As the truck stopped by the roadside, a team of people dressed as decorators quickly got off and pretended to block off half of the archway.
This is also a cover-up and does not actually affect the long-term residence of 221 and 222.
Hitzfeld took the opportunity to walk and chat with Madeline: "I heard Director Imaer mention you. Are you her right-hand man?"
"Uh..." The policewoman was a little reserved. She pinched her chin and said, "If I didn't cause trouble for her so often, I would accept this evaluation."
Hitzfeld thought that his relationship with the woman was very secretive, but this kind of thing might be hidden from ordinary people, but it was too obvious in the eyes of professionals.
It's just that everyone, including Madeleine, knew it and didn't mention it - Director Imaar had sworn long ago not to marry or have children and to devote everything to the country. She was just finding a lover, and this didn't rise to the level of proving whether her personal morality was damaged.
Not to mention that the person she was looking for was this... this famous detective.
To be honest, Madeline was very curious about Hitzfeld.
Her actual age is less than 20 years old, so she can only be called a girl.
She already knew who would lead the next action. Normally, a girl of her age would not be able to take on such a responsibility.
Hitzfeld was very easy-going and tried to find trivial things to chat with her about, and Madeline gradually let down her guard.
But soon, as the girl pointed out some of her personal habits, she suddenly woke up and broke out in a cold sweat, remembering that the other party was actually in the same industry.
“It’s a long road.”
Looking at the sun, Hitzfeld suddenly said this out of the blue.
"It will take a long time to walk all the way. Are you really going to accompany me to the end?"
"Can't hide it from you, Miss Hitzfeld."
Madeline swallowed.
Following her signal, a Beetle slowly stopped by the roadside.
"Your Majesty's will."
"I will escort you to the White Shadow Palace."
Chapter 30: Pierre
Inside the car, Hitzfeld was no longer talkative, but leaned back on the seat with his eyes closed.
Madeline took the opportunity to look her over, her eyes sweeping over her little dress, her dark grey pleated skirt, her ankles wrapped in dark brown stockings...focusing on the eye patch.
Legend has it that she is a god-eater, and the organ that was eroded by the god is her eyes...
But she really looked no different from an ordinary person. Some of the Devourers had rotten internal organs that emitted a foul odor that could not be covered up by perfume. Madeline walked with her for such a long time but didn't smell anything.
Instead, the unique fragrance was very pleasant to the touch, as fresh as lily, but longer-lasting and mellower than lily, a scent she had never smelled before.
"Do you like sailing?" Hitzfeld suddenly asked, and Madeline was startled again.
"Well... I do like sailing. Did you guess that from my last name?"
Everyone knew that Mar-Bakinsa was a seafaring hero, and she was often asked about her name the first time she heard it, so Madeleine did not feel uncomfortable.
But Hitzfeld's answer was obviously not what she expected. The girl did not open her eyes and replied directly: "Your posture of receiving the pen is different from that of ordinary people."
They were almost all in the same industry, and when she said this, Madeline immediately reacted.
She loved sailing and the legendary Mar Bakumsa... She had fantasized many times about when she would be truly free, not having to handle cases every day, but being able to buy a sailboat and travel around the world.
Indeed, Mal Pakinsa was a heavy smoker, and he particularly liked to smoke a kind of thick-butted cigarette produced in the south. In all the portraits and photos of this seafaring hero, he either held the thick-butted cigarette in his mouth or held it between his right index finger and thumb - which happened to be the way she held the pen.
But she was still a little unconvinced: "Maybe I'm a smoker too?"
"You're not." Hitzfeld still didn't open his eyes. "Perhaps the smell of cigarette oil can be covered up with perfume, but when I was chatting with you, I mentioned three place names, Aoweina, Xinhai and Ferro, and you didn't react to what I said, but they happen to be the most well-known cigarette brands."
"This is fraud, Miss Detective." Madeline's face darkened.
Just because she admired what the other person had done didn't mean she liked being fooled like that.
"You've done a good job. At least you didn't make any stupid mistakes, like giving yourself a sailor's knot or something like that." Hitzfeld opened his right eye and smiled at her. "But you always look at the East Coast. Your thoughts are too easy to guess."
