Chapter 672: Tall Buildings and Shadows (please vote for the super large chapter)
In fact, the method of obtaining information does not necessarily have to be collected openly.
After all, the information itself is not used for formal and legal activities.
On this basis, it is very simple to obtain the information given by Blood Wolf.
Nowadays, the photography technology of smart devices has become very advanced. They only need to send people to the corresponding areas and get close to these homeless people to obtain the photos, gender, and information of the active areas of these homeless people.
Of course, the information obtained in this way may be out of order, and when shooting secretly, it may not be possible to capture a completely full face.
Judging from the old man's answer to He Ao just now, these wanderers are actually very vigilant. The sudden approach of strangers and their detailed wandering in front of everyone may not necessarily arouse the vigilance of the entire group.
And this method cannot collect the names of homeless people.
So is there any way to collect the photos and names of homeless people one by one without raising alarm?
In fact, there is. That is to ask homeless people to line up one by one to register their names. When queuing up to register their names, you can put a camera at the front of the line, so that each person can be clearly captured while queuing.
Portrait of a wanderer.
But it is certainly impossible for these homeless people to wait in line to register their names.
Then we need to provide some ‘rewards’ to attract homeless people to register.
However, if you ask homeless people to register their names to receive rewards, this will inevitably arouse the vigilance of homeless people and make them doubt the purpose of registering their names.
At this time, it is necessary to change the way of registering names and giving rewards to a narrative method.
For example, charity distribution.
When homeless people receive charity items, they need to register their names.
This is actually very common in federal charitable distributions, and the list recording these names can be used as one of the evidences that the charitable organization has indeed made charitable distributions.
Therefore, most charitable organizations will require the person or person in charge of receiving charitable items to sign and register.
During charity distribution to homeless people, in order to prevent a homeless person from repeatedly receiving charity items, some charitable organizations will also use smart cameras for face recognition.
These cameras can naturally collect clear facial information of homeless people.
Although due to privacy issues, these charitable organizations claim that they will not save photos of homeless people, but for homeless people who have sold their passports and bank cards, it doesn't matter whether they keep them or not.
Homeless people rarely pay attention to whether this charity organization will be equipped with cameras.
Some charitable organizations even use robots to distribute food.
What He Ao just ignored was actually the information about charity distribution.
It wasn't until Jia Qian distributed bread into the hands of every homeless child that triggered He Ao's memory of the charity organization that he was reminded of these things.
Roy, the character in the third official dungeon, once had a wandering experience.
Evolution If you choose to use a charity organization as a disguise, you can not only cover your purpose well, but also use some simple bread and water at a lower cost to let the homeless people deliver information to their doorsteps.
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He Ao knelt down again, looked at the old man who still had a surprised look on his face, and asked slowly, "Brother, are there many charitable organizations here?"
When He Ao arrived, there were homeless people eating bread, which proved that a charity organization had just arrived.
"More, come more,"
The old man came back to his senses, glanced at He Ao, and said hoarsely,
“There are more people than there are things to bring. Every time we come, we all line up together, but usually the line only lasts for a short period and all the food is gone.
"So every time, everyone actually has to queue up and get to the front to have a chance to get food. Those who can't get it will only be hungry. Those so-called charity organizations just show up and it's different every time.
Many people, with different names, came to take a photo, distributed something and then left."
He Ao raised his head and glanced around, except for the bread that Jia Qian had just handed out. On this street, there were actually very few people holding bread in their hands.
He turned around and continued to ask, "Will these charitable organizations allow names to be written?"
"Yes,"
The old man's mood seemed to have calmed down a lot. He took a bite of bread and said, "The person in front has to write more than a dozen names. If you can't write them down, you won't get food."
It's enough for one person, but it's enough for more than a dozen people.
It seems that the charity industry in St. John City is very chaotic, but this chaos is actually not conducive to the collection of information for evolution.
What evolution requires is to collect information from as many people as possible. If only a small number of people are given food, their needs for information collection will be met.
He Ao thought for a moment and pondered, "Is there any charity organization that can bring a large amount each time and can basically distribute it to all homeless people without requiring everyone to fill in a lot of names?"
After asking this question, the old man paused and seemed to be lost in some kind of memory.
Then he took a sip of water, swallowed the bread in his mouth, and shook his beard stained with water drops up and down.
"There really is one of the kind you mentioned, but what they give out every time is very little, only a small piece of bread and a small bottle of the cheapest water, but they do prepare enough for everyone, regardless of the elderly.
Children can still receive food, and they only need to sign their name."
As he spoke, he sighed, "But they come very rarely, basically only once every three or four months. Brother, fortunately you are asking me. If you ask some new wanderers, they may not be able to answer you."
this problem."
"Um,"
He Ao nodded lightly. When he was selecting the candidates, he saw that the old man seemed to have a lot of wandering experience, so he came over to ask the question. Then he continued to ask, "Do you still remember the name of this organization?"
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The purpose of 'distributing food' after a longer period of time is most likely to wait for enough new homeless people to appear, so as to avoid repeated registration of information, thereby reducing the cost of information collection.
