Considering that Xia Yibing had shown a talent in spiritualism since she was so young, she felt that there was a high possibility... that the other party belonged to a special race - just like Grimm, as a Southwester, had a strong resistance to mental stimulation, this race also had an outstanding side!
So from this perspective, can the case that occurred on August 1970, 8 really be regarded as a simple accident?
The letter mentioned a "code name," which is not a word that can be used to describe the case.
The code name of the operation is "Hatch".
The ancestors were from Aisha, a family that chose to move to the mainland.
A sudden tragedy that wiped out an entire family.
A girl who suddenly awakens and becomes a spirit.
Putting all the threads together, Hitzfeld could only conclude that everything that happened that day was premeditated.
Maybe it's an experiment together.
Perhaps the royal family did not trust these outsiders and needed to "screen" them before they could be recruited.
Once the truth is known to the person concerned, it will definitely tear open another exaggerated crack in her wound that has not yet healed! Instantly push her to the opposite position from the original one!
It is not surprising that one's mental logic collapses directly and turns into a corrupt person on the spot!
But this person...
summer……
Her identity shouldn't be important enough to be targeted by the enemy in this way.
Thinking of this, Hitzfeld clenched his fists, his nails almost digging into his flesh.
She knew that the woman was implicated by her.
Roaring Fragments.
When her left eye triggered the illusion of the torn pages, she gained that person's previous perspective.
But in the same way, if the power comes from the same source and both have divine blood, the other party may also obtain hers.
From that time on...she was noticed!
This should have been an independent secret, and even if it was to be revealed, it shouldn't be now!
It’s all because of dealing with Aisuen Hitzfeld that the secret is revealed at this moment!
It's all because of me.
It's all because of me -
Endless self-blame and regret surged up in Hitzfeld's mind, and all he could think of was the image of the woman putting on her coat and running into the corridor.
why!
Why didn't I hold her back?
Rushing into the hall, Hitzfeld suddenly stopped.
She stood there, closing her only exposed right eye, her lips slightly parted, her chest rising and falling, taking slow, deep breaths under the confused gazes of some of the agents and the two people who had caught up with her from behind.
calm.
This is an extremely cunning and dangerous opponent.
What has happened is already happening, and anger is useless... I have to see into my enemy's mind - has she considered that I will react at this moment?
Must have considered it.
Xia had just received the telegram, and the time was just right... By this time I must have found the relevant information, and as long as I saw that the date was related to Xia's case, I would definitely react, and the other party would definitely take my reaction into account.
So what could she get from my reaction?
My reaction…
As long as I knew these things, given my relationship with Xia, I would definitely rush out to find her as soon as possible.
So she wants me to leave the underground headquarters at this time?
Will there be an attack on me outside the headquarters?
The real target is me?
She deduced from the experience of shared vision that my eyes were also related to the Sun King, and she wanted to obtain this eye very badly?
It was a very reasonable guess, but Hitzfeld always felt that things would not be that simple.
She stood there to calm her breathing, constantly thinking, and constantly wondering what else had not been calculated.
During this process, Darent and the pink-haired nun stood by until Carlo and Torres arrived.
"What happened?" The two men clearly didn't understand the situation. "Why is she standing in the hall in a daze?"
Cybertron spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know either.
"Maps."
Hitzfeld suddenly opened his eyes.
"Tell me briefly about your findings today."
"Oh, my detective lady..."
"You do what I say--"
"Okay, okay~"
Darent raised his hand to show his helplessness, and started from when she said that the target of the Sunflower Against the Sun was the 'Eye of God' - that is, the mechanical sun. He talked about how she took him to the Dream Corridor, witnessed Grim's dream, and solved the mystery of the eternal life of the God's blood during the dispute. In the end, he found out that Grim was involved with the Corpse Oddity and locked him up... He briefly described all of this.
“It’s really eye-opening.”
Carlo and Torres were stunned by what they heard.
"We should have switched earlier - do you know how boring it is to look up information?"
"wait a moment."
Hitzfeld raised his hand.
"What did you just say? You saw Grim dreaming about eating at a restaurant he had never been to?"
