Is there... any information that I don't know?
Li Ang knew that there was a gap between him and these two in terms of quick thinking, but the gap shouldn't be this big, right?
We are all in this business, so who isn't a professional? It's not like he doesn't know how to use any deductive method, he's just not that skilled at it.
"He must have remembered something from the past." Hitzfeld saw his confusion and whispered the reason he had guessed: "If you have all read his information and know what he did when he was young, then you must remember that he was in charge of a very important case."
"You're talking about..." Li Ang frowned and recalled, then he seemed to have thought of something, and his tone suddenly became low: "The Blackwood Town Golem Curse Case."
Of course he knew about that case. It can even be said that all Shadow Lion agents cannot avoid this case in the learning process.
Because it has a long history and involves a lot of people, and it even happened again some time ago. How can we ignore it?
That is, the way the curse was contaminated was too strange, and the data could not record many details. Even these extraordinary agents only knew a little about what happened. This might be the specific reason why he couldn't react until now.
Because these two people - Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing were personally involved in the second golem curse case.
They were there, investigating, and knew far more details than anyone else, so they must have discovered some intelligence about the disaster that happened more than 40 years ago, and this intelligence happened to be related to what Agent Night Raven was doing at the time.
So they were not surprised.
"If my guess is correct." Hitzfeld also struggled for a while before deciding to speak out all his guesses, "Night Raven may secretly love Lilith Gray."
"Lilith Gulie?" Li Ang was stunned for a moment, then his face suddenly changed, "How could it be her? Isn't she dead?"
If we want to refer to the data of the Golem Curse case, we can't avoid the family tragedy of Lilith Gulliver. Li Ang can say this: This tragedy fully illustrates the rigidity and lag of some systems of the Security Bureau at that time. Although some of the responsibility should be attributed to Lilith herself, it is not polite to say that this tragedy is completely a man-made disaster.
Afterwards, they quickly rectified some of the bad habits in this regard and paid more attention to the mental care and protection of the agents.
This is what Li Ang knows.
"You're quite slow to react." Xia Yibing said sarcastically, "Where did Alfred live before?"
"No. 222 Iris Street." Leon answered instinctively, "Although he carried out other missions in the middle, he stayed in that place for decades."
These were the details he had memorized on the way here.
"Then why did he wait so long at 222 Iris Street?"
"Because..." Li Ang gradually stopped talking.
In fact, he didn't figure out this problem on the road, but now after the two people pointed it out, he thought of another clue: the house opposite No. 222, No. 221, originally belonged to the "Dawson Literary Society."
Before she changed her last name, Lilith Grey was called Lilith Dawson. She and Alfred were partners in the first Blackwood Heist, and it is entirely possible that the latter developed special feelings for her.
"I used to think it was pure guilt," Hitzfeld said softly, "Guilt for why he didn't notice it at the time, guilt for misjudging the situation, guilt for not being able to do anything and instead letting his companions take the blame."
"I have speculated that it is this guilt that keeps him here day after day, because it makes him feel better. He wants to take this opportunity to atone for his sins."
"But now...what is the best feature of this house at No. 306?"
She changed the subject so quickly that only Xia Yibing could react.
The woman continued, "It's closer to Iris Street."
"We let Alfred choose his own location. He chose this one among all the vacant houses. This is the closest house to the Denton area, which means he still hasn't moved on."
"Is this also the reason why he doesn't let me get close to him?" Duo Lei was extremely surprised. For a rookie like her, it was the first time she heard so many secrets.
"I'm afraid so." Hitzfeld sighed. "He's in a severe stress reaction... He probably hasn't passed the psychological evaluation in the past few decades."
Of course the Security Bureau would not send such an agent to carry out the mission. This guard duty is more like helping him to cure his mental illness than a mission.
Until Hitzfeld moved into No. 221, and then it was Xia Yibing's turn to move there.
At this point, No. 221 had completely lost the color of Dawson Literary Society, and it was meaningless for Alfred to continue guarding No. 222.
Considering that his condition had recovered and he had a good personal relationship with Hitzfeld and others, Xia Yibing simply arranged a place for him to live in his old age, and asked him to run errands and deliver letters occasionally to satisfy his self-worth.
But no one expected that he would commit suicide...
There were no signs at all, and he even came to room 221 to talk to her a few hours ago.
Xia Yibing was heartbroken and confused when she saw such a familiar person, a living person, die in her own house in such a way.
Why did Alfred commit suicide?
On the surface, he had only been in contact with Duolei during this period, and Duolei was not a suspect, which basically ruled out the possibility of external interference.
Then the only possible reason is stress or post-traumatic stress syndrome.
All the evidence points to the conclusion that he was "immersed in guilt and regret and unable to extricate himself", which can even be proved by Duo Lei's testimony - he asked her not to get too close to him, which is also because he was immersed in the relationship and couldn't get out of it, and believed that women who got close to him would be killed by him.
"Did he leave anything behind?" Hitzfeld asked again.
"A will, a letter, or something like that... something that can express his true feelings."
"If there was, we wouldn't be guessing here." Li Ang spread his hands, "No... As you can see, there's nothing on the table, just those books and ink. We looked through them, but there's nothing special."
Xia Yibing squinted at the table, her eyes sweeping over the book covers.
They were all biographies, very old ones. Young people didn't like to read that kind of stuff anymore, only people of Alfred's age liked nostalgia.
But for some reason, she always felt that something was wrong.
What is wrong?
Hitzfeld helped her: "…This is the study, why are there no newspapers here?"
That’s right——
Xia Yibing suddenly recalled that when she went up to the attic before, there were newspapers under the potted plants. She took a quick look and found that the date was very recent, which was enough to prove that Alfred bought newspapers frequently!
