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In fact, the method of obtaining information does not necessarily have to be collected in an aboveboard manner.

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 the blood wolf.

Now that the camera technology of smart devices is very developed, they only need to send people to the corresponding area 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 in the case of secret shooting, it may not be possible to capture the full face.

Judging from the old man's answer to He Ao just now, the vigilance of these homeless people is actually very high. The sudden approach of strangers and their swaying in front of everyone in detail may not cause the vigilance of the whole group.

Moreover, the names of homeless people cannot be collected in this way.

So is there any way to collect the photos and names of homeless people one by one without arousing vigilance?
In fact, there is, that is to let homeless people line up to register their names one by one. Portrait of a homeless person.

But it is certainly impossible for these homeless people to wait in line to register their names.

Then give some 'reward' to attract homeless people to register.

But if it is said that homeless people can receive rewards by registering their names, 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 giving rewards to the registration name with a narrative method.

For example, charity distribution.

When homeless people receive charity items, they need to register their names by the way.

This is actually very common in federal charitable distributions, and the list recording these names can be used as one of the evidences that charitable organizations have indeed conducted charitable distributions.

Therefore, most charitable organizations will require the person or person in charge to sign and register the charitable items.

In the charity distribution to the homeless, 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 the photos of the homeless, but for the homeless who have sold their passports and bank cards, it doesn't really matter whether they keep them or not.

Homeless people basically don't pay attention to whether this charity organization will be equipped with cameras.

Some charitable organizations even distribute robots.

What He Ao ignored just now is actually the charity distribution of this information.

It wasn't until Jiaxi distributed the bread to every homeless child, which triggered He Ao's memory about the charity organization, that he was reminded of these things.

Roy, the character of the third official copy, once had a wandering experience.

If Evolution chooses to use charitable organizations as a disguise, it can not only cover up its purpose well, but also allow homeless people to send information to their door obediently at a lower cost with some simple bread and water .

He Ao squatted down again, looked at the surprised old man, and asked slowly, "Old brother, are there many charitable organizations here?"

When He Ao arrived just now, there were homeless people eating bread, which proved that a charity organization had just come.

"More, come more,"

The old man came back to his senses, glanced at He Ao, and said hoarsely,
"There are more people coming than what they bring. Every time I come, Wu Ya pressures everyone to line up together, but usually after only a short period in the line, all the food is gone.

"So every time, everyone actually has to rush to line up. Those who grab the front will have a chance to get food. Those who can't grab it will only be hungry. Those so-called charitable organizations come here like a horse, and it's different every time. people with different names, come to take a picture, post something and leave.”

He Ao looked up and looked around, and removed the bread that Jiaxi had just distributed. 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 their names to be written?"

"Yes,"

The old man's mood seemed to calm down a lot. He took a bite of the bread, "The people in front of the queue have to write a dozen names each, and if they can't write it, they won't get food."

One person's quantity, but made a list of more than a dozen people.

It seems that the charity industry in San Jon City is very chaotic, but this kind of chaos is actually not conducive to the collection of information from evolution.

The requirement of evolution is to collect information from as many people as possible, and if only a small part of people's food is distributed, it will satisfy their information collection needs.

He Ao thought for a moment, then pondered, "Is there any charitable organization that brings a lot of money each time, basically can distribute it to all the homeless, and doesn't require everyone to fill in a lot of names?"

After this question was asked, the old man paused, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

Then he took a sip of water, swallowed the bread in his mouth, and shook his beard stained with water droplets up and down,
"The kind you mentioned, there is really one, but they give out very little each time, only a small piece of bread, and a small bottle of the cheapest water, but they do prepare the amount for everyone, regardless of the elderly Or children can receive food, and only need to sign their names."

As he spoke, he sighed, "But they rarely come here, basically only once every three or four months. Old brother, fortunately, you are asking me. If you ask some newcomers, you may not be able to answer your questions. this problem."

"Um,"

He Ao nodded slightly. When he was selecting candidates, he came to ask the question when he saw that this old man seemed to have a rich experience of wandering. Then he continued to ask, "Do you remember the name of this organization? ?”

The purpose of "distributing food" after a long period of time is to wait for enough new homeless people to appear, avoid repeated registration information, and reduce 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 seems to be an upside-down red love heart, which is quite special."

