Valuable intelligence often only appears after dark. They are like isolated islands on the sea. If you don't stay alert, you will miss them in the fog.

Xia Wulei chose to conduct the investigation at night, and the three of them first went to the workshop to buy parts.

Fontaine is a very strange country, where guns are banned and ordinary people are not allowed to own guns, but the production and circulation of gun parts are not prohibited.

In other words, some parts are universal and used in daily life, but they also happen to be one of the materials for making firearms.

In short, in Fontaine, the private production of firearms is an objective fact and a consensus among the public.

They first went to Leshu's clockwork workshop and found the owner, Liver.

Lief was a well-dressed middle-aged man. When he saw the three people, he immediately greeted them warmly: "Welcome to Laishu's clockwork workshop. What do you need?"

"I want to know if anyone has come to buy some special parts recently." Xia Wulei asked.

A large proportion of gunpowder parts are quite special. These parts cannot be purchased directly and need to be customized.

If you understand the structure of a gun, you can even draw a blueprint and ask the workshop to customize it.

If the people in the workshop happen to be unaware of the structure of the gun, then the job will be done without anyone noticing.

Liv immediately thought about it carefully, his face full of confusion: "Special parts...what do you mean?"

"It's not the kind used on clockwork toys, but on firearms." Xia Vole went straight to the point. Liv was still trustworthy, and saying it directly would not alert the enemy.

Hearing Xiawolei's words, Liv immediately became nervous: "This... Look at what you said, we won't sell that kind of..."

Having said that, even the most obtuse person should be able to guess Xia Volei's identity. Having the police come to your door is not a good thing for a civilian.

Seeing him like this, Xia Wolei immediately comforted him, "I'm not looking for trouble with you. I'm simply investigating the case. I hope you can cooperate."

"To be honest, I don't know what parts can be used on the gun..." Liver expressed his embarrassment, which is actually the embarrassment of most people.

After all, guns are dangerous goods, and as a parts processor, it is very easy for others to take advantage of you if you don't know the specific use of the parts.

Seeing that he couldn't tell, Xia Wulei changed the question: "Is there anyone who buys parts in his own name?"

"There are quite a few people buying toys, but those who purchase parts are all old customers who come here in the name of the company." Lever thought about it carefully and shook his head.

A trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed across Xiawolei's eyes, but she did not show it. Instead, she nodded: "Oh, I see. Thank you for your cooperation."

"This is what a small shop should do." Lev bowed slightly to her.

The three of them left and headed to the Beaumont workshop next door.

The boss, Estelai, is an old acquaintance of Ying and Paimon.

And Xiawolei was also very familiar with her.

Seeing Xiawolei coming, Estelai spoke first: "Hmm? Isn't this Xiawolei? Has the oil for maintaining the gun run out again?"

Xiawolei did not answer the question, but said in a businesslike manner: "Ms. Estelai, I would like to know if anyone has ordered gun parts from you recently."

"Oh! Are you investigating a case? Let me think..." How smart was Istelle? She immediately understood the whole story and cooperated very well. "It seems that there really is no one. Although some people asked me to make gun props for the Thousand Spirits Shadow Festival recently, I refused."

"Huh? Why is that?" Paimon was very confused. She could understand not helping to make guns, but wasn't it a bit extreme to avoid even the props?

Estelai shrugged and said matter-of-factly, "It's not profitable! My machines are all prepared for the real thing. I don't have the energy to make a new mold just for a festival."

This is true. The cost of making the mold itself is not low. In addition, her product is made of metal. A prop can be used for a very long time, which can basically be regarded as a one-time deal.

After the Thousand Spirits Shadow Festival was created, she would no longer have to count on any new business in the future, and the few props sold were not enough to make a profit, so she simply decided not to make such a thing.

Xia Volei ignored all this and asked, "Has anyone ever asked you for any parts?"

"This... I usually sell all the scrap copper and iron to Gray River. I won't sell them to others separately." Istelle has a cooperative relationship with the Thorn Rose Society. The Thorn Rose Society will help her deal with some waste materials and can also help the people of Gray River obtain some precious raw materials and parts.

