The Hitzfeld Mysteries - Chapter 1177: Page 1177

"Greek type." Hitzfeld narrowed his eyes and sounded somewhat helpless. "...Are you going to ask me what 'Greek' is again?"

"Yes."

"It's a place name, from the former home of Hitzfell Manor."

"So what is the characteristic of the Greek foot? The second toe is longer than the big toe?"

"It's 'the second toe is prominent', in addition to 'the Egyptian type with the longest thumb and from thumb to pinky', and 'the Roman type with relatively smooth and dull toes'."

Xia Yibing suddenly became interested in foot shape research. After listening to the girl's explanation, she immediately took off her boots, lowered her head to study for a long time, and happily announced: "It seems that I also have the Greek type!"

Is this something to be particularly proud of?

Hitzfeld wanted to laugh again.

Xia is really like that, sometimes mature and reliable, and sometimes naughty and childish.

After thinking about it, she decided to say something nice.

"The Greek foot is indeed recognized as a more beautiful foot shape," Hitzfeld recalled with a smile, "because the second toe is obviously prominent, and the entire foot looks more slender and slender. Most of the feet in ancient sculptures are of this type."

"Then we both have the best foot shapes?" The woman became even happier after hearing this. She bent her right leg and lifted up her foot, and also pulled Hitzfeld's foot over for comparison.

"There's nothing best about these things..." Hitzfeld shook his head. "Roman feet are also rounder and cuter. Egyptian feet have a unique charm when they are posed."

"And Greek feet have another major drawback, because one toe protrudes slightly, and people with this type of foot are not suitable for long-distance running."

"Really? Then what type does Aisuen like?"

"I certainly like my own type."

"So what type does Aisuen want me to be?"

"Xia has a very charming look, which really suits the slender and sexy Greek type."

"Even though you say good things about other types, you're still biased in the end..."

"That's natural, everyone thinks they're the best."

Because of the girl's indulgence, Xia Yibing helped her massage the soles of her feet for half an hour and satisfied herself thoroughly.

Hitzfeld did not suffer any loss either. As an illustrator and half artist, based on her tireless pursuit of human aesthetics, she proposed to give Xia Yibing a massage as well, and naturally there was no way she would be rejected.

The end result was that Lily was confused by the two people. In the second half, he came over to smell their shoes and then came over to smell their hands. It was really hard to tell them apart.

"Isn't it time to go back?"

He took out his pocket watch to check the time, then looked up at the gloomy sky. "If they can handle it in advance, maybe we can spend the night in the car."

"Aisun~" Xia Yibing came close to the girl's ear, carrying a lot of bags in her hands - all of which were the goods she had bought in the afternoon, and said, "You seem to really want us to spend the night in the car..."

"I..." Hitzfeld's ears turned slightly red. "I just think we should leave earlier. After all, there's nothing much to see in Trierred. I've seen everything I should see."

This is true.

Xia Yibing nodded.

There is no culture in Trierred, and there is no special product except this bad atmosphere. Apart from other things, she caught three thieves while walking in the market, and there were countless claws that wanted to reach out and grope.

Aisuen definitely doesn't like this kind of place, so it's understandable that she wants to get to the car quickly.

With this in mind, they decided not to walk all the way back. Instead, they hired a horse-drawn carriage, loaded the goods, the big white dog, and themselves, and endured the bumpy ride back to the station.

When I came back at this time, there were not many people outside the station. It seemed that the reason why there was such a large crowd at noon was because passengers got off here from south to north, and most of the evening trains continued to go north. In late autumn, there would not be many people walking this way.

"Count Xieyang!"

As soon as I entered the station, I was greeted by Mr. House, the conductor of the Winter Line 3. He was standing behind the railing, waving two brand new tickets, shouting and looking around on tiptoe.

"My Lord Count!"

"here!"

"Just go here!"

When he shouted, all the passengers in and out immediately looked at him in surprise. Hitzfeld quickly walked up to him and snatched the ticket. He first looked back in a certain direction, then whispered to him to shut up.

"You're going to cause me trouble, Mr. House..."

"I'm so sorry!" House began to sweat profusely, "It's mainly because I was waiting here... Well, this was definitely my fault!"

"How long have you been waiting?" Hitzfeld noticed his turn sharply, "Tell the truth, House."

"Not long—less than two hours, I suppose."

"That long? Then shouldn't we be able to set off around 4pm?"

"Yes! Originally, the entire train needed to be sealed, sprinkled with holy water, and tested for contamination before it could be moved. Normally, it would take at least until midnight today. But for some reason, the police officer handling this matter suddenly became very easy to talk to. He told me directly that as long as the No. 4 train with the accident was towed away and a new train was installed inside, everything would be fine!"

Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing looked at each other.

Of course they knew why.

