So how did they control him?
Luger's heart skipped a beat.
In fact, this speculation is too chilling - at this stage, all the detectives who know the context think that alcohol has affected Rossi's mind. Because of this, everyone consciously abides by the prohibition and does not drink.
But what if alcohol isn't the culprit?
So how did they control him? And how come the other two people who were in the room at the time were fine?
"No one said they are okay." Xia Yibing stopped and looked over.
"No one can make that judgment yet, you know what I'm saying."
"Yeah. I know."
Ruger's eyes began to wander as he was flustered. The observation lens in his hand was not accurate, and even Ruger himself didn't know what he was looking for by moving the lens around.
However - it was precisely this state that made him discover the abnormality.
"Chief!" he shouted, "Hurry up and take a look at this!"
"Any problem?" Xia Yibing walked over and watched him make way for her.
"There's something wrong with the lens!" Ruger gestured to describe it to her, "It's not the outside! It's the inside! I feel like there's a spot of blood!"
Xia Yibing leaned over to take a look, but didn't seem to find anything wrong.
"Swing the camera more and faster!"
Xia Yibing did as she was told, and this time she finally discovered it - the tiny black dot was too small, so it had to be moved like this to be visible in contrast with the rapidly rotating background.
It is obvious that something dirty has fallen on the lens. There are two possibilities: it is outside the lens or inside the lens.
The woman knew how to operate this thing. She simply turned another handle to block the view to the outside, then took out a magnifying glass and a small flashlight and began to observe the internal lens carefully.
There is a small black dot on the left side of the lens, at the very lower left and very edge.
In the absence of any breakthrough in the case, any discovery was very gratifying. She immediately asked Ruger for a cigarette, pressed it on it, twisted it out, and carefully sealed it in a bag.
"Does this count as a meritorious service?" Ruger wiped his sweat and asked carefully.
"Okay." Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes and stared at the small black dot on the cigarette butt.
"If it is really a blood spot, you have done a great job."
Luger was stunned at first, then he shuddered suddenly.
Combined with the topic they were just discussing, that is, "people in the safe house are not necessarily safe", the discovery of this "blood spot" is really unsettling.
He began to wonder why there was a blood spot on the lens.
The lens can only barely fit into half of the eye socket, which is undoubtedly what the observer left when staring at the lens.
Otherwise, it would be impossible that there are blood spots only here. There should be some outside and on the floor as well.
But such a small blood spot, what kind of injury caused it?
The amount of bleeding was too small. A burst eyeball and bleeding was a scary thing in itself, but if that was the case, would it only splatter this much?
"It's possible that it was erased."
He vaguely heard someone reminding him.
"Don't forget that it's in a very crooked position. This might be a rare oversight... someone overlooked this tiny corner when cleaning up the tracks."
But if it was erased...
Luger stared—doesn’t this mean that something has happened to at least one of the two people who survived in the safe house?
This is obvious, because the only people who have the time and motivation to do so are Gare and Lille.
Didn't they close the door in time?
Those things came in?
And they were influenced?
"Imagine that they didn't have time to close the door, and one or all of them were mysteriously contaminated and controlled, and then they spent the next dozen hours fighting this thing."
The reminder sounds continued.
"Then, one of them was frightened half crazy by what he saw. Perhaps it was in this state - of course, it could also be the thing that frightened him crazy - that they rushed to the camera and tried to peek at something through it."
"Luger, when you sealed off the scene, did you record the exact angles where the two lenses finally stopped?"
"Luger...Luger-Mendy!"
"Ah!...Yes!"
Ruger was awakened, and frantically pressed around on his body, finally finding a folded piece of paper from his inner pocket, which he pulled out and handed to the young director.
Xia Yibing took it.
This is the record report after the scene was cordoned off.
The content is very detailed and all possible considerations are taken into account.
All I can say is that the detectives on Dongquan Island may lack case experience, but they are indeed the most professional.
Ignoring the confusing records in front, the woman quickly flipped to the middle and found the last angle value of the two observation telescopes. She adjusted the lens little by little according to the value until the angle was completely consistent.
