So why make a hammer of incense?
The girl nailed several pieces of wood together with the clanging sound, shaping the outline of a coffin.
It would be better to just make coffins and sell them honestly.
One thing should be mentioned here: No. 12 Flo Street did not sell coffins from the beginning.
Mrs. Glee never sold coffins. For many years she only took on the business of presiding over funerals, which is why Hitzfeld never saw coffin boards and white candles in his home.
But now, this tradition has been broken.
This is all because Hitzfeld didn't make any money on the previous case.
The Wheel of Fortune reviewed her application, taking into account her merits, needs, and the "sin" of not being able to catch the murderer Dante Bram, and said that the fake ring was the only gain of her trip.
How did Mickey Gebrina and others get to know the Larence family in a daze, and how much money did the Larence family pay - sorry, all this has nothing to do with her.
Hitzfeld could understand it, but could not accept it.
She didn't want to live off her savings - after all, compared to ordinary people, she had to keep the lights on at night, and the electricity bill was outrageous - so she developed this additional business to make money.
She has good hands-on skills... In her previous life, she modified a mountain bike by herself, and she is very good at splicing various models.
She is also very good at painting. If she had not come to the Changxia world by chance, she might have chosen to be a painter in the future.
So the conditions are ripe.
So she decided to make a coffin - a one-of-a-kind coffin.
"I can understand you drawing things on them to add to their...artistic value."
Darent squatted on the side and watched for a long time, his brows never relaxed.
"But what is this big blue-skinned monster?"
"That's a god! It's called Obelisk."
"Where is this red-skinned big-mouthed snake?"
"It's also a god. Its name is Osiris."
“This golden crispy chicken——”
"It is the sun god in ancient legends, another form of the sun god."
"That's how you described it to those idiots?"
Darent chuckled.
"I advise you to call them 'God's servants', so as to avoid being visited by the psychopaths of the cult..."
"If you have nothing to do, why don't you help me nail the coffin?"
Hitzfeld banged his pen on the ground, very unhappy with him giving orders.
"What benefit can you give me?"
Without further ado, Darente was thinking of lots and lots of fried pork chops.
"As a friend, you can get 20% off on the coffin."
"……what?"
Darent was stunned.
He never expected this reply.
"well said."
A frivolous female voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"You have to buy one and get one free, and make him a puppet in a skirt to be buried with him."
Hitzfeld and Darent turned their heads at the same time and saw a tall woman wearing a black leather windbreaker, black stockings and long boots appear in the yard.
"summer!"
After a brief silence, Hitzfeld dropped his paintbrush and palette and rushed towards the figure.
But halfway through her run she suddenly stopped and her expression quickly returned to rationality.
"Excuse me, but how did we first meet?"
“Dirty little snacks.”
Xia Yibing's mouth corners turned up.
"Are you sure you want to give our reunion some 'flavor', Hitzfeld?"
“It’s prudent.”
The girl relaxed again, walked up to her and hugged her tightly.
“…You really came.”
"Yes."
"...I miss you often. You are my best friend."
"I think so."
"Tell me you came to see me simply."
"Uh……"
Xia Yibing was stuck now.
"It's like this... There have been a lot of troubles in the capital recently, so your review has been postponed again and again..."
She tried to argue, but as soon as Hitzfeld looked up, she found she couldn't tell any lies to those blue eyes.
"I'm here to get you, Hitzfeld."
Sighing, Xia Yibing simply laid her cards on the table.
"You have to come with me."
"Daybreak, soon."
Chapter 3: From Hand to Leash
At daybreak, Hitzfeld wrapped his hair, took a shower, changed his clothes and went downstairs.
Next to her was her small box, all ready. Mr. Darent had agreed to look after 12 Flo Street while she was away, and with Walnut looking after Hitzfeld Manor, she had nothing to worry about in Blackwood City.
So now she was very curious about what the "a lot of troubles" Xia Yibing mentioned were.
"The itinerary has been arranged." Xia Yibing took the initiative to help her pull up the suitcase, "Come with me first, we will discuss the details when we get to the sea."
After saying that, she half turned around and quickly took the girl's right hand which was raised to her chest.
