Because she thought Ferdinand was a little strange.
The dead ticket case was now being handled by the detectives, and she could understand that he wanted to do his part in his own way.
After all, he is still the deputy director of Shadow Lion, right?
But she wasn't sure whether this effort, this plan to hire her as a teaching assistant, was private or on record.
If it has been filed, then she will naturally be willing to cooperate.
But if it’s private…
This raises a terrible question: Why did he hide this?
"You have concerns about Ferdinand's character?"
Sixus understood her subconscious meaning and smiled as if he had heard a joke.
"Is it impossible?"
Hitzfeld didn't like this smile.
"impossible."
Sixus restrained his smile and looked at her coldly.
"I don't know what you suspect him of... But anyway, I'll give you a suggestion."
"Under this starry sky, under this sky, anyone could betray us."
"But only Nossa Ferdinand."
"You can always trust this man."
Chapter 18: Dream of the Shadow
Sisyphean had a special trust in Ferdinand, almost to the point of blindness.
Hitzfeld was amazed by this.
In her opinion, there are indeed truly noble people in the world - yes, she is not pessimistic or even unrealistic in this regard - at least she has always believed that such people really exist.
Although reality has repeatedly hit her belief: the example of Mrs. Glee, the example of her husband...but she just believes it and is willing to believe it.
So is Noosa Ferdinand that kind of person?
What on earth did he do to make Sixus have such "blind" trust in him?
It's not that Hitzfeld is mentally dark, but it's difficult to be sure of this.
It's very difficult... Just imagine that even a determined warrior like the lady could be tempted and fall because of a negligence. Although she reacted quickly and finally regained her pride, this fact cannot be changed.
Evil spirits and curses are terrible things.
They were not the simple monsters in the novels she had read before, with shapes and forms that could be killed or eradicated.
The source of these things is human beings themselves - nightmares come from nightmares, and nightmares are formed when people's thoughts drift into the dream world. Those dark things, rotten things, disgusting and disgusting things... they all come from people themselves.
This is more like the One Ring.
In bewitching.
In churning.
They can never be eradicated, eliminated.
As long as one is a human being and has emotions and desires, one will inevitably be affected by them.
Perhaps Ferdinand had done something that made Sixus and others have confidence in him, but in Hitzfeld's opinion, he was still somewhat suspicious.
Of course, this suspicion is very slight...almost negligible.
After all, even if this case was really pushed by people from the Eclipse Church behind the scenes, Ferdinand could not have anything to do with them.
If he was really involved, he should have tried to disrupt the progress of the investigation instead of doing some small things in private to try to help secretly.
Ethan was one of the few people who had established trust with Hitzfeld, so after coming out, she told Ethan some of her speculations and wanted to discuss them with him.
"You mean to say that Director Ferdinand might have let you pass the exam so that you could learn ancient Sarai from him and then use the skills you learned to do something for this case?"
"Yes."
Hitzfeld stared at his one eye with certainty.
"That's what I think."
"Hmm..." Ethan frowned.
"It is possible...but I think the chances are slim."
"why?"
"Because like the doctor said, no matter when and where, you can always trust Nosa Ferdinand," Ethan said with a smile.
"I mean, the bureau has absolutely no clue about this case right now... If he had any ideas, I don't believe he would keep it a secret and research it himself... This is totally unlike him. I don't think he would do such a thing."
"What if he really did it?" Hitzfeld was so angry that his nose almost got crooked.
She really couldn't understand why even Ethan had this attitude?
No - you are a criminal investigator, a detective!
Isn't it basic quality for you to always be vigilant and suspicious of the unknown?
How can you be so sure about this?
Aren't you all in love with that old man?
"If he really did it, he must have had his considerations."
Ethan's answer almost pissed her off.
"I need a reason."
she asked.
"What did he do to make you so devoted to him... Can you tell me?"
"No!" Ethan shook his head quickly. "This is too...for you. And strictly speaking, this is the director's private matter. Not to mention you, my authority is also...if the captain hadn't overheard the relevant content and told me, I wouldn't have known this."
