CHAPTER 595: CHAPTER 531: TRUST THE PROFESSIONALS

So is Mr. Bell in trouble too? Were we almost caught?

After listening to Leon’s words, Alger couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine, with a vague sense of being cornered.

The abnormal objects of the cleaners are powerful, but not all cleaners possess the ability to single-handedly defeat a thousand foes. Most cleaners’ beings remain human, and they bleed and get injured just the same.

Cleaners like me, who lack group attack capabilities, once surrounded by a well-organized army and subjected to hot weapon collective fire or even powerful artillery bombardment, might hold out a little longer, but in the end, death would be inevitable.

In terms of hot weapon skills, if the Crolock Kingdom claims second place, no one in the world dares to claim first. My abilities, which lean more towards "support," really struggle in this country...

"Mr. Leon."

Looking at the fiery hot 3rd administrative district in the distance, Alger hesitantly asked:

"What should we do next? Should we continue the investigation in the 1st district?"

Upon hearing this, Leon glanced at him and shook his head, saying:

"No need, we’ve learned almost everything we need to investigate."

"Huh?"

"For us, there are only two pieces of crucial information in the 1st district."

Leon raised a finger and said:

"The first important piece of information is the exact location of Atifei-01.

Although we haven’t entered the core area, I roamed around the outskirts and memorized the soul waves of about 50 people, making it much easier to find the 1st district in the future.

And by locking onto the location of the 1st Research District, we’ve essentially locked onto the general position of Atifei-01. Our goal is to destroy it, not take it, so knowing the general location is already sufficient.

As for the second piece of information, it’s confirming who our enemy is.

Although Mr. Bell probably has issues, to gain our trust, the information he provided might not be false. The central "component" of Atifei-01 is most likely the brain of the former Princess Feiliya.

If that’s the case, we can almost confirm that it was indeed Prince Andre who slaughtered the royal family; he’s the only one capable of ambushing Nicole and Director Andre. We can set our target on him."

"But there’s still a lot of other things we haven’t figured out?"

Alger asked somewhat confusedly:

"Like the truth behind those events, why King Fein needed Atifei-01 so much, even at the cost of sacrificing his daughter, and why Prince Andre wanted to massacre the royal family, things like that..."

"The truth behind these matters is also important, but not worth risking our lives to find out."

After interrupting Alger’s words, Leon said calmly:

"If our strength were greater, without having to overly consider our own safety, then we could investigate more, looking into whether there were any hidden troubles or undisclosed causes.

But with our current situation, reaching this point is already enough. Once we know the location of Atifei-01 and confirm who’s against us, dealing with what’s next becomes much easier."

Much easier... So how is it easier exactly? Why can’t I understand?

"Simply put, once the situation is confirmed, we can start dealing with Prince Andre."

Having noticed Alger’s confusion, Leon explained:

"I’ve met with that Prince Andre and observed his situation. He should be just an ordinary person, so for us, the real trouble isn’t his strength but his identity.

As the third prince of the Crolock Kingdom and the last ’survivor’ of the entire Crolock royal family, his power in this kingdom is immense, capable of mobilizing nearly all the kingdom’s resources.

He can even command the army, directly block or even bombard an entire district, and with the various detection methods provided by Atifei-01, we can’t get close to him, not even see him, before being hunted down and directly killed."

"Yeah..."

Alger couldn’t help but sigh upon hearing this, then said with a troubled face:

"I never thought that ordinary people’s things could be so troublesome. The soldiers searching the 3rd administrative district just tossed out a palm-sized gadget, and in two seconds, it shook a building into collapse.

And those bizarre capture nets that, sticking two iron plates underground, can be directly lifted, held by hand, and pushed forward. They seem harmless, yet the trees swept by them immediately carbonized and shattered. This is really..."

"Don’t worry, we don’t have to deal with these things."

Glancing at the search progress over in the 3rd administrative district, Leon explained:

"In any case, the real trouble is the power his identity represents. If we can somehow neutralize his power, dealing with him becomes much easier."

Alger asked puzzledly:

"But he is a prince, and he controls the entire Crolock Kingdom’s army. How can we make him lose his power?"

"Relax, this I know well."

Leon, the chief of the rebels and a master of coups, chuckled:

"If the Crolock Kingdom were bigger, it might be more difficult, but the area of the entire Crolock Kingdom is just this big, with not many people; it’s quite easy to handle. Probably two to three days would be enough."

Huh? Overthrow the Crolock Kingdom in three days?

After Leon’s words, Alger’s mind buzzed in chaos, wondering whether he was dreaming or Leon was talking in his sleep.

Setting other matters aside, although the Crolock Kingdom is small, it’s still a complete nation. To bring down the prince of this country in three days, how could that possibly be doable?

"Alger senior, the soldiers over there have started expanding their search range. If we don’t leave soon, we might be discovered."

Seeing through Alger’s doubts, Leon didn’t explain immediately. Instead, he turned and left the rooftop, then beckoned:

"Let’s go, let’s find a safe place to rest first, then get something to eat. I’ll slowly explain how we can topple Prince Andre within three days along the way."

"Alright..."

Still feeling it unreliable, but given that Leon was quite confident and having no better solutions himself, Alger took another glance at the distant 3rd administrative district and then turned around to follow hesitantly.

Not long after they left, it seemed that the soldiers in the 3rd administrative district received some orders, leaving a small contingent to continue the thorough search, while the remaining soldiers quickly split into a dozen teams and began scrutinizing all high-rise buildings overlooking the 3rd district.

However, when a team of soldiers reached the rooftop, Leon and Alger had long left the high-rise, vanished into the crowd using borrowed identification cards from passersby.