"Yes, there is only one kind." Liszt nodded, and then added: "No matter which lineage it is, it is the same."
After asking some more details and feelings, Hitzfeld wrote down everything Lister said and prepared to go back with Ethan.
Because of Jerry, they came in a carriage this time. Jerry looked depressed in the carriage, she was still sulking because Hitzfeld didn't allow her to get involved in the case.
If she was locked up in the hotel, it would be fine. She wouldn't be able to see it, so she wouldn't be greedy. But she was taken to the scene of the crime and she was not allowed to go in. She was really... The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
Hitzfeld had no time to care about the mental health of older girls. Every bit of her time was precious. As soon as she got in the car, she asked Ethan for the notebook she brought with her, opened it and started reading.
"What are you looking at?" Jelly came closer.
"notes."
"What notes?"
"About perfume."
Hitzfeld dealt with her in a disjointed manner, when suddenly he felt his ears itchy. He turned his head helplessly and saw Jerry holding a strand of her hair and staring at her with a smile.
"Isn't it fun, Miss Norm?"
"Don't be angry!" Realizing from the title that the matter was serious, Jie Li quickly sat down.
"Well...I just think Miss Hitzfeld is amazing."
"The case is still unsolved."
"No, that's not what I meant...it's just - well, it seems like whenever I see Miss Hitzfeld, you always do these things."
"Reading books, memorizing books, looking up information, running around to investigate cases... I go to bed very late every night and get up very early every morning." She counted on her fingers, "I'm very curious, don't you have any hobbies?"
This silly child…did she think I would take a nap after she fell asleep and then sit back and read?
Somewhat speechless, Hitzfeld nodded: "Yes."
"What hobby?"
Frowning at her again, Hitzfeld took out another notebook and opened it, revealing densely packed pen sketches.
"Wow!" Jerry's eyes widened. "This is amazing!"
"can I see?"
"Since I took it out, I naturally have no intention of not showing it to you."
Jie Li happily took the notebook and flipped through the various sketches.
Hitzfeld's paintings are many and varied.
Some are landscapes, some are people, and some are isolated still lifes, but each work is detailed and realistic.
Jerry didn't have this ability. She looked at the paintings with envy and pointed at a portrait.
"Is this Old Tang?"
"Ah."
"Is this also Old Tang?"
"Ah."
"This is Captain Boris."
"Ah."
"This is me...Great! You started drawing as soon as you got in the car!"
"Jerry." Hitzfeld looked at the lively Jerry and suddenly asked her, "Do you know that Mr. Lux cares about you so much for your own good?"
"I know." When it comes to this topic, Jerry's expression is a little broken. "But this is not a question of knowing or not, Miss Hitzfeld. It's a question of whether it's right or wrong."
"What you mean is," Ethan, who was sitting opposite, interrupted, "is it wrong for him to control you?"
"No... After all, he's a really nice guy. I'm quite happy to be under his control."
"So that's right?"
"Yeah...but I was right to resist him!"
When it comes to specious arguments, Jerry Nome has her own logic.
"We are both right! We are both right! It's just that we do have different perceptions of many things, so we often..."
She raised her hand and put it down again.
"……quarrel."
"Is he always like this?"
"It's always like this."
"Since you first met him?"
"of course."
……
Ethan chatted with Jelly all the way back to Lake Tonks, and only after he sent her back to her room did he turn to face the girl.
"pretty good."
"?" Hitzfeld was stunned.
"I think you're fine like this." Ethan took the opportunity to touch her head twice.
"There's nothing wrong with what she said...Don't be so nervous. After all, you can't rest on sleep."
"But……"
"You can chat with her more in your free time."
"...I have always done this." Hitzfeld was speechless. "Every time I find something, I will tell her immediately. Haven't you noticed?"
"I mean communications outside of the case."
"Ethan is an idiot." Hitzfeld's gums itched.
"I thought you knew what I was doing, but you..."
“Bang bang——”
Darent's head suddenly appeared next to the perspective, scaring Hitzfeld.
"The wise and intelligent agent Mr. Mapesdalen has a gift for you."
Darent dropped a large bundle of newspapers tied with string onto the floor.
Ethan looked closely.
The edges of these newspapers are yellowed or even blackened, and they are obviously old newspapers, and very old ones.
Yes, this is what Hitzfeld had told Darent to steal from the train yesterday.
