"Go back and watch over her... It's been more than thirty seconds." Li Ang pushed her upstairs, "I'll figure out the rest, whether it's contacting someone or bringing that red-haired guy up to see her."
"But……"
"Go!!!"
Baliu shut up and ran upstairs. During the process, she couldn't help but look back at Li Ang. She saw him leaning against the narrow door frame, covering his mouth and coughing violently, while taking out a cigarette box from his arms with trembling movements.
He still wants to smoke even though he's coughing like that.
This guy, when he was writing a love letter, actually described guarding love as lighting a cigarette. The person I like is actually a smoker!
But he looks pretty good when he's mean to me...
Recalling the details of the man's expression when he scolded her just now, Bariu curled her lips.
It is indeed very manly, and she is also very proud that the person she likes has such responsibility.
Baliu went back to guard Hitzfeld. Leon leaned against the door frame, lit a cigarette, took a long puff, and then squinted his eyes to catch his breath.
"Corneril..." A man came over and said, "Your voice...isn't it damaged by smoking?"
The curled up detective turned around instantly. The sharpness of his eyes and the fierceness of his aura almost scared Sheriff Rand.
"Agent?" Rand-Ann spread his hands slightly to show that he meant no harm. "I just want to care about you... because my grandfather and my father both died of lung disease."
"Don't meddle in things you shouldn't pry into." Leon patted him on the shoulder, and pointed his cigarette at Ashley. "If you really have nothing to do, Sheriff... there's a lost little beast over there who needs guidance. You might as well go talk to her about the principles of life."
Sheriff Rand didn't understand what he meant until he walked out of the tavern.
He just thought his cough was a little strange - after all, most smokers coughed because of tobacco poisoning, and he had never seen anyone who coughed frequently get relief from taking a puff of cigarette.
But it was rare that these people asked him to do something, so whether it was a joke or not, Sheriff Rand intended to do it well.
Ashley didn't notice anyone approaching her in the dark. She looked a little uneasy because she watched Leon walk out.
He walked out - and didn't come back to pay attention to her, which meant that she was the only one here for a while and she didn't know any of the drinkers around her.
She was a little... She certainly didn't want to admit it, but to be honest she was a little panicked. She was considering whether to get up and go upstairs to find Heath, but she was reluctant to leave the uneaten mutton on the table.
On Brays Island, wasting food is punishable.
Ashley was not brainwashed by the monster, but the environment on Brays Island was so bad now that she always treated any food with a grateful attitude and would finish it if conditions permitted.
She decided to speed up. No matter whether Li Ang would come back or not, as long as she finished the food, she would be free and could go wherever she wanted.
For efficiency's sake she even peeled some of the mutton and threw it to the Sherlocks under the table, to which Lily delighted, licking her boots as she ate.
"boom!"
A pair of hands suddenly fell on her shoulders.
Ashley was startled and punched directly behind her, but the figure dodged it swiftly.
"You are... Sheriff Rand?" She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the other person's face clearly, and then showed her dissatisfaction without disguising: "Why do you suddenly scare me?"
A child with a very unique personality.
Rand-Ann raised his eyebrows slightly.
What did Hitzfeld say when he introduced her? She was sixteen?
Comparing the height difference between himself and Ashley when standing, Sheriff Rand suspected for the first time that the hostess of No. 12 Flo Street was deceiving him.
"I heard you were having some difficulties, or rather-troubles."
In order to prevent the other party from standing up and creating a height difference again, Sheriff Rand quickly sat down in Leon's previous seat, picked up his cup and took a sip.
"Did Heath send you?"
The tall girl's eyes were filled with suspicion. Before the sheriff could say anything, she laughed at herself and said, "That's right... In her eyes, I've always been a child, and children always need adults to help them solve their problems."
"We have our own criteria for determining whether a person is a child or not," Sheriff Rand said. "Perhaps you can tell me and I will try to give you some advice."
