Relax again.
"Our people should have arrived by now. Whether it's been cleaned up or not, there won't be any danger nearby."
"How is it? Do you want to go to Bedlake again?"
"Of course!" Hitzfeld gritted his teeth.
"Have you surrounded the museum?"
With Asfen's cleverness, she believed that the other party should have thought of the other party's target as soon as she found out that there were evil people keeping watch in the neighborhood.
In other words, the report he made should have indicated how important the museum is.
"Fishermen can only cast their nets, and whether they catch any fish depends on luck."
Asfen shrugged, took out a mask from his arms and put it on.
"Leave now?"
"I have to wait until she wakes up."
Hitzfeld looked at the unconscious woman.
The museum's discovery is important, but it is still uncertain.
And even if it was confirmed, comparing it with Xia's safety, she would definitely choose the latter.
After all, Xia Ke... but he would save her even at the cost of his own life.
It would be a lie to say that I wasn't deeply touched.
"She's your partner?"
Asfen looked at Xia Yibing and then at the girl and asked a strange question.
"No." Hitzfeld didn't even look at him.
"My partner is Maps Darent... the mid-level agent you assigned to me."
"Then why didn't you act with your partner?"
Hitzfeld looked up this time, but his one eye was full of confusion.
"……What do you mean?"
"I mean, any person, any group, they're put together for a reason."
Asfen said to her very seriously.
"Maybe it's a match in ability, or maybe it's a match in personality. Since Maps Dallent can become your partner, it means that objectively he is the most suitable for you."
"You shouldn't have abandoned him and kept going with this woman."
"It's not like I need your consent to choose who I'm with."
Hitzfeld didn't want to argue with him, so he suppressed his emotions and spoke in a low voice.
"Secondly, I didn't abandon Maps. We all acted together when there was a chance. This was just an accident."
"That's good."
Asfen didn't pursue the topic further. He just nodded and stood aside without saying anything else.
About ten minutes later, Xia Yibing woke up.
"How long have I been in a coma?"
Her first reaction after waking up was to find a gun, but she relaxed only after she had a clear understanding of the situation.
"And my injury..."
"I bandaged it." Hitzfeld interrupted, "Asfen came over after everything was done. You were unconscious for less than an hour, don't worry."
She wasn't sure if the puppet had a gender.
But since many of Asfen's accents tend to be male, it's understandable that women have privacy concerns.
"This injury is not serious."
After removing the bandage and taking a look, Xia Yibing smiled self-deprecatingly.
"I was unconscious for so long. I'm so useless."
Hitzfeld thought it would be better for her to rest for a while, or just go to the museum with Asfen, and she should go to the hospital to treat her wounds.
But Xia Yibing refused to agree. She claimed that she had suffered injuries several times more serious than this and there was precedent for fighting with injuries.
Hitzfeld couldn't convince her and could only let her go with him.
Put on your socks, leave a bag of money, and go out again.
Holding the umbrella they found in the corner, they quickly walked out of the alley and entered the spacious square avenue.
Walk straight 300 meters from here to the museum.
Hitzfeld saw military vehicles patrolling everywhere on the road.
The police, the army, the Knights of the Flintstones.
There are three layers of security inside and outside, and every intersection is blocked.
After showing relevant documents and arriving at the museum, they were led by an employee into the underground stairs, where they finally reached their destination - a storage room on the third underground floor of the museum.
"No one has been here before?"
Hitzfeld looked at the staff.
"no!"
The employee was a middle-aged man with a mustache. Hearing this, he answered with certainty.
"There were almost no customers on a rainy day... and it was late at night, so I'm pretty sure no one walked through the door in two hours."
"It's something unclean."
Xia Yibing asked.
"Did you find anything unusual?"
"This……"
When the employee mentioned "abnormal", he was a little uncertain. He frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I'm not sure... because I watched at the door for a while and then went to eat. But Guard Nante mentioned to me when he was changing shifts that the lights from the hall to the corridor were flashing at that time."
"He went to check it out?"
"He said he had seen it."
"Did he sit at his post and watch it, or did he get up and go over to watch it?"
"I think he went to check it out... He said he changed the light bulb and it was fine."
"Do you only need him as a guard?"
"Yes."
"So you're not sure if anyone slipped in when he turned to look at the light."
"This one……"
"Okay." Hitzfeld interrupted the conversation.
"Whatever the outcome, it has already happened."
"Instead of worrying about these details, it's better to worry about the other party still being inside."
Chapter 16 Clenamis
Hearing what she said, the employee with a mustache and the two plainclothes agents who followed him tensed up and aimed their guns at the door of the storage room.
