The scent can be smelled from ten meters away, and its appearance is neither human nor ghost. How can such a thing be hidden?
"Who else could it be but him?"
Xia Yibing was confused.
This kind of thing...Brichel is the only suspect, isn't he?
Why would anyone else do this?
Evil disciple?
The fact that Changxia has no effect on those monsters shows that they are natural creatures and there is no evil influence behind them.
Who else could it be?
What good is there for ordinary people to do such a thing... such a crazy thing? What's the meaning?
"Change your thinking."
Hitzfeld took another bite of the sausage, his pink lips glossy and shiny. "We have always been surprised that the murderer acted so quickly... We suspect that there are more than one of them, and that they have a means of communication similar to blood magic."
"Yes."
"But there is actually a method of communication that has the same effect as the Blood Spirit Technique as long as the distance is not too far."
"You mean..." Xia Yibing frowned, "You mean 'dream'?"
Yes, dream.
It is indeed possible to do so, and there are precedents for this type of communication.
For example, a Shadow Lion agent was investigating a group of evildoers. He discovered their exact location but was surrounded, and could not get the message out using ordinary means.
At this time, he can try to enter the dream world, wander quickly in the virtual gray fog world, find those companions who are well prepared... and are ready to contact him here, communicate with them, and directly send out all the information.
The limitation is that you need to be picked up by companions in advance, and the distance cannot be too far.
For example, when we were in the Crystal Sea, we were tens of thousands of miles away from civilized society. There wasn't even a building in the wilderness to serve as a landmark. If we weren't careful, we could get lost in the gray fog, which was extremely dangerous.
"If you count it that way, then everyone who was asleep at that time would be a suspect."
The woman shook her head.
They did the experiment until almost dark, and there must have been a lot of people taking naps in between, so many that it was impossible to count them.
It's just an idea, and we can make something of it.
"I haven't finished yet." Hitzfeld looked up at her, his eyes, one gold and one blue, glowing slightly in the dim candlelight. "It's the ocean dream I had back then... No matter how hard you try, you can't get in, right?"
"Why do you ask such questions?" Xia Yibing was helpless and pinched her leg.
After arriving at the beach, the two of them had been eating and living together, even taking the risk of falling into the pit together. If she had happened to fall into it once, would he not tell her?
"I might know why you couldn't get in... and why I was able to get in then."
Hitzfeld shrank back and quickly diverted the woman's attention.
"Woooo..."
Lily came over again at this time, looking at the grilled sausages and fish in her hands, and her dog tongue kept licking her mouth.
"roll."
Hitzfeld handed it two fish. It grabbed them, pulled away the skewer, and began to chew and bite them on the ground.
Then when she looked up, she saw a pair of deep eyes looking at her.
"summer……"
Twist the corners of your mouth.
"This...will get cold if you don't eat it now~"
"I can guess what you're going to say."
Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes dangerously, stretched out her hand, and gently, yet unyieldingly, put her arm around the girl's waist.
"I can also guess your next steps... For example, you must want me to help you collect some drug materials or information, and then you try to enter the dream yourself... and try to activate the power of that eye."
"That's why you borrowed those two books, am I right?"
Hitzfeld's hair stood on end.
Exclude the details and get it all.
Xia really knows her too well...
"You want to use them as a medium to trace back the light and shadow, and investigate what happened after Bricher-Atlans and Descartes-Lavos met."
The more Xia Yibing spoke, the colder her voice became, and the darker her face looked.
"Do you think I would let you do this? ... Let a patient, the person I care about most, take such a risk not long after he woke up from a coma?"
"Well... I think this saves time..."
The girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum.
"Hey!"
She let out a scream and felt herself being carried out of the bed by the legs.
"Go wash up."
This is an order that cannot be refused.
"I'll watch you wash."
"sleep after."
"We'll talk about it tomorrow if there's anything."
Hitzfeld opened his mouth in a daze and was carried by the woman to the rear cabin. He only started to explain when they were almost in the bathroom.
"But I've been sleeping for so long... I can't sleep anyway because my insomnia hasn't been cured~"
"No."
"Then I can't sleep, so I have nothing to do at night, just lie in bed and count the stars?"
"it's up to you."
"...You are so abominable, Chief Imaar."
He punched down with all his strength, and when the punch was about to hit his shoulder, he unconsciously slowed down his strength.
"I'll just think you're just being coquettish."
Xia Yibing grinned.
"it's up to you!"
Hitzfeld himself laughed.
He gave her a cold look and tightened his grip on her neck.
The few times he was treated domineeringly, all came from this woman without exception.
But she doesn't hate it.
...This feeling is pretty good.
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I overlooked a problem, that is, if I miss the review time, no matter when I send it, it may have to wait until the next day for the review to be displayed. . .