"Great." Hitzfeld shook his head slightly. "Where's Xia? I need to talk to her about the agreement."
She was successful in her application for the teaching assistant position in the first interview, and according to the agreement, Xia Yibing could no longer refuse her participation in the case.
She wanted to ask the other party for some current case information.
Also, she hoped that Xia Yibing could tell her what she had overheard that year.
"The captain is busy."
Ethan took out his watch and glanced at it.
"Count Igor loved collecting antiques when he was alive. He has hoarded at least 6000 antiques at home. Most of the team has been tracing the origins of these antiques during this period. This is definitely a big project. She can't possibly have time to accompany us."
"Then why are you so idle?"
“My work hours have reached critical mass.”
"…What's the value?"
"Critical value. I've introduced it to you before. We have a department that specializes in psychological and emotional assessments. My workload has seriously exceeded the limit, so the higher-ups have forcibly suspended my duties and asked me to come back for recuperation."
"Because of……"
"Yes, it's related to the trip to Blackwood. The captain and Zafira have both enjoyed it, and now it's just my turn."
"..." Hitzfeld didn't know what to say for a moment.
She suspected that if she continued to communicate, she would really be pissed off to death by Ethan.
"I'm on my way to Redhead Chris now."
Ethan raised his eyebrows and gave her a bright smile.
"Anyway, someone's treating...want to join us?"
……
Half an hour later, taking the gear elevator into an underground corridor, Hitzfeld's face was still dark.
She doesn't want to come.
But the medical examination report came out. After reading it, Ethan thought that the reason she had headaches and neurasthenia was because she had been studying too much during this period, and it would be best for her to have some recuperation.
"welcome!"
A clown in a purple dress and green hair came bouncing over and handed each of them a "menu" for treatment.
Hitzfeld took a look and saw nothing more than the services that "Red-haired Chris" could provide and the specific charges.
Looking up, past the clown leaning toward her, she saw a circular archway.
The arch is inlaid with neon lights in the images of candy, umbrellas, beauties, ships, etc., along with the letters "Red-haired Chris" at the top, which constantly flash red and green lights.
...This place is so fucking weird!
It was unbelievable that there was such a place in a secret police department. If Ethan hadn't brought her here, she would have almost thought that this was a hunting ground carefully prepared by some perverted murderer for others!
"I'd like a 'weaving dreams' set."
Ethan held his chin up and said hesitantly.
"Ok!"
The clown was making notes in a notebook.
"A 'Weaving Dreams' package! 3 days of treatment, 6 hours a day! Please give 6000 Goli..."
"This is my agent ID. I am on a mission to recover."
"Oh... OK, I'll register you..."
"Hitzfeld?"
After taking care of himself, Ethan tilted his head and looked at the girl.
"Well, have you decided what to choose?"
"I'll take a look."
Hitzfeld looked at the menu over and over again, but hadn't made up his mind yet.
Covering up dreams is to cover up some painful memories, but she doesn't need it.
The revenge dream...she had no one to revenge on. The same was true of the memory dream. Although she missed her wife very much, she was unwilling to deceive herself in this way.
Is it possible to choose training dream?
Continue to practice shooting in dreams?
"Don't choose the training dream!" Ethan warned her.
"I brought you here to relax...dream training is useless for relieving neurasthenia!"
Hitzfeld rolled his eyes.
"What does this dream of leaving a shadow mean?"
She noticed a line of very small characters and pointed at them and asked the clown.
"The photo dream is a branch of the memory dream!"
The clown patiently explained to her.
"You can recreate some scenes you've experienced before - don't worry, we can't see these scenes. Only the dreamer knows them because the source is his or her own memory..."
"So what is its purpose?"
"Hmm..." The clown was in a dilemma.
"Indeed, few people choose this dream... Occasionally, some people will choose this dream because they have forgotten something and have not been able to find it for a long time..."
"Use it to find something? Does that mean that anything in memory can be reproduced?"
Hitzfeld's one eye lit up.
"What if it's a very faint impression. For example, a fleeting glimpse... the impression becomes blurred after a few seconds... can you still see it?"
