She just couldn't understand it - before, they had to risk their lives when they encountered force majeure, which was fine. But why was it that sometimes there were safer solutions, but Aisuen still liked to do dangerous things.
"Watching me, there are more people protecting me than you and I can imagine..." Hitzfeld knew she was unhappy when he saw her expression, so he could only bite the bullet and explain a few words, "It looks dangerous, but it's actually very safe... Really."
"Really?" The woman lowered her head slightly, and pushed her against the wall in an oppressive manner, and asked her almost nose to nose: "Then how do you explain the gunfight with her at the beginning?"
She could believe anything else, but a face-to-face gunfight - bullets have no eyes after all.
"Didn't you find that the Nature Orb has greatly improved my athletic ability?" Hitzfeld was still trying hard, "Well... I had a hunch at that time where she was going to shoot... My reaction wouldn't be slower than hers..."
"But today is Friday." Xia Yibing pierced through her stubbornness, "Sixus also said that on Fridays, your spirit and reaction will drop to the lowest level... You are essentially taking risks and playing with your life."
Hitzfeld frowned slightly, and his expression gradually changed.
After all, he is the one who likes her from the bottom of his heart, and his words are full of loopholes in front of a woman.
But she also had a reason: "Don't you think our bodies are going to rust?"
"We have been locked up here... or to put it nicely, we are under care... for about half a year, right? During this time, we don't have to worry about anything. Every day, we either read books, eat, drink, and rest... Your training workload has also been reduced a lot, you have to admit it."
"But..." Xia Yibing was almost convinced by her, but she still didn't want to give in, "But we can take it slowly..."
"A crisis won't come slowly just because you don't want it to." Hitzfeld raised an index finger between the two of them, "I know my limits... trust me."
She had said this much, and it would be too harsh for Xia Yibing to pursue it further.
However, the woman also had her own way to make up for it. She continued to lean closer to the girl's ear and whispered soft and moist air: "You just said... the Nature Orb strengthened your 'movement' ability..."
They knew each other well, and as soon as she said this, Hitzfeld knew what she was fantasizing about.
I can only say that she is really brave. Now that the illusion is over, there may be people outside coming over to observe at any time, but she is still so close and intimate with her.
Unable to scold, but also unable to say anything to refuse, Hitzfeld could only punch the woman's shoulders twice, gritting his teeth as he watched her sneer at him.
Pushing her away, the girl quickly rushed out of the elevator. Looking around, she found that a large number of people, including the "mechanic" Russell, had gathered where Judith fell.
Smail arrived soon.
Not only him, but Javi also came quickly with the inspection team.
This speed was definitely premeditated. Those young men who were suspected by Hitzfeld to be on vacation quickly showed their professionalism. One by one, they took out their cameras to take pictures of the corpse, or asked to confirm the scope of the illusion and measure its specific data.
"I'm sorry for taking advantage of you without your knowledge." Javi rubbed his hands and turned to face the girl. "But everything has a price. I think you, as the Devourer, are well aware of this."
He didn't look playful at all now, as if this was his true face.
"You've revealed more than you thought." Hitzfeld kept staring at Russell over there. "Go downstairs later, I hope we can have a good talk."
"Bang!" The office door was slammed shut.
The scene changed and returned to Sixus's den. A few chairs were added here, with Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing sitting on one side and Javi and Russell sitting on the other.
As for Smail, he was neither a party involved nor a member of the same system. He had no position to listen in, so he could only use his greater grievances to train his subordinates - who had made them unaware of the illusion stacked up at close range.
"...That's basically the situation." Javi briefly described his plan, which was basically the same as Hitzfeld's expectation.
"The old royal party has been wiped out, but they are too large and their hidden power is so intertwined that it is impossible to eliminate them all in a short time. The Red Earth Incident is a good opportunity, so I discussed it with His Majesty and decided to use you as bait to fish."
"Judith is not a big fish," Hitzfeld said.
"She doesn't count," Javier said immediately, "but if she shows up and falls into my hands alive, my people can make her talk."
He is very confident, and this confidence is extremely contagious.
"I won't stay any longer." Javi stood up. "Interrogation, arresting people... She must have accomplices. Don't worry about these things. I will handle them very cleanly."
Hitzfeld stared at him for a while and roughly understood why Alvin trusted him so much.
"so……"
Javi left, and Hitzfeld—and everyone else's eyes—followed Russell accordingly.
"Can you tell me what a mechanic is, Mr. Igor?"
"Russell." The young man with glasses corrected her, "Igor is destined to become the dust of history. Please call me Russell - thank you very much."
"All right, Mr. Russell."
Hitzfeld was very satisfied with his cooperation, and he spoke again: "Mechanic is an existing profession. There are many majors like mechanical engineering in various schools..."
"It's just that I'm a little different from those workers wielding wrenches - I know a little more than them, and the craftsmanship is not of this era."
"From the future?"
"No, in the past."
"The Kingdom of the Sun God?" Xia Yibing asked.
Russell gave him an approving look and nodded slightly: "Yes...it is the Kingdom of the Sun God."
Someone who masters the lost technology from the past Kingdom of the Sun God and is able to specialize in its skills to manufacture and tinker with mechanical creations - this is the new meaning of mechanic, and it almost redefines the title.
He couldn't be talking nonsense, after all, they had seen the evidence.
The remaining mechanical hounds are not made with the technology of the modern era.
"When does it start?" Russell asked suddenly.
Hitzfeld was stunned at first, then stared at the mixed-haired loli with a stern look.
She immediately realized that Sixus had not disclosed other information.
"Well... this is actually what happened." Sixus used the tactic of drinking water to cover up his embarrassment.
"This, um, Mr. Russell."
