"Hitzfeld...Hitzfeld!!!"
"Do you know how I felt when I got there and saw everything?"
"Everything I believed in and cherished was destroyed before my eyes, all for the sake of keeping a secret! A secret that would make His Majesty unable to sleep or eat!!!"
"It's too late... It was already too late..."
He held his head and let out a sharp wail from his throat.
"Not only the belief... even I was brought back with me..."
"I was forced to be separated from my love... my blood... my memories..."
"So do you understand how much pain you have caused me?"
"Hahahaha—I don't think you would understand."
"Of course, you don't know that I buried those people."
"……It's you?"
After being hit by so many bombs in one breath, Hitzfeld felt dizzy.
The scene of the cemetery reappeared before her eyes.
Those tombstones engraved with familiar names and times...
Dilapidated courtyards, roofs, bridges...
Everything indicated that she was the only survivor. She once wondered - who buried them?
Who erected tombstones and engraved inscriptions on them?
… She had thought that it would take her a long, long time and a lot of effort to find the final answer. She never expected that the truth would come out so suddenly, and the enemy would take the initiative to tell it!
"The year we arrived in Namibia was 1943, so I engraved this time."
Doctor Mechanical said calmly.
"And you, Esun Hitzfeld..."
"As the 'pure flesh and blood' they finally chose, to bear the seal of evil in your flesh, I originally thought you were dead too."
"When I threw you into the coffin, I never thought we would see each other again today."
"And in this form... Fate is amazing, isn't it?"
“We are all different now than we were before.”
Chapter 70: The Golden Scale and the Two Secret Keepers
"boom!"
"boom!"
Dr. Robot walked down the steps.
Just by listening to the heavy footsteps, if you didn't look at his size, anyone would have thought he was wearing heavy armor.
"boom!"
The footsteps stopped in front of the girl, less than half a meter away from her.
"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"
Lily barked at him frantically, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he bent down and tried to reach out and touch her.
"Woo-!"
The big white dog was frightened by this action, and ran away with its tail between its legs, behind the hem of Hitzfeld's skirt, revealing its head and looking over here.
"Pet." The figure sighed, "I miss this life so much, but it's a pity that time can't be turned back, the best I can do is to replay it..."
"How do you feel about hearing these secrets, my dear detective?"
He looked down at Hitzfeld with his back to the light, slowly raised one hand, used two fingers to push back the hair from her forehead, and with extremely gentle movements, lifted her blindfold up to it.
In this way, her beautiful appearance was fully displayed and blossomed. Whether it was her fair face or her pair of expressive eyes, she seemed to have no secrets in front of the enemy.
In fact, there isn't.
Smiling bitterly in her heart, Hitzfeld could only say that the other party did not "disappoint" her.
She had anticipated today's outcome. The ominous sixth sense had been bothering her since two days ago, and she was mentally prepared to find out the mystery at any cost.
Including... giving his own life for it.
"If you told me all this just to make me more miserable, then you have succeeded."
She said, trying to keep her voice steady.
"But I hope you can let the others go..."
"No matter what you want to 'extract' from me, if your goal is to go back... killing them won't advance your plan."
She saw clearly that there was a high probability that she would not survive.
Doctor Robot, the Corpse Stitcher, the Secret Keeper's Agent.
The man standing in front of her... a monster, a weirdo made of mechanical parts, is fundamentally different from other evildoers.
Judging from the information we have so far, he doesn't care about those things that invade Namibia.
In the first flashback, he even called other evil followers "evil gods" in front of them. Someone brought up the name of "Ms. Harry" to pressure him, and he killed the other person without saying a word.
He was willing to do anything, even falling into depravity and joining the Sunflower Reverse - if she guessed correctly, he also took the path of "alienation" here and turned himself into a mechanical structure - all this was for the sake of returning home, back to Earth.
She guessed that it was destined that she would find the wooden box in the backyard. The Hitzfeld family chose Aisuen Hitzfeld to seal the divine eye. Although she didn't know what happened in the process of waking up and going to No. 12 Flo Street, judging from the fact that Dr. Mechanical was so crazy and hated "Hitzfeld", it was very likely that this family of secret keepers had launched a mysterious ritual for some reason - most likely under duress - and sent away all the supernatural factors on Earth.
This separated Dr. Robot from his beloved and possibly his offspring, which is why he considered it a betrayal and felt that his previous faith in the Goddess was empty and ridiculous, and so he abandoned his past self.
If that is the case, then time is synchronized and there may no longer be any supernatural factors on Earth.
Nothing matters, good or bad. As long as this dream can come true and Dr. Mechanical can return to Earth, even if he loses his extraordinary powers and becomes a mortal, he doesn't have to worry about any extraordinary people or evildoers in the world causing trouble for him.
