"You." Casimir looked up at him, "You are a nice person."
"Yeah." Carl nodded in agreement, then waited for a long time but nothing happened.
That's it?
Gone?
Ignoring the tall knight's uncertain expression, Hitzfeld paused and continued to ask him, "Are you sure that the fruit you ate and the fruit you brought back were grown in the same way?"
"Sure." Casimir nodded.
"You are sure that you are now in a 'contaminated' state... but I see that your logic in speaking and thinking is still very coherent."
"I'm sure." Casimir nodded again, "This has nothing to do with my current state. It's just that I can feel the desire for the fruit coming from the bottom of my heart."
"Oh." He paused, "Strictly speaking, it's not the desire for the fruit itself, but the desire for the wisdom that can be experienced at the moment of eating them."
"That kind of enlightenment is an addictive drug for anyone. Just because I can think and speak logically now doesn't mean I will be able to do it in the future. Based on the information I have so far, I am confident that the reason why Haytham, Robert and other members of the Holy Fruit Society were able to gather together to form such an association is because of this addiction. I don't want to become like them in the future, so I asked Captain Carl to lock me up and be careful to prevent me from getting the second fruit."
"Right approach," Hitzfeld commented.
Combining the information she obtained from the Dream World Library, she basically confirmed that the "disgusting defective products" mentioned in the introduction of "Memoirs of Allwater: 1957" referred to the bag of fruit that Casimir obtained.
The fruits that come directly from the trees are authentic, natural and pollution-free.
The fruits produced by alienated humans themselves are defective, polluted and disgusting.
It made sense, and she was even glad that she had eaten the real fruit.
"Be careful of those novelists." Casimir reminded the people outside again, "Those who are under close surveillance have the ability to avoid being watched and have private meetings. In addition, their bodies have been transformed, so they can no longer be treated as civilians."
"We will." Hitzfeld nodded. "Thank you, Casimir."
She knew everything she needed to know, and there was still a lot of things to do, so she didn't plan to stay any longer.
"Don't be in a hurry to leave, Xiao Mila."
Casimir called to Carl who was about to leave with him, and licked his lips with his tongue, exposing the lower half of his face in the light and shadow: "Can you bring me some more paper and pen?"
"I got all the spiritual insights from that bastard, and it seems like I have to write something about it."
……
"Why is it so slow?"
Standing outside the ground gate of Nanxinze Prison, Hitzfeld watched Carl jogging to catch up.
"I need you to help connect with Nanxinze's local defense. Whether it's the police or the army, I want them to patrol and monitor the entire city every minute and every second."
"Watch your words, detective!" Carl said with a fierce look on his face, looking very unhappy, "I am not your subordinate!"
"Then I apologize."
Hitzfeld bowed to him politely.
Carl looked better.
"I'll help you contact them, but I can't guarantee they'll agree." They said as they walked. "And are you going to increase your control over those people? What do you want to do? Arrest them all?"
"We already have evidence. Whether it's the murder of a companion or the crime of forming a private association, either one is enough to put them in jail."
“That’s not how the account books work.”
Carl's expression changed, and he lowered his voice and said, "You have met Joe Cole and his boss Pondich before... Do you think they will be willing to give up this piece of fat meat?"
"I thought the Xinze Diocese had absolute control over the cities under its jurisdiction."
"I said that this is not the way to go... After all, this matter has not yet shown any obvious harm--"
“It will be too late when there is harm.”
Hitzfeld immediately blocked his way, then looked up at him with some curiosity.
"I'm surprised, Captain Carl."
"……what?"
"How could someone like you say such a thing?"
“……”Silence.
"Isn't this what you meant?" Hitzfeld continued to ask, "The Xinze Diocese is divided into two parts, the north and the south. You only control the Flint Knights in the south, and you have to obey the orders of the southern district chief in this part."
The first level of the Diocese of Sinze is the district heads of the northern and southern parts.
The second level is the Flint Knights of the north and south.
This means that there are at least three people in the Sinze Diocese who can disobey Karl's orders, and two of them can even order him around.
"That's none of your concern, Detective."
Carl said dryly.
"And I really don't understand... If you plan to arrest all those novelists, why do you still send so many people to patrol the city? What else do you want to find?"
"Of course it is the source of the Holy Fruit, Harry's Library."
"? But didn't you say that thing was in West Grant? In the dream world?"
"…You don't think that's the only way it can exist?"
Hitzfeld raised his eyebrows.
"Think about it, the rules Xia and I saw in the Dream World Library said... they are open from 0:00 to 5:59 every Monday to Sunday. If the library only exists in this way, why would the people of the Holy Fruit Society and those novelists gather together after 2 . to eat the inferior fruits made by each other?"
"Shouldn't they take advantage of this time to enter their dreams and go to the Dream World Library to eat delicious food?"
"..." Karl was stunned by this question.
indeed.
This seems to be the case.
"So there must be a library out there," Hitzfeld concluded.
"I tentatively speculate that the library is the origin of all events... It is something that can wander between reality and dreams..."
