Facing Nan Xinze and this newspaper war, she will soon be able to play her first card.

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Chapter 22 Thrills

Hitzfeld stayed in the hospital until the evening, waiting for the approval of the procedures so that he could legally examine the body again.

Casimir guessed that Haytham was “sucked” to death. This was different from the conventional concept of “sucking blood”, but the whole body was wrapped in the cavity, and the life essence was sucked out from under the skin.

It’s like sucking ribs covered in soup. You can feel some kind of juice quickly overflowing from the surface of the bones.

Of course, this was just speculation. Even Casimir himself was not completely sure. The specific reason was that neither the initial inspection nor the autopsy report found any signs of damage to the skin of the corpse.

If Haytham’s blood and brain marrow were really sucked out through the skin and filtered, there should be traces left on his epidermal tissue.

Now that there isn’t one, we can’t be sure.

At 17:10 in the evening, after viewing the body, Hitzfeld took a ride with Joe Cole back to the police headquarters in the Sinzen District and went into the archives to look through the documents.

She watched it very seriously because she didn’t actually completely trust Casimir.

The man said he was a level eight agent in the library, but he had no evidence to prove it.

The possibility that the information he provided was forged could not be ruled out, so Hitzfeld had to go through all the information himself. He also contacted Knight Carl again through Joe Cole and asked the Hinze Parish to help confirm Casimir’s specific identity.

Xia Yibing watched the whole process and hardly said a word.

She felt a little emotional…the naive girl back then has really grown up.

She has accumulated knowledge and gained experience. Now she has learned to be more cautious… I originally wanted to help her find out the gaps and make up for them, but now I see that she can handle everything by herself.

She was genuinely happy for Hitzfeld, but also a little disappointed.

Hitzfeld, she is becoming more and more mature.

Deduction, incense making… If she weren’t lacking in geographical knowledge and medicine, she could almost be said to be an all-round detective.

If things continue like this, won’t my role become less and less important?

If Hitzfeld knew that she was imagining things here, she would definitely tell her in a bad mood that she was thinking too much.

The study of perfumery alone was enough to give her a headache. You know, perfumery can eventually evolve into pharmacy, which is the same skill as Pusangsi. Even the lady couldn’t reach that level, so she might have to spend her whole life studying this.

Geography is relatively better. I made up for it by reading notes and books. Medicine is the most difficult.

Medicine – she didn’t expect to make any achievements in this area. Her attitude towards medicine was inspired by the characters in Conan Doyle’s works. She was only willing to understand the parts of medicine that were useful for criminal investigation, and she regarded them purely as tools.

Even so, she is still far from it.

Because she had no accumulation in medicine. It was less than a year since she came to Changxia. Even if she didn’t need to sleep, the accumulation speed was far from enough.

To sum up: she needs to spend a lot of time reading and accumulating knowledge. In other words, she is unlikely to have much time to practice fighting.

I can practice my marksmanship, but forget about hand-to-hand combat. Even if I fully recover, I still don’t see any hope.

Therefore, if Xia Yibing wants to hang out with her, at least she has to act as a bodyguard.

Of course Hitzfeld would not say such things. Xia Yibing was proud and she was afraid of being beaten.

It was already late at night when they finished reading all the files. They asked Joe Cole to drive them back to the Wicker Bar. Before getting out of the car, Hitzfeld politely asked that they needed a means of transportation.

Joe Cole immediately nodded in agreement.

Today he was the only driver for these two people, which made him very depressed. A car didn’t cost much, so he let them drive themselves and he only had to stay in the office to receive reports from his subordinates.

As for why he was so honest today…it was actually because of Casimir.

After learning that Casimir was a higher-ranking agent, Joe Cole fell into a deeper depression, because it meant that it was impossible for him to hold Casimir accountable for sneaking into the bureau to falsify personal information, enter and exit the file room at will, and deceive multiple police officers.

Once the matter is reported, the headquarters in the royal capital will definitely hold him accountable.

A living person – no matter who he is – suddenly appeared in the team you led, and even met you that day, but you didn’t recognize his identity at all, just because other subordinates told you that they had seen his job information in the bureau?

Joe Cole’s scalp tingles at the thought of the consequences of accountability.

So his sensitivity to Hitzfeld and the other man was immediately heightened.

At least they follow the rules.

Unlike that bitch, she actually tried to harm him using such means!

……

The Wicker Bar was as deserted as ever.

Based on the observations over the past two days, Hitzfeld determined that they were the only tenants living on the second floor. There were two more groups of people on the third floor, and that was it.