The door was opened.
As they walked in, the group carefully and cautiously examined the carpet, trying to find evidence of intrusion.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find it, and the stall was covered with dust - because no one had been here for a long time. In this case, if someone had invaded, there would definitely be traces left on the dust surface. If there were no traces, it meant that no one had invaded.
"Could it be that... because we discovered it too quickly, they were scared away before they could succeed?"
A plainclothes agent expressed his opinion: "After all, no one expected Miss Hitzfeld to suddenly decide to come to this place. If I were them, I would definitely think that my plan was seen through."
"Don't rule out this possibility!" As soon as this statement came out, the other agent and the employee with a mustache nodded immediately. Especially for the latter, since no one broke in, he would naturally not be held responsible.
Hitzfeld ignored their conversation. One reason was that she didn't know the two people and she didn't want to get to know them; the other reason was that her entire attention was focused on these items.
What kind of items?
Vases, picture frames, sculptures, armor.
There are also many weapons, but all the objects displayed here have one thing in common: they are all dilapidated to a certain extent and no longer look like "old works of art."
"This thing..." Xia Yibing picked up a vase casually and stared at its burnt black surface. She was very surprised that she could tell by intuition that it was a vase.
The same is true for paintings and sculptures, with more than a third of the objects appearing to have been salvaged from the fire.
Oh, the word rescue is an exaggeration. It should be said that they were left to burn in the fire scene and then dug out. Only this description can best describe them.
Xia Yibing was a little skeptical. She didn't think these garbage had any value.
Come to think of it, if there is even a slight possibility that there are treasures left here, there must be wealthy businessmen and nobles who have set their sights on this place over the years, and there should be people coming to pick and choose from time to time. It is impossible that no one has been interested in it for so many years.
There is only one reason for this result, that is, they are really broken.
Especially the paintings that Hitzfeld had suspected before. Time has done more damage to paintings than other objects... Some of the sculptures and armor can still be recognized, but the paintings...
Most of the paintings are just metal frames, with some canvas glued to the inside.
As for the rest, the more central parts are all gone.
In this situation, let alone determining who owns the work, what good would it do even if we could determine it?
The damage was so severe that there was no information at all.
Hitzfeld did not give up. She insisted on collecting all the remaining frames together and taking a strong echolifier to try.
She wanted to force herself into that state and see if there would be anything that could irritate her eyes.
This was an absolutely stupid method, but she couldn't think of a better one.
"How is it?" Xia Yibing had been paying attention to her and came over to ask in a low voice, "Do you feel anything?"
Hitzfeld shook his head slowly, his eyes falling on the woman's left hip.
"It's okay, it won't affect my walking." Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows, "Then what should I do... just throw it away like this?"
She felt a little uncomfortable, she and the girl took such a big risk together. It was clearly determined that the current important target of the Eclipse Church was the storage room, which might be hidden among these garbage, but they were unable to pick it out.
"No rush." Hitzfeld was not surprised by the result, but she was not discouraged.
"Wait a little longer. Even if I have to stay here all night, I won't leave until I find a clue."
Time was to her advantage.
She had that nightmare on Friday, and was rushed back to Wayne at dawn, not far from the eternal night.
Once the clock struck midnight, she was confident that she could force the things out with the power of her left eye that she had been able to control slightly.
The premise is that no one disturbs her and no one thinks she should leave.
There was a noise outside the door.
"What's going on?" Xia Yibing frowned and looked outside.
Hitzfeld also looked up and saw a man in black wearing the same coat and big hat as Xia Yibing striding in, staring at her with a pair of cold eyes.
The man was over 180 cm tall, dressed formally, wearing long boots, and even had a leather belt across his waist that reached his left shoulder. When he turned his head to show his profile, his hooked nose like an eagle's beak was particularly conspicuous.
"Klenamis!" She heard Xia Yibing call out the other person's name in a low voice.
"Why are you here?"
"Wherever there is a problem, there is the lion in the shadow." Kleinamis showed a weird smile, "Since something happened in the museum, is it strange that I am here?"
"But you should..." The woman gritted her teeth, obviously very unhappy with him, "I don't believe this is Villefort's order. Do you have his transfer order? Show it to me!"
"Oh, I remember we seem to be at the same level, Agent Xia Sha." The other party didn't care about her scolding and reached out to straighten his collar.
"And since when do people from the Internal Audit Department need a transfer order from Villefort to act? I remember that the purpose of setting up this department is to balance the director's privileges? Even... to supervise to a certain extent?"
