Chapter 255: The Sound of Bells from the Empty Street
The clock in the room ticked and ticked.
Anchen sat back on the chair at the table, his legs swaying slightly on the table.
She was facing a wall with a map of the city of Noxus.
But this map is a bit too detailed, and it even marks all the locations and patrol points of Noxus City.
It can be said that with this map, even a civilian can come and go as he pleases in Noxus.
There were a lot of runic images floating on the map, and it was a picture of a person.
And the location of the photo is their permanent location.
Each magical image is marked with marks that mark their identity, their possessions, their families, and even what they have done recently.
Anchen picked up a cup of tea on the table, put it to his lips and blew on it, and took a sip.
What does a strong intelligence organization look like?
Strong execution, or with super high professionalism, or strong equipment.
At least in Anchen's opinion, it shouldn't be just that.
Or that these are not the most important things, the most important thing is that they need to be everywhere.
It's hard to get all the eyeliner all over the continent, but it's much less difficult if it's in one city.
What kind of people are everywhere in a city, the most ordinary people?
Beggars, commoners, hawkers, merchants.
They will be on every street, in every hotel, in every living quarter.
And they are also the easiest people to master, as long as you have enough money.
First week in Noxus.
All Anchen did was to complete this arrangement.
An agreement was reached with these people to give money and benefits through the sale of information.
A total of 300 people from various industries.
She receives messages every day, and buys them at different prices based on how important they are.
The cheap ones cost only a few silver coins, and the expensive ones don't cost more than a gold coin.
You only need to spend about ten gold coins a day to know most of the events in Noxus City.
Is there more affordable information than this, and the black market is nothing more than that.
Of course, she didn't need those intelligence agents to scout for classified documents and high-risk regional information.
She just needs to know which wind is blowing in Noxus City.
These people would be her best helmsmen.
As for some confidential investigations, someone will naturally go, and she herself is a good candidate.
The world's unparalleled concealment technique is enough to allow her to go anywhere.
She didn't go on her own, and don't forget, she also had five shadow clones.
On average, there are two to three steady eyeliners of news on each street and alley, plus five shadows that can come and go anywhere in Noxus.
For two weeks, Noxus had no secrets in her eyes.
Even she had found the meeting room of the Twelve, and she could go to any of the meetings, and no one would know that she had been there or that the thirteenth person existed.
"Bang bang."
There was three knocks on the door, and then a man who looked exactly like Anchen pushed the door in.
"Is the identity of the Seventh Councillor confirmed?" Anchen drank tea.
"It's confirmed."
"Now the identities of the twelve councillors have been confirmed." Anchen put the teacup aside: "What are their respective intentions?" β
"Let's take a look at these meetings." The black shadow standing beside Anchen briefly recounted the confidential information of Noxus.
"The 1st, 4th, 6th, 8th, and 11th councillors hold war opinions, and declare to the outside world to bring the order of Noxus to more places."
"The fourth, eighth, and eleventh councillors belong to the Leicester family, and the family has recently purchased a large amount of armaments and materials, with the intention of changing the political landscape of Noxus in the absence of Darius and Svein."
"The First Councillor has been bought. The Sixth Congressman truly agrees with the Declaration of Order and wants to develop national power through war. β
"The second, third, seventh, and ninth councillors remain neutral. The second councillor has been bought by the fourth. β
"The Fifth, Tenth, and Twelfth Councillors did not support the continuation of the war, arguing that the war consumed too many resources and that the real productive forces in Noxus could no longer keep up. If it continues like this, it will be dragged down. β
"Do you dare to bribe each other without knowing your identity, it's really embarrassing for them." An Chen nodded calmly: "What is the direction of Noxus City's speech now?" β
"The intelligence agents below have spread their complaints, and now the standard of living in Noxus has indeed begun to decline, and the interests have been touched, and many people have begun to be dissatisfied, and some are ready to start organizing anti-war demonstrations."
"Hmm." Anchen held a dart and gestured to the wall: "After all, it's for profit." β
"Mori"
With a soft sound, the dart landed on a photo on the wall.
"Let's start with him tonight. Fourth Councillor, Morisia Lester. By the way, Demacia's side can also start working. After the Noxus affair is taken care of, we have to go there again. β
"Understood."
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The dark shadow silently dispersed, and An Chen sat alone in the room.
It's too calm in Noxus City, and it's time to feel the wind and waves.
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It was late at night.
The evening breeze knocked on the windows with a slight sound.
Anchen stood in front of a mirror.
He tied his cloak in a knot at his neckline, hummed the slow tune in his mouth, and tied the bell around his waist.
Then he took out the half of the mask and put it over his face.
His dark pupils stared at himself in the mirror, watching him slowly disappear into thin air.
The room was empty, except for the ringing of bells farther and farther away.
The Leicester family, one of the three ruling families in Noxus, have enviable wealth, power, and everything that no one else has.
But theirs don't seem to be satisfied enough, they want more.
The guard standing by the wall yawned and looked at the deserted street.
There was a faint ringing of bells on the streetΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
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Hawkers, haha The ending is definitely not the same as in the group, and I will try my best to write it with my heart.