The safe is divided into four parts, making clever use of the small structure. Depending on the caliber, internal volume and height, it is easy to distinguish different uses.

In the small space on the right side of the top floor, there is a separately assembled boxed container, and even after opening the safe, you still need a key to see the contents of the box. When Heliga cast another spell and opened the lock cylinder that had turned into scrap metal, he understood why there was an extra layer of encryption here.

"President Malconi's private property, huh?" In the small box were small jewels and rings wrapped in rich velvet—no doubt, although Heliga did not know much about the quality of these things, he could see that these jewels were undoubtedly of great value, and the price of each one was likely to fluctuate between a million and a million meters. There is no doubt that the only person in the entire Chamber of Commerce who is capable of possessing such a huge wealth may be President Marconi.

But something doesn't look right. Heliga thought to himself, if it was private money, why should a person like Malconi store it in a warehouse deep in the mountains if he exchanged it for mira and money orders, and hid it in a bank for safekeeping and financial management, or in a well-guarded secret place? However, although he was puzzled, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation for a while, and with this doubt, he opened a slightly larger mezzanine.

"Huh...... That's a lot of use. "On this floor were several envelopes containing information that would be quite morale-boosting to the police and the guerrilla associations—written evidence of what appeared to be written proof of the various officials who had broken the law and sought personal gain on behalf of the "Rubacher" under the direction of Speaker Harutman, as evidenced by the red handprints and fingerprints.

It seems that this is President Malconi's own hole card...... In the event that one day Cross Bell's political situation overturns and Harutman falls, he can also use these things to threaten the remaining officials who are still in office to save him. "That being said, Speaker Harutman is one of the most prominent people in this Crossbell neighborhood. If even he is brought down, then none of the remaining petty officials will be able to protect him.

"Alright...... These are all written down. Silently, Heliga put the letters back in the same way they had been, "What's next...... Forehead ......"

Compared with the previous fluttering letters, there are several thick pages and notebooks in the huge space at the bottom - when you open it, it turns out that "Rubacher" has been related to the large and small transaction records over the years. It seems that this President Marconi is an easily carried away fool on the surface, but at least he still has a hand in recording and planning his own things, otherwise he would not have the ability to become the president.

In addition to recording the most basic information, these transaction reports also include special details such as temporary changes in transaction locations due to police and guerrilla interference, and disputes over payment methods. It is because of these additional annotations that Helpiga can easily understand the pattern of Rubacher's actions - in fact, Rubacher is basically not the source and manufacturer of these black market goods, but looks more like a transit station. They take advantage of the fact that Crossbell is not subject to many legal restrictions, and the government's ability to suppress them is very limited, to build bridges for all kinds of criminals from all over the world.

Of course, such a mode of operation, in addition to bringing extremely high income and reputation, is also very dangerous. When potential customers everywhere know that Rubacher has taken advantage of the right time and place in Crossbell to become one of the world's leading underground traders, the risk of being targeted along with rising revenues – whether it is from the overt government, guerrilla sanctions, or covert sabotage by secretly peers or people who also want a piece of the pie will follow. In this case, Speaker Malconi is more closely attached to Speaker Harutman, who is a big man in Crossbell, and he also recruits troops with a lot of money, and finally attracts "Killing Bear", an ace hunter with a reputation in the dark world, and a number of brave men who are under heavy rewards. Under Garcia's personal command, these men were gradually trained to become mafia members with good fighting ability; At the same time, under the coordination of Garcia, Rubacher updated the trading model, optimized the trading network and communication equipment, purchased a batch of more advanced weapons and equipment, and trained these military monsters.

But among the records of these dealings with arms dealers and governments, other mafias, and drug manufacturers, there is a nondescript black wallet that stands out in this case.

Driven by curiosity, Helliga naturally took out the black wallet and carefully flipped through it. As Helliga moved, the dust on the outer cover shook off slightly, and it seemed as if Marconi himself had never touched the wallet — and strangely, the few pages of documents in the wallet did not look like a mafia transaction record written by Marconi himself — but something akin to a medical report.

In addition to the lingua franca of the continent of Semuria, those sheets of paper were mixed with strange runes and strange illustrations that Helriga couldn't read. It looks like it's a description of the effects of a drug - but judging by the way the illustrations look, it's not a good thing to nourish the body. In one of the illustrations, the man appears to be in a state of complete madness, while the other appears to be in a nightmare, and anything around him can be used as a weapon to hurt him.

Heliga flipped through the pages of the paper, and the more he looked, the more mysteries became—and the foreboding that came with it grew.

Although he couldn't understand what was being said on it - the content on it vaguely gave him a very deep sense of déjà vu. It must have been some kind of nightmare...... But he couldn't think of anything.

It took a long time for Helriga to stop thinking when he heard the sound of footsteps. Protected by the eerie glow of the Dragon's Roar, he was able to leisurely put the documents back in their original form, disguised as if no one had ever visited. Of course, those priceless jewels naturally took one or two without taking them for nothing.

Whether or not Marconi would notice and react had nothing to do with him – no one would ever know he had been there.

Before reintegrating into the shadows and leaving, Helliga struggled to memorize what seemed to be the key word, "Gnosis."