"How did Aisha fall?" she asked with a straight face.
If we want to prevent tragedies from happening again, we must at least know how to prevent them.
"Don't keep asking such big questions!" Baliu was left speechless.
"You do not know?"
"How did the gray fog completely invade the human world? If I knew this, do you think Your Majesty would still be so afraid of it?"
"What about Angelo?" She kept asking, "Angelo fled there from Elsa, right? As a member of the Sea God family, their status in Elsa Continent must be high, so they must know a lot of inside information."
At the same time, she wondered in her heart whether the relationship between Angelo and Elsa was revealed by someone from the other side or whether Sarah had known about it for a long time.
After all, the Line 4 train departs from Wayne and heads for the South China Sea. No matter what Yanke Tompley secretly discussed with Sarah as an envoy, the transaction behind it should have been finalized long ago.
The Palace of White Shadows...what would Alwyn promise?
Provide asylum to the hidden Aman Angelo? Help him restore his country?
Or do you want to squeeze out more secrets about the mythological era and the destruction of Elsa from him?
If you are not in Wayne, it would be extremely difficult to infer the truth from the surrounding gossip.
However, Casimir's habit did remind her, and judging from the news published in the Wayne News, the anecdote introducing the legendary ranger, Hitzfeld felt that it was both.
"Don't ask so many questions, detective!"
As expected, as she asked questions that went deeper and deeper into the political center, Baliu's expression turned unhappy.
"When you become an official, someone will tell you about these things. You also understand how much attention you have paid to others recently, right? We have sent more people to protect you, but don't make them angry..."
"I don't think I crossed the line," Hitzfeld grinned.
"Just understand, Bariu, now it's not me who is begging you, but you who are begging me—"
She was sure that the initiative was in her hands.
Perhaps the White Shadow Palace had not expected that some people would be so bold as to kill people without even waiting for Line 4 to leave Blackwood City, that is, to completely leave the radiation range of the royal capital.
The person they killed this time was Yanke Temple, who was just a messenger of Goliath and there was still room for him to turn around later.
But if he was the most important person in this case, why were they so nervous that they sent Li Ang to look for her right after she died? And they even made up an excuse to take her to make money?
Yanke Temple is dead anyway, isn't he?
The Goliaths can hardly protect themselves. To put it bluntly, Goliath is not even a sovereign state now. What qualifications does it have to put pressure on Sarah on this matter?
Since he's dead, no matter whether the follow-up is to find the murderer or to investigate the instigator, these can be done slowly and there's no need to rush.
So she concluded that Yanke-Templey's death was not that important.
What really mattered was what lurked in the shadows, what she had read in the papers.
The murder process may not be over yet.
And she is the only person they can count on in the short term.
"Why don't you just tell me directly?" She took a step forward, staring at the tree man's face with her blue one eye, "Where is Aman Angelo now?"
Faced with this kind of pressure, Baliu was shocked.
She had never seen such a human being.
She's obviously just a detective, even if she's the Devourer...how did she manage to be so calm while talking to the mysterious being?
Not like any ordinary person, and not like any other agent.
It wasn't as if she was drawing on any mystical power.
More like in...
Go with it!
No one knew the impact that Balyu was suffering at this moment. In Ashley's eyes, this tall treeman warrior was forced to retreat several steps by her little mother Heath and was unable to withstand the latter's edge at all.
So handsome——
Ashley couldn't help but exert force on her hands.
I want to be like Heath in the future!
"Woooo..."
Poor Lily, the Sheldon was lying there comfortably while she stroked his fur one second, and the next second he was being strangled so hard that his tongue was sticking out.
"If we knew where he was, Your Majesty wouldn't have to send me here..."
Having his momentum taken away, Balyu completely cowered and began to tell her the real secret.
"You not only have to find the murderer who killed Yanke Temple as soon as possible, Hitzfeld, but the one we really need to pay attention to is Aman - he is the first target of those people!"
Sure enough.
Hitzfeld curled his lips again in the backlight, knowing that she had guessed everything right.
"That is to say," she said casually, "there are indeed some people, some people whose names cannot be revealed for now, who planned this assassination."
"Yes."
"The recent abnormal wanderings of the Xinde Village gang are related to these people. They may have instructed them to look for Aman."
"Yes."
"The underground gangs in Blackwood City may also be given similar tasks."
"Yes."
"I don't understand—" Hitzfeld opened his hand, "Why not just offer a reward for Aman?"
In the current situation, the White Shadow Palace has obviously lost the whereabouts of Aman. The competition now is about who can find Aman first. This is not only related to the survival of Goli and the Plantagenet Dynasty, but also to the secrets held by the Angelo family.
Wouldn't it be better to just offer a reward and ask the citizens to help find it?
With a root network, are they still afraid of being overtaken by the enemy?
"If it were you, you would have guessed this..." Bariu folded her hands and rubbed them together, "Kuroki is too close to Wayne."
"So close that you're too lazy to put too many tree men here?"
