Wildfire, equality, school, First and Second District...
Each of these keywords unmistakably indicated that the mastermind behind all this was Clo.
Using brainwashing techniques to quickly amass power was indeed in line with his MO, as the chanized disciples had erged in this way years ago.
However...
As it stood, the main force of the Wildfire organization was just ordinary students, at best perhaps adding so social underclass laborers. Could these people alone...
Really ignite a fire that would sweep through the entire Lonely City?
In a place like Lonely City, most of those with combat abilities were in the Combat Sequence, and the level of war technology was not sothing that could be compensated for by re numbers.
Moreover, the situation in Lonely City had not yet evolved to that late stage of major conflict. The issues facing the students and workers were not matters of life and death, so at most, they could demonstrate and secure so inconsequential rights.
With just these students and workers...
The Three Major Groups wouldn’t even need to take action personally, they just needed to hire a few security companies to intimidate them, firing shots to suppress the crowd.
The crowd would quickly scatter like birds and beasts.
If shooting and killing one or two overly aggressive demonstrators, perhaps the progress in extinguishing "Wildfire" could be hastened.
Afterward, by capturing the shooters and issuing a trivial public announcent, the situation could be resolved.
After all, people’s mories are short, and under Lonely City’s environnt of indulgence unto death, in a year, there wouldn’t be many bystanders who’d rember this organization.
So, why on earth would Clo bother with such a thankless task?
Sothing was amiss.
This guy wasn’t a fool; relying on these people who lacked combat ability certainly wouldn’t achieve his goals.
Jiang Shu suppressed the doubts in his heart, as he looked at the man in front of him, Zimr, and asked, "Do you have a photo of Mr. Yaxi? I want to see what such an impressive person looks like."
"Sure, I have his photo here. Mr. Yaxi is like a legendary perfect man—talented and gentle, and also very handso." Zimr was evidently an ardent fan of Mr. Yaxi, he fetched Yaxi’s photo from his wristwatch and showed it to Jiang Shu.
The person in the photo was not Clo.
Jiang Shu stroked his chin and didn’t feel too surprised.
Clo knew the Disguise Technique, and judging solely by appearances wouldn’t conclude that Mr. Yaxi was not Clo. If he dared to roam around with Clo’s face after escaping from prison, that would indeed be strange.
However, if he didn’t want to be discovered, then why would Clo use the na "Yaxi"?
With that na, it imdiately made one think of Clo.
Jiang Shu instinctively sensed a trap.
There had to be a trap.
He nodded silently to himself.
"Indeed very handso." Jiang Shu said to Zimr in front of him, continuing to ask, "Your organization must have an official website, right? I want to get so information from there. As for joining, I will consider it carefully."
"Okay." Seeing that Jiang Shu’s tone did not clearly indicate joining nor showed any displeasure, Zimr told him the website address, then waved goodbye, "Farewell, I wish you good luck."
"Hmm, likewise, I wish you good luck, and hope your proposals succeed." Jiang Shu nodded in blessing and turned to leave the place.
Using the website, Jiang Shu quickly found the origin of Wildfire.
Byron Second Basic Academy.
However, contrary to his expectations, this Basic College was in the Second District rather than the First District.
A: Byron Second Basic Academy was built on the ruins of the burned down Byron First Basic Academy. A man-made arson occurred years ago in this full-ti academy, which almost completely destroyed the school; oddly enough, none of the students were hard, but most of the teachers died.
"What’s the reason?" Jiang Shu frowned.
A: It hasn’t been found; the case has been deleted. Neither the murderer nor the details of the cri were found; only so traces could be found in the electronic newspapers of the ti.
Jiang Shu nodded, if he wasn’t mistaken...
This was very likely Clo’s doing.
He could even guess the outline of the incident from things Clo had said and these fragnted pieces of information.
Imprisoning students, forcing them to generate entries, extracting these entries for sale.
This was a complete industrial chain, so naturally, there were many people involved.
However, as Clo had said, after a major fire, everything was exposed under the sky.
The situation had improved a lot since then, but the arson case seed to have disappeared into the river of history.
Clearly, many people did not want the details of this case to be fully exposed.
"Sigh." Jiang Shu sighed as he looked towards the nearby taxi stand.
Now, he had two options in front of him.
He could either return to Seventh District or go to Second District.
Considering the current situation, the spread of "Wildfire" was very fast, perhaps by the next ti he could spare his efforts, it would already be impossible to stop the fire.
For an organization like Wildfire, as their leader was being mythologized, they increasingly did not need the presence of a leader.
Clo’s will was all that was necessary.
By that ti, killing or capturing Clo would be pointless.
However...
Jiang Shu thought carefully again.
As for now, this Wildfire should not affect him.
In Lonely City, where military power was all controlled by big corporate consortiums, Jiang Shu couldn’t imagine what the people inside Wildfire could do.
The nature of Wildfire also made it difficult to recruit another group of people with combat abilities, such as gangsters.
Moreover, he always felt that if he went to find Clo now, he would very likely be anticipated by Clo.
After all, Clo choosing the na "Yaxi" seed like a bait.
It was better to go back to Seventh District first.
Jiang Shu made a decision, he got into a taxi and then headed to the high-speed train station; he needed to return to Seventh District as soon as possible.
eting with Tang, who was involved with Sister Jia, was the more pressing matter right now.
——
Seventh District.
The night was deep.
Just as he exited the high-speed train station, Jiang Shu saw Wolf standing beside a big car waiting, he went up and patted Wolf on the shoulder, smiling, "I’m back."
Wolf retracted his attention from his wristwatch, unhappily hamred Jiang Shu’s arm, but felt as if his fist had struck a piece of iron, he exclaid in surprise, "Your arm... Did you get prosthetics?"
"No." Jiang Shu shook his head, pulling out a black card with a tal texture from his sleeve, "Armor."
"You..." Wolf was stunned again, wondering how this guy knew.
To this, Jiang Shu just shrugged, "Let’s get in the car."
"Alright, it’s already late, are we going to the police station or the theater?" Wolf helped him open the car door.
"You guys haven’t finished work yet at the police station?" Jiang Shu naturally sat in the seat for which Wolf had opened the door, as if it was expected of Wolf to open the door for him.
"We finished, but Tang is still in my office waiting because he heard you were back. He has so questions to ask you," Wolf answered, "No matter how I tried to convince him, it was useless. I told him you’re lazy and definitely wouldn’t want to go to the police station after work hours. But he didn’t believe it, he said you would definitely co to see him."
"Uh, he guessed right." Jiang Shu suddenly laughed, "Let’s go, to the police station, I’ve got ti."
"Huh?" This response surprised Wolf, he paused for a mont then abruptly turned the steering wheel, his preemption led his car in the wrong direction.
"Don’t ’ah’." Jiang Shu looked at Wolf, whose complexion seed a bit wan, so he asked, "What’s wrong? You don’t look quite right."
"Um..." Wolf hesitated before speaking, "It’s about Gary."
"Gary?" This familiar yet distant na made Jiang Shu pause, "What happened to Gary?"
For that stubborn yet diligent officer, he still had quite an admiration.
"A few days ago, during an operation to clear out malign influences, he got severely injured by a grenade while saving his teammates..." Wolf explained, using his hands to demonstrate, "A grenade was thrown, it was in a tricky position, could have hard three or four officers, so he imdiately covered it with a helt and pressed down with his half-chanical body."
He sighed, "The explosion destroyed half of his body, worse than previous injuries."
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