat, and the folded white robe with gold silk hanging down naturally.
"Mr. Archbishop, give my regards to the Holy Father."
Lutz stood up, smiled and bowed to the middle-aged man.
——
boom--
The old photo frame fell to the ground, allowing the sensor light to naturally light up.
In the frame is a photo that seems to have gone through many years.
In this old photo, four young people gathered around a small square table and were having a heated discussion.
The young man on the far left is holding his left hand high, as if he is expressing his opinion.
The young man opposite him pointed at the table and seemed to be refuting him.
There was a young man sitting between the two, holding a notebook and taking notes.
In the corner of the photo, another young man is leaning on the corner of the table, listening carefully to the debate between the two.
Four names are marked on four people.
It was Skorn who spoke loudly, Endir who rebutted fiercely, and Vincent who sat in the middle and took notes.
The one listening carefully in the corner was Jacko.
A hand reached out from the bright light and picked up the old picture frame.
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