Every time you reason with her, she can come up with another set of arguments that sound more reasonable. It's hard for you to tell whether this is a fallacy or not.
Where did she learn all this? Given her personality, shouldn't she just stand there like a wooden stick - or rush over to hug him?
Thinking of this, the desire to punish him faded. After Hitzfeld confirmed that the temperature on his face was normal, he moved the pillow away and said, "Tell me about your 'good candidate'."
"Ashley's math teacher." Xia Yibing quickly reported, "The substitute teacher."
"You mean Ms. Feti?" Hitzfeld raised his eyebrows, then relaxed them and nodded. "...If you put it that way, then there is really no one more suitable than her."
The two of them have made some progress in the Longguo group. The most important thing is that they are determined to "continue to respect the so-called profession."
This professional can be Sixus, Ms. Feti, or even themselves - as long as they are sure that the knowledge and experience they have mastered are sufficient to solve the problem, then they are certainly experts and are indeed qualified to dominate.
However, the strange incident that happened on Bartlett Beach once again involved the mysterious ocean. The two had little experience in that area or the ocean, so they decided to look for another "professional".
As for why it was Ms. Feti, it is easy to understand... because the literature and history class is a large class, which contains so many small classes.
The full name is "Culture and History". According to Hitzfeld's understanding, it includes language, geography, history, natural biology and many other things that look more like empirical sciences.
Therefore, Ms. Feti, who is proficient in this subject, must be familiar with the environment around Bartlett Beach. In the best case scenario, she can also point out the unique species in the sea area. Combined with the historical files of the town within Shadow Lion, they have more or less a direction for investigation.
Otherwise, why would they go there? Are they really just relying on their fame to become mascots?
Neither of them could do such a thing.
Then the next step is to discuss the details.
"But I don't know if Ms. Feti will agree..."
"She will." Xia Yibing let out a long breath and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Whether from the perspective of saving 60,000 people or from the perspective of obtaining a sum of money to support local education... I can't think of any reason why she would refuse."
She is the director after all. After the personnel arrangements are stabilized, her control over the bureau can only be said to be very strong. Although Shadow Lion's financial expenses in all aspects are indeed tight, it can still afford such a small sum of money.
The matter seemed to be settled. The next day, when Hitzfeld woke up from the bed in a daze, she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten the idea of punishing the woman.
The body was held in the arms of a pair of white arms, and the nose was filled with the mixed fragrance of the two. Because they were so close, one could feel from the slightest friction that the two were both naked. That kind of soft and smooth magical feeling... anyone who came here would probably be disturbed.
He got out of bed expressionlessly, looked down at the woman who was lying in bed, and played with the Ring of Desire.
Before leaving, she took the initiative to use the magic ring effect to sleep. It was because of this that the other party sneaked in.
But with her control over her body...it can also be understood as sensitivity. She can accurately feel what happened and what did not happen, even if several hours have passed.
The woman didn't do anything excessive, she just used her as a pillow and hugged her all night.
"Ah...you're awake..."
It was not known whether she was startled by the gaze or the two of them really had telepathy, but the woman on the bed half opened her eyes, pulled out the pocket watch from under the pillow in a daze, looked at it, closed her eyes and put it back.
"Well...it's not even six o'clock yet, you go ahead and I'll sleep for a while."
Hitzfeld frowned.
After about dozens of seconds, perhaps because the scene she accidentally glimpsed had been imprinted in her heart and could not be erased, Xia Yibing suddenly opened her eyes, trying to confirm whether what she had just seen was real.
But unfortunately, she missed the opportunity. Hitzfeld had already put on his underwear and a pair of white silk stockings. He was facing away from her and pulling the stockings up to his hips and tightening them.
Loss...
Xia Yibing slapped the pillow in annoyance. She had no desire to sleep anymore, so she simply lifted the quilt. Before she could sit up, she was hit by a pile of clothes.
"Don't be a hooligan even at home." The girl's voice came faintly, "Put on a three-piece suit before leaving the bed."
Grabbing the clothes and pondering them for a while, Xia Yibing grinned...the description of this three-piece suit is quite vivid.
But is she sure this isn't... that thing?
Obviously, the effect is more excellent...
Xia Yibing stared at Hitzfeld, looking her up and down from head to toe. The burning look in her eyes made her skin begin to turn red.