She didn't mean to play a trick on this Bakinsa, but they had never worked together before. If the other party also wanted to join this operation, then she naturally needed to establish her authority.
She didn't want the other party to be forced into submission by status, atmosphere or the like.
She is already the Lord of Mystery.
This kind of opinion is necessary.
Now I understand why Director Imaar is so obsessed with her and even wants to move in with her.
Meanwhile, Madeline was a little dazed at her smile.
It was a very pure smile, but there seemed to be a thin layer of mist in his eyes. The right amount of kindness made people feel relaxed and happy. If she was not a detective, she would not even notice that her emotions were being aroused.
"Your Majesty, did you tell me what you wanted to see me about?" Hitzfeld asked, not realizing that the image of himself in the other's mind was similar to that of a "fairy."
The goal has been achieved, so we should quit while we are ahead.
"No!" Madeleine let out a long breath, somewhat relieved but also somewhat distraught, "I just received a message, I didn't even meet His Majesty..."
The ability to control emotions with ease and this sense of oppression were something she had only experienced a few times from a few important figures.
Although... yes, the other party is also famous, but she is so much younger than me.
Being crushed from all sides, Madeline felt like she had been living like a dog all these years, and it was natural for her to feel lost.
However, she had a good attitude and adjusted herself within a few seconds. She began to pester Hitzfeld to find out what Xia Yibing did at home.
“……”Now it was Hitzfeld’s turn to be unhappy.
Fortunately, we have arrived at the White Shadow Palace.
The two got off the car in the side hall and were guided by servants into the atrium hall. They walked along the avenue paved with bright red carpets and met "Sarah VIII" again under the throne.
"Welcome↓~"
Alvin came over like a little deer, pulled Hitzfeld and walked inside, "You finally came to Aisuen, come quickly, here is a surprise for you."
Hitzfeld wondered if it was the surprise she had mentioned last night, but she soon felt something was wrong—Irwin had actually opened a secret passage in the private house that led downstairs? Was he leading them downstairs?
Because he was so surprised, Hitzfeld didn't care that there was a tin can accompanying him, and asked immediately: "Your Majesty, this is the Security Bureau's previous--"
"Almost." Alvin nodded. "The Security Bureau's previous underground headquarters was located under the Shuzi River. Everyone thought that this was the only place. Only a very few people knew that there was actually an underwater tunnel underneath."
The reason why Wayne Port is called Wayne Port instead of Wayne City is naturally because it is located close to the sea. It is only too normal for the river and the sea to be connected, but Hitzfeld still couldn't figure it out for a while... What is an "undersea tunnel"?
Is this what she was thinking?
"There is an undersea current." Alvin gestured to her out of thin air.
“It’s not connected through rivers or estuaries on the surface, but through underground water!”
"The history of this undercurrent is very ancient, and can also be traced back to the mythological era. The Cataclysm Era changed the landscape of Wayne to a certain extent, causing it to remain undiscovered for a long time. But in fact, we should have thought of it earlier. The reason why the Security Bureau headquarters was built here and why there is such a large underground cavity here - there is a reason behind it."
"Your Majesty, I have already taken care of what you arranged..."
Madeleine finally found an opportunity to interrupt and began to report the progress of the mission to the king.
"Really? The whereabouts of several people have been arranged, so we just need to quietly pick them up after the substitute leaves. I'll leave this matter to you."
"As ordered."
"Oh, by the way! Don't tell Xia Sha, I want to give her a surprise too!"
“? …Yes, sir.”
Hitzfeld listened on the side and confirmed that Ethan and others were indeed receiving similar treatment.
If there really were spies of Elsa investigating here, they would be temporarily deceived and think that Hitzfeld had returned to Blackwood City, and that the others had parted ways after the party.
It might not last too long, but it would take at least a few months. She thought that if she was lucky, she might be able to go back and forth in a few months, after all, looking at the map, Aisha Continent and Icarolin Continent were not too far away.
But why keep it secret from Xia?