So he actually doesn't have much conflict of interest with Shadow Lion and Sarah.
He doesn't care about the Eclipse Church's base in Namibia, or anything that happens afterwards. As long as they return to Earth, those things will have no impact at all.
She hoped to grasp this point and save her companion's life.
“What a kind statement…”
The doctor clapped his hands, "Ah~ Our genius detective is so beautiful and kind, I can't bear to do anything to you."
"It's a pity, isn't it? I already know everything and I'm prepared to die, but I find that I don't have much to cling to in this world."
"Eighteen or nineteen years old should be considered 'old' here, but you are not married, you don't even have a lover, and you don't even have time to leave a child."
damn thing……
He really wants me to suffer as much as possible...
Hitzfeld's face twitched and he couldn't help but clench his fingers into fists.
Most people are afraid of death, and she is no exception. It is very difficult to overcome the fear of death. She has always avoided thinking about her "beloved" things because she doesn't want her state of mind to be affected. She didn't expect that this fig leaf would be pulled off so roughly.
Of course - this guy didn't know. Even within Shadow Lion, there were only a few people who knew about her relationship with Xia Yibing - Dr. Mechanical could certainly say that, because in his eyes, she had never been moved and had never fallen in love with anyone.
I wanted to shoot him, but I had run out of oil bullets.
I'm afraid it will be useless if I hit that solid and strange mechanical body.
If Xia were here...
Xia Yibing's cool and pretty face appeared in my mind.
Do not--
But it was quickly denied.
Xia may not be able to defeat this monster.
Rather than dying with me, this is the best way...
"Pass!"
At this moment, lights came on on both sides of the dark space.
Hitzfeld looked up, his eyes wide.
She saw her companions.
Ashley, Leon, Baliu, Sheriff Rand... and Aman!
They were all tied by mechanical cables to a reclining, bed-frame-like device, with a number of pitch-black tubes inserted behind their heads, spewing green mist from their ears and nostrils.
"What do you want to do?"
Hitzfeld was stunned at first, then glared at Dr. Mechanical.
"You want to save people, I agree." The doctor nodded, "but the method must be specified by me."
"Snapped!"
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
There was a roar from the ground, and under Hitzfeld's uneasy gaze, a huge mechanical sun wheel rose from behind.
This thing is somewhat similar to the mechanical sun, except that it should not have the ability to fly or other complex functions, because it is basically a flat structure with a giant scale made of dark gold and golden gears inlaid in the hollow space in the middle.
A beating piece of flesh and blood is embedded in the groove in the middle of the giant scale. Most of it is integrated with the golden scale. The flesh and blood tubes emerging from the surface of the body are connected by cables. It looks both sacred and full of evil.
"This is the Mechanical Heart, the true crystal core of my kingdom. We need it as a witness."
said the doctor.
"I advise you not to think about blowing that thing up. Its heart can withstand the impact of a thousand horsepower, and its skin is so tough that you can't move it."
"What's the way you say it is."
Hitzfeld suppressed his thoughts and asked him.
"That's the way you solve cases the best."
"…Best at it?"
"What you call solving a case is backtracking?" The doctor snorted. "I will weave a new dream, capture my deepest nightmare and set the stage. Then we will go in together and duel in the way of the Secret Keeper."
"I do not understand……"
"We are all keepers of secrets!" the doctor shouted. "I was their agent, and you are Hitzfeld... We are all keepers of secrets... This is exactly how our confrontation should be completed."
"..." Hitzfeld stared at him for a long while and uttered a word.
"step."
boom!
Her feet vibrated and she took a step back, seeing a slender prism rising up from the marble below.
The prism rose to her chest and stopped, then its entire structure rotated back and forth like a Rubik's Cube, unfolding a metal box in front of her.
Inside was a roll of parchment and a pen that looked obviously very expensive.
She didn't move these things and looked up: the same scene appeared in front of Dr. Mechanical.
Two prisms and two metal boxes.
Two sheets of parchment, two pens.
"Write a secret on it," the Doctor reminded her.
"You write one, and I write one."
"After writing it, seal it in a secret box. You and I will enter the nightmare world. You will be in charge of the Dead Bone Ice Needle and play the role of my past self."
Hitzfeld stared at the parchment and looked up again: "Winning conditions?"
"You must try to change the fate of those people as much as possible before the nightmare ends." The doctor said, "You must prove to me that I am wrong - prove that someone else can do better than me! For every person you save, I can spare one of your friends."
"Is this the only way to win?"
"And another one is to guess what I wrote on the paper before the curtain falls on the stage."
"And all you have to do to win is guess what I wrote?"