"What advice can you give me?" Ashley said without any politeness, "You are neither a Shadow Lion nor a Flint Knight! Why should I listen to your advice?"
She wants to go to the Knight Academy?
Sheriff Rand's heart skipped a beat.
No wonder... I always felt that there was something weird between her and Hitzfeld, and they were having a conflict over this.
"Do you want to be a Flint Knight, Ashley?"
Ashley lowered her head to eat the meat and stopped talking.
"I can understand why she doesn't agree with you going, because it's dangerous. You're already past the age for special training, and you might not be selected even if you go..."
"Those students! I can beat ten of them by myself!"
Ashley yelled unconvinced.
Fortunately, she remembered to lower her voice, so it didn't make any noise amid the background noise.
"I just want to help her." She lowered her head and said, "I just want to help her."
"There are many ways to help, and you don't have to choose the most extreme ones," the sheriff said.
"What's her attitude?"
"She saw that I wouldn't give up and wanted me to learn to be a detective."
Ashley looked quite frustrated when she said this: "At most they'll allow me to join the Shadow Lions... but I don't think I'm cut out to be a detective!"
You certainly don't look like it.
Sheriff Rand curled his lips secretly.
With such a towering height, he stands out among the crowd.
Detectives inevitably have to track suspects sometimes. How can someone like you do that?
But of course he couldn't say it directly, so he considered trying to persuade the other party from another angle.
"I'm certainly not a Shadow Lion, nor have I ever been a Flint Knight, but Ashley, I have a way to help you see your own heart clearly."
"……I don't understand."
"It depends on whether you really want to do this." The sheriff said, "You know, Ashley, facing your previous idea, 'sacrificing your own interests for someone else' is noble, that's true, but we still have many practical factors to consider."
"Because what you have to pay is not just some effort, you have to understand that this is a job, a skill that you need to spend your whole life to study, or even an art."
“You can’t achieve it just by being moved by yourself and having a spirit of sacrifice. You must love it from the bottom of your heart, love its essence, and you need more motivation to promote it - to promote you to keep working hard to achieve this goal.”
Sheriff Rand talked a lot with Ashley, sharing his insights, his understanding, his suggestions, and his standards.
Ashley seemed to have really listened to him. She even forgot to eat the mutton and just kept listening to him talk.
Lily did the same, with her ears perked up as she poked her head out to stare at Sheriff Rand.
“I still don’t quite understand.” Ashley said, “Why don’t you tell me your example?”
"My example...you mean why do I do this job?"
"Yes."
"Ah, there's really no reason for that."
A shadow covered half of Rand-Ann's face, but Ashley saw that he was grinning.
"Because I was given a second life by the people for whom I do this job."
"He died for it... That man is my father."
Chapter 37 Good evening, Aman
"Excuse me." Just as Sheriff Rand said this in a low voice, Leon's voice came from behind, "I just heard someone say that his father died of lung disease..."
"There is no conflict." The sheriff's expression did not change. "His health was already very poor before the accident. Not many people know about this. Even if you check my information, it will definitely say that he died of lung disease."
Is he serious?
Li Ang originally had a teasing tone in his heart, but after hearing what he said, he gradually stopped smiling and realized that he might really want to give the younger generation some life experience.
"I have something else to do here, so I won't bother you." He nodded gently to the sheriff, then looked up at Ashley, "Just stay down there with the sheriff, and don't come up unless someone comes to see you."
"What if something happens down there?" Ashley was very dissatisfied with this arrangement.
"We can hear what's going on. Do you think we'll just sit there and do nothing?" Li Ang pouted and looked down at Lily. "At least you have this guy with you. It's a critical moment, girl. Don't make things worse."
After saying that, he left, followed by two people. However, due to the limited light in this area, neither the sheriff nor Ashley could see what they looked like.
"You heard it!" Ashley bared her teeth at them, then lay on the table angrily, "They all treat me like a child!"
