In fact, it was true. Before they could even react, the guy who called himself Ethan grabbed Leon by the collar and dragged him from the main road into an alley.
"you……!"
Baliu was stunned.
She hurriedly chased in and found that Li Ang was pinned against the wall by the other party and was being forced to extort information.
"What the hell did you do to her?"
"You didn't do anything! Hero!"
"You answered even though I didn't even tell you who it was? There's something wrong with you!"
"No - who else could be related to us and have problems during this period of time except that detective? I may not be as high-ranking as you, but don't underestimate my professionalism..."
"Did you go with her on the last case?"
"Yes……"
"Describe the process to me in detail!"
Seeing that the other party didn't really want to attack, and that he was just concerned about a certain detective, Baliou gave up the urge to attack.
She also helped to add to what Li Ang was saying, and both of them wanted to clear up the misunderstanding as soon as possible.
"…That's all, nothing else."
Li Ang nodded.
"We could see that she was in a very low mood at the end, but she wouldn't say anything no matter how we asked her. How could we guess? I'm not the worm in her stomach..."
"If I must say it." He paused, "I feel like that doctor knows her."
"And they should have a pretty good relationship, um—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Ethan and Baliu covered Leon's mouth together, and the latter even punched him on the head.
"Is this something you can just say?"
Baliwu was so angry that his pig brain was about to die.
"How many people are waiting to cause trouble, and you're handing them a knife, right?"
They didn't let Li Ang go until they were sure that there was no one around and that there were no psychopaths eavesdropping in the sewer.
Leon stared at Baliu and then at Ethan, suspecting that it was not him but the two of them who were going to get married.
"I just arrived too."
Ethan rubbed his temple.
"The sheriff said he doesn't have time to go to Flo Street during this period. You can go and check out the situation first."
……
Number 12, Flo Street, in front of the chain-link fence.
"What the hell?"
Li Ang grabbed the chain and shook it a few times.
"Is she going to make it?"
"I asked the neighbors, and they said she moved away after she came back. No one knows where she went."
Baliu brought back some information.
"They also said she looked upset and that some shaggy boys tried to woo her but were beaten up by her instead."
"Did those idiots make her angry?"
“Not really.” Ethan shook his head. “She’s not the type to get angry about this kind of thing. She knows very well that once she moves away, there will be no funeral business in this area. She’s always been concerned about these things.”
"Oh, I have heard of it. Her price is very fair." Li Ang brushed the snow off the brim of his hat and sighed.
"It seems she is really sad."
"Mr. Doyle knew her a long time ago. Do you know where she is now?"
Barrieu asked.
"I know." Ethan hesitated.
"She only has these few places to stay. I can guess where she is, and that place is not far from here..."
"Then take us there quickly?"
"I'm afraid she doesn't want to see us." Ethan shook his head and looked at the sky.
"After all, the person who is most capable of comforting her is not here."
"I'm afraid none of us can get through the door."
……
He is right.
Two hours later, when they finally climbed up the hill, crossed the forest, and opened up a snowy road to truly see the "big manor" that Ethan mentioned, they found themselves always circling in the woods.
"It seems she doesn't want to see anyone."
Ethan spread his hands.
"That's how the place is...If she doesn't want to, outsiders won't be able to find the door even if they search for a year."
"She can't treat her friends like this!"
Li Ang shouted very unhappily.
He was unwilling to give up and started shouting the girl's name in the snow.
After shouting for a long time without any effect, he paused and began to think.
Ethan and Baliu both thought he had come up with some ideas, and looked at him with some anticipation.
As a result, Leon started shouting again - this time he was shouting at Ashley.
Ethan staggered, and Baliu transformed into vines and threw Leon into the snow.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
They heard a burst of laughter.
Turning around, they found a man in a thin windbreaker sitting on a treetop a few meters away, looking down at them. He was holding a roasted sweet potato in his hand, eating it and laughing, looking very happy.
Baliu didn't know him, but the moment she saw him, her heart moved and she immediately realized that the other person was not a pure human.
Then she saw Ethan rush forward and kick the tree trunk, and the man fell down along with the roasted potatoes and snow.
"Hey!"
He got up and brushed off the snow on his body, while pushing Ethan in dissatisfaction.
"That's how old friends greet each other."
"I think you have forgotten that the internal rules of you little lions do not apply to me... I can just follow you and do bad things to you every time you do something."
"..." Baliu opened her mouth.
Although the other party only said one sentence, the style and atmosphere that came towards me was overwhelming.