"……exactly."
After all, Kuroki City is a city that just experienced an evil disaster not long ago and is still recovering.
Many residents here were brought here from other areas, and a lot of grass-roots work had not yet been implemented, which might also include extraordinary organizations such as libraries.
Their negligence is understandable because, according to experience, areas where evil disasters have just broken out will not have any problems in the short term.
After all, being able to survive an evil disaster means that the source of the disaster has been eliminated.
Without the means to fight against the Sara royal family and several Ash Legions, is the evil disciple stupid or crazy to stay and continue to cause trouble?
It just so happened that other places also needed manpower, so this loophole was left.
I guess it's just the darkest place under the lamp.
Hitzfeld felt that there were too few people available to the royal family.
This is not a good thing, and she knows why it happens - tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people get into trouble at any time, and the base number is not enough, not to mention that the death and injury rate of extraordinary events has remained high.
The agents themselves may also become corrupt.
If possible, Irwin wouldn't want to count on me...
Feeling how heavy this burden was, Hitzfeld said seriously, "I need all the intelligence information you have about this person."
"Okay." Baliu nodded, "You deserve it."
"Has Aman been to Wayne before?"
"We guess that he has been there and that the messenger knows him."
"So you didn't see him in Wayne..."
Hitzfeld lowered his head and muttered to himself.
Then she looked up suddenly.
"I'm curious, what would you do if I didn't notice Aman? Would you continue to hide it from me?"
"Yes."
"why?"
“This is Director Imaar’s request.”
Baliu's answer was unexpected.
"She said she didn't want you to be dragged into this without knowing it."
Chapter 23 Means 1
That's exactly what that person would do.
Hitzfeld was stunned at first, then a warm feeling surged in his heart.
In the eyes of Baliu on the opposite side, her expression was charming for a few seconds - of course, the tree man didn't quite understand all this, she just thought she suddenly became more beautiful.
"Then rest." Then she heard the girl say, "It's getting late, everyone rest and start working on these things tomorrow morning."
Baliu looked a little strange.
She had heard of the Devourer's fame and knew that she didn't need sleep.
Although the Tree People are an alien species, they also need to rest. She was very happy that the other party, as the person leading the progress of the case, was willing to give her rest time.
I thought he would be the kind of guy who would drag people into a night of conversation just to show off his authority, but unexpectedly, he turned out to be quite pleasing to the eye.
Ignoring Ashley's request to continue listening to the story without taking a break, Hitzfeld saw Barrie sitting alone in the corner, and he moved his chair to the side of the fireplace, reading a book by the firelight while giving them precautions.
The next day, as the sky was slightly bright, Hitzfeld opened his eyelids, which had been keeping him from sleeping, and the world in his right eye seemed to be covered with a black cloth as well.
The fire went out about two hours ago, leaving only a pile of charcoal to keep the room warm.
After walking over to fiddle with the stove for a while, Hitzfeld returned to the table and looked outside through the thick glass and iron bars. He could vaguely see a thick layer of snow on the ground.
This thickness must have been caused by overnight rain.
She pouted.
It seems that the way back will be more difficult.
He went out and grabbed a handful of snow to wipe his face to relieve fatigue, and then used his fingers to scoop up some water to clean his mouth. Having satisfied his sense of ritual, Hitzfeld felt refreshed again and was sure that he had enough energy to greet the new day.
Others couldn't imagine her being so wild. Ashley didn't know if she was too excited or overworking her brain, she slept until it was completely light and didn't want to get up. She even talked in her sleep while hugging the quilt.
"I'm surprised you would keep someone like this around." Baliu commented while sitting at the desk.
In her opinion, this overly tall girl was a burden. She didn't care about her background, she just hoped that she would not get in the way during the operation.
"She has been living in the wild before, basically living in a primitive tribe." Hitzfeld was studying the hand-woven straw mat in the corner, and turned back to look over there when he heard this.
"So she likes to stay in bed. She couldn't enjoy the soft bed and quilt before."
"Everyone wants to enjoy." Baliu disagreed with this statement, "But everyone knows whether they are qualified to enjoy it."
"Are you envious of her?" Hitzfeld asked.
"No!" Baliu quickly denied.
"Baliu." Hitzfeld said seriously, "Can you tell me how the tree people reproduce?"
"You asked an extremely rude question, Detective!" Bariu glared at her fiercely, "Will you describe the mating process of the human race in detail with the alien race?"
"If you only consider it as an academic question, why do you have to refuse it?" Hitzfeld thought this mother tree person was very interesting. "So each of you also has a family and parents?"
"..." Baliu stared at Charcoal expressionlessly, seemingly ignoring her.
"So you have parents." Hitzfeld continued, looking at Ashley on the bed, "If you knew where she came from, you wouldn't envy her."
"I told you I'm not envious!"
"I know, I was just making an assumption."
It's really interesting.
After the tests and communications from last night until now, Hitzfeld determined that Barriu's age - according to the standards of the tree people - was very young.
