Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 368 Gathering Information
Adele knew what she had to do, and didn't want to waste any more time, so she left the Navy Headquarters building and prepared to go to the dock to get the things she had left on the ship.

When she and Tracy went hunting for the Ghazi, they had only brought the minimum amount of luggage, and most of Adele's personal belongings were on the boat, so the office now seemed a little empty.

In fact, she could have asked her secretary to arrange for someone to bring the things over for her, but she was not used to giving orders, and in this respect she was not even as good as Vinata, who had managed the Queen Island Company for a month.

It wasn't until her carriage stopped at the door of the bar at the harbor that Adele realized that there was actually no need for her to make this trip.

I'm really not suited to being a senior executive... Adele smiled self-deprecatingly, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to waste her trip and find something to do first.

Soon, Adele, carrying a canvas bag containing a revolver and magical items and wearing a small black women's bonnet, entered a tavern in the dock area from a relatively less bad neighborhood.

She planned to investigate here first to see if she could get the information she wanted about ayahuasca from the bartender.

The bar had just opened at this time and there were almost no drunkards. Only the busy dock workers nearby would come in and order a simple meal replacement.

Adele was dressed conservatively and simply today. She deliberately controlled her attraction to the opposite sex and did not cause much commotion. She mingled among the crowd and bought a piece of oatmeal bread with pork sausage and a glass of lemonade for 10 pence, looking very rich.

Due to the garrison in Loen, the gold pound system in Loen was quite popular here and was a hard currency. The reason why she ordered lemonade instead of Southwell beer or hot milk was entirely because of Frank Lee, who made Adele have a physiological aversion to beer and milk.

After slowly filling her stomach, Adele looked at the bartender:

"Any news lately?"

She planned to start with the well-informed bartender.

The bartender glanced at her and said with a chuckle:

“There’s all sorts of new information here every day.”

"If you don't tell me what kind of news you want to know, the only news I can share with you for free is that Mimosa has recently had a few good-looking girls come to the place."

"Mimosa" seems to be a brothel here.

Tsk, so ever since I became a witch, I have been reluctant to deal with these bartenders... By virtue of their positions, they do know a lot of information, but they are too vulgar and lack the most basic manners, which makes people feel physically uncomfortable...

Adele complained a little in her heart, but her facial expression did not change. She continued to pick up the glass and took a sip, waiting for the bartender's next words.

Being stared at by Adele's pure black eyes, the bartender felt an inexplicable chill. He glanced at Adele unnaturally, swallowed his saliva and said:
"If you just want a general idea of ​​the latest news, 10 pence." The bartender subconsciously quoted a price far lower than the usual asking price.

That's fair... I thought I needed to continue to put pressure on him before he would give in.

Adele smiled slightly and retracted a little of her own seductive power, causing the unnatural blush on the bartender's face to gradually fade away.

She casually rummaged through her purse, pulled out a one-sol note and pushed it toward the bartender.

"No need to look for it. Please tell me in more detail."

"Okay, ma'am!" The bartender hurriedly put away the banknotes, put down the glass in his hand, put the rag, which was dirtier than the glass, on his hairy wrist, and started talking to Adele.

"If we talk about the biggest thing recently, it's probably the military's latest move, right? It's said that the front line suffered a defeat a while ago, and everyone says that the military is trying to get back on track."

The bartender said, hoping for chaos, "Many people say that the military is likely to launch a strong attack on the frontal troops along the burned Hagati grassland. The resistance army has also been busy preparing for defense recently. It looks like a big attack is coming."

Is the plan for a frontal assault... It seems that Loen's intelligence agency has already started to operate. If the other party's description is true, it may have achieved good results. As for whether the people of the Rose School will be deceived, it depends on luck.

Adele, who knew that the focus of the Loen military's attack this time was not on the southern front, but on the eastern front of Aleser, nodded secretly and nodded to the bartender: "I have heard about this matter, but I don't care about the affairs of those officials. You can talk about something else."

She didn't want to reveal her identity or what she was investigating, so she didn't make any specific inquiries. She just tried to find some clues from the recent news.

"Other things..." The bartender looked around first, and after confirming that no one was eavesdropping, he said to Adele cautiously:
"Recently, it seems that a new religious group has emerged, and it has a great influence among the grassroots people."

"Oh?" Adele raised her eyebrows with interest, "Tell me about it."

"This small group is very strange. Although they have their own totems and worship higher wisdom, they hope to be able to achieve physical and mental liberation through the pursuit of the legendary revelation and enter the kingdom of God to enjoy happiness."

The bartender said with some disdain, "The reason why they can grow so quickly is very simple. Other religions promote that their sects can bring happiness to people after death, but they directly declare that the apocalypse will come within two years. By then, all those who worship their totems can enter the paradise promised in their doctrines."

"I'm really not afraid of blowing my own trumpet. If I can't get into the park in two years, let's see what they will do."

The bartender commented, "But I guess the founder of this organization will just make a quick buck and leave. Who will care about it in two years? He will be gone by then anyway."

Is it really that simple?

After hearing what the bartender said, Adele became a little skeptical.

The two-year time frame is too ambiguous, as it is roughly the same time period after the end of the world. If you want to make a quick buck and leave, two years is a bit too long.

After all, when a group grows to a certain size, it is impossible not to attract the attention of official Beyonders. If they just want to use religion as a cover to swindle people, they don't need to wait so long. In just one month, they can defraud all the savings of those people who are not rich to begin with.

(End of this chapter)