It must have been those gangsters... This incident caused panic among some people, and they wished that their group could leave in the afternoon and stay as far away from Trilled as possible.

"It seems that Naris' successor is not doing a very good job." Xia Yibing said with a hint of meaning.

Logically speaking, even if the Chief Executive needs help, he should look for someone within the establishment.

For example, he could look for the local Security Bureau branch in Trierred, as they were all his own people.

But according to Heidi's description, the local administration often hired her as the library's number one thug. This shows that the relationship between the chief executive and the local departments is very bad and they are unable to control it.

If the investigation had led to this point, Xia Yibing would definitely have thoroughly investigated the matter.

But this trip is of special significance after all, and as Heidi said, the situation in Trilled is so complicated that it is not something that a single security chief can sort out.

She could pick up a knife and chop up all the anthropomorphic creatures she didn't like, but it was pointless and would only cause panic in the local area, making it more difficult to deal with afterwards.

Then forget it.

At least until this walk is finished.

I'll settle the bill slowly when I get back.

Follow Mr. House into the platform, where the train is waiting.

There was another group of people standing and chatting on the platform. Judging from their clothes, most of them were train attendants. From a distance, Hitzfeld could recognize Heidi who was chatting with them.

Because she is so tall, her height makes her very noticeable when standing next to others.

"Good evening, Hitzfeld."

Seeing them, Heidi took the initiative to come forward to greet them, "I have told Mr. House that I will be staying in the newly connected carriage No. 4. The entire carriage is my security area."

very good.

Xia Yibing unconsciously squeezed the bag.

She and Hitzfeld lived in 5-3, Heidi was in carriage 4, or even in carriage 4-1 which was closest to this side. As long as they didn't go too far, this Ice Orchid Tree Man wouldn't be able to hear any noise.

"What did you buy?"

"Clothes, books, and maps."

"Maps are very important." Heidi nodded seriously. "The last section of the road is not open to traffic. There are avalanches on the mountain every year, and many terrain features have subtle changes."

“That’s why I bought it.”

"That's very thoughtful. Let's get in the car first?"

"Wait a minute, I have something else to do." Hitzfeld looked back, handed Lily's chain to Xia Yibing, and asked her to get on the bus with Heidi first, and if it was convenient, help Heidi decorate carriage No. 4.

"What about you?" Xia Yibing asked her.

If you put it that way, it seems like Aisuen has been glancing back from the beginning.

What is she looking at?

Someone following?

"I can handle it." Hitzfeld insisted on handling it himself.

Xia Yibing thought about it and let her do it.

Anyway, it's so close, the straight-line distance from the carriage to the platform is less than 20 meters. If anything happens, I can break the window and jump out to help at the first time.

In this way, Hitzfeld was left alone on the platform, watching Xia Yibing, carrying large and small bags, holding Lily's hand, and getting on the train with Heidi, Mr. House and others.

She stood there for a long time, then suddenly turned her head and said, "Is it embarrassing for me to know your existence, Miss Murphy?"

There seemed to be a gasp in the shadows—the sound made by a frightened child.

Then it quickly returned to normal, as if there was really nothing there.

Hitzfeld simply walked into the shadows, went around a pillar, and pulled out from behind a slender girl wearing a gray-black raincoat.

It's Esther.

The girl was like a frightened deer. After being caught, she kept staring at the ground and did not dare to say a word.

"Are you following us?"

"No...No!"

Esther shook her head hastily.

"I'm not following you! I'm... I wanted to go out and buy some gifts for the professor. I saw that he stayed up late every day and his hair turned white. I wanted to buy him some supplements, but time was tight... I didn't dare to go out until after five o'clock, and then I..."

"Lost the bill?" Hitzfeld guessed, "Because you lost the bill and you were dressed so strangely, you were afraid that the guard at the door would not let you in, so you hid there and waited for us to come back, intending to sneak in after we distracted the guards."

"Ahem!" Esther coughed softly.

"This...this..."

"Indeed, that's almost what the Earl said."

"Are you feeling better?" Hitzfeld circled around her, trying to see where she was weak. "Mr. Vera, your friend Nette Watson said you were seriously ill and needed to rest quietly in the carriage... How could you come out by yourself?"

"I ran away secretly..."

"Then no one will know about it."

"This... I doubt the professor knows..."

"Suspect?"

"The professor knows about my illness." Esther shook her head quickly, "Well... maybe he really doesn't know that I ran away..."

"Do you know what to do next?"

"Yes...I have to go back to the professor and explain the situation..."

"You also have to apologize to the others, especially your companions. They will be very anxious if they can't find you."

"I will……"

"Don't stand there." Hitzfeld smiled and gently stroked the girl's head.

"Go back and rest."

"I guess you haven't eaten. You can still make it in time for dinner now."