"In reality, if it wants to attract the most customers without attracting the attention of their friends and family, its business hours must be after get off work in the afternoon or after dinner."
"At the same time, this business hour must be staggered with the time when the Holy Fruit Association communicates privately, so it cannot be in the early morning, so it is probably around 6pm to midnight."
"Just ask them to check according to this time, Captain Karl."
"if--"
Carl's eyes flickered.
“What if it doesn’t work?”
"Then use violence."
The girl's reply made his heart stop.
"Call out your knights and force them to do it."
Chapter 49: Arrest
After Carl left, Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing stood on the side of the road.
This street is located at a high altitude. Standing at the exit of the cross street and looking south, you can directly see the winding road, scattered houses, and even vaguely catch a glimpse of the white sails and smoke at the dock.
The roar of cars, the noise of bicycle bells and pedestrians converge in the flow, like blood and breath, giving the entire city a living vitality.
"The Flying Newspaper! A fresh reprint of the Flying Newspaper! Master Carlo Dan's masterpiece is being serialized. Come and take a look!"
"It's urgent... let me in... sorry... I'm in a hurry..."
"I heard that the ship of the Menfield Chamber of Commerce sank again. My God, these people are so unlucky..."
"Do you know about the murder case that happened on South Bridge Street some time ago? I have some inside information. You can take it away for 1 Goli..."
Listening to all kinds of noisy sounds, Hitzfeld faced the sea, opened his arms... stretched his body, and sighed meaningfully.
Now that she had pointed out certain things to Carl, she already had a rough idea of the power he could actually mobilize and the help he could provide to her.
Even though the Xinze Diocese is a major economic region, the official members of the Flintstone Knights in each of the two branches in the north and south will not exceed 300.
300 Silver-rank Flint Knights were roughly equivalent to 300 tanks in terms of pure destructive power. If used well, a 300-man regiment like this could crush an ordinary army of tens of thousands.
But this is just a hypothesis.
In fact, even if Carl supported her, he could not mobilize all the knights under his command and the entire Nanxinze defense force to fight against her.
Considering that Bei Xinze also had an army to check and balance him, in order to avoid being caught by another Knight Commander, he was able to send 30 people in the end... which was incredible.
"Hitzfeld." The woman with a ponytail quietly walked up to her, turned her head to look at her profile, and watched her gray hair being blown away by the sea breeze.
"I don't know if I'm doing the right thing." Hitzfeld stared at the distant horizon.
"Although I am indeed certain, but...if there is even the slightest possibility that I made a wrong judgment, then everything I pushed Karl to do could be causing civil unrest in Xinze."
Xia Yibing raised her eyebrows and stared at the sea in the distance with her.
"You feel like the source of all this is the library."
"Yeah." Hitzfeld nodded slightly, and then, as if trying to convince someone, she continued to add: "You also heard what I told Casimir before, that memory... I think there may be some connection between the 'Ice God Tree' and the 'Wisdom Fruit Tree'... I even guessed that in the past, before the Black Serpent appeared and set its sights on that place, something similar had appeared in West Grant, and it may have appeared there..."
"Harry's Library?" Xia Yibing helped her complete the rest.
"..." Hitzfeld shook his head, "But now we are still missing key evidence."
"And I'm just a detective, Xia. I'm just a detective, that's all."
Because I'm just a detective, people don't talk too much about me.
Because he is just a detective, he is not trusted.
Karl's performance during this period of time has completely changed her opinion of him. She believes that if possible, Karl will definitely spare no effort to support all her plans.
But what about Pondich? What about Joe Cole? What about the mayor of South Sinze whom she had never even met?
She would never believe that the newspaper war could develop to this scale without the tacit approval of these people. If their attitude was to let it develop to boost the economy, then what she was going to do next was to directly confront the entire city.
And there is a worst-case scenario, a possibility that she doesn't even want to think about...
It's Pandichi...
And the head of the diocese of Nansinze...
Will they...
also……
"You're worried because you lack experience in dealing with this kind of thing." Xia Yibing interrupted her reverie.
The woman walked to the edge of the intersection, turned her back, faced her, folded her hands and stretched, almost wantonly showing off her body curves.
"Indeed... a little bit." Hitzfeld responded, but his one eye was secretly glancing at the bulge in her chest.
Although it's not very respectful to think so.
But...her mind was really full of...that mole.
"Then do you believe in your own judgment?" Xia Yibing stared at her. "You said it too, you are a detective. All the inferences made by a detective should be supported by factual evidence. If you never speak with your own lips but rely on these evidences, what do you have to be afraid of?"
"summer……"
"As long as you are sure and can convince me, the entire Shadow Lion, the entire Wheel of Fortune, and the entire Sara will support you."
"No matter what I have to do?"
"Whatever you're going to do."
"very good."
Hitzfeld nodded slightly, his expression suddenly relaxing.
She wasn't sure whether she would develop...that kind of relationship with this woman in the future.
But she could understand the feeling and tacit understanding between the two of them when they were together.
Not bad.
she……
Not disgusting.
