He didn't notice that Sheriff Rand's expression changed slightly when he heard these words.
Suddenly - and no one expected it, the sheriff also dived into the darkness ahead, undoubtedly to pursue the murderer.
"Boss! Boss!"
Neither of the two police officers stopped Mike.
As it was their job, they could only apologize and run away after the sheriff.
"Are they crazy!?"
Ashley stared ahead with her mouth open.
Even she knew... recklessly advancing into enemy territory usually doesn't end well. These people aren't even extraordinary beings, right?
How dare they?
To die?
"Go and help him."
Then came the following words.
"His?"
Ashley looked at Hitzfeld, and the expression on her face...visibly showed her worry about her condition.
"But you look like this..."
"I don't have much strength left, and I'd be a burden to catch up."
Hitzfeld lowered his head and covered his face with his hair, trying his best to keep his voice steady.
"So I...stay here..."
"Go chase him..."
"Go help the sheriff to avenge..."
"Will there be no danger here?"
Li Ang walked up to her, bent down, and tried to read her expression.
He is quite a smart guy.
So he was more or less aware that something was not right with the girl.
"Tell me the truth, Hitzfeld."
He asked her word by word.
"What happened just now?"
For a moment he almost thought he saw her lip curl downward.
His lips were turned down, his teeth were clenched, and his facial muscles were twitching slightly, as if he was about to cry at any moment.
But in the blink of an eye she raised her head, her eyes frivolous, the corners of her lips raised, with a slightly sarcastic look.
"I have destroyed its key core. Most of the functions of this 'mechanical kingdom' have ceased to function."
"If you can't even deal with a robot that can't spit fire, and you need a sickly person like me to help you, then I'm going to suspect that you were kicked out of the Cornerel family... because there is something wrong with your ability."
"Who are you looking down on!?"
Li Ang exploded.
Now that things had come to this, he decided not to say any more words to the girl. He pulled Baliu and the others and ran forward.
Ashley is still here with me.
She still wasn't too reassured about her stepmother Heath.
"You go too."
But Hitzfeld wanted to drive her away too.
"You want to be a Flint Knight, and this battle is the best experience for you."
"Show them what you can do."
"It won't be dangerous..."
"I do not know either……"
"Heath..."
Ashley still didn't want to leave.
She had a feeling—she couldn't tell why, but she just felt it—that Heath was at his most vulnerable.
Is it really okay for me to leave?
Miss Baliu is so capable, having her there should be enough.
Would it be better for me to stay with Heath...
"Don't you understand me?"
Hitzfeld's expression turned cold.
"Don't stay here!"
“And this dog!”
"Take them together!"
"Woooo..."
The big white dog seemed to sense something. It lowered its head and licked her boots, tears dripping from its blue eyes.
"leave--"
But Hitzfeld was not moved at all, he even turned his back and was reluctant to even look at her.
Helpless, Ashley could only take Lily away.
Even if you look back every few steps.
Even though she had a feeling this was not a good thing.
But this was Heath's firm demand.
Finally, peace returned here again.
……
This silence did not last long. Soon, accompanied by a loud creaking noise, the huge mechanical wheel rose from the front. Pieces of parts were pulled together by ice crystal threads, and a high platform was built in front of her.
Like scaled-down building block toys, they piece together the prototype of the world.
Mountains, rivers and plains.
A double-track train running across the wilderness.
Hitzfeld looked up and saw three mechanical men wearing police hats being pieced together from the parts.
Simple gestures were used to depict the expressions on their faces, and it was clear that the man in the police hat in the front was extremely angry.
Then there were more little figures... some looked like Leon, some looked like Baliu... and in the end there was even a puppy made with pure white parts, lying there so lifelike.
All the little figures' faces are facing the top of the mechanical fortress.
There, a little mechanical man in a cloak stood facing the wind, with gears embedded on his face and chest.
They began to perform a childish and funny puppet show.
Bullets, explosions.
Black flame and ice.
Then, at the moment when the opera was about to reach its climax, the overall background of the stage play - the huge roulette wheel inlaid with the golden scale, rose up a little, exposing the still beating heart embedded in it.
Hitzfeld looked at this scene and smiled.
She raised the gun and aimed at the heart with trembling hands. Her body was stiff, but the barrel of the gun surprisingly did not shake.
She was distracted again to watch the stage.
Small mechanical centaurs wielded weapons and guarded the boss, but they could not withstand the arrows shot by the vine centaurs and were torn apart one by one.
The little man in the police hat who was at the front raised one hand and faced backwards as if shouting. They charged towards the mechanical throne, and victory seemed to be just around the corner.
The other mechanical puppets went crazy.
They took out their musical instruments, clapped their hands and stamped their feet, and cheered wildly on the train, watching the little man in the police hat about to rush onto the throne.
"boom--!"
There was a gunshot.
Some people knelt down and sat on the ground.
The noise of the stage play could no longer be heard, and only sobs echoed in the darkness.
This is only natural.
She was Esun Hitzfeld.
If she had to choose, she didn't want to be on that stage.
The wind was too strong and the snow was too cold.
She didn't want her tears to freeze.
Chapter 80: See the Ice Needle Again
The ice moon of 1985 came with wind and snow.
Heavy snow fell in Port Wein, and people on the street began to wear the thickest clothes they could find at home.
However, although they are always in a hurry, one can still observe that there is a sense of joy and peace in the wind and snow.
Because this month is almost over and the New Year - 1986 is approaching, those who can afford it have begun to collect supplies on the market, hoping to have a good year when they reunite.
With this as the backdrop, there was a knock on the door of 221 Iris Street.
Oh, it was the doorbell at first. But no one answered the doorbell, so the visitor banged on the door impatiently, shouting, "Hitzfeld! Hitzfeld...!?"
"Stop filming, she's not here." A voice came from behind him.
The visitor paused, turned around, and saw that a sloppy old man in a long windbreaker appeared behind him at some point.
"who are you?"
"Oh... I am your senior. Young people are still so hot-tempered in winter. It seems that your lung problem has not been solved yet."
"You actually know this?" Li Ang was really surprised. He stared at him with wide eyes, and suddenly seemed to remember some urban legend.
"Wait, you're Alfred? The old crow?"
"To describe me in this way... Little Hitzfeld would never do that." Alfred's mouth twitched. "Did Xiasha Imaar tell you that?"
"No." Li Ang certainly wouldn't betray his boss. "I heard it when I was returning to the bureau to hand in a mission. I forgot who it was."
"Stop talking nonsense." Alfred stared at him fiercely. "This damn place has been closed for half a month. What are you doing here?"
"closed?"
"Didn't you see the sign outside was covered with cloth?"
"I thought it was just for decoration..." Li Ang shook his head, his face looking puzzled, "I wanted to change it to something bigger and more conspicuous..."
"There won't be a bigger one." Alfred also shook his head, "I think she doesn't want to do it anymore."
"Ah?" Li Ang was even more surprised and hurried over. "You have been the spy here all the time, right? Did you see her when she left? Do you know what happened?"
"I don't know." Alfred looked very single. "It's not like I went on an adventure with her... But I did see her packing a lot of things to take with her. I don't think she will be back in the short term."
"Let's go on an adventure together..." Li Ang frowned and fell into deep thought.
"So why are you here?"
"Send invitations." Li Ang took out two invitations. "I and a girl...who I've known for many years...are getting married. I wanted to invite her to come over and play..."
"Then do you know where she is now?" He suddenly changed the subject. "To be honest, she worked with us on the last mission, and we all noticed that her last state was very abnormal."