"That's because what you did was indeed very childish." Sheriff Rand curled his lips.
"I don't understand." Ashley looked up at him. "Even though you mentioned your example...am I not the same? I want to do this because of my mom...I also want to protect Heath! What I have to do is the same as those people she met, right?"
"Who are you referring to?"
"This... one is called Ethan, she told me, and the other one seems to be called Mapishi-Daimulete... maybe there is also Xiasha... the woman who lives with her, and Leon!"
Ashley gave him a long list with an indignant look on her face.
In her opinion, what these people were doing was no different from what she was doing.
They wanted to investigate and solve crimes and fight evil, and she thought so too, but in another form.
They wanted to arrest the Eclipse followers and uphold justice, she thought, which was also another form.
They wanted to keep Aisun-Hitzfell safe, and she wanted to, too, and she thought her choice was more efficient.
Even Rand-Ann's name can be added here. She also wanted to take this path after witnessing the death of her relatives. The similarity is too high.
So what's the difference here? How come Hitzfeld is okay with other people doing what they want but not this guy?
"A truly mature adult wouldn't talk about what he's going to do all the time." Sheriff Rand just shook his head. "All of the people you mentioned are fighting for their dreams silently, but what about you? You want to be a Flint Knight, but you don't know much about Flint Knights."
"I can easily defeat those apprentices..."
"This cannot be a standard. The combat effectiveness of the formally formed Flint Knights will increase dramatically after they put on armor. The difference between flesh and blood is nothing compared to steel."
"So what should I do?" Ashley was confused. What else could she do besides emphasize these thoughts?
Training? She thought she was already working hard every day. Every time Heath hid in his room to read and take notes, she would sneak out to punch and kick.
Even though she is now much slimmer than before, her strength has not decreased much, and she is even more agile and faster.
"Let me ask you something." Sheriff Rand was silent for a while. "What's troubling you now is that you still hope to enter the Knight Academy, but Hitzfeld holds the opposite opinion."
"Yes..." Ashley nodded, her voice sounding weak.
To be honest, she was a little disappointed, because after Sheriff Rand expressed his intention, she thought she could really gain experience from him.
But there's no point in looking at it now... She still doesn't understand the things she shouldn't understand. No matter how hard she tries, she can't figure out what's the difference between herself and other people.
"I understand then." Sheriff Rand's voice came from the other side. "I'm afraid I have the same opinion as her."
what did he say?
Ashley was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up at him, pouting slightly: "Are you... following what they said... joking with me?"
"I'm serious, Ashley." Sheriff Rand lowered his chin and grinned. "At first I was wondering why someone like Hitzfeld would be so stubborn, but now I know that you really don't have that ability."
"She's doing this for your own good, Ashley... Really, don't look at me like that. When you can figure it out on your own, I promise that she won't stop you anymore."
"but……"
"Don't worry, how about I treat you to some fruit pie? They should have something to discuss... During this time, maybe you will be interested in the strange cases I have handled."
The bar was still noisy, but it became much quieter above the fourth floor.
Li Ang led his men to the fifth floor, looking back at them from time to time.
The two men were very nervous when he looked at them. One of them couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me... Mr. Detective, may I ask what's the matter with bringing us up here?"
"It's not that I want to look for you, Yoderal." Li Ang turned his face away, "I also want to know why she wants to look for you..."
The red-haired man—Yodelar—squinted his eyes immediately, but Leon just missed this expression because he was looking at the person next to him—a woman.
"As for you, Mary... I clearly told you that you don't need to come. This matter should have nothing to do with you..."
“But I must know what you did by taking the passengers away!” the woman said, her tone sounding unusually firm. “Please understand this. We really can’t let any more people die on Line 4!”
She made it sound like we were the ones who killed the two people earlier!
Li Ang had no way to deal with the paranoid woman, so he could only take the two of them with him and knock on the door of Room 503.
