In fact, they didn't do anything. The former just took the opportunity to pinch the latter's ankles and tickled her feet in the dark until she begged for mercy.
I never realized she had such bad taste before...
Rolling his eyes and staring at the woman's back, Hitzfeld felt a little itchy in his gums.
She was certainly not the type of person who would give up at the slightest pressure, but Xia was very determined this time. She would not let go until she begged for mercy and would not stop until she surrendered.
Damn it... I have to find a chance to scratch her back, like tying her up while she's asleep...
"Aisun." The figure in front suddenly turned around. "You are not thinking about revenge, are you?"
"...Who would be as childish as you?" Hitzfeld was startled, but pretended to be calm and rolled his eyes, trying to get away with it.
“Really?” The woman came closer. “Come to think of it, it’s actually you who really made me interested in this kind of thing.”
"?" Hitzfeld was puzzled.
This……
You said that you didn't get the Blood Spirit Technique, and I am responsible for this. This is barely acceptable.
The foot-touching fetish...Why are you blaming me again?
Shouldn't Dreyerman be blamed...it was that dishonest nurse who started it all?
"Who told you to always draw my feet when you draw me..." Xia Yibing's face was obscured by the darkness, but her words came through clearly, "I flipped through your sketchbook, Aisuen... You took care of the upper body, but when you drew the lower body, there was a little bit..."
"Don't say that!" Hitzfeld interrupted her with a red face and pounced on her to cover her mouth.
Xia Yibing didn't dodge either, and let her block her obediently. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked the palm of the girl's hand.
"Ha!" A girl chuckled in the darkness, "I just touched Lily's butt with this hand."
Xia Yibing's expression suddenly changed. She pushed the girl away and retched, while the latter was laughing so hard that she fell backwards.
"Are you still going to investigate?"
After a while, Xia Yibing felt that the atmosphere was not too relaxed.
What they are doing now is tracking and infiltration, similar to the work of agents...how can agents work like this?
"It's all because of you..." Hitzfeld stopped being happy, his face darkened, and he swore in his heart that he would find a chance to scratch it back.
The two stopped playing around, wrapped in cloaks and hid in the night, cautiously approaching Dai Lin's boat.
The ship was not very big. Standing behind the bushes and looking in, I could vaguely see candlelight shining through the cabin. A very obvious female shadow was cast on the curtains, and she seemed to be lying on the table writing something.
"She is writing a letter." Xia Yibing said.
Very normal behavior... If she really didn't know any of this, then when Hitzfeld pointed out that Descartes Knight might be involved in a murder case many years ago, Dai Lin should have planned to write a letter to ask the teacher.
They hid behind the bushes for three quarters of an hour, watching the figure behind the curtain writing a letter, pacing, and pulling his hair in distress - all of which were quite typical of Daelin's personality.
In other words, she did not behave in any abnormal way, and did not sneak towards the cave as a "murderer" should do.
Hitzfeld's plan couldn't be so straightforward and simple, right?
As she watched, Xia Yibing suddenly became suspicious.
It’s not that I think the girl takes it for granted.
Sure, it was nice to eliminate an option—it was certainly important—but was it something she should do herself?
Why didn't you just tell me at that time? It's not like I don't know how to cooperate in acting. I just pretended to annoy her and got kicked out... Isn't it enough for me to keep an eye on her alone?
He turned and glanced at the girl.
Hitzfeld was squatting beside her, with a large hood stuck on her head, revealing only her excited little face.
She even took off her blindfold, and her eyes kept wandering around the beach in front of her. From time to time, she turned her head to look at the bushes beside her, as if she was looking for something in a planned way.
What can I find...
Xia Yibing didn't understand.
All the people who might be involved in the case were not here, and Dai Lin behaved normally right under their noses. Why was she being so cautious?
Looking for the murderer?
Deliberately spread the news to other people to lure the murderer to kill him, and then lie in ambush and wait nearby?
But why is it Dai Lin?
A knight of the golden rank, with a great reputation... Dai Lin should be the most difficult to deal with among them. If you really want to hide, you shouldn't hide here. It would be more reliable to hide with Mr. Hughley.
Could it be...
Considering Dai Lin's identity, Xia Yibing's heart suddenly moved.
The identities match.
Hmm... this caution can be explained.
But is it really so?
She glanced at Hitzfeld again, but before she could see her expression, she suddenly heard her mutter in a hurry: "Get down!"
Xia Yibing did as she was told and quickly lowered her head to avoid any possible prying eyes.
But she was still careful and kept a slight angle when she lowered her head. Now when she turned her eyes, she could see Dai Lin behind the curtain. The figure seemed to be startled by something.
She stopped writing letters and worried about what was happening, but went straight to the window, opened the curtain, revealed her figure and looked around.
Then she suddenly made a dodgy move and raised her right hand as if she had caught something.
Pebbles?
Xia Yibing's pupils suddenly contracted.
Or is it wrapped in paper?
After getting the things, the figure immediately turned back to the house. After a while, they saw Dailin Blue put on upper body armor and quietly came out, walking back and forth on the beach alone.
She is looking for someone.
Xia Yibing thought.
Find the person who just threw something at her.
She wasn't sure what the man was smashing, but based on her experience it was most likely a stone, and there might even be a piece of letter paper wrapped around the stone.