After returning to the room, Hitzfeld let Xia Yibing go in first, and he squatted at the door and groped around.

“What are you doing.”

“Look for tangled hair.”

Xia Yibing was happy.

She knew about the precautions… tying tangled hair under a door or in a notebook to check for intrusion. But Hitzfeld was being dogmatic.

“Have you forgotten who locked the door today?”

Hitzfeld was stunned, stood up, and his face turned red.

She left earlier than Xia Yibing today.

The door was locked by the other party.

Then her precautions were definitely useless, as Xia Yibing had taken the hair on the floor to who knows where.

Damn…

How embarrassing!

“I’m going to take a shower.”

In order to hide her embarrassment, she took her clothes with a fierce face and ran into the bathroom.

Xia Yibing watched her close the door with amusement.

Hitzfeld is indeed very smart, especially in his unique vision, rich imagination, and leaps of thinking that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But sometimes she would do stupid things in very small and insignificant ways.

I have to say, it’s pretty cute.

She was suddenly in a good mood again.

Hitzfeld came out of the shower, wrapped in a bathrobe with a change of underwear underneath.

This time she did not forget to take her clothes, but she soon found that she had overlooked a more important issue – she had to sleep tonight.

Yes, tonight is Friday.

She was planning to enter her dream tonight and try to find clues in the gray fog. This was the so-called first card.

That meant she had to sleep.

It didn’t seem like much, after all, it was just sleeping. But she was destined to sleep in the same room with Xia Yibing that night.

She was worried.

That strange throbbing started to play tricks again.

Sitting on the lower bunk, she didn’t dare to look at Xia Yibing, and just whispered: “Xia…”

“Huh?” Xia Yibing was rummaging through the boxes with her back to her.

She wants to take a shower too.

“You should know, right? I plan to enter the gray fog tonight…”

“Ah.”

“Then you…can you please stop keeping watch and go investigate with me?”

After saying this, the tension in Hitzfeld’s heart finally relaxed.

Yes, she didn’t want the situation of “Hitzfeld falling asleep and Xia Yibing awake” to happen.

It’s not that… it’s about whether or not to trust…

But she was a little uneasy.

He didn’t dare let Xia Yibing see him sleeping.

“what are you talking about.”

Xia Yibing still didn’t look back.

“This place is definitely guarded by people sent by the parish. There is no need for night watch.”

“what……”

“This case is rather strange and difficult. The fog of Nanxinze may contain more dangers than Wayne. So I was planning to go with you.”

“…”

Seeing the woman saying this and walking into the bathroom, Hitzfeld opened his mouth.

Somewhat fortunate.

But what irritated her was this.

I actually felt a little lost.

Chapter 23 Dream City

Because she had to sleep tonight, Hitzfeld waited until her hair was half dry before finding a new dress and a pair of white silk stockings to change into.

Then she wanted to slap herself twice.

Just as she was feeling lost and dazed, she saw Xia Yibing, who had just taken a shower, coming out in a bathrobe. After changing her clothes, she squeezed directly into her quilt.

Hitzfeld: “0a0!?”

“You… Xia? What are you doing?”

“sleep?”

“I…but shouldn’t you–“

“You mean the upper bunk? Oh, I wanted to tell you this last night. To prevent any unexpected situations, from today on, we will sleep in the same bed every day.”

“…” Hitzfeld was stunned for a moment.

Say seriously “starting from today”.

But in fact, didn’t you start hugging me when you sleep since yesterday?

Since arriving in Nanxinze, they have never slept separately! How dare they say “starting today”?

She felt a little unhappy, and in the deepest part of her mind, even she herself was not aware of it, she might have felt a little aggrieved.

That is to say, she was already unconscious when she hugged me yesterday, and she didn’t remember what happened last night.

“? What are you doing?” Xia Yibing had just laid down when she saw Hitzfeld get up and try to run away. Thinking that she might have misunderstood, she quickly held her down and wanted to explain.

“I think you’ve got it wrong, Hitzfeld. I don’t think I’m that superficial. I sleep with you purely to better fulfill my mission.”

“What is your mission?” The tone was still unfriendly.

“Of course I’m protecting you.” Xia Yibing said as a matter of course, “Didn’t you notice that I was sleeping outside? This way, if someone sneaks in from outside, I can stop them for you the first time…”

Normally speaking and in Xia Yibing’s opinion, this explanation was absolutely enough. But what she didn’t expect and couldn’t understand was that Hitzfeld’s anger didn’t subside.

Of course, Hitzfeld still maintained a certain degree of restraint. She did not try to get up and slip away, but fell asleep again.

Face the wall and stop talking.