"Thank you,"

He Ao nodded slightly, stood up, looked around, and said slowly, "I heard that there seems to be a new leader in the Green Olive Street, and it is not as scary as before. If you can't survive here, You can find a way to go over there and have a look, at least there will be a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

"it is good,"

The old man nodded with a smile. He propped himself up like a withered hand on the ground, "I've heard of it, and I wanted to see it a long time ago, but I heard that it's a mess and there are many dead people. That being said, I’ll go over and have a look, if there’s nothing wrong with it, I still have some friends here, and I can take them all over.”

"be careful."

Ho nodded.

"it is good!"

The old man also nodded slowly.

He Ao bid farewell to him, turned and walked towards the off-road vehicle.

The old man watched He Ao and Jia Qian get into the car, and drove out of the street covered by the shadow of tall buildings, and seemed to be driving into another shadow.

The towering sun streaked across the sky, bringing brief brilliance to the street.

······
"Sleep for a while?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, He Ao glanced at Jia Qian in the back row.

Jia Qian opened her eyes, seemingly hesitant.

"Sleep, I'll call you when I arrive later."

Ho laughed.

Only then did Jiaxi curl up, lay on her side on the cushion in the back row and fell asleep.

At the same time, He Ao opened the bracelet.

Eve has already sent the names of charitable organizations whose logo is an upside-down heart to his bracelet.

The charity is called the Commonwealth Homeless Charitable Aid and Vocational Support Charitable Foundation.

This is a cross-city charitable organization with branches in many cities, accepting donations from all over the federation. Its official website introduces itself as, 'a charitable fund dedicated to helping the homeless and finding a new way out for the homeless. meeting. '.

The homepage of the organization has a large number of photos of the donation site, and there is also a special column for homeless letters, which has collected a large number of homeless words of thanks.

Eve collected some information about this charitable organization and found that this charitable organization is a well-known charitable organization in the Federation, and there are a large number of individuals and institutions donating to it.

Its published accounts show that the donations received can completely cover the cost of foundation operations and charity.

He Ao flipped through these materials,

In a sense, the Homeless Aid Foundation, with its long name, has indeed done a better job than many of its peers, which has also won it a lot of good reputation and attracted more charitable donations.

If it's really a disguise of Evolution, it can only be said that it's a bit... absurd.

But to verify whether this charitable organization has anything to do with the pollution monster or the origin of evolution is actually very simple.

He Ao turned to the location of the charitable organization found by Eve in San Jon City: No. 60, Jinwutong Street.

Jinwutong Street is located in Dongcheng, which is also the most prosperous area in San Jon City.

The city government and the San Jon headquarters building of the Kaijie Group are both in the East City.

Similarly, Dongcheng is also one of the safest districts in San Jon City.

If this charitable organization is really related to the Descendants of Evolution, then no matter how well they pretend, there is one thing that cannot be concealed.

That is the breath that the pollution monster stains the soul.

Theoretically speaking, this kind of breath can only be recognized by pollution monsters, and people who are contaminated with this breath will be more likely to be attacked by pollution monsters.

The Pollution Cleanup Department uses a special breath-masking spray to suppress these auras, preventing people who are contaminated with the aura from being discovered by the pollution monsters.

But this breath cannot be eliminated.

At least for the Pollution Cleanup Division.

But Super Memory's ability to spy on the soul allows He Ao to easily get in touch with the essence of this 'breath' - a 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 clearly 'see' who has this kind of 'breath'.

This means that he has the same 'recognition ability' as the pollution monster in a sense, and can easily identify who among the crowd has been in contact with the pollution monster with the help of super memory.

Moreover, this identification does not seem to be disturbed by the masking spray.

He Ao took out the breath spray that Isia gave him from his pocket, and sprayed it on himself.

Then briefly turned on the super memory and scanned his soul.

He could clearly feel that the 'breath' left on his soul by the contact with the pollution monster in the green olive block became dim for a short time, but it did not disappear.

From Chao Yi's perspective, those auras are still clearly visible.

And when using Super Memory in Green Olive Street before, He Ao also discovered that the core subordinates of the boss of the Scorpion Gang, who are suspected of raising pollution monsters, have far more pollution monster breath in their souls than those who just came into contact with pollution by chance. There are many monsters.

There are even more members of the Pollution Cleanup Division than Isia, who specializes in dealing with pollution monsters.

And people like the boss of the Poisonous Scorpion Gang who have merged with monsters, their souls are almost wrapped in the breath of polluted monsters.