It can be said to be a win-win situation. In this case, even if Estelai's parts are leaked, it is unlikely to be her fault.

Xiawolei sighed slightly: "I understand, thank you for your cooperation."

"You're welcome. I just need the Gunners to patronize my business more." After all, he is a boss with a certain official background, so he speaks in a firm tone.

The three of them left the Beaumont workshop and stood under a street light.

Paimon scratched his head, trying to analyze the information he had just received, but in fact, they had not received any useful information: "It seems that there is no information worth pursuing."

"Not yet. Let's go to Huihe next." Xia Wole already had a new direction.

Yes, Gray River. It's not that I doubt the Thorn Rose Society, but Gray River is a place where all kinds of people mix together. Even with the Thorn Rose Society's help in management, it is still an illegal place where all kinds of lawless people gather.

Poverty, crime, darkness...

In Fontaine, any negative word can be associated with the Grey River because it has been like this since the time of Egolia.

Navia also thought about changing the current situation of Gray River, but she was young after all, and time was short. It would take long-term efforts to achieve results.

Hearing that Xiawolei was going to Gray River, Little Paimon was a little surprised: "Eh? Is it okay? If the captain of the special patrol team shows up in a place like that, he won't be welcomed, right?"

"Oh, is that so? So you didn't know." Xia Wole was stunned for a moment, then she was relieved.

Paimon tilted his head: "Know what?"

"I grew up in Gray River." Xia Wulei spoke frankly about her past.

In Fontaine, many people who hold important positions came from the lower classes, such as Clorinde and Chavoret.

Their rise did not rely on any power, but was entirely due to their own efforts and strength.

Because of this, when people like this are mentioned in Mo Mang Palace, everyone gives them a thumbs up. They really deserve recognition.

The three of them arrived at the Gray River as if they were familiar with the place and found a woman named Emilade.

Xia Wo Lei spoke directly without any hesitation: "Hello, I want to ask something."

"I know nothing." In Huihe, information is not only valuable, it is also valuable. The more mixed the crowd is, the more careful you have to be. Talking too much may result in your death. This is the way to survive.

Emilyde was very uncooperative. On the one hand, it was because of this reason. Another reason was that Xiawolei's attire, the special patrol uniform, represented the will of the Upper City, a violent organization, and left a bad impression on the people of Gray River.

Xiawolei knew exactly why this happened, so she was very patient: "Don't be nervous, I don't want to arrest anyone."

Emily turned her head away in resistance: "That's what I said at the beginning."

Obviously, the people of Gray River still hold hostility towards the people above. Even though Navia has tried very hard to become a bridge of communication, the barriers of hundreds or thousands of years are not so easy to eliminate.

The thick ceiling separating the upper and lower floors is like a sand barrier between the desert and the rainforest, separating the macro distance and the gap in the heart.

Xiawolei was not angry. She took out a purse and placed it in front of the woman: "It's real. I use this to assure you."

Mora is the best lubricant for communication between people. No matter what happens, it is very easy to give someone a chance to speak for Mora's sake.

In this continent of Teyvat, Mora has much more face than Morax.

Little Paimon was shocked: "Am I seeing this right? The captain of the special patrol team is bribing the people!"

"If you don't mention it, it didn't happen. Besides, this is called bribery!" Ying was very flexible. "The law prohibits accepting bribes, but it only prohibits officials from bribing their superiors. It's not illegal to bribe their subordinates either."

Yes, there is no country's law that prohibits officials from bribing the public, and what Xiawolei did cannot be considered bribery in the strict sense.

For Mora’s sake, Emilred really changed his expression: “It seems that you are not an ordinary guard.

What do you want to know?

Xia Wulei crossed her arms and said, "Has there been any incidents involving guns in Gray River recently? Any big or small incidents are fine."

"A gun... I only know that since two weeks ago, there have been several loud noises at night, which woke me up from my dreams." Emilyred immediately remembered this thing that made her very annoyed.

Xiawolei was very alert and immediately realized the problem: "Gunshot?"

