"That won't do." Seeing the red-haired nurse's eyes glancing at his feet, Hitzfeld took a step back in fear, his face slightly red as he insisted, "Absolutely not!"
"What a shame..." Lu Xier shook his head, "It's a rare sight to see such beautiful feet. It's a pity that I can't pinch them more."
She is obviously a pretty woman, why did she follow those perverts and develop such a weird hobby?
At the thought of the feeling of being scratched, Hitzfeld curled his feet into his shoes and his heart trembled.
She thought that the hobby of collecting people's hands was more normal than this.
"Are you leaving now?"
Lu Hill turned around, and Hitzfeld was a little confused.
"Of course~ I have to go back to sleep now that he's fine."
"Don't you want to give him some sedatives or something?" Hitzfeld was a little incredulous. "You may not know that he is also addicted to fruit. Today was the first case of a fruit addict who completely transformed and attacked humans. If he also--"
"That's not the reason." Lu Xier interrupted her. "There's no change in his body - not even a sign. It's just that his heart rate has increased and his consciousness is confused, which means the cause is mental stimulation."
"Mental stimulation?" Hitzfeld didn't quite understand. "What do you mean...mental stimulation..."
"Then I don't know~" Lu Xier waved his hand and yawned, "Sadness, fear, joy... There are too many reasons that cause mental stimulation. I don't know him, so of course I don't know which one he is."
"Oh, right." As if she remembered something, she asked Hitzfeld, "Is this Casimir a level 8 agent in the library?"
Hitzfeld nodded.
"That might be something wrong with his memory."
Lu Xier raised his eyebrows: "I remember the doctor said that a person with a healthy body and strong will is almost impossible to be stimulated to faint. Especially since he is an agent, he should have a stronger resistance."
"Then the problem with memory means..."
"It's a memory surgery, right? It's often performed on people in the Dream Corridor... It's usually used to seal painful memories. You've been in this business for a long time, so you should understand."
It's more than just understanding.
Hitzfeld's face looked a little gloomy.
She thought of Mu Ke.
The Shadow Lion agent who is always optimistic and always uses this optimism to infect and encourage others.
If Mu Ke hadn't pushed her away, she would have died in Blackwood City.
"Memory surgery...sealing..." She took a deep breath.
"So this means that Casimir also sealed a part of his memory like those people?"
"That's it." Lu Xier nodded, his eyes darting around the room.
"I don't know why he became like this, but it's obviously because his forgotten memories were triggered."
"I don't care what triggered you. This is your job as agents... I'm going back to sleep. Don't wake me up before twelve hours."
Click.
The door is closed.
Hitzfeld stared silently at Casimir lying on the bed.
I can plan to move out and not think about the future, but Xia...she probably won't accept a bed that a man has slept in.
But this is a bunk bed, and she can sleep on it after she leaves.
Walking to the side and picking up the sketchbook, Hitzfeld turned the page to the tavern, looking at the book and then at Casimir.
memory……
touch.
Recall that Casimir's accident did happen after he saw this scene.
Did this mean that this painting? This tavern? This was the reason the seal on his, uh, memory was loosened?
Does Casimir recognize this scene...
Painful memories...
Shaking her head, the girl shrugged her shoulders.
It's not a surprise.
After all, people in this industry have the most of this.
……
ding dong~
The doorbell rang, and as the curtain was lifted, a black-haired woman with a ponytail strode into the room.
This is a library.
Hmm... the collection of books affiliated to the library, which is also the treeman stronghold that Xia Yibing and Hitzfeld found last time.
After a quick glance, the only person there was the young tree man that I had seen before.
His camouflage skills were not up to par, and Xia Yibing could see countless flaws directly from the loose skin on his face and the wood grain on his hands.
So the library is indeed a good choice.
Unlike bars and restaurants that may attract too many customers, the high-end positioning of the library means that there will not be many customers.
If there weren't any good books here, no one would want to come...but it just so happens that libraries are a business that only lasts for half a year, so everything is just right for the other party to hide.