"I can't remember the names. Their names are quite complicated,"
The old man recalled, "But I remember their logo, which seemed to be an upside-down red heart. This logo is quite special."
"Thank you,"
He Ao nodded lightly and stood up. He glanced around and said slowly, "I heard that there seems to be a new leader in Green Olive Street. It is not as scary as before. If you can't survive here,
You can try to find a way to go there and at least have a shelter from the wind and rain."
"good,"
The old man smiled and nodded. He supported the ground with his withered hands and pushed himself up. "I heard about it and wanted to visit it a long time ago. I just heard that it was very chaotic and there were many dead people. Brother, since you
That said, I will go over and have a look. If there is no problem, I still have some friends here and I can take them there."
"be safe."
He Ao nodded.
"good!"
The old man also nodded slowly.
He Ao said goodbye to him and turned towards the off-road vehicle.
The old man watched as He Ao and Jia Qian got into the car and drove out of the street covered by the shadows of high-rise buildings, then seemed to be driving into another shadow.
The towering sun streaked across the sky, bringing a brief glow to the street.
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"Get some sleep?"
Sitting in the driver's seat, He Ao glanced at Jia Qian in the back seat.
Jia Qian opened her eyes and seemed a little hesitant.
"Go to sleep. I'll call you when I arrive."
He Ao smiled.
Jia Qian curled up, lay on her side on the cushion in the back seat and fell asleep.
At the same time, He Ao opened the bracelet.
Eve has sent to his bracelet a collection of names of charitable organizations whose symbols are upside-down hearts.
This charitable organization is called the Commonwealth Charitable Aid and Vocational Support Charitable Foundation for Homeless People.
This is a cross-city charity organization with branches in multiple cities that accepts donations from all over the federation. Its official website introduces itself as, 'a charitable fund dedicated to helping homeless people live and finding new ways for homeless people to live.
meeting.'.
The homepage of the organization has a large number of photos of the donation site, and there is also a special column for letters from homeless people, which collects a large number of thank-you speeches from homeless people.
Eve collected some information about this charity organization and found that this charity organization is a very reputable charity organization in the Federation and has a large number of individuals and institutions donating to it.
Its published accounts show that the donations received can completely offset the foundation’s operating and charitable costs.
He Ao flipped through the information,
In a sense, this homeless assistance foundation with a long name has indeed done better than many of its peers, which has also won it a lot of good reputation and attracted more charitable donations.
If it is really a disguise of evolution, it can only be said that it is a bit... absurd.
It is actually very simple to verify whether this charity organization has anything to do with the pollution monster or the slave of evolution.
He Ao turned to the location of the charity organization that Eve found in St. John's City: No. 60, Golden Indus Street.
Jinwutong Street is located in Dongcheng, which is also the most prosperous district in St. John City.
The city government and the St. Jon headquarters building of the Capjet Group are both in the East City.
Similarly, Dongcheng is also the area with the best security in St. John City.
If this charity is really related to Evolution, then no matter how well they pretend, there is one thing they cannot hide.
That is the aura that pollution monsters contaminate the soul.
Theoretically, this kind of smell can only be recognized by pollution monsters, and people infected with these smells will be more likely to be attacked by pollution monsters.
The Pollution Cleanup Department uses a special breath-masking spray to suppress these scents to prevent people who are contaminated by the scent from being discovered by pollution monsters.
But this smell cannot be removed.
At least that's the case for the Pollution Cleanup Division.
But the power of super memory to spy on the soul allows He Ao to easily access the essence of this 'breath' - some kind of special power attached to the soul.
And he can use the power of super memory to completely destroy these breaths.
At the same time, he can also clearly 'see' who has this 'aura'.
This means that in a sense, he has the same 'identification ability' as the pollution monster, and can easily identify who in the crowd has been exposed to the pollution monster with the help of super memory.
And this recognition seems to be uninterrupted by the masking spray.
He Ao took out the breath masking spray that Ixia gave him from his pocket and sprayed it on himself.
Then he briefly turned on his super memory and scanned his soul.
He could clearly feel that the 'aura' left on his soul due to his previous contact with the pollution monster in the Green Olive District had temporarily dimmed, but it had not disappeared.
From the perspective of Super Memory, those auras are still clearly visible.
And when he used Super Memory in Green Olive Street before, He Ao also discovered that the souls of people who were suspected of raising pollution monsters, such as the core subordinates of the boss of the Poison Scorpion Gang, were contaminated by the smell of pollution monsters than those who had just been exposed to pollution by chance.
There are many monsters.
There are even more members than Ixia, a member of the Pollution Cleanup Department who specializes in dealing with pollution monsters.
And for people like the boss of the Poisonous Scorpion Gang who have merged with monsters, their souls are almost wrapped in the breath of contaminated monsters.
Therefore, people who accidentally come into contact with polluted monsters due to misfortune can be easily distinguished from those who raise polluted monsters.
And now He Ao's advantage is that no one knows that he has this ability.