In total, it is 10,000 words, with four updates.
This chapter is not long, and I have almost finished laying the groundwork. Damn, I have to think about what to write next.
Chapter 48: Two-in-one Deduction
At dawn the next day, Hitzfeld looked at Xia Yibing's silent sleeping face, shook his head, dressed and left the cabin alone.
"Awake?" Xia Yibing woke up at the same time. She grabbed the girl and said, "Don't leave so quickly. I'll go with you."
Hitzfeld nodded, said nothing, and stood there waiting silently with the woman.
The two washed, changed clothes, and continued to discuss today's plan. They finally decided to first deal with the materials and tools to be used next.
"Am I right?" While waiting for Sixus to come, Xia Yibing sat on the edge of the bed, petting the dog and asked her, "Do you really suspect..."
"I don't want to." Hitzfeld interrupted her with a shake of his head, preventing her from saying the name, "but the problem is that this person is the most suspicious from many angles."
"That's what I mean." Xia Yibing pondered for a few seconds and had to admit that what she said made sense, "But as you said, there is insufficient evidence."
"Then we are now on the way to find evidence."
Hitzfeld laughed, reached out and picked up a freshly written note on the table and handed it to the woman.
"Give it to Connie."
"What's this."
“I still need to make something to verify the idea, as I need the tools and materials to make incense.”
"...You won't sneak away by yourself while I'm away--"
Xia Yibing glanced at the two large books stacked on the table.
"I swear I won't!"
"That's good."
The woman picked up her windbreaker and walked to the door, "I'll be back soon."
After thinking about it, she turned around, squatted down, and pinched the big white dog's face hard.
"If anything happens here, just scream loudly... Do you hear me?"
"Woo..." Lily struggled to break free from her, shook off all the hair on her body, and barked loudly at her.
"silly dog."
Shaking her head, Xia Yibing pushed the door and left the cabin.
She left, and Lily stopped calling. She actually remembered the other party's instructions, and looked back like a girl, lying on the ground blocking the door, looking like she didn't intend to let her go through there.
Hitzfeld had really not planned to go out. She came to the table, looked at the two books carefully, picked up the one she hadn't finished reading yesterday, opened it, found the end of the first chapter that she had read carefully yesterday, and continued reading with relish.
Shaking her head, Xia Yibing pushed the door and left the cabin.
She left, and Lily stopped calling. She actually remembered the other party's instructions, and looked back like a girl, lying on the ground blocking the door, looking like she didn't intend to let her go through there.
Hitzfeld had really not planned to go out. She came to the table, looked at the two books carefully, picked up the one she hadn't finished reading yesterday, opened it, found the end of the first chapter that she had read carefully yesterday, and continued reading with relish.
This book is truly a treasure.
Marine life is captured and cultivated in a laboratory to simulate the living environment of marine life. Based on the observation of the survival and survival of marine life, it is inferred that they actually live in a similar environment on the seabed - in this way, a life zone similar to the deep sea can be relatively deduced.
She took a piece of paper from the side, opened the book, and began to copy on it.
[The shadow of light.]
[Deep-sea monsters glow, but what humans see are the luminous organs that have fallen off their bodies. That is to say, when you see the outline of light, the real monster has already escaped into the darkness, or even is right next to you.]
This is a phenomenon that is particularly emphasized in the book, and is even mentioned between each chapter. Hitzfeld paid special attention to this when he flipped through the book yesterday, so this is the first thing he recorded.
then……
[Abyssal plains: The author speculates that there are usually abyssal plains formed by the accumulation of marine snow below 3000 meters in the sea, which is the same phenomenon mentioned by Ms. Feti. It takes 18-20 days for marine snow to fall, and it is usually composed of the remains of organisms on the sea surface and in the middle waters. The abyssal plain is the land formed by the remains of animals.]
There is nothing much to say. Ms. Feti mentioned this concept. This is basically the same as the author's reasoning. Although they have not really seen what the deep sea plain looks like, the marine snow in the shallow water and middle layer areas... Through the falling rate and density of these things, you can determine it by just calculating the ideal model.
Then there is the [Brine Pool——]
Hitzfeld picked up his pen and wrote again.
Brine pools refer to methane from the earth's core that gushes out through the cracks of submarine volcanoes. They are compressed into liquid compounds by water pressure, forming high-density brine, which sinks to the bottom and cannot float up because it is heavier than seawater. Over time, a condensate pond is formed.
She currently doesn't understand why this thing was written down, because according to the author...
Well, she wasn’t sure whether this was Bricher’s or Descartes’ idea, so she just called him “the author”…
According to the author's description, there is no life in this deep sea pond.
There's nothing in here.
