"All right, the interview is over!"
Lin Chichi stopped the recording on her phone, clapped her hands, and glanced at the Thieves still lying on the ground. "Get lost."
The Thieves lying on the ground looked at one another, then climbed to their feet. Facing Lin Chichi, they backed away for more than ten meters before turning and running off.
"Nothing useful."
Only after watching those people disappear from view did Lin Chichi lower her head and turn off her phone.
What the Thieves had just described about the 'K' Faith was not much different from what she had read in the reports.
There were rudimentary sprouts of the 'K' Faith here. Tales of 'God K' circulated among the people, and people occasionally talked about 'K' in conversation.
But no concentrated sect had formed, nor had anyone established an organization or church in K's name—at least, not to these Thieves' knowledge.
They had not received any K-related flyers like the ones those False Believers had handed out yesterday, either.
Of course, that alone could not prove that no organization centered around the K Faith existed here.
But judging from the current situation, even if such an organization existed, its reach should not have been extensive.
"We still need more sources of information."
The girl sighed, put away her phone, and looked at the vehicles passing around her, seemingly preparing to hail a taxi.
A taxi at the end of the street noticed her movement and slowly started up.
But in the end, the girl did not wave down a taxi. Instead, she took out her phone and booked a ride through a ride-hailing app.
The driver in the taxi silently watched this unfold, then turned off the engine.
Ride-hailing was not very widespread in Fickley. It was quite a while