After Purple Phoenix left, Qin Yang immediately turned to look at Blood Phoenix.
"I want to see every piece of information related to her. Even if it is merely something she took part in, I want to see it. Is that possible?"
After speaking, Qin Yang thought for a moment and added with emphasis.
"Especially information that isn't in the archives!"
Within the Patrol Envoy Base, the archives appeared to record everything. Logs were kept every day, and every detail was meticulously documented.
But Qin Yang knew that some things would never be recorded and stored in the archives. Things only a tiny handful of people could know might not have any records at all.
For example, how that formation master with the Luan suffix in his codename had died, or how Red Phoenix had died—none of that would be recorded. No matter how high one's clearance was for the intelligence that could be documented, what they saw would still be processed information.
The more stringent and meticulous the standards, the more cautious everything was, the more credible the recorded material became. Yet at the same time, the things that were not recorded became even less likely to be known or suspected by anyone.
Qin Yang understood this kind of trick far too well. Thus, he knew Blood Phoenix and the others could not possibly keep everything in their heads. These Patrol Envoys could face danger at any moment; they could not let certain matters here be buried with them.
There had to be another, smaller and more secret archive—or one that hardly anyone even knew existed.
Blood Phoenix fell silent upon hearing Qin Yang's words. She truly had not expected him to suspect Purple Phoenix, but she still nodded.
"Having you investigate may be better. Knowing too much and