"It's Principal Grace who's endorsing him." Yes, this is the most important reason. Although Ethan, Sixus and others swore that there was no problem with Ferdinand. But the person who really disrupted her judgment was Grace. It was this important figure who lowered himself to guarantee Ferdinand, which greatly delayed her efficiency and even made her doubt herself for a time. "I think Principal Grace also has a problem..." These words made Xia Yibing's face change completely. She turned around and pounced on Hitzfeld, pressing her down on the seat. She grabbed her wrists and locked them with her right hand, and covered her mouth with her left hand, her eyes fierce. Say no more! It was pure eye contact.
Hitzfeld's pupils contracted at first, then he regained his composure, tried to breathe more lightly, and nodded slowly under the woman's gaze. but why? She expressed her doubt with a half-furrowed brow and twinkling blue eyes. They were in the car, and there couldn't be any eavesdropping devices in this era. What was she afraid of? "There has always been a legend in the world of extraordinary people." Xia Yibing explained in a low voice. "That's why the 'King of Rebellion' suffered a disastrous defeat." "The reason why Sarah can survive so many attacks and still stand firm is because of Grace..." “It’s all because of his cooperation with the Central Diocese.” "Expand his spirit to encompass the entire Wayne." Chapter 45: Throbbing Hitzfeld felt that Xia Yibing was a little overly nervous. Even if Grace's spirit is really that strong and can really cover the entire Wayne, it does not mean that he can monitor all conversations within the coverage area at any time and anywhere. She knew what it felt like. The endless whispers... thousands of people could drive a person crazy. The entire Wayne population was over 120 million, and she really didn't believe that the old man had such a skill. "But it's different when your name is called out... It's always better to be careful." Xia Yibing then let go of the girl, lowered her head and glanced at her casually, her expression suddenly froze. The movement she made when she pounced on him just now was a bit too big, and coupled with Hitzfeld's struggle, the hem of her skirt was actually lifted up. The black long skirt wrapped around the girl's body, with the left side of the skirt rolled up to her thigh, revealing Hitzfeld's entire left leg. When Xia Yibing saw this leg, her first thought was: It turns out she is not thin.
Hitzfeld was shorter than her and had a smaller figure. Plus, she really didn't have much fighting power, so Xia Yibing always thought she was rather thin. But now... look at this leg... Because the girl is sitting, the flesh on her thigh is slightly spread out on the cushion, but because the whole body is wrapped in a pair of white silk stockings, it still maintains a perfect shape. The stockings enhance the curve of the legs, making them look softer. At the extreme point of the hem of the skirt, the edge of the stockings can be vaguely seen, and it is even more clear how it is slightly squeezed into the flesh, creating a charming depression at the outer arc of the thigh... What on earth am I thinking about? Shaking her head, Xia Yibing quickly threw away those dirty thoughts and said with a stammer, "In short... although we can't be sure that they have bad intentions, you are a detective... so you have to be cautious..." What is she talking about? Hitzfeld was confused. Haven't I stopped being a detective for a while? Seeing the woman's rosy face, she lowered her head suspiciously, and then she saw the special scenery she had released. Slowly and seemingly calmly, she lifted the hem of her skirt back up bit by bit to cover her left leg, and her face gradually turned red. …… Half an hour later, the black Beetle stopped at the intersection of Iris Street. Hitzfeld opened the door and got out of the car, then turned around and climbed back in through the window. "That... Xia." "Ok?" Xia Yibing turned her head and glanced at her, then quickly looked away. To be honest, she was a little annoyed by this performance. It was just an embarrassing little incident between friends. I have seen the bodies of young girls many times before when I was handling cases, and some were even seen naked... Why do you feel embarrassed this time? "Can you come again tonight?" "Um……" First I nodded reflexively. "Ok?" Then he turned his head suddenly and looked at the girl with wide eyes. Hitzfeld's upper body was leaning against the car window, a few strands of gray hair hung down from the sides, and his fair face was slightly red. Especially with the eye mask as a backdrop, her blue eyes that were only revealed looked even more moist and bright, as if they were rippling with light every moment. "Hitzfeld..." Xia Yibing took a deep breath and tried her best to control the turbulent emotions in her heart. "I don't know how you see me... but I must emphasize to you: I only see you as a friend." "?" Hitzfeld was slightly stunned.
