Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

In her office, Roland looked at the missing persons report in her hand.

"Missing persons?"

"How dare you! What kind of bastard dares to cause trouble on my turf!"

The above shows that most of these missing people are children and women.

According to eyewitness testimonies, a group of people used despicable means, including but not limited to coercion, bribery, drugging, and fraud.

They lured people from the outskirts of the residential area away and then disappeared without a trace.

Relatives of missing persons sought help from the police, which drew attention to the matter, and the report ended up on Roland's desk.

This is not because Roland is indifferent to the residents outside the area, but because Roland's manpower is now insufficient to maintain order.

Being able to detect the anomaly so quickly is a testament to their hard work.

"Ms. Shu needs to increase the amount of water she irrigates, otherwise she really won't be able to manage so many people in the residential area."

Roland waved and looked at the nightingale.

"Bring the witness up."

……

Five minutes later, a cat-eared girl was brought up by Nightingale.

This cat-eared girl is 1.65 meters tall, with orange hair, ears, and a tail; it's clear her ancestry was an orange cat.

I just don't know if it will fog up when I breathe on it.

"Hello, Lady Roland, I am Cat Coco, the leader of the sixth delivery team and a member of the security team."

Roland nodded, then realized something was wrong.

"How come you're holding down two jobs at the same time?"

The nightingale answered for Coco the cat.

"We are short-staffed, and many of our security teams are comprised of delivery drivers."

"They are not only familiar with the surrounding environment, but also have excellent nutrition and physical fitness because they work for our group, making them fully capable of serving as sheriffs."

The nightingale thought for a moment, and for the sake of precision, added a sentence.

"At least for the migrant homeless, it is considered excellent."

Roland nodded, looked at Coco the cat, and showed her the report in her hand.

"Miss Cat Coco, a significant portion of this report is based on your eyewitness testimony."

"Could you tell me what you saw that night?"

The orange cat nodded eagerly.

……

Ten minutes later, the general situation was clear.

On the outskirts of the residential area, in what people call the "outer ring area," many human trafficking organizations, mainly composed of gangsters and thugs, have emerged.

This type of tissue is actually quite common, especially in winter.

Because the wave of unemployment will create many homeless people, and although most of these homeless people are weak, sick or disabled, they still have value.

Under normal circumstances, human traffickers and gangs don't even need to force people; many homeless people will willingly walk into their trap.

Girls with even a little bit of posing skills are sold to the pink industry.

Those with decent physical abilities will be trained to become thieves or pickpockets, becoming reserves for gangs.

Some who were nearing the end of their lives would be sent to the necromancer to eat their last meal before being beheaded.

……

However, the situation changed in Roland's hot water neighborhood.

People had a glimmer of hope for their lives, especially with relief work assignments, which made most of the homeless unwilling to cooperate with human traffickers.

After all, the substandard Krabby Patties and substandard burger crusts provided by Roland were indeed high-calorie foods.

As long as I can manage to grab a job for even one day, I can barely survive for the next two or three days.

Therefore, even if they were starving to death, no one would sell themselves to human traffickers.

This has severely impacted the business of human traffickers, who have recently been forced to resort to coercive measures.

……

The more Roland listened, the more her brows furrowed.

If someone voluntarily goes with human traffickers, she can't control them, nor can she manage them.

However, forcibly kidnapping or luring people is unacceptable, and some families have even sought help from the group's security team.

She looked at the nightingale and asked.

"Can you contact the gang leader and tell them to get out of my territory?"

The nightingale shook its head.

"Most of those who dare to provoke supernatural organizations are outlaws and don't have stable organizations."

"The kind of gangs you're talking about, Miss Roland, are all law-abiding and domineering within their own territories; they won't rashly extend their reach to other places."

Roland clicked her tongue.

The most troublesome kind of people are those who value money over their lives.

The tricky part is that there are just too many of these people.

Because winter came so early this year, people lost their jobs before they had saved enough money for the winter, triggering a chain reaction.

People live frugally and don't consume, which reduces factory owners' profits, leading to further layoffs, and the cycle repeats itself.

Even someone as naive as Roland could guess that a significant number of people had joined the black market.

At this moment, Coco the cat raised her hand, signaling the two of them to look over.

She hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I think this year's human traffickers are different from those in previous years; they're not the kind of desperate criminals that Lady Nightingale described, meow."

Why do you think that?

"Because I heard from homeless people that most of the missing people are children and girls, and they are all in relatively good health, meow."

"This looks a bit like a sacrificial ceremony from my hometown, meow."

Roland tilted her head and looked at Coco the cat.

"Where are you from?"

"My hometown is in the southern desert, where priests like to sacrifice children and young girls."

Are you from out of town in the south? No wonder you have such a heavy accent.

Roland nodded to indicate that she understood, then her eyes showed a serious expression.

If it were just ordinary human traffickers, it would be easier to just behead a group of people and then arrest another group to do hard labor, which would be enough to stop them.

What I fear most is being associated with supernatural powers or cults.

Especially cultists, those dim-witted bastards, are obsessed with their Abyss Father and fantasize about reopening the gates of the Abyss.

If you're going to cause trouble, don't do it on her turf. It took her a lot of effort to get this place together.

Roland made a decision immediately, turning to command the Nightingale.

"Nightingale, go and prepare a set of clothes to avoid attracting attention. We're going to the outer ring area to see what's going on."

"Okay, Miss Roland, please wait a moment."

Nightingale immediately agreed, turned and went into the dressing room, pondering Roland's disguise plan.

This is indeed a difficult problem, because Roland's current aura is too dazzling, making it inconvenient for her to pretend to be a poor person.

At that moment, her gaze swept over the orange cat girl, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

……

Ten minutes later, Roland looked at the clothes Nightingale had brought out, her face full of questions.

"Why did you give me a deliveryman's uniform?"

In front of her was a set of standard work clothes from Crab Delivery.

The work clothes are mainly yellow, consisting of jackets and overalls, as well as waterproof hooded capes in yellow and black, and high-top boots.

These work clothes are warm, waterproof, and durable, and have been well received by the employees.

However, it's too obvious as a disguise.

The nightingale, however, held a different view.

"Miss Roland, our company's delivery drivers are indeed the best disguise."

"First of all, it is really too difficult for you to play the role of an ordinary person. Your temperament, figure, and even the way you walk are more like those of a noblewoman."

"Secondly, it's not surprising to see Crab Delivery drivers anywhere; people in the surrounding areas are already used to our employees' efficiency."

"Even in forests inhabited by monsters, our delivery drivers might appear, and mercenaries often buy Krabby Patties from them."

"Laurence sighed."

"I never imagined our company's food delivery service had developed to this extent. Nightingale, your idea is excellent."

Roland praised the clothes and accepted the garment from Nightingale.

Nightingale handed over another ring.

"Miss Roland, this is also part of the outfit."

"What is this?"

"This is a transformation ring developed by Pink Harbor, which can give you fox ears and a tail, turning you into a fox-eared beast girl."

Roland: "???"