Bang!
The badge was thrown onto the table by the woman.
"We've met before. I'll come get the goods."
The wooden young man picked up the badge to confirm it, then stared at Xia Yibing carefully, as if he was studying whether she was also wearing human skin like him.
After finishing his study, he bent down and took out a package wrapped in old newspapers with stickers on both sides and a letter.
"Get it."
"No compensation if it's lost."
"You can have a little faith in humans."
After retorting to him sarcastically, Xia Yibing took all her things and pretended to leave.
"and many more!"
The young tree man immediately called her.
"What's wrong."
"It's like this...an order from Wayne: If you are the only one coming to pick up the goods this time, then I need to give you a warning."
"What warning?"
Xia Yibing frowned slightly and turned around completely.
"Beware of Esun Hitzfell."
"…Are you kidding me?"
Xia Yibing's face suddenly turned dark.
"I have many flaws, but I never joke around." The tree man assured her seriously.
"That's what they said, and there's another sentence after that: Be careful of what she's going to do next."
……
Came out of the base and returned to the car carrying the package and letter.
Xia Yibing was staring at the steering wheel in a daze.
I was told to watch out for Hitzfeld...
why?
The warning from the Tree People comes from Wayne.
These words most likely came from Annual Ring’s mouth.
She must have discovered some hidden dangers in the intelligence, so she reminded herself.
but--
She turned her head in annoyance.
How could you doubt Hitzfeld?
The reason?
What about the evidence?
Xia Yibing instinctively thought this was nonsense, but she suddenly remembered that Hitzfeld had eaten the fruits displayed in Harry's library.
And I did leave her for a while, even though I tied her up with ropes to confirm her identity, but...
Anthony also said that he and Booth had separated.
When they met again, he and Booth seemed like different people.
Well……
Indeed, there is no evidence yet that the fruit in the library is truly "uncontaminated".
So what is this——
Just as she became more and more anxious, she remembered the hug the girl gave her at the end of the death ticket case.
And as Hitzfeld reminded her today, he hoped she could always trust her.
So her will became stronger.
What a rubbish warning...
Hitzfeld also has her secrets... She has hidden powers, and she must have had her reasons for eating that fruit!
Take a deep breath—
Xia Yibing picked up the letter next to her.
It was just put in an envelope and stamped with the library's wax. The address was the base, but it didn't say who the recipient was.
Thinking of what the young tree man said to her, she had an idea and tore the envelope open.
Spread out the letter paper.
[De Casimir is the sole survivor of the West Grant disaster.]
[His mother is De-Izabella, of unknown origin. She appeared in West Grant in the Ice Moon of 1957 and bought a tavern on Banyan Street for unknown reasons.]
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ps: I fell asleep leaning on the chair! I really didn’t mean to be late…
Chapter 70 Initiative
An hour later, accompanied by a screeching brake sound, a figure rushed into the inconspicuous door of the Wicker Bar.
"De Casimir is the only survivor of the West Grant disaster... and his mother's name is De Izabella?"
Sitting on the stool, to the right was the bed where Casimir was sleeping, and to the left was the black-haired woman who was still breathing.
Hitzfeld stared at the letter, which could not be shorter, for a while, then looked up and met Xia Yibing's gaze. They could see the astonishment on each other's faces.
The last name Izabella was not a common one. At least when she was still living on Flo Street and dealing with common people every day, she had never heard of anyone with that pronunciation in their name.
Regardless of whether it is exclusive to the nobility, it is at least very rare. And Nan Xinze and his group all knew an Izabella - the dream fairy they encountered on the first floor of the library in West Grant of the Dead City, a thing that was unknown whether it was an evil spirit or a human.
The relationship between that thing and Casimir is... mother and son?
There seemed to be no other explanation. Library, it was impossible for Nianlun to mention information that was irrelevant to the case at this juncture, let alone write it in this letter.
That means that no matter what that thing is now, she was once a human. And, well... she may have experienced human emotions, so there is Casimir.