Why did she feel that this was Li Ang who was even sicker?
The two men wrestled in the snow for a while, then supported each other and came over.
"Let me introduce you. This is Mapus, Mapus Darent."
"I think I've heard of you..."
Baliwu suddenly realized.
After all, this is a wooden man.
There are not many examples of people who have survived petrification, so they are definitely a rare species.
"I've also heard about you, the naive girl who would tear out her heart just because of two love letters at this stage when she has never seen the world."
After the other party's second sentence, Baliu's fist began to harden.
She felt right.
This guy deserves a beating more than Li Ang!
She didn't like Darent, but Leon liked him very much.
Soon after the two met, they started calling each other brothers. Now it was Baliu's turn to wonder who was getting married.
"By the way, what should we do about this?"
Darent gets down to business.
"She won't open the door, can't we just wait here?"
"That person didn't come back and didn't bring you anything?"
"..."
Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Ethan.
Ethan was silent and took out an envelope from his pocket.
"Hitzfeld."
He shouted softly towards the snow ahead.
"is her……"
"Here is her letter for you."
After waiting for a while, an ice needle appeared in the snow.
It went straight through the letter and carried it into the dense forest ahead.
Unit Summary
Due to energy and time constraints, the reward list will be sent on the 1st of next month.
The weather has become too cold, and I haven't been infected yet, so I have to say I'm lucky. But because I often fall asleep leaning on a chair and catch a cold every few days, I can't say that I'm in good condition.
The only good news is that it allowed me to feel deeply involved when writing the final part of the story.
The positioning of "Shadow Poison Needle" in the detective collection is very important, and to some extent it is even the most important unit, because it involves the secrets of the Hitzfeld family and the parents that the protagonist has been longing to find.
Let’s talk about Lengdis.
His existence was indeed planned from the beginning. I tried to keep what I was good at in the past on the basis of the unit drama - that is, some hidden plots that were buried deep enough. It's just that I was not good at this in the past, and the rhythm of detonating the hidden plots might be too long, which resulted in a whole plot that I personally thought was exciting enough, but most readers read it in fragments, and they might not even remember the names of the characters after a few chapters. It was a bit difficult to ask readers to remember the hidden plot information and connect them at the moment of seeing the explosive point, so the effect was not as good as expected.
From this perspective, the unit drama model really helped me solve this defect. Readers can focus more on the small stories, filling the boring and lonely time when they are waiting for the big dark plot to be detonated. I can also continue to play my specialty without restrictions - small units and small units can also be used as dark plots to be detonated. This is not a conflict, but will enrich the layers of the story and make some characters more complicated.
As for Coldis's death...I have basically written down the reasons.
As someone who did not belong to this timeline, he should have died long ago, and his survival was an accident. When he found out that everything he pursued was obtained by him in such an ironic way, he actually had to die.
This is not just for the good of the protagonist, but also for what kind of person he is - I have to make this kind of trade-off.
The fact that Lengdis worked as a corpse-stitcher to help mortals keep watch for hundreds and thousands of years during his time on Earth shows that he is definitely not really cold-hearted.
He has love for the world, but this love is not for wealth and fame. This was evident when he was a painter in his early years. He cares more about the sufferings of the lower classes.
You have to have such a basic character to explain why he is willing to protect the secular world. Otherwise, this person will be too abrupt and his arc will not be complete.
But when his wife secretly performed the ritual and he was forced to lose everything and come to a strange world, he realized that this must be a backup plan arranged by the goddess.
Even if she didn't propose it, it might have been advocated by the ancestors of the Hitzfeld family themselves, and it is always related to the goddess.
At this point it is a process of love turning into hate: he will feel that he has been helping you diligently for so many years, and is even prepared to endure all kinds of pain, which may include watching his wife and relatives grow old with an immortal body... But in the end you are going to take away even this opportunity, and the meaning of his existence is directly denied.
So he actually hated Namiya.
Lengdis, in fact, did not have any conventional mentality of a time traveler. He did not think this was a good thing at all. He could not let go of his concerns about the other side of the universe, and he wanted to go back, no matter what the cost.
Knowing this, his transformation in Namibia and his subsequent actions can be understood a little better.
He doesn't think of this as the real world.
For him, this is just a transit station, similar to a game, an immersive large-scale online game.
Those things he killed were nothing but NPCs. Of course, this description was too cruel, but it was almost the same. He really did not regard the native civilians of Namibia as human beings - his attitude towards the civilians of Earth and Namibia was completely different.
