"There's actually a conspiracy version of that." Xia Yibing smiled, "It says that his painting skills have reached the level of godhood, and he has made secret contributions to Sarah, and even sealed an evil god with a painting frame..."
"Really?" Hitzfeld looked at him in surprise.
"The common people take it seriously, but the nobles take it as false." The woman spread her hands. "I'm half-believing and half-doubting what the Security Bureau says."
Hitzfeld thought so too.
If this is true, then the value of this Earl of Dodge's painting is too high. There is no way this kind of exhibition hall is qualified to accept it.
The royal family may not care about some gold and jewelry, but if it involves extraordinary power, they will not let such treasures flow out easily.
“I have a third version here.”
James said as he looked at the road.
"It's his mother... her last name is Barish."
"Barry what?"
"The Barish family." The young man emphasized, "Three generations of generals, two generations of powerful ministers."
"I'm telling you this - Larence can look down on all the nobles in Wayne Port, but when it comes to the people of Barish, we must show them basic respect."
Hitzfeld looked at Xia Yibing, and the woman nodded in confirmation.
"it is true."
"The three generals of the Barish family can be traced back to the founding of Sara. There was a gap in their inheritance, so they are not as good as Lawrence, but they are also very powerful... Richard Barish was the childhood mentor of King Charuni."
"interesting."
Hitzfeld narrowed his eyes and flipped through the information again, staring at the specific names of the three paintings.
"shepherd".
The Shoemaker's Wife.
"Peasants Attending the Square Meeting".
She decided.
This Earl of Dodge.
You should visit him when you have time.
Chapter 23 The So-called Two-in-One
The Silver Lion King arrived at Iris Street and, at Hitzfeld's suggestion, did not choose to stop directly at the intersection, but dropped them off at the previous intersection about ten meters away.
After all, this car is too conspicuous, and the sign of the Hitzfeld Detective Agency is still there - although it has been covered with a black cloth for some time, it does not prevent people who know the contents underneath from coming to visit.
After saying goodbye to James, he got his home phone number. It took Hitzfeld a long while to remember the landline number 221.
I never noticed it before, it turns out she hasn't been back for a long, long time.
Thinking back carefully, the last time she lived here was before the Pierre went to sea. And she had not lived here for long, as she had just moved back from Hitzfell Manor after she had gotten over her problems.
"I've been taking care of this place while you were away." Xia Yibing walked side by side with her, looking at the intersection ahead while complaining to the girl: "Most people don't know that you have an office here, but they heard from others that there are often blind guys hanging around nearby. Alfred has been exhausted because of your reputation recently. You should say thank you when you see him again."
"Should we continue running this place?" Hitzfeld wanted to ask her opinion.
At first, she only planned to be a little detective who didn't care about the world, just like the one at 221 Baker Street, not involved in politics, not involved in disputes, and only responsible for helping one client after another solve their problems.
But as the situation gradually developed, she realized that this was not a dull reality. There were evil gods, gray fog, and evil followers here, and they would not allow her to live a dull life here.
Now she has even been made an earl, and the name of the earl of Xieyang is known to everyone in Wayne Port. It won't be long before the legend spreads here, and it's hard to say whether the house at No. 221 is still suitable for living.
"Open it, why not?" Xia Yibing looked at her strangely and suddenly asked, "You like being a detective, don't you?"
"Uh……"
"With your personality, you can say that you got involved in evil incidents for revenge, but I see that you enjoyed handling those small cases. It can't be explained by love."
"I quite like it," Hitzfeld admitted.
There is nothing to be embarrassed about. When a detective can perfectly utilize her specialties, her observation and deductive abilities, only when she can do these things, she will have a feeling that she is living in reality.
And she can frequently come into contact with people from all walks of life, right? Through this, she can often grasp the pulse of society and secret information without leaving home. Sometimes, she is paid a large sum of money by the client to go to other places to handle cases, and she can also travel at the same time. There is no job more intimate than this.
"Keep doing it if you like it." Xia Yibing looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to this side. She stretched out a hand to put it around the girl's shoulders and hugged her forcefully.
"There are quite a few noble ministers with quirks... For example, Baron Kyle's hobby is cutting people's hair, so he opened a barber shop. When those customers boasted about his skills, they never imagined that the person who shaved them would be a baron."
But that guy is 70 years old, right?
Hitzfeld's expression darkened... She had heard similar news more or less. There were many similar examples, but most of them were elderly people who relied on doing odd jobs to pass the time in their retirement life. How could they be compared with herself?
"I think so." The woman leaned over and whispered, "It's all about killing boredom, right?"
"I will have people block the news and try to silence those who know about it... You don't have to take off the black cloth on the sign. From now on, 'Hitzfeld Office' can become part of a secret legend, and only those with connections can come to us."
"But doesn't this mean that this will become an investigative agency that only caters to the aristocracy and wealthy families?"
"Oh, just be content!" Xia Yibing let go of her. "You should blame Nian Lun. She was the one who spread the news everywhere... Otherwise, we would have had a chance to separate you from 'Earl Xie Yang'. As long as the civilians don't know that you are Earl Xie Yang, you can continue to do whatever you want here."
"In other words, this is not a good time."
"Yes, no, I will live here during this period. If you want to stay here, you must accompany me, and you are forbidden to conduct any business until the storm subsides."
"Xia." Hitzfeld leaned forward and looked closely into her eyes. "Let me confirm again. You really made this arrangement for my safety... Is that right?"
"Of course, no one in this world cares about you more than I do."
