Ten minutes later, according to her order, several silver knights went outside the building to pick up a postman in a coat and cloak. The man seemed to be shivering due to the low temperature. The knight who received him wanted to ask him several times if he needed help, but he quickly remembered the order of the envoy - they only needed to send the person upstairs, and they didn't need to worry about anything else and didn't do anything unnecessary.
So when the postman finally arrived at this floor and met the legendary Shadow Lion Leader in the lounge, the place had already been almost cleared and evacuated.
He changed his previous trembling posture, took off his clothes, and revealed Colonel Bilis's iconic stubble chin.
"I'm surprised by this invitation." Xia Yibing said frankly, "But I'm even happier that there are people like you, Colonel. Many people with a sense of justice always want to stop evil as soon as they see it, but few people can carefully consider the interests when deciding to do so, and find ways to keep themselves useful before the real power arrives."
Yes, it was now obvious: Colonel Beasley's terminal illness was fake, he was faking it.
"My father died early. At that time, I didn't understand why he told everyone that he had cerebral flexion. It was not until I entered this system and encountered difficulties and troubles many times that I realized that he wanted to use his death to create a trump card for me, an excuse that could allow me to escape from the vortex at any time without dying."
Colonel Bilis did not look crazy at all at this moment. On the contrary, his eyes were steady, his words were precise, and he even had a scholarly temperament.
"So now you've succeeded." Xia Yibing shook her head, "Do you have anything to say?"
"Alra-Kabu is a traitor." Bilis' eyes flashed coldly. "You may have noticed that the power relationship in the diocese is not normal. It should be managed jointly by the administration and the district head, but due to coincidence, this power fell into his hands before you arrived."
"Lieutenant Colonel Kabu? Didn't you give it to him?"
"I just wanted to stay alive." Bilis snorted coldly, "Half a year ago, I really thought he was the most suitable successor. He is calm and steady. I thought if he took over my job, I could really step down and have a good rest. I didn't expect at that time that I happened to choose the most dangerous person in the whole range. There is no one worse than him. I would rather let the devil be my successor than him!"
"…Tell me more about it."
"He sold the parish to the evildoers." Bilis said as he looked cautiously toward the corridor and behind him, as if he was afraid that some uninvited guests would appear there during the process.
"It was a rainy day. When I went downstairs, I found it was raining heavily... I forgot my umbrella in the office, so I went upstairs to get it. I heard him talking to someone on the phone. He mentioned that 'the arrangements are basically ready' and 'we are just waiting for that madman to wake up'."
"Arrangement? What kind of arrangement?"
"From their subsequent conversation, I guess it's an epidemic." The colonel gritted his teeth, "They mentioned words like 'hospital' and 'testing' many times... They seemed to be determining something based on the diseases suffered by different groups of people. I think the truth is probably that a considerable part of the diseases in the parish were caused by them. They used the people here as experimental subjects... I don't know what they want to experiment with... but I think that's it. Those insect people may be the product of such experiments."
"Then what about you pretending to be sick?"
"I've been discovered!" The colonel's eyelids twitched. "I don't know how he found me, but he found me accurately... I immediately took out the bottle and took the medicine - it was a special medicine that I asked someone to prepare for the excuse of 'wax flexion'. After taking it, it can make the whole body stiff and unable to move, and at the same time, the consciousness will become confused during that period of time."
"It sounds a bit like a derivative drug of venomous incense... Is this poison?"
"Who says poison can't save people?" Bilis sneered, "At least in that state, even if you use the most extreme method - even if you enter my inner world and torture me, I won't reveal anything."
"You used this to pretend to have wax bends, and he believed it?"
"My driver was waiting for me downstairs. As long as I gave him a way out, he had no choice. After all, he had not officially taken power at that time, and most of those soldiers would not listen to him."
"But I paid a price." The colonel's tone became fierce. "I pretended to be sick to stay alive, and this illness became a shackle... The leader of an army cannot be an old guy suffering from cerebral flexion. I wanted to cancel Al-La-Kab's qualification for the inspection, but I didn't expect him to take advantage of this. My authority was greatly shaken, and then gradually he sidelined me."
"Two months..." Xia Yibing said.
"Yes." The colonel narrowed his eyes. "I was forced to officially retire two months ago. They still call me colonel, but I can no longer control what the city defense forces do."