Surprise... Why are the others gathering here too... 'here'?
Isn't it a pier?
"so……"
Hitzfeld thought she could already guess what Alwin's surprise was going to be for her.
"You prepared... a ship for me underground?"
"keen!"
Alvin clapped his hands and grabbed her again.
"I named it Pierre!"
"Come quickly! It's just below these steps!"
It was very dark underground, even with the lighting on. Hitzfeld was pulled down a spiral staircase, staggering a little... She felt like Cinderella who escaped from the palace when the clock was almost 12 o'clock. The stairs were too long!
Panting, she finally landed on solid ground, and what she saw was an underground bay.
She could see the black water reflecting the waves and a dark shadow floating on it, probably the "Pierre".
But how does a ship get out of the underwater tunnel?
Before she could figure out the problem, with a snap of Alwin's fingers, several lights suddenly lit up and projected down from all directions.
"this--"
Madeline couldn't help but open her mouth wide.
What did they see?
Black shell and rounded outline.
This is simply...
that is……!
"Surprised, right?"
Alvin was very pleased with their reaction.
"Who told you that the Pierre was a ship?"
Chapter 31 Super Submarine Two-in-One
The dark body, streamlined hull, and classic observation tower - it is obvious that the Pierre is a submarine.
With amazement, Hitzfeld left the others and walked along the edge of the bay so that he could observe this huge creature as comprehensively as possible.
A behemoth - yes, it is not small. Judging from the shadow it casts under the sea, its length is no less than 50 meters and its width is no less than 6 meters. In fact, it is no smaller than an ironclad ship, and its quality and craftsmanship are even far beyond it.
There was a hatch on the observation tower that was open. Hitzfeld turned around and saw that Alvin and the others had followed him. He pointed over there and asked, "Can I go in and take a look?"
"Please do as you please, Captain." Alvin answered her and winked at her. "You don't think I'm going to assign some professionals to drive the boat for you? No, you have to do everything yourself."
"?" Hitzfeld first showed a matter-of-fact expression, but soon she frowned because she couldn't think of how to do such a thing.
This operation is an undercover operation, and the most important thing for infiltration is of course stealth and confidentiality.
It is equivalent to going to the enemy's base camp that has been operating for many years. If you want to say who in the team Alwin dares to trust the most, it is probably only Hitzfeld, and at most the black-silk director.
Alwin didn't dare and couldn't give control of the submarine to anyone other than the two of them. She didn't feel comfortable giving it to anyone. This was no joke - she was showing her attitude to her seriously.
Hitzfeld understood and was honored, but the only problem was that she didn't feel she had the skills to operate a submarine alone or with two people.
If it was a small submarine, it would be fine, but this thing is so big. Not to mention the gunners and others who might be equipped with it, who would need professional knowledge to dispatch it, she didn't know how long it would take her to learn how to drive it (constrained by the development of vocabulary, it is still described as 'driving' or 'parking' in the sky and ocean environment).
"Oh, it's actually not as difficult as you think." Alwin knew what she was worried about when she saw her expression. She told Madeline, "You stay here," and she took the lead and jumped off the shore like a monkey.
"Your Majesty..." This development was obviously beyond everyone's expectations. Even the tin cans next to them, that is, the Flint Knights, did not react. The guy closest to them only had time to stretch out his hand in the air and shouted half a word, and then saw Alvin firmly grasping the railing on the side of the submarine and quickly stepping up to the observation tower.
"Come on! Asoun!" She stood there, waving toward the shore. "I will explain its wonders to you!"
Hitzfeld broke out in a cold sweat.
She grinned somewhat unnaturally, looked down at the rippling sea water, took a few steps back, and mustered up her courage to jump out.
Her movements were so stiff that she almost fell on the deck with a loud "bang!", but fortunately she reacted quickly and reached out to grab the railing, so she didn't fall into the water.
Cuncun also climbed up to the observation tower and found that Alvin was nowhere to be seen.
There was only an open round hatch and a large hole left. Through the hole, she could vaguely see a ladder extending downwards. She knew without asking that Alwin was waiting for her down there.