"Not to trick me into living with you?"
"No."
"Not to trick me into making you breakfast?"
"No."
"Not for..."
"Hey, why do you talk so much!"
Just as they reached the downstairs, Xia Yibing looked around and picked up the girl sideways while she screamed. She turned her body sideways and held her like a piece of wood, and rushed back to her home on the second floor in this way.
"...I still don't understand." Daryl stood downstairs for a long time, shook her head, and continued to follow them into the doorway.
Xia Yibing completely ignored Daryl's existence. She entered the familiar home without even taking off her shoes and directly pressed the girl onto the table to examine her body.
But Hitzfeld would never allow her to do such a thing in front of outsiders - after all, it was a robot, and Daryl had her own independent thoughts, so she could be treated as a life. How could she pretend that Daryl didn't exist?
After struggling to get out, he stomped hard on the woman's boots. Hitzfeld ordered her to go take a shower immediately, as she might have work to do in the evening after resting.
Xia Yibing went to the bathroom reluctantly.
The girl took the opportunity to tidy up her appearance - although it was a bit like trying to cover up her mistake, she still had to tidy up - and then came to Daryl: "I'll pick a house for you to live in?"
Daryl tilted her head: "I can just live with you guys."
"..." Hitzfeld looked back at the bathroom door and said helplessly: "She will be angry. I'm afraid you can't live in the same room with us."
"There it is."
"where?"
Looking in the direction she pointed, Hitzfeld was even more speechless to find that it was actually a set of wooden dog kennels.
“Just because it looks like a house doesn’t mean you can live in it…” She racked her brains to explain to the robot.
In the meantime, she also had to deal with the woman's request to get her underwear. She was a little busy in a short period of time and even forgot to do trivial things like boiling water.
"I don't understand what you're thinking." Ms. Yusilian now dared to speak loudly, "That's a divine artifact - even if it's a replica and only has some functions, you don't care at all? It's a divine artifact?"
"Is that thing made by the instructor himself?"
"No - but I participated in the process. Ah, I don't seem to remember it clearly..."
"Teacher, is there a way to directly trace where it is?"
"If it's my original body, it would definitely work. If it's me, then..."
"So why are you in such a hurry?" The girl put the kettle on the stove and started to arrange the coals. "Sarah has only had me for a few years. I have survived without me for so long before. You have to trust the professionalism of the Security Bureau."
"...You are quite open-minded."
“This is what my mentor taught me: I trust the knowledge I have mastered more than pinning my hopes on external things.”
Hitzfeld was now adamant, which made Ms. Yusilian so angry that she turned into a little crow and jumped over her head.
This further confirmed for Hitzfeld that the purple sapphire and gold crown might not only benefit himself, but would benefit her even more.
Daryl was arranged to live in the next room, which was originally a storage room. Hitzfeld and she cleaned it up carefully. When Xia Yibing came out of the shower, she saw a cloud of dust flying.
Speechless, she had to join in to speed up the process. Of course, she wouldn't say it: she didn't like the way Hitzfeld did housework for others, even if the other person was a woman or a robot.
Everything was arranged, so her bath was in vain. He took the opportunity to ask to bathe with the girl.
Of course, he was rejected at first, but after being coerced and lured by her, Hitzfeld finally gave in and agreed to help her wipe her body as a reward for watching the house.
When they finally came out, Daryl couldn't help but check the clock.
It actually takes humans one hour and twenty minutes to clean their bodies?
She had never been so glad that she was a robot.
I shouldn’t have given in to the temptation...!
Hitzfeld's legs were weak until he went to bed.
The woman's covetousness was so obvious that any normal person, let alone her, could tell what she wanted.
The reason she agreed was not because she was willing to be taken advantage of, but... because she was also greedy for Xia's body.
She is the female director of the Security Bureau and the female police chief.
Think about how the other person gives orders in a majestic manner in front of outsiders.
Imagine the other party wearing men's clothes and stockings and handling the case with great efficiency.
Think about that slender yet plump figure, sexy yet toned lines...
Uh ha...it's abnormal to be able to resist temptation, right?
Hitzfeld finally found an excuse for her behavior. She was indeed too tired and sleepy. She fell asleep soon after getting into bed.
Xia Yibing didn't go to bed immediately. She got up first, opened the drawer, and took out a nourishing scented candle from it. After lighting it, she checked the doors and windows, and then looked at the blood crystal crow lying on the cabinet.
"If no one comes looking, wake us up at seven at the latest."
"?"
A big question mark appeared above Blood Crow's head.
Little Annie at least respected me as a mentor, but when I come to you, I become an alarm clock?
Without waiting for her to retort, the woman comfortably got into the bed, grabbed the girl's hand and placed it on her waist, she also wrapped one of her hands around that sweet and soft body, and took a deep breath of the faint fragrance emanating from such a close distance.
"Aisun."
"Good night."
I slept soundly.
Hitzfeld woke up on her own, and after regaining consciousness she was surprised to find that she was not dreaming.
Dreamless sleep...
It is not rare on Earth, but it is still very precious here.
"You should thank her for lighting the candle for you."
The blood crow flew to the bedside table and tilted its head to inform her.
"She still knows how to take care of a girl. The one who takes the initiative should have this kind of thought!"
"What about her?"
The girl smoothed her messy hair with one hand and reached to the side with the other hand, feeling that the quilt over there was still warm.
This means that Xia was there not long ago.
"I went to buy you some food."
As soon as Blood Crow finished speaking, Hitzfeld heard the sound of a door opening.
