Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 669 Mixed Information
Lin Yilin and Zheng Fan took some time to have lunch.

"The food in the Central District isn't much better than in the Gray District." Lin Yilin chose a chain restaurant that looked quite upscale, but the taste was mediocre. Zheng Fan also took advantage of Lin Yilin's body to try a little bit. Although he wasn't that picky about food, anyone could judge whether something tasted good or not.

"It feels like pre-made food." Lin Yilin had no objection; she was simply stating the facts.

"It is indeed a pre-made dish, but the ingredients are fine. There are differences between pre-made dishes as well," Zheng Fan said after reading the dish information.

“I don’t care about these things.” Lin Yilin blinked. “Just like I don’t observe the surrounding scene in detail all the time. There are some things that I don’t need to know everything about.”

“Binary Sister, you’re quite open-minded. Most smart people would love to cram every piece of information they can get their hands on into their brains,” Zheng Fan laughed. “As the saying goes, many smart people suffer from paranoia.”

"I can't agree with that. Someone who can't even have a general idea of ​​whether their own situation is safe and keeps wasting their energy is probably just using their intelligence in the wrong place." Lin Yilin finished her meal and gently wiped her mouth with a tissue.

"It has to be you again." Zheng Fan tilted his head and smiled at Lin Yilin.

Lin Yilin returned a smile, then turned back to her indifferent expression and got up to pay the bill.

On her way out of the restaurant, she took out her phone and glanced at it. It was a message from Du Lian of the End Society. Although Du Lian had been placed under control for assisting the authorities at the scene last night, he was still a member of the End Society and was only restricted in his movements, staying in the End Society's research institute.

Lin Yilin contacted him through the Bureau's channels, but she had other methods.

Du Lian: [The matter you asked about is indeed unbelievable, but after carefully reviewing the Society's database, I actually found some information. Just finding this information requires bypassing some censorship. Fortunately, given the current situation, our Society as a whole hasn't had too much trouble, but ultimately, the lower-level societies don't have access, even our top-level authority is useless. It's an archive group called 'Gray Scale'.]

Grayscale?

Lin Yilin thought for a moment: "Thank you. Knowing that this thing exists is very helpful."

After encountering a blind dog-man in the police station cell who used mind mapping, and confirming through Zheng Fan that mind mapping was not a unique ability of the other party, but rather a method used by the Lamplighter, she set her sights on this direction.

Whether it's the special body of that "pulse" or the eyeless dog-man covered by a mental image, they have in common the combination of black and white power.

Whether it's a combination of power or a combination of nature and technique, the repeated appearance of such phenomena can already be seen as a signal.

[And the photos you provided of the eyeless dog-man are from the Prism Unit.] Dulian sent another intelligence report.

Lin Yilin was not surprised by this, after all, the police station was located behind a Prism Force outpost, and a master who suddenly appeared in the police station could not be separated from the Prism Force no matter how you looked at it.

As for the other woman's photo, no relevant information could be found. If she's not from the gray world, and you're certain she comes from some central power, then either she has absolutely no connection to the Society, or she's being hidden by some extremely high-ranking member of the Society.

Lin Yilin frowned slightly. She also asked Du Lian and the people behind him to help investigate the "pulse" of the body that Zheng Fan had pointed out had problems. However, the information Du Lian could provide was somewhat vague.

At this moment, another message came: this time it wasn't from the End-of-Line Learning Association, but from Yi Yun, who had just been pulled out of control by Luo Ye.

Luo Ye had already taken him to a safe location. The reason for rescuing him first was that, as the president of the central bank, his network of connections and intelligence was deeply rooted in the central interest groups, which was precisely what Lin Yilin currently lacked.

And this man is indeed someone who cannot afford to make a mistake. He is Luo Ye and Zheng Fan's best gold miner. Without him, who will mine the gold world for these two big spenders? Each generation of the Gold Clan only has one person guarding the gates of the Gold World, and the control is only changed when a generation of miners dies. This is also to preserve the clan's greatest foundation in a world surrounded by wolves and tigers.

Often, it's not even passed down to one's own relatives; anyone trustworthy can serve as the vessel for the Golden World. No blood ties are needed; the Golden World itself is the greatest and strongest bond.

Therefore, this clan did not form a large family, nor did it have a stable surname; it only had the title of "Golden." While it may seem loose and easily disintegrated, this is not the case.

The gold content of the gold miners is beyond doubt. Outsiders, even if they covet it to the extreme, dare not make a move, while their own people, possessing what literally means "gold mountains," are even more focused on it. Before Zheng Fan arrived, this was the group that took the truth of "money is power" to its extreme.

In short, this person is very "precious." That's the literal meaning.

Lin Yilin had previously asked him to use his network of connections within the central interest groups to help Du Lian gather intelligence. For example, to find out the financial backers and factions behind some members of the Prism unit.

It seemed that results had already been achieved by the end of the morning.

The detailed list was sent to Lin Yilin's phone, and she quickly browsed through it.

The most important one is the captain of the Prism team—Jian Banxian.

The earliest information about this person was actually unclear. When Lin Yilin saw this, she subconsciously felt it was absurd: how could someone with an unknown background become the captain of the Central Private Army?
However, for the central group, which was in an effort to resist Eliadodice's increasingly excessive overreach of power, such indiscriminate behavior seemed to be normal.

This person did attend Leonardo University, joined the End Society, and later joined a powerful interest group, becoming a guest of the Modish family.

Led by the Modish family, several powerful central forces jointly established a secret laboratory, with the Golden Family also investing in it—the Golden Family is rarely absent from most central projects, which is one of their ways of protecting themselves—however, they were only forced to lend money and did not have the authority to learn more.

Lin Yilin glanced at the list again before turning off her phone.

"So, do you have a direction now?"

"We have a direction, but the other side is too cautious. The end-point academy ran into the access to the mysterious files, and although the bank has some clues, they can't give us specific addresses or locations. Even if we find some clues, they are cut off by the other side with foresight... As expected, the central government is not so simple."

“After all, it’s a ‘secret.’ If they wanted to avoid a pair of sharp eyes, they wouldn’t have been able to keep up with this level of caution, and we might not have even found out before this happened,” Zheng Fan said casually.

"I don't have the ability to conduct ceremonies at the central level either."

"Then let's ask Fan Zhonghong." Zheng Fan immediately thought of someone who could do it. "You can't do it, but he should be able to. In terms of ritual skills, there aren't many people in the entire capital who can compare to him, right?"

Lin Yilin's slightly furrowed brows immediately relaxed: "You're right, Mr. Illusion. Now many people are on my side, I'm not alone anymore."

What I hold in my hands is no longer a tool that needs to be bound... but my former friends.

(End of this chapter)