In other words, the place they are targeting now is the two people who were in the safe house at that time, and they ultimately control the camera to spy on that place.
Xia Yibing first stared at the rear-controlled camera.
The barrier was opened, and what appeared in the camera was a research institute with white stone exterior walls.
Let’s go back to the camera where the blood spot was discovered. It was also aimed in the direction of the research institute.
Imagining that scene, Xia Yibing got goosebumps.
"Eternal Night..."
Biting her lip, she thought again of the potion that Hitzfeld had given her.
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Happy New Year~!!!
Chapter 46: Potion
"Spiritual Enchanting Agent No. 1... Pet Special Edition, is that what it's called?"
In the afternoon, Xia Yibing locked herself at home to reply to and read the last letter sent by Hitzfeld.
That is the letter with many small medicine packets attached - the potion mentioned in the letter that can be used on Black Owl is called this name. As long as the potion is successfully made and her blood is added to it, she will be able to communicate with Black Owl and even borrow its eyes.
In the letter, Hitzfeld suggested that she find a few more Borean sea eagles or other birds for experiments, and then use it on black owls after it is confirmed to be successful.
"Ah, it seems that she has taken into consideration that I am not very good at this." Xia Yibing's mouth corners slightly raised.
In terms of comprehensive qualities, she ranks among the best among all the agents. But that is only when compared with agents, not with professionals who are engaged in related work.
Hitzfeld's knowledge of perfume making and potions came from Lilith-Gle and Priss, one of whom is a master of perfume making and the other is the master's teacher. She should not embarrass herself with her half-baked knowledge and should just follow their advice.
"It's impossible to catch a Borean sea eagle." Xia Yibing put down the letter and looked out the window. "This kind of bird is not easy to catch... but there should be black-tailed seagulls for sale in town."
When the gray fog is not so thick, many black-tailed seagulls will fly down from the beaches and cliffs around Dongquan Island to breed. There are a lot of these birds and they are not afraid of people. They taste good when roasted.
There was no need to do this kind of thing personally, so she just sent a telegram to her subordinates and asked them to find somewhere to buy it and send it over. Xia Yibing planned to spend all her time today on this Spirit Attachment No. 1.
The agents of the Security Bureau were a little confused after receiving the order, and they didn't quite understand what their boss meant by asking them to buy "at least 10 black-tailed seagulls" and send them over. One of the clever young people thought that the woman was greedy, so when Xia Yibing actually received the gift, she found that there was also a second cage attached - which actually contained 10 native chickens.
There are no native chickens on Dongquan Island. These chickens were brought here during the resource transportation in the early days and bred there. Because there are few of them and they are very expensive, not all agents' families can afford them.
The delivery man drove away without saying anything, without giving Xia Yibing a chance to pay. She put her hands on her hips and watched these idiots go away. After thinking for a while, she moved both cages into the living room first.
The money can be replenished later, that's not the point. The most urgent task is to get the potion out, and then use the Black Owl's perspective to check the surroundings.
She didn't pay attention while she was busy outside, but when Xia Yibing closed the door and stood in the living room, she immediately smelled a strong odor of feces, which was unique to poultry.
Fortunately, the lowest floors of both cages were covered, otherwise it would have been very troublesome to clean the floor later.
Also because the cage was too big and it was inconvenient to carry the materials up one by one, Xia Yibing simply moved down the necessary tools, such as graduated cups, and started preparing downstairs.
Chickens are more expensive than black-tailed gulls and taste better, so Xia Yibing decided to experiment with gulls first.
But what made her scalp tingle was that the previous experiments had all failed.
She suddenly realized that she didn't have that many opportunities to try and make mistakes, because although she could get unlimited materials, the materials sent by Hitzfeld were limited.
"I have to concentrate more," she warned herself.
"Thinking about how Hitzfeld usually concentrates on mixing the medicine, should he shake the bottle to mix it evenly at this time?"