So whether the other party is truly charitable or just wearing a mask of charity, you can find out by taking a look.
He woke up the car and set the destination to No. 60 Jinwutong Street.
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Pollution Cleanup Department Building
Ixia stood in front of the closed office door and took a deep breath.
This office used to be Nighthawk's office. After Nighthawk's 'defection', it was temporarily vacant. Now, it is the temporary office of the top person in charge of the Pollution Cleanup Department.
After taking another deep breath, she reached out and knocked on the office door.
"Please come in."
An old voice came from behind the door, followed by the sound of the door opening automatically.
Through the slowly opening door, Ixia saw the scene in the office.
This is a square office that is not spacious. Except for a three-dimensional city sand table in the center and a few chairs, there is almost no decoration in the office, which seems to reveal some kind of ascetic simplicity.
At this moment, an old man with silver hair and a crisp military uniform was standing in front of the sand table, with his back to Isia, staring at the content on the sand table.
An invisible power spread over this silent old man.
"Director?"
Ixia looked at the old man's back and asked softly.
The fact that she was attacked by a pollution monster yesterday has been reported to the police.
She knew very well that her investigation into the Nighthawk case could no longer be concealed, so when she received a notice from the director of the Pollution Cleanup Department looking for her in the morning, she knew that the last moment she faced had arrived.
The director will finally decide whether to protect her unruly 'subordinate'.
The worst outcome is that she is dismissed from all posts for crossing the line and completely loses the protection of the Pollution Cleanup Department. Then she will have to find a way to survive the attacks of those pollution monsters on her own.
"coming?"
The old man in military uniform standing in front of the sand table turned around and looked at Ixia.
"Um,"
Ixia nodded and walked into the office. The office door behind her was not closed. She looked at the old man in military uniform and asked tentatively, "Are you looking for me today?"
The old man glanced at Ixia. He was holding a long baton in one hand and a cup of coffee on the edge of the sand table with the other hand. "I remember the first time I went to visit your grandfather, you still
If this stick is not long, when people get old, they feel that time passes quickly."
He took a sip of coffee and then looked at the sand table in front of him.
This sand table is placed on a huge square table, almost like a scaled-down version of the city of Saint-Jean, with various streets and high-rise buildings intertwined at random.
At this moment, the sand table is densely filled with black flags, except for a small area in the northwest where the flags are slightly empty.
"This is the sand table left by Nighthawk. Every flag here represents a pollution monster that once appeared."
The old man stared at these flags with a somewhat dark look, "Nighthawk is also a good boy."
Ixia stood beside the old man and stared at the sand table.
This was the first time she had seen such a sand table. Through these densely packed flags, she realized for the first time what kind of situation the Nighthawk was dealing with.
The frequency of pollution monsters appearing in St. John City is much higher than that in other cities. However, with such high frequency of monsters appearing, Nighthawk actually allowed St. Jon City to maintain a short period of time. Few people were affected by pollution monsters.
Dead 'Peace'.
"I thought for a long time that when I retired, the person who would take my place would be Nighthawk."
The old man continued to take a sip of coffee, his eyes looked a little lonely, he seemed to have remembered something, and he let out a long sigh.
Then he glanced at the sand table filled with black flags, and turned to look at Ixia, "How are you? Are you confident?"
"ah?"
Ixia was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a while.
"If I remember correctly, your extraordinary ability is Talent Sequence 60: Investigative Reporter,"
The old man withdrew his gaze and said slowly, "The investigative reporter has three subsequent C-level talent sequences. I have sent people to help you collect the secret medicine and ritual formulas. During this time, you can take a good rest in the building and take a look.
The documents and work records left by Nighthawk before will give you a thorough understanding of the situation in St. John City."
At this time, Ixia finally reacted.
She was previously transferred to St. John City, and she was transferred in the name of St. John City's alternate person in charge.
"I······"
She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the old man's voice.
"Work hard," the old man said, looking back at the sand table, "This city is more complicated than you think."
Then he waved his hand and said, "Go and have a good rest and find out the work situation. I used to like a saying when I was a mercenary. Soldiers who are well trained and prepared will live longer on the battlefield."
"Um."
Finally, Ixia nodded slightly and left the office, slowly closing the office door as she left.
The old man standing in front of the sand table raised the coffee in his hand again and stared at the densely packed flags with a deep gaze.
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Ixia, who was outside the office, glanced at the sunshine outside the corridor window and breathed a long sigh of relief.
It seems that the director's attitude is still more protective of her, and this 'promotion' seems to have confirmed her behavior in investigating Nighthawk in disguise.
She turned around and walked to her office, raised her bracelet, and was ready to share this rare good news with the old gentleman.
The scorching sun outside the window dropped behind the tall building. The moment the woman turned around, a long shadow spread on the ground, chasing her footsteps and covering her shadow.
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No. 60, Jinwutong Street
He Ao followed the line of sight of the off-road vehicle and looked out the window, while his eyes swept across the 'Character Card' interface in his field of vision.