There is never a shortage of old newspapers on the train. After all, it is normal for a train to run for three or four days. It is very easy to feel bored and stuffy during a long journey, so any train will have several newspapers prepared on each seat.
Don't count on the freshness of this kind of newspapers, because the demand is huge and it is not cost-effective to buy recent ones. They are basically old newspapers. They are either accumulated over the years or bought specifically by the railway operation department.
"Come on~" Darent kicked the stack of newspapers and looked at the girl with an expression full of curiosity.
"Explain what you want these junks for."
"To find out what Pym Baines is here for, of course."
Hitzfeld squatted down and untied the rope.
"Have you made sure they are old enough?"
"The oldest ones are from half a century ago." Darent spread his hands. "I really admire that they still keep these garbage. To be honest, I wouldn't use these things even if there was no paper to wipe my butt."
"Maps—we haven't had breakfast yet!"
Ethan glared at him.
"Isn't that perfect, or do you want me to discuss this with you while you eat..."
"shut your mouth!"
Ignoring the farce above his head, Hitzfeld searched through the newspapers. It took him a while to finally pick out one.
"Hunter Ranking?"
The two people nearby leaned over and saw a row of large letters on that page.
“This is what I’m looking for.”
Hitzfeld said softly.
“It’s much easier than I thought.”
Chapter 40: Hidden Bloodline
An hour later, in Ethan and Darent's room, the table was covered with newspapers that had been specially selected to contain the Hunter List or bounty information.
"Is this all right now?" Darent patted his hands full of dust. "I still don't understand what these things are used for."
"Hitzfeld suspects that the Baines have additional motives for coming to Green Town." Ethan explained briefly.
"Oh?" Darent raised his eyebrows. "And what? What does this have to do with these things?"
Ethan didn't answer this time because he wasn't sure.
After reading the "Hunter List", he had some rough guesses about the girl's behavior.
She probably thought that two hunters that young would not remain unknown, and perhaps they would leave their information in the newspapers of that year.
The most outstanding ranger hunters make their livings on bounties. Their prey include more than just rare animals. Sometimes they even help police in remote areas catch murderers for money.
This group of people pay close attention to newspaper news and they read almost every issue of the newspaper. This not only enriches their knowledge, but also the various rewards they rely on for their livelihood can be published in these newspapers.
"Hunter List" is this kind of thing, and many city newspapers and magazines have done this.
So theoretically this inference is valid.
But he couldn't be sure. After all, doing so was a bit like leaving the outcome to fate. No one could guarantee that the old newspapers on the train would contain the content they wanted.
Moreover, he had just glanced through these newspapers and magazines, and indeed none of them mentioned the surname "Baines".
I can't always rely on Hitzfeld to explain things to me, I have to be able to break through myself.
Ethan was angry at his own slowness, especially before he was interrupted by Darent, who, if he was not mistaken, did show some disappointment in him.
So this time he didn't plan to let Hitzfeld explain it to him, he wanted to deduce it himself.
Hitzfeld didn't notice what he was thinking, as Darent was pestering her to explain why she did this.
But she resented Darent for saying something disgusting just now, and deliberately didn't tell him, which made Darent so angry that smoke came out of his head.
Taking this opportunity, Ethan walked to the table and carefully scanned the newspapers and magazines he had selected.
There are six cards in total, and the reverse side is definitely worthless.
The first four have the "Hunter List", while the last two do not, but they contain many reports related to hunter bounties.
Ethan scanned all the lists again to make sure there was no one named Pim Baines or Tina Baines on them.
That much is 100 percent certain—not even remotely close to it, they are definitely not on it.
Hitzfeld would not place her hopes of obtaining evidence on the vague and unpredictable fate, so when she looked for these newspapers, her original intention was definitely not to see their names directly on them.
Yes...she didn't need their names, because they might not have been called Pym and Tina at all before coming to Green Town.
What she needs should be... some coverage?
Any reports of Pym and Tina features?
What characteristics are there in these two people that cannot be concealed even by changing their names?
Following this line of thought, Ethan quickly targeted the "Hunter Couple".
Yes, no matter what the two people were called before, they were a couple, and this was temporarily confirmed.
He said temporarily because he wasn't sure when they got together.
Following this line of thought, Ethan read the newspapers again. After two minutes, he frowned and sighed.
Still nothing.