There was no point in rushing over now. Not to mention that the two of them together might not be a match for Dai Lin, even if the other party let them in, the letter might have been burned long ago.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
Yes - at this moment, Xia Yibing finally knew who Hitzfeld wanted to find.
"She's back."
Hitzfeld said softly.
After searching on the beach for a long time without success, Dai Lin went back, looking back every few steps.
The two continued to wait for nearly an hour, until the lights in all the cabins, including Dai Lin's, were turned off. Then they quietly went back and sneaked back after a while, followed by a Sheldon dog.
"It's up to you, Lily."
Hitzfeld patted the big white dog's head twice, pointed at the beach that Dai Lin had patrolled and whispered.
Lily licked her hand, wagged her tail and ran over, lowering her head to search on the beach.
After about ten seconds, it raised its head and looked over here, then suddenly rushed towards the northwest.
"Follow her!"
Hitzfeld rushed out instantly.
Xia Yibing pulled up her cloak and followed closely behind.
Lily tracked the other party's breath around the entire camp, and finally returned to the camp, came to the westernmost ship closest to the cliff, stopped below and barked loudly.
"Ah! Aa ...
The two men no longer hid their figures, and when they came under the boat, they saw a ladder lowered from above.
A vague silhouette stood there, looking down at them, and said, "Come up... It's a little reward for you finding me."
But neither of them moved.
"how."
The man paused and asked jokingly, "Are you afraid that I'm the murderer?"
"Of course it wasn't you, Lord Lavos." Hitzfeld shook his head slightly. "No matter what you did or what you wanted to do, at least the deaths of those people had nothing to do with you."
"You knew it was me?"
The figure was startled.
"Of course - Dai Lin's radical ideas could not have been thought up by herself. She was influenced by you, much more profoundly than Ms. Feti..."
Hitzfeld looked up at the man and continued, "And I don't think you're taking the trouble to instill these ideas in her for nothing. There must be something special about Bartlett that attracts you."
"And after the recent news of the murder, I thought... you might not be comfortable with her being here alone..."
That's it.
Xia Yibing hadn't said anything, but she let out a deep breath at this moment.
Just as she thought.
Only Decas Lavos, only this respected old knight is qualified to make Aisuen so cautious.
I didn't expect that he was actually in the team...
Is it a disguise?
I didn't even notice him along the way...
Chapter 44 Two Questions
A few minutes later, the two sat in the cabin and witnessed an old man busy making tea.
This ship looks inconspicuous from the outside, but I didn’t expect there are so many things hidden inside.
Xia Yibing complained in her heart, looking around the room, looking for those unusual places that, in her imagination, "better fit the other person's identity."
For example, the animal skin carpet on the ground, if you don’t look carefully, you might think it is an ordinary white bear skin, but in fact it is impossible for there to be such a big white bear. This skin should come from an evil species of bear that she cannot recognize.
There is also an armor cabinet leaning against the corner. If she had seen it yesterday, she would have thought it was just a decoration... But now she would not think so.
Although the armor in the window was full of dents and looked battered, Xia Yibing did not dare to be careless about it when she thought that its owner was a gold-level Flint Knight.
"It's just a showpiece." The voice came from the side. It was Desca-Lavos who put the tray on the table and obviously noticed the woman's gaze.
"It's not the thick and heavy armor we have now... Early power armor was thin and even skinny, with a shorter endurance, and the wearer would be more exposed to pollution at close range."
"So the old man has been a useless man for a long time." He grinned, not seeming to care about it. "Don't worry about what I will do to you."
The more you talk like this, the more suspicious you seem to me.
Xia Yibing looked at the tea and then at the old man, wondering what excuse she could use to avoid touching it.
But before she could think much, Hitzfeld had already picked up his own cup, blew on it, and took a sip.
Xia Yibing glared at her - Aren’t you afraid that he has planted something in it?
According to the information they have, although Deka was not the one who did the beach murder, he should have really killed someone here... With his status and position, would he allow this matter to spread?
Being alert to this guy is a basic quality of a detective. She can't be so ignorant of this...
"We are here to ask a favor of Lord Lavos." Hitzfeld noticed her confusion and explained with his hands spread out, "If you want something, you must pay for it first."
There were some things she couldn't say clearly in front of Knight Descas, which was that judging from the series of deeds this man had done after being rescued that year, he did not break his promise.
Yes, Descartes-Lavos may have killed Bricher and was an indirect factor in his companion's death. What he said to Bricher at the time seemed like self-defense no matter how you looked at it.
But now is not that time anymore. She has plenty of time to recall, summarize, organize... and even ask other people who know more - Descartes-Lavos did those things in his life.
Comparing these actions with the oath he made in the underwater cave, it is not difficult to find that he did indeed practice it.
He said he wanted to support the Bravo family to take power... The Bravo family is still considered active today, and although its barony title is not hereditary, due to the activeness of its members, it has rarely been interrupted since it was granted.
He also said that he would help Senar compete for the title of Pope...Dakken Senar is indeed the supreme leader of the Goddess Cult now.
As for Descartes, he also said... that he would "go on" with Bricher and continue to practice their ideas, such as making it easier for groups such as civilian knights to rise to the top and break the monopoly of privileges by some classes.
