Nina went to school, and as she had done so many times in the past years, she once again believed in her uncle's promise to her, that he would wait in the store for her to come home from school.

Maybe she doesn't believe it anymore, but she still persistently believes it.

Duncan stood behind the window on the first floor of the antique shop, watching Nina's trotting figure quickly turn the alley at the end and disappear from his vision.

Uncle Duncan would wait for her to come home in the store, and he promised.

"Ey, come here."

As soon as a thought flashed in his mind, a stream of green flames swept through the air, and the figure of a dove appeared in front of Duncan.

The bird tilted its head and looked at its master with mung bean eyes.

Through the connection established by the spirit fire, Duncan can clearly perceive the position of the pigeon, sense its state—although it is not yet possible to fully share the five senses, but at this level of perception can do a lot of things.

Duncan lowered his head and looked into Ae's small eyes: "You're actually very smart, you can understand me completely, and you can do a lot of things, right?" ”

The pigeon immediately flapped its wings proudly: "Loyalty, loyalty!" ”

"Then I have a bold idea now, and I want you to try it." Duncan smiled, then pulled out the sun badge from his bosom, which had now become the "Cultist Proximity Alarm."

He carefully wrapped the badge in a piece of cloth to keep it from being exposed to ordinary people, and then carefully tied it to Say's back with strips of cloth.

The pigeon was very cooperative from beginning to end, and even used his beak to help Duncan knot the strips of cloth, and it seemed to know exactly what its owner wanted to do, except that it could not say exactly what it thought, and was as smart as a human being.

"You're flying around town, and when the badge is hot, search for places that resonate, preferably specific to a building," Duncan said to the pigeon, "and I'll sense your location...... By the way, first move around the lower city and the cross block, don't go to the upper city, I don't know the address over there, and I can't determine the address based on the location alone. ”

The pigeon flapped its wings and tilted its head: "Hour fries?" ”

Duncan grimaced: "If you can locate one, I can bury you with fries." ”

Without saying a word, the pigeon flapped its wings and rushed to the gate, as if afraid that its master would regret it.

Duncan smiled as the pigeon flew away in the sky, his perception clearly tracking the current position of the pigeon and the general state of its surroundings, and then he returned to his room, took a map of the city-state of Planand and put it on the counter, and while looking at the map, he recalled the details of the plane of the lower city in his mind, and traced Aye in his perception, constantly confirming the bird's position.

It was easier than he had expected - the connection made by the spirit fire was stronger than it had been at first, Ae's flight path was almost a clear and bright line in his mind, and with the aid of maps and memories, it was not difficult to locate the bird.

It's a good way to do it.

Duncan exhaled softly and leaned back behind the counter in a comfortable position - he promised Nina that he would not go out to "ask for danger", which was naturally to be done.

But he can let the pigeons out to hunt and write a report letter at home......

To be sure, this is a better solution, and the pigeon that can fly is much more efficient than the search for a pigeon that can be carried around the city in his own car - of course, there is a downside to this, that is, after finding the cultist den, there is no way to get into it for information, and there is only a little reporting value.

But Duncan didn't care much about this pity, anyway, based on the experience of the last rally, those cultists who could be easily found were essentially a group of minions who were inquiring about news at the grassroots level, and their intelligence value was already limited, and if Ay really sensed some "big fish"...... He also has a follow-up method to "catch up" the big fish alone.

After all, Aye's ability is more than just flying around with a sensor - it's a courier job......

If he really found a big fish, he asked Ay to directly open the door on the spot and teleport the person to the Lost Country, and his own body was on the ship, so it was more convenient for him to interrogate him in detail.

It just so happened that he hadn't tried to use pigeons to send humans to humans, so he couldn't do this kind of experiment with innocent citizens - but the cult priests who killed people and cared for their hearts when they had nothing to do were different.

When necessary, they can be "consumables".

Duncan leaned back in his chair to sense Say's position as he pondered his plan in his mind, and felt more and more that it was the perfect plan - the draft of his whistleblower letter, the draft of the interrogation, the manhunt and the transmission process were all planned, and now there was a two-legged purse called "The Sun Believer".

The only thing that needs to be considered in the current package is how to explain to Nina when the authorities issue a bonus if his report letter is really true, he promised the girl not to go out to "hunt".

Duncan thought for a long time, and suddenly remembered one thing-

In a world that has developed into the industrial age, there is such a thing as a "bank".

This is the inevitable result and necessary condition of the development of the economy and productive forces.

Although the world's banking system is nowhere near as convenient and widespread as on Earth, there is always a minimum of account functionality.

The city-states of the Infinite Sea even built a financial system of interconnectedness between them, even though it was far more difficult to maintain than on Earth.

The original owner of his body did not mix well, and he did not have an account with the city-state bank - this is a normal thing in the lower city, and usually, only decent people in the upper city will reach the "level" to be able to deal with the bank, but the bank itself is open to all citizens.

There are banks in the cross block.

Duncan had a plan in mind, and he decided to go to the cross block in the next day or two to establish his first "bank account" in this world, so that if his activities in the human world expanded, it would become more convenient in terms of capital flow - and even if he didn't think about the future, when he wrote a report letter in the future, he could save the link of leaving an address and just leave an account.

Of course, it will be interesting to see if this is possible, after all, the original owner of his body has little experience with the city-state security department (or strictly speaking, not much positive experience), but Duncan thinks it is reasonable.

In this less secure world, anonymous reporting should be a normal choice for many enthusiastic citizens under the cautious mind.

As for today...... He decided to stay in the antique shop anyway.

This is not entirely because he has to strictly abide by the "agreement" with Nina, but because this is the first time he has released a pigeon so far and then positioned it with the help of the power of the spirit fire, and his unskilled operation has made him have to concentrate extraordinarily, so he needs a stable environment.

Another reason is that he really should take his "business" seriously for a day - this store has not yet opened in his hands.

Duncan stretched and stood up from behind the counter, and he slowly made his way to the door, hanging the "Open" sign outside.

He now has some plans, a new plan, and the beginning of all this is only because he made an agreement with a seventeen-year-old girl, which is really ...... Fun experience.

……

Near the Cross Block, in the ruined abandoned factory, the Church Guardians in long coats with silver on a black background had set up a cordon around it, and Inquisitor Vanna, dressed in light armor and carrying a blessed greatsword, accompanied by two Priests of the Deep Sea, walked down the sloping staircase to the abandoned space on the basement floor of the factory.

Everything is still the way it was - after the first guards were reported and discovered the meeting place, they cordoned off the site until now.

The corpses of the cultists were scattered to the ground in the vast basement, with a disgusting smell of blood mixed with the caustic chemicals of the flames, but no trace of the "attackers" was found at the scene other than the corpses of the solar heretics—no additional corpses, not even additional pieces of clothing.

Vanna frowned slightly.

It was a one-sided crushing battle, with attackers far outnumbering the cultists, who were mostly ordinary people, and it seemed that things had happened so suddenly that a significant number of these solar heretics were killed before they could resist.

Who's doing it?

Wild transcendents who have a personal vendetta against these cultists? Another powerful heretical order? Or is it some kind of out-of-control bloody sacrifice, a group of dead-ending heretics summoned from the "deeps" monsters they simply can't control?

The young inquisitor fell into deep thought.