"Miss, you want to force the thief to reveal himself?" Claudia was somewhat skeptical and didn't quite understand Perfikot's decision, as a thief was unlikely to disclose himself for such a reason.
"Utilize the city's underworld and ordinary people. After all, no matter how well he hides his identity, as a thief, he needs to fence the stolen goods. We might find him through this line." Perfikot picked up her Golden Touching Rod, ready to check for any damage: "After all, snakes have their paths and rats have their trails; these people generally have more information than official channels.
Moreover, I'm interested in the unofficial Extraordinary colonists in the New Continent. Perhaps they can be of use to me."
As she spoke, Perfikot inspected the Golden Touching Rod in her hand. Seeing no issues, she intended to put it away, but then she smelled a scent of perfume.