How could a person who buys newspapers regularly not have newspapers in his study?
This is unreasonable and goes against common sense.
"This..." Li Ang also scratched his head. He looked around the study and indeed did not find a newspaper.
Everyone looked at Duo Lei at the same time. She waved her hands quickly: "I... I don't know! He never lets me into the study... Including this time, I came in because I didn't hear any movement for a long time..."
"You haven't seen him put away the newspapers, either?"
"no!"
"That's interesting." Xia Yibing let out a long breath.
Is Alfred trying to convey some message?
He...didn't commit suicide?
"Describe again what he said to you." Hitzfeld looked at Xia Yibing, "and his expression. Describe it in detail."
Xia Yibing suppressed her anxiety and tried her best to describe the whole process in detail.
At that time, the girl was sent upstairs by her to change clothes. For a long time, only she and the old crow met.
"Is that so... Does he look uneasy?"
Hitzfeld asked, his chin held high.
"I don't feel it."
"Is there anything wrong with him?"
"I don't feel it."
Xia Yibing shook her head first and then frowned.
"If there is anything unusual... he is more easygoing than before."
"easy going?"
"He's a man with a bad temper, isn't he?" The woman spread her hands. "You've been with him before, and you know how stubborn he is about some things. But it's such a man that we were entrusted with the task of easing the relationship..."
"Then I think I have an idea."
Hitzfeld looked around the study in a circle.
"But before that, let's find a newspaper."
Chapter 30 Mysterious Address
With Leon here and nearly twenty men in black clothes outside downstairs, it was not Hitzfeld's turn to do the physical work of finding newspapers.
She wanted to continue searching the study room, but when she turned around, she saw Li Ang approaching her and asked her in a whisper, "Are you really back here?"
This cautious and anxious expression... Hitzfeld wasn't the type of person who liked to laugh, but this expression on a grown man's face was so funny that she curled her lips and nodded: "That's right!"
It must be Alfred's death that made the atmosphere too depressing, otherwise her laughter would have been even more exaggerated.
"Then you don't have to start working right away, right?" Li Ang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I've been listening to Lori's report at the headquarters. What about the theft case in Changning District? It's not something you need to get involved in, right?"
Most people, including the nobles, did not know Hitzfeld's specific official position, but Leon was a Shadow Lion agent and had experienced life and death with them, so he could more or less guess it.
It was a "separate department" that was subject to the king's authority just like the Security Bureau. It would be a bit of a waste for an agent with this level of authority to kill nightmares, let alone theft cases... why not let the rookies do the mundane work?
"My family is involved here..." Hitzfeld didn't know what to say for a moment.
She could deceive James, after all, the relationship between the two sides was not deep. No matter whether James was sensible or not, she could not tell him "what the treasure related to the family is specifically."
But Li Ang - if she still uses this excuse, how should she answer when the other party asks her?
be honest?
Just kidding... that's the 'crown'.
Even though it is not some magical treasure and has no meaning in mysticism, the crown is always special.
That's right, the royal family didn't know when this thing was lost in the treasury. They checked all the records but couldn't find any king in history who wore a purple sapphire and gold crown, but that doesn't mean that anyone can claim it.
This is a crown, after all, it is a crown. You come up and say that this thing is passed down from your ancestors - then your ancestors were kings?
So Hitzfeld certainly couldn't say that. She hesitated whether to say from the perspective of an art lover that she simply liked those three paintings, but in the end she decided not to lie anymore.
"This is my secret," she said to Leon, "I'll tell you when the time is right."
"If it were someone else, I would ask more questions." Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "...Do you need me to tell you what the others are doing?"
The second half of the sentence means that he will no longer pay too much attention to this matter.
Hitzfeld breathed a sigh of relief, then forced a smile: "Do you still need to ask this..."
The others refer to Darent and Ethan.
They came back earlier than her, much earlier. These people left with Sixus, and they returned to Sara early to report on their work. If nothing unexpected happened, the Royal Family - the Bureau would arrange a long vacation for them that would last at least half a month, so they were most likely not in Wayne now.
Except for Le Ang, after all, he has already started a family and his home is in the royal capital, so staying in Wayne Port is like a vacation for him.
He can also do some small tasks while doing it, and when the holidays are accumulated, he and Baliu can go out and have some fun.
"Aisun."
Xia Yibing had just returned from checking the bathroom and saw her huddled beside the bookcase talking to Li Ang. She walked over and pinched her shoulders, "You just said 'find a newspaper first'. Do you mean you guessed Alfred was hiding something?"
At first she didn't react, because going to the bathroom to check was a professional habit. But as she searched and pondered, she suddenly realized a question that she subconsciously didn't want to clarify, that is, was Alfred's behavior considered a betrayal?
As long as it can be proven that there was another reason for his death, it would mean that an external force was interfering with his emotions and will.
But he didn't say it.
As a security bureau employee and a Shadow Lion agent, he chose to conceal this kind of thing from the department... Even if he killed himself out of guilt and didn't hurt anyone else in the process, according to bureau regulations, this was an outright act of rebellion.
"Yes." Hitzfeld admitted it directly.
There was nothing to hide, she even felt that Xia Yibing was slow to react.
"What did you see?" Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes.
She went over all the steps and details in her mind. Apart from feeling that Old Crow was a bit... slow, which was unlike his usual decisive style, she couldn't find any problems with other things.
He also ate the fresh meat pie she then handed him.
This is really rare... When the old crow wants to eat, he just stays and eats for free. He never eats when he is delivering messages.
"That's the problem." Hitzfeld shook his head. "You can't find the problem."
"Yes."
"That means he's not coming for you."
"Varied……"
Xia Yibing was stunned, then her eyes widened.
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