"Probably. It doesn't make much difference here." Emilred didn't insist. "Someone's roof fell off, or a pipe suddenly exploded... In short, they all made a loud noise. But the times I mentioned were all heard after I fell asleep."

This is also due to the environment of Gray River. After all, it is a sealed space. Sounds here will cause huge echoes, and cannot spread far like in the open-air Upper City area.

This results in that if there is a big noise in the Huihe River, basically everyone will know about it, and it is hard not to know about it.

Xia Wo Lei couldn't help but take a step forward: "Do you know the exact location?"

"Ah... I can't remember..." Emily's eyes flickered and he held his forehead with one hand.

Obviously, Mora's face has been used up, and the next thing he needs is the next Mora to give him some face.

Xia Wulei's eyes became much colder: "Can't you remember, or do you want to think about it again?"

"What do you think?" Emilred raised a sly smile, and his expression looked as if giving money was written all over his face.

Xia Wole reached into her pocket again and said, "Please think about it again."

"She's delivering Mora again!" Paimon could hardly bear it anymore. She felt that this way of inquiring about things was too depressing.

Ying looked at Emily Redd with a cunning look on his face and suddenly closed his eyes: "Maybe it's just gummy bears."

Taking the candy from Xiawolei, Emily Rede spoke decisively, "It's the end of the waterway in the south. I once went out to see it when I was sleeping lightly. But I didn't dare to go near it.

That's all I know. "

Mora was indeed very influential, and he was able to obtain all the information at once.

"Okay, I believe you." Xia Wole was not vague and nodded directly to express her trust.

Emily Red smiled happily: "Thank you for the gummy bears."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Looking at her departing back, little Paimeng felt a headache. She really rarely felt so depressed.

After all, I have little experience in negotiations and this is the first time I have seen something like this.

Xia Wo Lei didn't care at all: "Nothing to be surprised about. I said I grew up here, and I know all these methods."

Ying looked at Xiawolei seriously: "I want gummy bears, too."

"What a pity, I just distributed them." There was no regret in Xiawolei's eyes. "I did bring other sinful foods, such as French fries, fried chicken, onion rings..."

As she spoke, she took these things out of the Eye of God, picked up a piece of fried chicken and threw it into her mouth: "But it is my duty to eliminate evil, so you don't have to do anything."

Watching Xia Wole finish the delicious chicken nuggets in her hand bite by bite, Ying and Paimon felt their stomachs start to growl.

The two looked at each other and decided it was time for a midnight snack.

So Ying took out the Dongtian Pass and started calling: "Noel Noel, I got it, please reply."

"Noelle got it, please go ahead." The maid's voice came from the cave gate with a hint of smile. She sounded in a good mood.

Little Paimon quickly said, "Fried chicken, Noelle, I want to eat fried chicken! The same one that Alice made last time!"

"Um... well, let me see, it seems that there is indeed some preparation for today, but it's cold." Noelle opened the refrigerator and found the fried chicken that had already cooled down.

This made little Paimon a little depressed, she really wanted to eat fried chicken.

Then, Noelle's voice rang out again: "Speaking of which, Miss Saphir and Miss Funina are having dinner. If you want to eat, you can come and join them."

"!" Ying and Xiao Paimeng became alert and looked at Xia Wole opposite them.

To their surprise, Xia Wole didn't show any special expression on her face: "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I will be stressed by this name?

Clorinde has told me all about it, and I know it."

"So you knew...that's good." Little Paimon breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Wolei became interested in the Dongtian Pass: "Is this the thing that can communicate and transmit over long distances?"

"It's a Dongtian Guandie." Ying took out a new one and handed it over. "If you are interested, just engrave your name on it and enter the Chen Ge Pot. Clorin, Navia, and Funina all have this."

Xia Wolei took the cave heaven pass and put it away without any hesitation: "It would be disrespectful for me to refuse it.

Next, should we investigate first, or wait until you have a midnight snack?"

"Let's investigate first. Business is more important. It's okay to talk about it after supper." With this interruption, Ying's gluttony was suppressed and she didn't want to eat that much.