"Many people have experienced this kind of confusion. I'm glad that you can think so deeply, because it means that you are not simply driven by hatred to do these things, but Hitzfeld..." "Don't let those things taint you." There was silence for a moment before Hitzfeld broke free from him. "I understand, Darent." she says. “…There are always more good things.” "You see, this is why you need a guide." Darent smiled and winked at her. "But the attic..." Hitzfeld still couldn't get it out of his mind.
"I'll take care of the attic investigation." Darent ended the conversation with a wave of his hand. "Okay, go back." "Otherwise, Bram will really eat all the meat patties!" Chapter 24 Planning Darent's warning was like a bucket of ice water. Hitzfeld was awakened by the pouring water. She realized: Even though she did have an outstanding talent for this job as Xia Yibing said, and because she had read a lot of detective works in her previous life, which broadened her horizons and gave her richer ideas and imagination... she still lacked a lot of experience. She can use her talent, reading and studying her lady's manuscript notes, or even spend a long time to make up for her detective experience, knowledge and experience. She was not afraid of evil spirits or curses. She knew that she had an eye that might belong to God, which gave her a great advantage over ordinary people. But experience in self-preservation, experience in fighting against evildoers among humans... these are not things that can be easily acquired. "Maybe I was too dazzling before." That night, while leaning on the bed and reading a book, Hitzfeld began to reflect on his words and actions during this period. "That's too much of a show-off... There are some things that I don't need to tell you even if I see them. I need to pay more attention to this in the future." Hitzfeld had just finished her self-reflection when Darent gave her a surprise the next day, Thursday. "What did you say?" Hitzfeld was stunned. "Are you sure?" "Confirmed." The thin man nodded like a drum. "There are indeed traces on it. Some very large shoe prints. Comparing the size, they were left by a person who is over 190 cm tall." That doesn't prove it was Johnny. But it has been proven that this person has a great connection with the old lady's death.
But this is not the focus of Hitzfeld's attention. She is more concerned about - "How did you get up there?" The girl's one eye widened. They didn't even find the entrance to the hidden attic, and it was impossible for Darent to find Horus and others directly to interrogate them. When she walked around the house during the day, she confirmed that there were no windows or doors on the upper floor - not even a crack. She really didn't understand... How could this be climbed up? "Oh, I guess everyone has a little secret." Darent raised his orchid finger to his lips in a coquettish manner, "I'll tell you when I'm in a good mood." "I don't mind your secrets." Hitzfeld glared at him, "But this is no joke! Are you sure you really went up there?" "If I lie, I will never be able to eat your fried pork chops in my life." "..." can. The backlash of this oath was indeed vicious enough for him. "We are lacking evidence right now." Darent said. "It's impossible for you to capture Bram and torture him for the ring. He has a high reputation in the town. Sheriff Makan will not agree. I doubt that if we dare to propose this, the other townspeople will tear us to pieces." "We must have evidence to catch him." The girl nodded. "We'll have to wait until Saturday." Darent shrugged. "He is indeed a strong suspect... and now he knows that two detectives are investigating the matter. Under our influence, Sheriff Makan will also be more vigilant. He will not back down this Saturday. He will be more aggressive in wanting to find Falcon's treasure." "Do we really want to follow?" "Well, this is an opportunity... We can also use this opportunity to find out whether he is in league with Johnny." "But today is only Thursday." Hitzfeld looked at the sky. "Thursday and Friday, there are still two days left." She didn't like wasting time, even if it was just to wait for her prey to show up, she felt she could do something else with that time. "What do you want to do?" Darent was curious. “I wonder if it’s possible to sanction those who have escaped justice as well.” Hitzfeld said, looking toward the house. Outside, Chris and Lily were feeding the animals and cleaning up the mess they made. Mickey, Helen and Mrs. Gebrina sent Dr. Bram to the intersection together. It was obvious that Helen wanted to follow, but Bram turned around very quickly. The autopsy results came out long ago and found nothing, so there was really no need for him to stay. On the outer corridor of the house, Horus was leaning on the railing, drinking slowly from a bottle of beer.
Seeing the girl looking at him, he grinned grimly and made a throat-cutting gesture with his hand. "You watch here." Hitzfeld snorted. "I'm going to town, to find Fister." …… The scene changed, and in a private room on the third floor of the Ram Hotel, the girl and Molly Fister sat face to face. "Are you asking me about the blood-marked gold ring that I auctioned in Wayne?" "Yes." "That... I'm afraid I can't provide any information because it was too early! I can't even remember who was here." "You don't need to remember this." Hitzfeld shook his head slightly. "I mean, can I buy one of these rings from you?" "Buy?" The woman's eyes widened, and she shook her head slowly and asked, "You mean... you want blood-veined gold?" "It's not blood-veined gold. A fake will do. It's just something that looks similar. Do you have any?" "……Have." The woman looked a little confused. Generally speaking, it is very rude to ask a jeweler if he sells fakes. If you meet a jeweler with a bad temper, you may even be beaten up, and after that, you will have to endure a series of defamation lawsuits. But this gray-haired girl...who makes her a detective? Based on the skills she had witnessed, the woman had no doubt that she was related to some detective organization - possibly even some secret department! It's just a fake blood-patterned gold ring. There's no need to offend her for such a request. The two finished their discussion quickly. A fake gold ring with blood patterns. grams weight, gold-plated. There is no requirement for internal quality, but the appearance must be "impressive". Most importantly, it must be delivered to town before dawn on Saturday. "2000 Goli." After Fister finished his calculations, he looked up. " is the price, and the rest is the expedited shipping fee... We have to mobilize people from several stores to help deliver it. The extra 100 yuan will be waived for you, so 2000 will be enough."
“Is it really not expensive?” “We rarely do business like this.” Fister smiled bitterly. "We don't have any store in Zhongtu City. I'd be embarrassed if the news got out that we went through so much trouble just for a fake gold-plated ring." Hitzfeld nodded and began to observe the woman's expression carefully. Bloodshot eyes indicate that you did not get enough rest. But her brows were always furrowed, not just because she didn't get a good rest, but because something was tormenting her. "I heard that you went to see the Gebrina family yesterday afternoon." "Yes." "To discuss business?" "Yeah..." Fister sighed, "And that one-eyed bastard gave me a good scolding... Oh, sorry, I didn't mean you." "It's okay," Hitzfeld said, indicating that she didn't care. “This family is totally unreasonable!” The conversation started, and Feste began to describe to the girl the suffering she had endured. "Mr. Gebrina's father was a villain, too." "It would take me years to hear those nasty words in Wayne!" "I know it's difficult for Mr. Gebrina to be caught in the middle, so I don't blame him for not speaking up for me." "The only thing that moved me was that the tallest man was the only one who came to support me, apologize to me, and comfort my wounded heart..." "and many more." Hitzfeld interrupted her. "The tallest man, you mean the one with red hair?" "Correct!" "How did he apologize to you?" Hitzfeld pulled out the little notebook again. "I'm sorry... but this is really important. Could you please repeat everything he said at that time?" "He only said two words to me." Feist found this a little strange. "One was an apology. He said 'I'm sorry you had to go through this'." "I didn't understand the second sentence. He asked me, 'Are you really Fister?' ... To be honest, I still don't understand what that means."
Chapter 25 Giants on the Sea "Are you sure he asked you that?" Hitzfeld's expression became very serious. "determine." Fister was infected by her emotions and swallowed nervously.