"The number of Xixinna's city defense troops is not large, only two thousand people." Xia Yibing said.
This is certainly good news, as it means that we have the numerical advantage when the conflict comes.
"Have you ever thought about one thing...Ms. Imaar. If the problem is so easy to solve, why didn't I come to you when we first met?"
indeed.
Xia Yibing frowned.
At that time, they had a full staff, including the army, the Knights, the Six Golds, as well as Aisuen and himself... With these people in front, Bilis could just come and complain directly. They would definitely protect him and no one would be able to hurt him.
But he did not choose to do so, but waited until today, and only found me at this time. What is the reason behind this?
"Today is a special day." Bilis smiled. "Earl Xiyang is going to take action on the Financial Street. Some eyes will be on that side. I will have the opportunity to find you and tell you these things. And don't worry, some people will die because of this."
"Speak clearly, Colonel!"
The woman's expression was extremely serious.
Because she suddenly realized that this man who had gone to great lengths to come and complain was not afraid of death.
If he was afraid of death, he could just use the excuse of cerebral infarction to get out of the situation. No one would make things difficult for a terminally ill patient.
But he didn't do that. He did show fear of something hidden since he came in, but it shouldn't be directed at himself.
He was not afraid that there would be assassins trying to silence him, but he was afraid that what he said would alarm certain people and cause them to have a stress reaction.
"Do you like opera, Sheriff?"
The colonel suddenly asked something that seemed unrelated to the topic.
Then, before Xia Yibing could reply, he gave his own answer: "I don't like it... I have never liked those fake things. Even though so many people have explained to me the various advantages of opera performances, I only hold on to one thing - that is, it is fake! It is acted out! It is fake splendor! False peace! False prosperity! I don't like this kind of thing!!!"
He spoke more and more rapidly, and finally his hands and even his entire body began to tremble. The muscles on his face were shaking and wriggling as if they had life, which looked very strange and terrifying.
This should be the sequelae of using drugs to disguise wax flexion.
"Don't get excited, Colonel."
After thinking for a while, Xia Yibing poured him a glass of water. After handing it to him, she leaned forward, approached him in a fireside chat manner, and looked into his eyes carefully.
"You mentioned opera... what do you want to use this as a metaphor?"
The colonel's lips trembled and he took a sip of water, but he said nothing.
"You're right. This is a rare opportunity." Xia Yibing was not in a hurry. Instead, she slowly analyzed the situation with him. "You are safe here. You don't have to worry about exposing your inner thoughts. Just tell me everything you know, and we will take care of the rest."
"Can I trust you, Sheriff?"
The colonel half-closed his eyes, and there was even a pleading look in his old eyes.
"You can." Xia Yibing responded immediately.
"Then I beg you...save Sicinna and Manion."
"Save this place..."
"At least don't let the streets be filled with monsters in human skin..."
bang-
As the last car was overturned by a hammer, Belmalen finally gained the most primitive respect for the strong since the birth of the concept of life with his brutal force.
No one dared to resist anymore. The men either ran away or knelt down. The women stopped cursing and screaming. They and some of the children hugged each other, not even daring to cry. They covered their lips desperately, fearing that the noise would attract this demon.
“I haven’t been this relaxed in a long time.”
Belmalen muttered to himself, then turned around so that everyone could see the blood plasma and meat paste on his armor.
Kyle Ward - Crusher.
This warhammer can not only cause blunt damage, but its hammer head can be connected to the cable of the armor power reactor to achieve crazy rotation. At that time, it is more like a particularly weird-shaped electric saw than a hammer.
The chainsaw must naturally have its own special effects and scenes.
Belmaren illustrates how exaggerated this effect is.
"vomit--"
Sheriff Dabe and some police officers knelt on the side of the road and vomited continuously.
Even though they had restrained themselves from looking at the debris and flesh scattered around them, the image of the hammer shredding human bodies had been seared into their minds. Sheriff Dabe doubted that he would forget the image even to his dying day, and he completely regretted following them.
"Almost, Count."
Belmaren asked some police officers for water cups, and used the water in the cups to simply clean the surface of the armor. Then he walked to the side of the vehicle and said inside: "I kept some of those who surrendered... It's not that I don't want to kill them, but I think maybe you need to ask something."
Should I thank you?