The situation seemed so urgent that she had to save even this little bit of time - even the two actions of holding hands and turning around had to be done simultaneously.
However... maybe the saying "more haste makes waste" does make sense. Xia Yibing reached out to grab it, but instead of grabbing the hand, she grabbed a hard metal chain.
"?" She paused and pulled the metal chain down first.
There is a lot of resistance.
Lift it up again.
There was some resistance at first, but it was very small... If she continued to push hard, it was like she was pushing through or squeezing through some obstruction, and the end of the chain was pulled out directly by her.
It even bounced a few times in the air and she felt the thing hit her hand.
Looking back little by little, Xia Yibing swore that the scene she saw would be unforgettable for her whole life.
The girl wearing an eye mask was tying her hair with her hands behind her head and holding a black hairband in her mouth.
What he was pulling was a thin dark gold chain, at the end of the chain was a gold and red circular ring, which was connected to the collar.
So the situation now is... Hitzfeld opened his one blue eye, looking at this side eagerly and somewhat confusedly, holding a dark gold chain in his hand, which was connected to her collar.
Ah this...
Xia Yibing felt her heartbeat becoming uncontrollable.
Her face felt slightly hot, and she swore that was not her rational behavior - she actually pulled the chain.
"Um!?"
Hitzfeld was startled by the pull, her neck was pulled, and she was forced to lean forward and take two steps following the woman's movements.
“Hmmmm???”
The pulling feeling continued, but now she realized what was happening, and her eyes were filled with resentment as she looked at the woman.
She spat the hairband into her hand with a "Pah" sound, walked up to the woman in two steps, snatched the chain from her, stuffed the ring into her chest in front of her, then snatched the box and walked out again.
Darent was laughing so hard on the sofa.
In order not to make any noise, he buried half of his face in the pillow, and his body was shaking as if he was having epilepsy.
"The Wheel of Fortune didn't ask you to help look after her?"
After taking a breath, Xia Yibing faced the annoying guy.
"You can go ahead." Darent waved at her. "Do you think I'm surprised you're going to take the water route?"
This guy.
Meaning the Wheel of Fortune eyeliner is everywhere?
After looking at him deeply, Xia Yibing rushed out of the door to catch up with the girl, and saw her standing in front of a car and greeting the driver.
"Long time no see Ethan."
"Long time no see, Hitzfeld."
The two of them were chatting happily here, and they ignored her "best friend".
Xia Yibing knew she was in the wrong, so she carefully helped the girl get into the car and carried the things to put in the trunk by herself.
Seeing that she was about to go to the passenger seat, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she forcibly pulled her back, opened the back door and made a gesture of invitation.
"Humph!"
Hitzfeld glared at her, but still sat down obediently.
There was almost no conversation along the way.
After all, Ethan was there, and Xia Yibing was too embarrassed to apologize to him for her behavior just now.
Arriving at the dock, the three got out of the car and saw a ship docked in front of them - a medium-sized cruise ship in Hitzfeld's experience.
So it is really not small, and judging from its outline, shape and the black smoke coming out of its head, this ship is a standard mechanically powered ship.
That is, ships that sail by their own power. Steam ships, diesel ships, and electric ships all fall into this category.
"Dawn." Ethan introduced it to the girl with a smile.
"We have to go around by water, which will be slower than the Autumn. We'll probably reach Wayne on Tuesday... By the way, do you get seasick?"
"I don't know either..." Hitzfeld shook his head blankly.
Her original body was not seasick.
But now she really doesn't know.
She could see that leaving by boat was a way for Shadow Lion to protect her.
Compared with the dangers on land, the dangers at sea - here we are only talking about the offshore - are much less. As long as the identity of every passenger on board is checked and ensured, this trip can be regarded as a sightseeing tour.
He lined up and boarded the ship with other passengers as inconspicuously as possible. Hitzfeld found his room, put his luggage away, and opened the door to see the black-haired woman standing outside.
She blushed.
I want to close the store, but I feel that doing so is a bit too radical.
After all, that kind of behavior...
That behavior can be considered a simple joke.
She had seen even more outrageous jokes between people, and the people involved didn't say anything.
Just as she was hesitating, Xia Yibing had already pushed the door open and forced her way in.