"What are you looking at?" Somewhat annoyed, Hitzfeld rushed over and covered her eyes with his hands. "Tell me directly, did you have a nightmare last night?"
This was not the first time she had been used as a pillow. She considered herself an expert in observing women waking up. According to the rules she had summarized, women who tended to stay in bed after waking up were basically having nightmares.
Of course, this situation has become less and less common. As the relationship between the two people quickly became closer, it seemed that his existence made up for some kind of...spiritual gap in the other party? In short, Xia became more stable and almost no longer had nightmares.
"Is it a bit...?"
Xia Yibing reminisced while putting on her clothes.
It is difficult for ordinary people to remember the content of a dream immediately after waking up, but she is an extraordinary person, and people with strong spiritual power can do it easily.
"I dreamed that you turned into a fish."
"fish?"
"Yes... I dreamed that you jumped into the sea... and turned into a fish... I also jumped into the sea to chase you... and I turned into a fish..."
"Then you kept swimming deeper into the sea, and I followed you. We kept diving and diving, and in the process it seemed as if we had become something else..."
Hitzfeld stared in surprise.
She originally just thought it was a bit strange that a woman suddenly had a nightmare, so she asked more questions, but she didn’t expect that it was not only related to the case but also so... weird?
"Coincidence?" she asked tentatively.
"It's more like a kind of spiritual communication." Xia Yibing shook her head and added: "My 'intuition' has always been very strong."
There are very few detectives who can even rely solely on "intuition" to find clues and solve cases. Xia Yibing couldn't say whether her intuition was stronger or weaker than theirs, but she had indeed been saved by her intuition many times.
As for spiritualism, it can be understood as "spiritual dream". It refers to people with particularly strong intuition and extraordinary people who skip all the exploration processes, remove all obstacles that may be encountered on the road, and get clues directly from the chaotic dream world and gray fog.
Many people think that this is a gift from fate. Xia Yibing will not worship it, but she does not intend to treat it casually either.
After discussion, both of them thought it necessary to dive into the seabed to investigate.
"And one more thing."
Lying on the woman with his legs apart, Hitzfeld lifted up the left side of his hair, revealing his enchanting golden eye completely.
"I want to take Lily with me...but I'm worried that Ashley isn't yet of age."
According to Alfred's description, the beach curse only works on underage children.
Although it is currently only effective for "people approaching adulthood", Ashley still has some time to meet this standard, but such things cannot be taken for granted. Who knows when the standard will be changed.
"Just throw it at the old house." The woman held her waist steadily, and looked at her with gradually blurred eyes.
"Kumuro will take care of her."
"We really need Lily..."
Chapter 8: On the Road
Ashley felt a little strange when she woke up in the morning because she didn't hear the stove in the kitchen as usual.
Lily was sleeping with her now. She took the big white dog downstairs and inspected the entire first floor and even all the floors. She was surprised to find that she was the only one left in the house.
"Woof woof!" Lily protested, holding the corner of her pajamas in her mouth and pulling her to the dining table, putting her front paws on the edge of the table, indicating that there was a note on the table.
Ashley picked up the note and the first sentence she saw was [Check the time].
She glanced at the clock in the living room, then her face turned pale in an instant. She immediately rushed upstairs, changing her clothes and packing her backpack.
I was almost done with tidying up, so I took my keys and went out with Lily. On the way, I continued to read the note: [But you don’t have to go to school today].
The high-frequency steps gradually slowed down on the street, and the strong girl's expression gradually changed from nervousness to disbelief, and then from disbelief to ecstasy.
She continued reading: [As you saw yesterday, your sister Xia Sha and I are going to go out of town to do some work. During this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to tutor you in your studies. You will live in the old house in Hitzfell Manor first. Walnut will be waiting for you there.]
"Yeah!" Ashley clenched her fists hard in a whispering tone, trying hard to suppress her excitement.
The Nutcracker Doll...that's Ashley Kay's best friend!
Well, Heath doesn't count. She now knows what a mother is and how important she is, but she is still willing to respect Hitzfeld... that's her mother Heath!
In short, even Aunt Xia Sha can't compare to Hu Tao. Hu Tao is not only always happy but also speaks well. There are always endless stories to talk about with her. It is much more comfortable than being tutored by Aunt Xia Sha...