"Because the work of separating the artifacts has been hindered, and I have already reported the relevant information...so it is actually a new solution."
"That's it..." She paused, then spoke slowly while the girl stared at her.
"He brought something... maybe... maybe..."
"It can suck out the natural orb."
"This is it--"
Russell's voice came from the side.
Hitzfeld turned his head to look at him, only to see him stretch out his right hand, take off his glove, and twist his entire hand off from the wrist like a bottle cap.
There was a mechanical structure inside, too. Tiny parts and cables were huddled together, and sparks jumped from time to time as he made rough movements.
Something was pushing outward from the inside of the robotic arm's wrist.
It was a brass cube.
There are many regular scratches on the surface.
It looks like a Rubik's Cube.
Chapter 9: Defense
"Cable."
"Scissors."
"Hemostat."
"Warm salt water."
"Bioline."
"Go call Molly to confirm the power supply. The voltage here will be under heavy load later, so someone needs to keep an eye on it."
"Conte..."
"And the rest of you, go get some more alcohol. These instruments need to be disinfected again. Don't be careless."
“Conte…!”
"What's wrong, Aisuen?"
He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the girl tied to the bed. Conte-Sixus thought she was nervous, so he reached out and stroked her forehead twice.
"Don't be scared, if everything goes well it might only take an hour."
I wasn't afraid at all.
Hitzfeld was speechless at her statement.
She already knew what these people were planning.
The brass cube brought by Russell has a mysterious name, called "Apis Cube".
The exact origin is unclear, but when they found it, it was tucked into a secret chamber in a prehistoric ruin, at the center of an extremely sophisticated box - stuck inside, with these words engraved underneath the table.
The function of the Apis Cube has not yet been fully developed. As far as they can grasp it now, it can absorb and store a large amount of energy.
Whether it is steam-powered heat or large amounts of electrical energy, it can absorb it. The energy reserve of an Extreme Cube unit can be consumed by a large city like Wayne for a day... This is actually very exaggerated.
Therefore, the Apis Cube is definitely a prehistoric secret treasure, and some even suspect it is a divine weapon. And Russell was obviously not qualified to carry such a treasure, all of which was to take out the natural orb from her body.
According to these people, what Hitzfeld will have to do next is to actively enter a dream.
As it happened that today was Friday, her mental resistance would be at its lowest. She had to subjectively find a target that she "wanted to observe" and immerse her whole mind and will into it, inducing the magic ball to appear on its own initiative.
"Why didn't we do this before?" She didn't understand at the time and asked.
"The drug treatment is not over yet." Sixus replied, "I don't plan to do this before trying all the combinations, because... forget it, you know these are useless."
So the reason for doing this now is that the drugs have been tested on me?
Hitzfeld almost had a question mark on her face - she had no idea what drugs she had been injected with, and the Nature Orb had absorbed all the medicinal properties!
If it were just that, she wouldn't be as nervous as she is now.
It’s all because of Sixus. What the hell is she asking for?
Gauze, scissors, hemostatic forceps... these are basically surgical equipment. How can someone tied to a bed not be nervous when hearing these terms? Hitzfeld deeply doubted it.
Sixus obviously didn't understand how much psychological pressure her "preparation just in case" had caused the girl. He simply comforted her with a few words and went to do the disinfection.
The only people left in the room were Xia Yibing, who was sitting in the corner waiting anxiously, and Russell, the mechanic, who was sitting opposite her and playing with the Apis Rubik's Cube in his hand.
"Can I ask you a question, Hitzfeld?" Russell suddenly spoke.
"...Okay." Hitzfeld tilted his head and looked at him, "I think you don't have to be so polite, Mr. Russell."
He couldn't say he saved her life, but he certainly helped Judith. Hitzfeld was always very patient with people in the same camp, and she didn't like being treated too politely.
"I have investigated many of your files and know that you have done many good things for Sarah in less than two years."
Russell's first words set her on edge.
Is he investigating her?
Was this his own idea, or did Alvin instruct him to do so?
"I noticed some details." Russell changed the direction he was facing, and a layer of reflection flashed across his lens. "That is... when you have to choose between justice and law, I found that you almost always chose the former."
“…I’m sorry, Mr. Russell, I don’t quite understand what you mean.”
"I also think these questions are meaningless, Mr. Russell." Xia Yibing was getting impatient. She wanted to hit him. "First of all, I doubt whether you have the right to investigate these. Secondly, even if you do, this matter has been concluded and there is no evidence——"
"You can find evidence if you want to," Russell interrupted her. "For example, she let two people go in Barwick. If you are willing to investigate, you will definitely find it."
"You guy..." Xia Yibing gritted her teeth and clenched her right hand in the air.
"Don't get excited." Russell just watched quietly without any physical reaction. "I'm not asking for accusations. Russell doesn't represent any forces or tendencies at this moment. I only represent myself. This is to satisfy my personal curiosity."
Xia Yibing didn't believe him. She pulled out the long Xia knife from the void and pointed it at his head from a distance of several meters.
"Xia... there's no need to do this." Hitzfeld hurriedly stopped her, "They are specially sent... and this kind of crime... it doesn't matter even if there is evidence to prove it."
Xia Yibing was silent for a while, let go of the light knife, and sat back down slowly.
Hitzfeld is right... In Balvik's case, even if we can find evidence to prove that she let two people go, so what?
The core factor that troubled the town, the curse of the evil god, had been eliminated. Her merits were greater than her crimes, so after the two offset each other, could she really be punished?
It's impossible no matter how you think about it.
"If you are just curious and want to know why I always choose justice over law."
Hitzfeld spoke again: "Then I will tell you, because I feel that I will have a guilty conscience if I don't do so."
"It's that simple?"