"Yes." Darent nodded. "He obviously went to the wrong place and barged into a banquet prepared by others. The boss was also blind. He didn't recognize that he was not a guest and even prepared a chair for him."
"Are you sure that's a banquet for someone else?"
"of course."
"why?"
"Because many people are dressed in clothes that are either rich or noble, and that place is obviously not something they can afford. God knows how he found that place."
“What they eat.”
"Three-fresh bean soup."
The girl looked up suddenly.
"What is it?"
"Three-fresh bean soup, three-fresh bean soup, three-fresh bean soup."
Darent said three times: "...Are you satisfied?"
Hitzfeld did not answer him.
Her eyes were somewhat wandering, as if they were traveling through the void, and somehow she caught a glimpse of a very old opera poster on the wall opposite the hall.
[Mermaid Theatre, Saturday at 7 .
Plantagenet Company lead singer: Sheena Burawoy
Dedication
"The Queen Away from the World"]
"Xina...Xina-Brawley..."
At this moment, Hitzfeld's mind exploded.
Another inn in Elnak inexplicably closed down...forcing travelers to only have one choice: Sheena's House.
The production process of the three-fresh bean soup is so complicated that it doesn’t seem like a common delicacy at all.
Material requirements: lamb, beef, fish and potatoes.
Potato sprouts found on the edge of a cave marked by the author in The Ruins of Sicinna.
The relief carved on the roaring book board...three blurry foods placed on the plate held by the mysterious girl.
And the "delicious" ingredients she had personally experienced, which were eventually chosen to be presented to the basilisk -
liver!
heart!
And the human brain!
"So that's it..."
A blush appeared on her pale cheeks. In the eyes of Carlo, Cybertron and others, the smile on the girl's face was truly creepy.
"What happened?" Darent couldn't hold it in any longer. "Please explain clearly, my Lord?"
"If I'm not mistaken, isn't Alex the only one who went to the Dream Corridor for physical therapy today - or recently, to be exact?"
Hitzfeld asked him.
"How do you know?" Darent stared.
"I didn't tell you this part of the interrogation record!"
"That's right."
Hitzfeld continued to sneer, then suddenly turned around and walked back the way he came.
She already knew the man's true goal.
At the same time, she also found out...how Grim Alex got his amnesia.
Chapter 121 Redemption
Deeper underground, a human figure vaguely emerged from the almost pitch-black tunnel.
"who is it?"
Grimm was a light sleeper, and was immediately awakened by the slightest noise. He stared at the end of the corridor vigilantly, and gradually saw the shadow of a person slowly lengthening under the candlelight, and finally crossing the ground in front of him and disappearing into the darkness.
Along with the sound of footsteps, a gloomy face gradually emerged.
"Klenamis!" Grim breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was him.
Although this person has a rigid personality and is unlikable, and always follows Vesta around and does his bidding, he is at least a partner within the system.
And he...what he feared most now was that the news had reached the royal family. If Prince Gaunt knew about it and signed the transfer order, he would probably be transferred to Kevin Prison immediately.
Even Kevin Prison is not the end - Kevin is just a transit station. After all, criminals who are too dangerous cannot be kept in the royal capital forever. They will continue to be transferred to those lonely and cold prison fortresses far away from the world, which may be built on deep-sea reefs.
However, before Grim could relax for a few seconds, he reached the end of the other person's arm... perhaps there was cold light refracted where his palm was holding.
"boom!"
Kleinamis's reaction was far beyond his expectations. He fired the shot as soon as he noticed the reflection of the gun.
But instead of aiming at him, he turned around and looked behind himself.
Under Grim's horrified gaze, another shadow stumbled out from the shadows behind, holding a gun in one hand and covering his chest with the other, dark red liquid oozing from between his fingers.
"I never dreamed... that you would betray me."
He said this with great difficulty, and the figure's face was half revealed.
Gray hair and slightly sunken cheeks.
It was Vesta! The Director of the Internal Audit Department of the Security Bureau, and also the Acting Director!
"I want to know why."
His injuries were so severe that he could not stand. Vesta was forced to lean against the wall of the prison, trying to look up, trying to see the face that he had once placed high hopes on.