[We asked for leave to help you adjust. You will of course have to continue to go to school. We have agreed with Hu Tao that she will drive you back and forth.]
"Let a puppet drive a car?" Ashley glanced at the pedestrians on the street and muttered, "I'm afraid she can't drive as well as I do..."
She still had to go to school - this news made her a little depressed, as she thought she would be able to play during the whole time that Heath's mother was away.
But it doesn't matter, she thought.
The most annoying Mr. Imo is already a little scared that she wants to change classes. At least there is still a kind and amiable Ms. Feti in the school, isn't there?
Her grades in literature and history were the best in the class, and since Ms. Feti liked her so much, at least her days at school wouldn't be difficult.
Then she saw the final bad news: [Let me tell you again, Ms. Feti will also go out with us, and your subsequent literature, history and mathematics classes will be temporarily taught by Mr. Yimo.]
"…I'm not having a nightmare, am I?"
After a pause, a burst of shrill screams suddenly broke out on Flo Street.
Ashley quickly turned the note over, trying to see on the back where Hitzfeld had left a note: "All of the above is a joke."
But no, not only that, it also said - [Give the note to Lily after reading it, she will remember my smell and will catch up with me].
“Even the dog is gone…”
Ashley slowly slid down against the wall, looked up at the sky, and felt that she had lost hope in life.
At the same time, in the office of the head of Muguo Public School, Hitzfeld, Xia Yibing, and Alfred were all present, staring at Ms. Feti who was flipping through the files.
There were only the three of them and Ms. Feti in the office. After all, it was class time and the other teachers were teaching.
"If you're sure I can help... that's fine with me."
After a long while, Ms. Feti put down the documents and gave a definite and not unexpected answer.
"On behalf of all the residents of Bartlett Town, I would like to thank you for your kind assistance." Xia Yibing led the other two to stand up and signaled Alfred with her eyes.
The old crow's face twitched, and he took out his wallet reluctantly, and took out an almost brand new checkbook and a pen.
"No need!" Ms. Feti knew what they were up to as soon as she saw their gesture. She took a step back in anger and said, "I am here purely for... who do you think I am?"
"This is not for you." Xia Yibing frowned and secretly switched to honorifics to talk to her, "We know your family is not poor, but this money can make up for the impact of your leaving the school. At least they can hire another literature and history teacher of sufficient quality."
This is indeed a practical problem. Hearing her say this, Ms. Feti relaxed her eyebrows and did not continue to insist.
She was a resolute person, and once she made up her mind, she did not hesitate. She signed an employment contract with them on the spot, and then they rushed to the principal's office with the check. It was almost lunchtime when everything was done.
"Woof woof!" When I walked out of the school gate, I saw Lily in the shade by the wall.
The big white dog pounced on Hitzfeld happily, and the girl had to grab her two paws to play with her, otherwise her white shirt would be in trouble.
"This dog is very smart." Ms. Feti raised her glasses. "I often see it waiting for Ashley at the school gate."
"He's so smart that he doesn't even look like a dog." Xia Yibing nodded.
Ms. Feti glanced at her and felt that there was something a little unusual between the two of them... and the dog.
"Nothing... Ma'am, it's getting late, let's just go to the station."
After comforting Lily, Hitzfeld glared at the woman implicitly.
You are jealous of a dog, and you are a bitch!
You are awesome, Chief Imaar!
Xia Yibing quickly looked away and pretended to be unaware of the situation and looked at the scenery.
"I'm not going."
Alfred dropped them off at the station entrance and stopped.
"I forgot to tell you... this is an optional mission... If you don't accept, there's another case over there at Wayne's place... I'll go to Bartlett... But if you accept, then everything will be the other way around."
This old crow!
Xia Yibing glared at him with gritted teeth.
How dare you fool the director?
Don't want to do it anymore?
She wanted to go up to him and say something harsh to him, but Alfred just stood there, smiling at her and glancing at Hitzfeld from time to time.
Look at Hitzfeld again.
She was wearing a black long skirt and a white shirt, which was almost becoming her trademark... The shirt had long sleeves, and she was not wearing gloves. She was teasing Lily with the sausages she had just bought. As she spun, her skirt fluttered, and from time to time, her delicate and lovely white silk ankles could be seen.
An absurd thought inevitably arose in the woman's mind.
