Her wording was "within the organization"—not "within the branch."
That showed Abigail believed the situation was quite serious, no longer limited to New City alone.
"Is it really that exaggerated?" It was not just Chen Xuan; even Honglian thought so. "Everyone who gets into headquarters should be thoroughly vetted by the Intelligence Unit. How could Gospel Society members possibly slip in?"
"That is true, but—" Abigail hesitated slightly. After a moment, she shook her head. "I have no evidence, so it would not be appropriate to judge too much. But my instincts tell me that someone is secretly obstructing the investigation. Now that you have gotten involved too, things have become even more complicated. May I ask—where did you learn about this person? And why are you looking for her?"
They had asked about her in the dream of an Arbitration Court ability user from the future—and that ability user was now dead.
Chen Xuan sighed. "No comment. We Wanderers have our own information channels."
Abigail turned to look at Honglian.
Honglian could only express her regret. "I am no longer with the Organization. If you are willing to leave it and join us, then I can tell you."
"Nonsense!" Reid could not help speaking up. "What good does targeting the Organization like this do you? If the Organization becomes crippled at a time like this, the whole world will fall into chaos!"
Chen Xuan caught a trace of anxiety on the man's face.
Had the historical fluctuations affected nearby periods of time as well?
In Lin Qing's eyes, the Dimensional Limit Organization was a colossal entity. It possessed immense strength, along with the arrogance to match. Many loosely organized ability user groups had resisted it, only to be wiped out one by one without even causing a ripple.
But