Hitzfeld suddenly felt that no one was more suitable for this kind of "cleaning work" than him. If this guy was a little more extreme, he would definitely become a role like the chief inquisitor in the history of the previous life. I don't know how Knight Red guided this guy to keep his heart upright. Is he really not afraid that he will go astray?
"Bring them here."
Although he complained in his heart, Hitzfeld didn't waste time saying it.
Are you kidding... She's not getting out of the car.
Being able to bear it doesn't mean that you have to torture your eyes, otherwise why did she get in the car so early? She doesn't want to see dirty things, and continuing to maintain this image will only put more pressure on people.
She was right, and now Sheriff Dabe was in awe of her. He thought her series of actions were so ingenious.
What should I say?
Accurate.
elegant.
Full of contempt for evil and loyalty to the truth, coupled with her outstanding appearance and the mysterious aura that always surrounds her, the sheriff doesn't mind kissing her shoes if she wants.
The remaining female family members were quickly brought over by the police.
One by one, they came forward and bowed their heads to confess to the count in the car, agreeing to answer her questions and telling her everything they knew.
There were gains, for example, a girl named Marie knew that her father, the deceased Rudy Kilkinson, was working with some mysterious guys. The clothes and tattoos of those people matched all the characteristics of the "Dead Soul Party", so she was sure that some of the Dead Soul Party came here after the failure of the Dragon Kingdom, and wanted to take advantage of the loose management of the West Xinna Parish to take root here.
The Eclipse Church should be behind the Undead Party.
She wondered how many people on Golan Avenue had sold their souls to those demons.
It's easy to confirm... After all, she didn't come here just to block people. Every decision she made actually has another intention. She even reminded Sheriff Dabe, but unfortunately this guy seemed to be unaware of it.
While she was thinking about it, someone suddenly came to report that High Priest Faram and Captain of the Heim Guard wanted to see her.
"They came just in time."
Hitzfeld perked up, "Bring them here."
"Yes, Count!"
Taking advantage of the break in the conversation, Sheriff Dabey presented an old book with both hands.
"These are the two children... After we settled them down, they gave us a thank-you gift. It was specifically for the count. I think this is the best gift they could give."
A gift?
Taking the book and staring at the long list of titles on it, Hitzfeld suddenly asked the sheriff: "What is the climate in the parish like in spring and summer?"
?
The sheriff didn't understand why she asked this, but he answered honestly: "This... I heard that it is different from other places... But the difference shouldn't be that big, right?"
"Xixinna is a plateau-like terrain with a large temperature difference between morning and night. The air is dry, and it doesn't rain as much in summer as in the south." Hitzfeld shook his head. "Then why is 'rainy season' written in this book?"
It was normal in the dry season, but considering that someone had hinted or told her more than once that water was expensive here, it was certain that the entire parish was short of water.
This area is adjacent to the Western Desert. I heard that there are often sandstorms. It is so dry and water-scarce. If there are continuous sunny days, it is not wrong to call it the dry season.
But why are there rainy season and flowering season?
The rainy season is hard to explain, because this concept does not exist in the West Xinna Parish. The flower season is even more bizarre - even in the rainy south, the season is not marked by "flowers blooming".
"Uh……"
The sheriff was stunned for a moment, then said, "Actually, there is."
"? What is it?"
“Rainy season and flower season—actually there are!”
Facing the girl's surprised gaze, the sheriff vaguely felt that it was time to really show his value. He puffed out his chest and introduced: "We do have a rainy season... once in spring, summer and autumn every year. It doesn't last long, but the rainfall is actually very abundant."
"Then why is it so dry here?" Hitzfeld's eyes widened.
This completely goes against her common sense and the laws of nature!
"I don't know... maybe it's because the water has seeped into the ground."
The sheriff shook his head.
"What about the flower season?"
"The flower season is easier to explain - flowers bloom after the rainy season."
He looked as if it was a matter of course.
It should be common sense that when there is rainfall, the water nourishes the roots and stems, and then the plants bloom.
Why did the Count look so surprised?
Sheriff Dabe didn't know if he had seen it wrong. He vaguely caught a hint of fear from the girl's surprised expression.
"You know, Mr. Sheriff," she murmured, "I thought I had considered the situation very badly... but this discovery made me realize that the real situation might be a thousand times worse than I thought. No! Ten thousand times worse!"
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All right.
They totally didn't understand.
