"Forget it. Stop analyzing it. This is getting stranger and stranger." Vanessa patted her forehead. "Let's just go ask her." Yes, the letter had given her name outright: Maeve.
"Hmm, I remember her. A very studious little girl." Dorothea recalled for a moment. "But I don't remember her address. She never became a supernatural person. She was only one of the Canteen's believers."
"Where did you pick up the letter?" Flora looked at Vanessa.
"Uh, the wind blew it over. There were quite a few houses nearby."
"Come on, let's go to the Canteen. Maeve often comes for lunch. Some of the believers should know her, too."
After discussing it, they headed to the Canteen.
The Canteen's influence in the Hearthfire District was growing ever greater. As a new organization, it had risen quickly and penetrated deeper into the Hearthfire District, surpassing even the Fog Horn Fraternity in that respect.
After all, the Fog Horn Fraternity only provided mutual aid among workers, while the Canteen was open to everyone.
Yes, although it had been registered as a factory canteen and received subsidies under that designation, Elliot used Vanessa to manipulate the Zhen Factory's subsidies, secretly providing food for everyone.
In any case, Dorothea audited the Canteen's finances, and Elliot himself directly audited Dorothea.
These siphoned-off subsidies became simple but filling food, keeping many people alive who would otherwise have starved to death.
Many of these poor people were in terrible health and could barely work, but they were still capable of gathering information.
Elliot had not set up any dedicated intelligence network, but news of matters great and small in the Hearthfire District always reached the Canteen.
After arriving at the Canteen, they learned where Maeve lived without much effort. One of her neighbors was even there. "Maeve? She lives