"Bastard!"
Reyna threw the notebook in her hand at Lager's face.
She was furious, truly furious.
After she sent people to patrol the streets twenty-four hours a day, the Zealous Thief's appearances had indeed decreased.
That guy had some kind of precognitive ability, always finding opportunities to steal.
But as long as Reyna didn't give him a chance, his precognitive ability would be useless, no matter how strong it was.
That's what Reyna had thought.
But who knew...
Whenever Lager was on duty, the Zealous Thief would definitely act.
Wherever Lager was on duty, the Zealous Thief would definitely commit a crime.
Reyna even suspected the old man was an inside man.
But after Reyna interrogated him with Seducer's Whisper and forcibly checked his memories with her psychic powers, she confirmed it.
Lager had absolutely no connection to the Zealous Thief.
He was simply slacking off. Many times, when he should have been patrolling, he would secretly sneak into a bar to drink.
Even if he wasn't in a bar, he would carry a bottle of alcohol and drink while patrolling.
And whenever there was any unusual sound, he would hide far away.
He would never approach any potentially dangerous place.
Several times, he even saw the glow of the Zealous Thief's plasma cutter.
But the old man actually chose to turn and run.
He didn't even dare to call for help, fearing retaliation.
No wonder the Zealous Thief chose to act when Lager was patrolling.
With Lager's patrolling style, the Zealous Thief's precognitive ability wouldn't even define him as a threat.
Looking at Lager's patrol experiences during this period in his memories,
Reyna felt her blood rush, and she couldn't help but pinch her philtrum hard.
She suspected that if she continued the interrogation, she might become an uncontrolled psyker.
"Get out! Get out of my sight!"
Reyna said through gritted teeth:
"Everyone's losses will be deducted from your salary!!!"
"No, please, Cult Leader, old Lager will starve to death!" Lager wailed.
"You don't need to patrol anymore! Get out and do hard labor!!!"
Reyna's veins bulged on her face, and the finger she pointed at Lager trembled uncontrollably:
"Die? Even if you die, I'll spend a fortune to turn you into a servitor!"
Just as Reyna was cursing, the door to the room opened.
Alexander poked his head in from outside the door and looked at Reyna: "Are you done scolding? If you are, I have something to talk to you about."
With that, Alexander waved a letter in his hand.
When Lager saw Alexander, it was as if he had suddenly seen the Emperor descend.
He immediately rushed to Alexander, snot and tears streaming down his face.
"Alexander, good brother, you must save me!"
"The Cult Leader, she's sending me to do hard labor, and my body can't handle it—"
Before Lager could finish speaking, Alexander kicked him out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Watching Lager finally leave,
Reyna's expression relaxed slightly.
She fiercely pinched her philtrum, softly reciting the Holy Word Records to calm herself down.
Alexander noticed the navigation log on her desk.
"Have you found anything?" Alexander asked, sitting opposite her.
Reyna rubbed her temples.
Hearing Alexander mention the navigation log, her mood seemed to improve slightly.
She opened the navigation log and pointed to the strings of data and text on it, saying:
"Look here, this is where the colony ship landed at the time."
"The colony ship made a near-crash landing on Ashford, and most of the hull was damaged. The crew dismantled the colony ship to establish their initial outpost."
"The Warp Engine was left in its original location and was buried underground as the city developed."
"That is, in the current location of the Bottom Nest of Verdia city, but unfortunately, the exact location is still unclear."
There really is one.
Alexander looked at the data and records in the navigation log, and couldn't help but rub his chin.
There really was an entire Warp Engine left deep within the Bottom Nest of the hive city.
Perhaps it really is time to go to the Bottom Nest.
Not just to find the Warp Engine and earn a reward from Reyna,
But also Augustus' commission to investigate the status of the Hellworm in the Bottom Nest.
Alexander himself was also very curious about the genestealer.
He knew that the Tyranid Leviathan hive Fleet would descend, but he didn't know the exact time of its arrival.
Alexander currently only had 3.35 million in savings, still some distance from the anywhere door.
While he was rushing to make money, he also had to figure out how much time he had left.
If it was really too late, he would have to make a Plan B.
As for the risks...
Well, with the items he currently had, a trip to the Bottom Nest was still feasible.
And the brothers Mont and Marquite seemed to have a certain status in the Bottom Nest, so he could try to contact them.
"By the way, didn't you say you had something to talk to me about?" Reyna looked up at Alexander and asked.
"Yes, look at this."
Alexander handed the letter in his hand to Reyna, completely disregarding the words "Please do not disclose the contents of this letter to others" written on it.
Reyna looked at the letter.
"Written by the Zealous Thief? It's even in high gothic?!"
Reyna's tone was somewhat surprised.
Let alone in the Lower Nest,
Even in the Upper hive, apart from families like hers with a strong Adeptus Ministorum faith, not many people knew high gothic.
"Orleans, is this the Zealous Thief's self-proclaimed name?"
After seeing the signature, Reyna couldn't help but scoff:
"Sounds appetizing."
She carefully read the letter once.
She wasn't very proficient in high gothic and could only read it haltingly.
"He wants to meet you? At the junkyard next to District Thirteen?"
Reyna couldn't help but be slightly surprised:
"You need to be careful. The District Thirteen junkyard is very close to the Bottom Nest entrance. There might be some dangers there."
"That's why I came to you," Alexander said with a shrug.
"Ah?" Reyna was stunned: "Didn't you come to me for a translation because you couldn't understand it?"
"I have a slight understanding of high gothic," Alexander said without batting an eye.
Out and about, your status is what you make it.
He completely ignored the gaze of Sanguinius in the corner of his eye.
"Impressive," Reyna couldn't help but praise: "What exactly is your background? You're not some noble lord who came down to play, are you?"
"You have so many strange technological creations, and you even know high-ranking PDF officials."
That's not a high-ranking PDF official, that's the governor.
Alexander thought to himself.
Reyna still thought Augustus was just a high-ranking PDF official.
"I'm just an ordinary, common Lower Nest scavenger,"
Alexander said sincerely:
"I want to borrow some people from you."
"Borrow people?" Reyna thought for a moment: "The Zealous Thief's precognitive ability is stronger than mine. Are you sure bringing people will help you catch him?"
"We should be able to try... His predictions for things I'm involved in shouldn't be that accurate," Alexander said, stroking his chin.
Reyna's gaze towards Alexander became increasingly strange.
"How many people do you need?" she asked.
"Start with a small number, about two hundred, all equipped with Agrippina Mark III autoguns."
"How many???"