Chapter 589: Unexpected Harvest (Part 2)

Yes, needing to purchase daily supplies in a hidden way for a long time, and the consumption quantity changing with the rebel activities in the news, then the identity of these people is self-evident.

After listening to the doll-faced girl's words, a look of shame couldn't help but appear on Leon's face.

After joining the Cleanup Bureau, he was still somewhat stuck in a fixed way of thinking, especially after experiencing the convenience of soul vision, his first reaction was always to think about using "anomalous" methods to find targets, but he forgot these most basic means.

Rebels are also people! They also have to eat and wear clothes!

What's more, they were originally an organization that couldn't be considered small in scale. Apart from those few anomalous ability users created by the Aquarius Director, there were at least three or four hundred members and the families of those members. The consumption of these people was not a small number.

As for why these people would gather together instead of hiding separately in the entire Wang Dou... it can only be said that the danger and difficulty of hiding separately might not necessarily be smaller than gathering together.

There are no mobile phones here that can transmit messages at any time. Most people's long-distance communication still relies on letters. Rich people can go to the Communication Bureau and use a kind of telegraph-like device to transmit some simple messages, but these ways of transmitting information can be said to be both difficult and dangerous for rebels.

After all, the Secret Investigation Bureau of the Police Department is not eating dry rice. They can even check the trajectory of steam carriage passengers clearly. If someone suddenly receives a letter message before every rebel action, or their whereabouts become a mystery, it's almost the same as reporting their own home.

And relying on means like secret codes agreed upon to complete attacks, the difficulty is even higher. Not only will all secret codes have to be replaced if one is caught, but in those situations where opportunities are often fleeting, it is almost impossible to guarantee that the content of the action will be notified in place to those rebels.

Like their precise attacks that last as long as seven or eight minutes and as short as thirty or fifty seconds, and retreat in time before the Police Department arrives, it is simply not something that primitive communication means like secret codes can support. At the very least, it is impossible with the average personnel quality of the rebels, so there will definitely be places like settlements!

"Thank you! Your news really helped a lot!"

After figuring out how to find the rebel settlement and then follow the vine to find the few anomalous object holders, Leon, who was overjoyed, first thanked her, then instructed earnestly:

"Miss Amy, those people have very dangerous things in their hands. For the next things, your family had better not participate. Just tell me the stores where they are used to buying supplies!"

"Alright, I'll write down those stores!"

Hearing that she had indeed helped Leon, the doll-faced girl was also very happy, but after searching in her pocket, she found that she didn't bring a pen and paper, so she raised her head again and looked toward Leon.

"If it's pen and paper, I have them here."

After understanding what she was looking for at a glance, Leon originally wanted to hand over the small notebook in his arms directly, but after thinking about the content recorded on it, he hesitated slightly, then only took out the homemade charcoal pencil, then pointed to the head of the bed:

"Move my pillow away, and after lifting the bed back, inside is a small cabinet, inside there should be the draft paper that Meilani used before."

"Ah alright, I'll look for it."

After looking curiously at the strange charcoal pencil in Leon's hand, the doll-faced girl followed Leon's instructions, moved his pillow away, and prepared to lift the bed back that had a storage compartment, however...

This... this is...

Looking at the female intimate clothing with a quite bold style and an exceptionally "mature" shape lying under Leon's pillow, the two people in the room couldn't help but stare wide-eyed in unison.

Don't even mention that it might be Anna's; setting aside the fact that this purple-black lace corset doesn't match Anna's temperament at all, the two huge empty spaces at the top reserved for the "southern hemisphere" are absolutely not something Anna's "scale" could handle.

Staring at this corset that noble ladies often wore close to their bodies when attending banquets to cinch their waists, especially staring at the two "lower bowls" that were surprisingly large on it for a long time.

The doll-faced girl couldn't help but pout her mouth, her round and pretty nose twitched twice, and a burst of inexplicable sourness surged to the tip of her nose, and her eye circles couldn't help but turn slightly red.

"You... you..."

"If I say, I don't know where this thing came from... do you believe me?"

After interrupting Amy's tearful shaking, Leon walked over to look at this corset, and also checked his bed sheet and pillow, then frowned:

"My bed seems to have been slept in... Anna likes to tidy up the room every day, so it was probably someone who came over yesterday, and the clothes should have been placed under the pillow at that time, and I slept directly in the Bureau yesterday, and didn't return home at all...

Forget it, I'd better ask her directly."

In order to avoid being treated as a pervert who collects female intimate clothing, Leon explained earnestly for a few sentences, and seeing that the doll-faced girl was still very suspicious, he simply opened the door directly and shouted toward the direction of the inner room:

"Anna! Did anyone come to the house yesterday?"

"..."

Hearing Leon's shout, Meilani's loud crying in the inner room paused slightly.

After a while, Anna, who was in quite good spirits after exercising, opened the door, glanced in Leon's direction, and nodded with a somewhat complex expression.

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

Miss Veronica? Princess? No wonder...

After recalling the situation of that Princess, and looking back at the corset on the bed, Leon, who had a look of sudden realization, answered:

"There's no big problem, it's just that she left one of her clothes in my room."

Clothes left behind?

Hearing Leon's words, Anna blinked somewhat puzzled. What Miss Veronica wore when she came and what she wore when she left were the same, how could... um...

After reacting, she hurriedly ran over, looked at the bed in Leon's room, and then her pupils also shrank violently, estimated to be shocked by the size of this piece of clothing.

"Anna, Miss Veronica will be staying in the Bureau for this period of time. You help her tidy it up first, then find a bag to pack it, and when I return to the Bureau in a while, I will bring it to her by the way."

"Alright!"

When Anna ran back to the inner room to find a bag, Leon turned around and explained to Amy, who was still half-believing:

"Miss Veronica is the person who was attacked by rebels this time. She went to our Bureau for help this morning. We are going to chase the rebels also because of her... um... can you help me write down the locations of those stores now?"

After taking out the small notebook he carried with him and tearing off a page to hand over, looking at the strong old man outside the window who was still climbing to the sixth floor despite being tied up with yarn, Leon couldn't help but urge with a headache:

"If possible, you had better write faster. The time left for me seems to be running out..."

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