Chapter 186

Ah, needing to purchase living supplies while staying hidden for long periods of time, and the consumption amount changes according to the activities of the rebels reported in the news. It goes without saying who these people are.

After hearing the doll-faced girl’s words, Leon couldn’t help but show a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Since joining the Clearing Bureau, I’ve fallen into some fixed patterns of thinking. Especially after experiencing the convenience of soul vision, my first reaction is always to think about using “abnormal” methods to find targets, but I’ve forgotten about these most basic techniques.

Rebels are people too! They need to eat and wear clothes!

Moreover, they’re not a small organization. Apart from those few abnormal ability holders created by the Aquarius Director, there are at least three or four hundred members and their families. The consumption of these people isn’t insignificant.

As for why these people gather together instead of hiding scattered throughout the capital… well, the danger and difficulty of hiding separately might not be any less than gathering together.

There aren’t phones here that can transmit messages anytime. Most people still rely on letters for long-distance communication. The wealthy can go to the communications bureau and use something like a telegraph machine to send simple messages, but these ways of transmitting information are both difficult and dangerous for the rebels.

After all, the Secret Investigation Bureau of the Public Security Bureau isn’t just sitting around eating idle meals. They can even clearly investigate the passenger trajectories of steam carriages. If someone receives letters or messages suddenly before each rebel action, or their whereabouts become mysterious, it’s practically the same as announcing their identity.

Using pre-arranged signals to complete attacks is much harder. Not only would all the signals have to be replaced if one person gets caught, but under circumstances where opportunities often vanish in an instant, it’s almost impossible to ensure that the action content is communicated properly.

Like their precise attacks that last seven or eight minutes at most, or as short as thirty to fifty seconds, and they evacuate before the Public Security Bureau arrives, such precision cannot be supported by primitive communication methods like signals. At least, it’s impossible with the average personnel quality of the rebels. So, there must be a place similar to a settlement!

…

“Thank you! Your information really helped a lot!”

Realizing how to find the rebel settlement and then trace the clues to find those anomaly item holders, Leon was overjoyed. He first thanked her, then earnestly instructed: “Miss Amy, those people have very dangerous things. Your family should not participate in what comes next. Just tell me the stores they usually buy supplies from!”

“Alright, I’ll write them down right away!”

Hearing that she had indeed helped Leon, the doll-faced girl was also very happy. But after searching her pocket, she realized she didn’t have a pen or paper. She looked up at Leon again.

“I have pens and paper.”

Leon immediately understood what she was looking for. He originally wanted to hand over the small notebook in his embrace, but after considering the contents recorded on it, he hesitated slightly and only took out a homemade charcoal pencil. Then he pointed to the bedside and said, “Move my pillow, lift the bed headboard. There’s a small cabinet inside, which should have some rough paper that Melanie used before.”

“Ah, okay, I’ll check.”

After curiously glancing at the strange-looking charcoal pencil in Leon’s hand, the doll-faced girl followed Leon’s instructions, moved his pillow, and prepared to lift the bed headboard with the storage compartment. However…

This… this…

Looking at the quite bold style and even more unusually “mature” female intimate garment lying under Leon’s pillow, the two people in the room couldn’t help but widen their eyes.

Forget about it being Anna’s. First of all, this purple-black lace corset doesn’t match Anna’s temperament at all. Just the huge space left for the southern hemisphere alone proves that it’s absolutely not something Anna’s “size” could handle.

Amy knew at a glance that this thing definitely belonged to a quite “remarkable” woman, especially the terrifying size difference between the south hemisphere support and the waist cinch. The owner of this clothing must have a “dominant” chest!

The corners of the doll-faced girl’s mouth twitched involuntarily, her round little nose sniffed twice, and she felt a strange sourness rising to the tip of her nose. Her eyes even turned slightly red.

“You… you…”

“If I say I don’t know where this thing came from… will you believe me?”

Interrupting Amy’s impending tears, Leon walked over and examined the corset, checked his sheets and pillow, then frowned and said, “It seems like someone has slept in my bed… Anna likes to tidy up the room every evening, so probably someone came yesterday, and the clothes were probably placed under the pillow then. I slept directly at the bureau yesterday and never went home…

Well, I might as well ask her directly.”

To avoid being mistaken as a pervert who collects women’s intimate clothing, Leon explained seriously. Seeing that the doll-faced girl still had a strange expression, he simply opened the door and shouted toward the inner room, “Anna! Did anyone come to the house yesterday?”

“…”

Upon hearing Leon’s shout, Melanie’s loud crying in the inner room paused slightly.

A moment later, Anna, who looked quite refreshed after exercise, opened the door, glanced at Leon’s direction, and nodded with a somewhat complex expression.

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“Yes, Miss Veronica came. We chatted for a long time until the last carriage stopped running, so I let her stay in your room… Is there any problem?”

Miss Veronica? The princess, huh? That makes sense…

Recalling the situation of that princess, then looking back at the corset on the bed, Leon replied with a look of understanding:

“There isn’t really any big problem, just that one of her clothes was left in my room.”

Clothes were left behind? Hearing Leon’s words, Anna blinked in confusion. Veronica wore the same thing when she came and left. How could… Hmm…

Realizing this, she hurried over and looked at Leon’s bed, her pupils shrinking sharply as well, probably stunned by the size of the clothing.

“Anna, Miss Veronica will be staying at the bureau for a while. You can collect her things first, find a bag, and I’ll bring it to her when I return to the bureau.”

“Okay!”

While Anna ran back to the inner room to find a bag, Leon turned around and explained to the skeptical-looking Amy: “Miss Veronica is the person attacked by the rebels this time. She sought help at our bureau this morning. We’re investigating the rebels because of her… Can you help write down the locations of those stores now?”

Taking out a small notebook and tearing off a page to hand over, Leon couldn’t help but urge anxiously while looking at the muscular old man outside the window who was slowly climbing up to the sixth floor despite being tied up with yarn: “If possible, please write faster. I don’t seem to have much time left…”

(End of chapter)