Therefore, people who accidentally came into contact with pollution monsters due to misfortune can easily be distinguished from those who raise pollution monsters.

But He Ao's advantage now is that no one knows that he has this ability.

So whether the other party is really charitable, or wearing a charitable mask, you can find out if you go and see.

He woke up the car and set the destination to No. 60, Jinwutong Street.

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Pollution Cleanup Division Building

Ishia stood in front of the closed office door and took a deep breath.

This office was originally Nighthawk's office. After Nighthawk 'defected', it was temporarily vacant. Now, it is the temporary office of the chief executive 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 opened door, Isia saw the scene in the office.

This is a not-so-wide square office. Except for a three-dimensional city sand table and a few chairs in the center, there is almost no decoration, as if revealing some kind of simplicity like an ascetic.

At this moment, an old man with silver hair and a straight military uniform was standing in front of the sand table, with his back to Isia, watching the contents on the sand table.

Invisible power spread over this silent old man.

"Director?"

Ishia stared at the old man's back and asked softly.

The incident of her being attacked by a pollution monster yesterday has been reported.

She knew very well that her investigation of the Nighthawk case could no longer be covered up, so when she received a notice from the Director of the Pollution Cleanup Department in the morning, she knew that her final moment had arrived.

The chief will have the final say on whether to bless her unruly 'subordinate'.

The worst outcome would be that she would be dismissed from all duties because she crossed the border and completely lose the protection of the Pollution Cleanup Department. Then she would have to figure out a way to survive the attacks of those pollution monsters.

"coming?"

The old man in military uniform standing in front of the sand table turned around and looked at Isia.

"Um,"

Ishia 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, "Did you come here today?"

The old man glanced at Isia, he held a long baton in one hand, and picked up a cup of coffee on the edge of the sand table with the other, "I remember when I first visited your grandpa, you still Without this stick, people feel that time passes quickly when they are old."

He took a sip of coffee, then looked at the sand table in front of him.

This sand table is placed on a huge square table, which is almost a scaled-down version of San Jon City, with various streets and high-rise buildings intertwined.

At this moment, the sand table is densely filled with black flags, and only a small area in the northwest is slightly empty of flags.

"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 deep eyes, "Nighthawk is also a good boy."

Ishia stood beside the old man, staring at the sand table.

This was the first time she had seen such a sand table, and through these densely packed flags, she also realized for the first time what kind of situation the former Nighthawk was dealing with.

The frequency of pollution monsters appearing in San Jon City is much higher than that of other cities, and in the case of monsters appearing at such a high frequency, Nighthawk actually kept San Jon City for a short period of time. Dead 'peace'.

"I thought for a long time that when I retired, it would be the Nighthawks who would take my place."

The old man continued to take a sip of coffee, his eyes looked a little lonely, he seemed to remember something, and he let out a long sigh.

Then he glanced at the sand table full of black flags, and turned to look at Isia, "How about it, are you confident?"

"what?"

Isia was stunned for a moment, unable to 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, "Investigative reporters have three follow-up C-level talent sequences, and I have already sent someone to help you collect secret medicines and ritual formulas. During this time, you should take a good rest in the building and take a look at them. From the documents and work records left by Nighthawk before, let’s have a thorough understanding of the situation in San Jon City.”

At this moment, Isia finally came to her senses.

Before she was transferred to San Jon City, she was transferred in the name of the alternate person in charge of San Jon City.

"I······"

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the old man's voice.

"Work hard," the old man turned his gaze back to the sand table, "this city is more complicated than you imagine."

Then he waved his hand, "Go and take a good rest and find out the work situation. I used to like a saying when I was a mercenary. Train and prepare soldiers to live longer on the battlefield."

"Ah."

In the end, Ishia nodded slightly, left the office, and slowly closed the office door when 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 deep eyes.

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And Ishia, who was outside the office, took a look at the sunlight outside the corridor window, and let out a long sigh of relief.

It seems that the director's attitude is still more inclined to protect her, and this "promotion" seems to have affirmed her investigation of Nighthawk's behavior in disguise.

She turned and walked to her office, raised her bracelet, and was about to share the rare good news with the old gentleman.

The scorching sun outside the window descended behind the tall building. The moment the woman turned around, a long shadow spread on the ground, chasing her footsteps and covering her shadow.

-

No. 60, Jinwutong Street

He Ao looked out of the window following the line of sight of the off-road vehicle, and at the same time scanned the 'character card' interface in his field of vision.

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