Why the local Marines allowed such places to exist, Zeppelin blamed on neglect and indifference. Perhaps it was even bribery. This was what she thought as she stared in the direction of a shady pub that was reportedly a favorite hangout for all sorts of unsavory characters. Her exact position was about 100 meters away down the road. As for what she was doing there, well, the Marines finally decided to crack down on the criminal den. All it took was a little bit of persuasion and asserting of authority. Unfortunately she couldn't bring with her any men other than her own so the arresting force was quite shorthanded. She resigned herself to the rather certain possibility that they would not be able to round up everyone in the bar. But the Commodore was not the type to dwell on the negatives. It's not as though she didn't have other options. For instance, simply getting the faces of everyone present inside would go a long way towards catching them eventually.

Zeppelin snapped her fingers and conjured 5 ghosts that appeared at her side. Pointing at the target, the phantoms made their way to the location by phasing through the ground so as not to draw attention. It was still fairly bright out after all. When they reached the bar, they drifted through the floors, walls and ceiling inconspicuously, watching and gathering information. How they did this was that their eyes would emerge from paintings or behind shelves, observing the people inside unnoticed. To be honest, they didn't have to be this cautious. There were a number of rowdy patrons inside that drew attention away from others. Should anyone, despite all the distractions present, still be able to spot the ghosts somehow, they would quickly fade back into the wall or floor so as to make the spotter believe he was just imagining things. Most of them were drunk after all.

Despite having a photographic memory, there were still quite a number of faces to memorize so it was a tall order nonetheless. She decided to go about this by starting with the obvious gang leader types and those who were blatantly trying to hide their faces under hoods or masks. She simply had to look for other identifying features. It wasn't too hard to pick them out. Of course everyone who started and participated in a scene would be prioritized too. For instance a certain green-haired girl walked over to another table and stabbed someone in the shoulder. Before it could escalate to a bigger brawl however, all the men who stood up to retaliate were unceremoniously knocked out without the girl doing anything but stamping on the floor. Zeppelin had seen this before. The expressions on the out cold faces of the victims pretty much gave it away. The Commodore was wary of possible fruit users being present, but a haki user was quite the surprise. She had one of her ghost eyes track her back to her table where two others sat: another girl with white hair and a hooded man with a sword. There was also a case nearby though there was no way of telling what was in it.

Due to not really having enough men, raiding the establishment head on was not the preferable method of rounding up the criminals. Zeppelin's strategy was to apprehend those who would leave. Her eyes in the pub would let her determine their numbers. Meanwhile, she had men stationed further up and down the roads to arrest them. She would be with the one group. Should larger parties leave and head in the direction away from her spot, she would send the men in reserve to back up those lying in wait on the other end of the road. A ghost would stealthily track them as they walked out to watch the happenings.