"And here, put it directly on the flame to speed up the temperature... This operation requires too much experience and is not friendly to me. I'd better wait patiently for it to return to normal temperature."
Xia Yibing swore that she had never been so focused on anything before. After finally succeeding, she didn't even want to look at the medicine she had prepared herself.
Well... actually there are times when I was doing that kind of thing with Aisuen.
At that time, all the blood was rushing to my head. I could not see or think of anything else except the carcass. That was probably the most concentrated state.
She was slumped in the chair and lost in thought. Finally, it was the stench of bird droppings that reminded her to finish and clean up early.
"Well, here's the finished product." She sat up straight and picked up the graduated cup on the table. Inside was half a cup of light yellow liquid. If it was in an ordinary glass, it could easily be mistaken for lemonade.
"Hitzfeld said this is the color the finished product should be. I'll try adding a little blood."
It was much easier at this step. She drew a small amount of blood with a needle, divided the medicine into a separate portion, and dripped a drop into it at a ratio of about 30 to 1.
After observing for a while and making sure that there was no obvious change in the medicine, she dragged an unlucky seagull out of the cage, pinched its mouth and forced the medicine into its mouth.
"Coo coo...!" The seagull flapped its wings excitedly, but still drank the potion obediently, then fell to the ground motionless.
"Ga..." The black owl squatted on the big box in the corner and witnessed the whole process. It also flapped its wings uneasily, suspecting that the hostess it had just recognized not long ago had completely gone crazy.
I originally thought I bought so much meat to give it as a snack, but it turns out she ate it herself?
After wasting so much time, she didn't even start to eat them, so did she just want to kill them? How could this person be so perverted?
Xia Yibing had been staying on Dongquan Island for a while. She was quite familiar with the black-tailed gull and knew that it was pretending to be dead.
As time passed, she could vaguely feel that something... something belonging to herself was eroding the seagull, allowing her to inadvertently gain complete control over it.
"Gugugugu?" The seagull jumped up, looked at its belly and then at the woman, walked to her feet and rubbed her round-toed boots.
"Hulala-"
Then a gust of black wind came down from the sky, and the black owl cut in directly from the side, locking one claw on the bird's chest and the other claw on its head. Without even seeing how hard it tried, the black-tailed gull's neck was broken.
"Black Owl!" Xia Yibing yelled, "What are you doing?"
"Ga!" The black owl caught its prey and flew to the big table, spreading its wings facing the cage on the ground.
Is it asserting its sovereignty?
Xia Yibing suddenly had an illusion that the black owl seemed to be able to sense what was happening to the seagull, and it could not bear to have another bird establish a closer relationship with it, so it killed it directly.
“Gugugugu…!?”
“Quack…!”
Its intimidation was successful. The remaining birds all huddled in a corner of the cage. They were more afraid of the black owl than Xia Yibing.
Black Owl was feeling proud, but then a hand reached out and grabbed his neck and feet, and forcibly took him to the kitchen.
After a while, Xia Yibing came back dragging a cutting board. Beifeng Sea Eagle was pinned to the cutting board and tied up - this time even his eyes were blindfolded.
"If you do this, I won't have a chance to verify whether the medicine is safe. Don't let it happen to you. It won't do you any good... Do you hear me?"
Poking the stupid bird threateningly and ignoring its struggles and twisting, Xia Yibing continued to divide a portion of the medicine and gave it to the second seagull in the same way.
This one also underwent positive changes. Its intelligence was significantly improved, and its eyes seemed more lively than those of its kind. Xia Yibing also had a feeling that she could vaguely sense the inner emotions of this bird.
It is a very confused state, and there is no emotion to speak of for humans.
Only when it looked at the black owl could it feel a little bit of the fear that she could identify and smell.
I gave it a few tentative commands, and the Contract Seagull completed them all very well. It still didn't seem to be feeling any discomfort.
So this is a success?
Finally, Aisuen’s kindness was not wasted... Xia Yibing wiped the sweat off her forehead.
Then she seemed to remember something, her eyes fell on the contracted seagull, and she gave it an order.