"What I mean is." She also took a deep breath and said again with a slightly stronger tone: "Now, for this case! We have grasped the key clues! Then the subsequent analysis and investigation! In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the murderer, I think we need to avoid the organization and carry out some more private activities!" Only then did Xia Yibing understand that Hitzfeld had only invited her to come out and cause trouble in the evening. This is true. Villefort's letter could have been poisoned. No wonder Hitzfeld had such concerns. "Oh! That's no problem!" He hurriedly agreed to the girl's request, she stepped on the accelerator and fled. She felt that the "position" of Hitzfeld in her heart, which she had managed to maintain with great difficulty, was showing signs of collapse. This is too dangerous. She has to slow down... Slowly... For Hitzfeld, it was really just an awkward incident. Officer Xia took off his clothes in front of her on the train. I have almost filled up two notebooks with imaginary female bodies, so being seen in the thighs is nothing. If the other person's expression wasn't so strange... Ok…… Her face doesn't turn red either. …… That night, around 10 o'clock, a man covered in a black windbreaker quietly walked into No. 221 Iris Street. The lights in the living room were on, but the bedroom was dark. The visitor looked around the living room for a long time but couldn't find anyone, so he tiptoed into the bedroom. "Crack!" When the switch was pressed and the light came on, Xia Yibing saw Hitzfeld was only one step away from her, holding a chair leg high in his hand and almost about to smash it down. "…This is a necessary disguise," she explained. Somewhat speechless. If I turn on the light too slowly, will my head explode? "That's a good disguise." Hitzfeld lowered the legs of his chair and circled the man in black twice. Long black trench coat, white shirt, black trousers, black top hat. With the addition of a pure white mask with a smiling face, the beautiful policewoman instantly transformed into the leading man at the masquerade ball, and there was no trace of her original self at all. The reason for this disguise is that today is Saturday.
On Saturday, the eternal night fell in the early hours of the morning. But because it was in the most prosperous Weinport, people did not need to worry, but could take the opportunity to go out on the streets to celebrate and praise the rising mechanical sun. As for tonight's celebration, Xia Yibing had found out in advance that it would be a masked party. Even in this bedroom, I could vaguely hear the noise outside - a lot of people had gathered on the street, both men and women, all wearing masks. "What are your preparations?" "It's been done a long time ago." As they talked in low voices, Hitzfeld dragged a humanoid figure out of the closet. This is a mannequin made of pillows, cotton wool and clothes. Xia Yibing hid in the corner and watched her walk to the table with the dummy. Crouch slightly. At the same time, pull up the dummy so that its body overlaps with yours. "Let's go." Let the dummy stand on the chair, Hitzfeld knelt on the ground and crawled to the door, turned his head and urged her. "..."Xia Yibing witnessed the whole process of her twisting her waist and crawling on the ground. Her throat moved and she inexplicably thought of the collar. "what happened?" "wait for me." She slid along the corner to the door, took out a mop, and placed it upside down against the dummy's head. The mop strips hanging down look really like hair if you don't look closely. "..." It was the first time Hitzfeld discovered that she had a talent for comedy. The two of them checked one last time, then quietly went out, avoiding many secret guards. When they came downstairs, Hitzfeld took the mask Xia Yibing handed over and put it on. He blended into the crowd with her and disappeared. -------- I'm late today, there's another chapter coming up soon~ Chapter 46 Watching "Okay." After walking for three blocks and leaving the Shuzi River behind, Xia Yibing took off the mask on her face and threw it into the bushes. "I should have gotten rid of my eyeliner." It’s not all masked partying in town.
In fact, the people in most areas of Wayne were still relatively conservative. Although they would take to the streets, they only did so to praise the Goddess of the Mechanical Yang, and the noise they made was not that loud. Denton is a special case, where people between the nobility and the lower classes live. They like activities and romance, so they always seize every opportunity to celebrate. Hitzfeld also took off her mask. Seeing Xia Yibing's actions, she thought they were very cool, so she threw it aside as well. "Bang!" As a result, it hit the lamppost, making a huge noise, causing people who were praying on the road to turn their heads to look.