At the hotel, Halls had just returned from drinking outside, and was called to the Duke-level suite by Song Xinu. Bing Zhixie had just escorted the princess back to the embassy hotel with Tiberius, and came here instead.
Lund looked drunk: "I haven't been here for a long time. I thought you were stupid to save the world and forgot about us."
Bing Zhixie sat on the sofa and didn't care about his complaints. After they sat down, she asked, "What happened during this time?"
"Yes." Lund said unhappily: "We and several rooms where Hols stayed were watched very early. There were always spies watching us when we came in and out. There were hotel attendants and strangers.
People, there are people who have booked the suites next door and opposite to this house, it’s really a big investment.”
"Is nothing wrong?" Bing Zhixie asked.
Tinu stopped Lund, who was a little drunk, and continued to report: "It's not a big deal. Some people came to us and asked us about trivial questions. Once when we went out, the room seemed to have been disturbed. Stay in the house.
The little flower fairy inside signaled that strange people had come in. A Yin, who was attentive, found footprints that did not belong to us and did not look like a waiter. We took some precautionary measures and left traces on the buttons of the luggage bag and at the door of the room.
It seemed messy, but actually had a special shape of hair. The other party was very alert and did not destroy these scenes, but Halls still used his helmet and found traces of being invaded again."
Halls said: "My Falcon Vision Helmet can detect subtle changes in details. As long as I take a look before and after the incident, I can compare the subtle differences between the two."
Bing Zhixie praised: "A good helmet must be kept well."
Now that Halls had spoken, he continued: "When I came back, I noticed that the people staring at my room seemed to have moved away, and the cleaners were cleaning the room."
"Evacuated?" After hearing this, Xi Nu turned over and went to the window. She hid behind the curtains and used a telescope to look at the room outside the balcony. After observing for a while, she said: "Gulia, go find out about those two people."
A suite situation.”
Gulia came back more than ten minutes later and said, "I knocked on the door and asked the house manager, but they all left."
Xinuqi asked: "What do you mean by withdrawing? They have been staring at us before, not letting go when we come in and out. I even met them in the evening, why did they leave so suddenly?"
"Maybe after checking us for so long, we didn't find any problems, so we just withdrew." Gulia said.
The Knights of the Rose did not know Bing Zhixie's current situation, and thought it was the Disman Republic's surveillance of suspicious persons abroad. As a person in the game, Bing Zhixie felt that this was not a place worth relaxing.
A signal, which means that the other party no longer cares about his trajectory and is looking for suspicious clues.
Before, there were still various restrictions and a salvation plan to be implemented, but Prime Minister Zuo and others had been holding back. Now that the matter has been settled, and there is no longer too much Gu Xi, it is very likely that they have made up their minds to take action against him.
Bing Zhixie glanced at the people present and asked, "Where is Du Jinna?"
"She went shopping." Xi Nu said: "She ordered a batch of maps for the Ten Star City area before, but the bookstore owner was always out of stock. He only informed her that the goods had arrived in the evening." When she saw Bing Zhixie asking this, she worried:
"Is everything going to be okay?"
At this time, the door of the room rang, and it was Du Jinna who opened the door. Everyone was relieved.
Bing Zhixie reminded: "You all should be careful these days. Even in the room, check every place, pay special attention to the bathroom, pipes and toilet drains. If you find any suspicious water traces, you must notify me immediately.
.”
"What happened?" Halls asked.
Bingzhixie said: "Horse, put on your helmet later and follow me to the airship."
"Is there any danger?" Dukina said unhappily: "Celeste, you'd better tell us some situations so that we can be mentally prepared to deal with the matter. Don't keep us all in the dark. If it's always so mysterious
Secret, then we might as well go our separate ways."
"It's okay." Bing Zhixie said with a faint smile: "They are mainly targeting me. I caused too much trouble before, so they will also have concerns. How can a criminal who killed a whole city not be careful? You guys
They are all implicated by me, but their target is always me. You are just the target of secret investigation and there is no danger. But you still have to be more careful."
Du Jinna felt relieved after hearing what he said was reasonable.
"Du Jinna, help me find all the maps of Dragon Burial Valley, down to the smallest detail." Bing Zhixie interrupted Du Jinna who was about to speak: "I know, your map of Dragon Burial Valley is very limited, some
It’s a drawing based on someone else’s speculation, and I want it all.”
"Okay." Du Jinna shook her hair and said, "I just got some atlases, which happen to contain the latest exploration map of Dragon Burial Valley. When do you want it?"
"The sooner the better."
"So you want me to work overtime tonight?" Du Jinna slumped on the sofa and said, "I have to pay more. The overtime pay for a beautiful woman who stays up late is not low."
Bing Zhixie put down a stack of gold coupons: "These are enough for you to live and eat in Ten Star City for a year. You can divide it however you want. Halls, let's go."
In the middle of the night, outside the airship, Bing Zhixie paid a fee for the use of the airport and a tip to the old man watching the night, and they gained the right to enter and exit at will.
Bing Zhixie unlocked the external seal of the airship, recovered a few broken crystal stones that were about to burn out, and jumped onto the ship with Hols. They did not move around randomly, but immediately asked Hols to start observing.
The Falcon Vision helmet is an iron-brimmed hat with a partial visor and a special structure for the eyes. His magic power flows into the helmet, and his consciousness drives his ability, and what he sees is reflected in his eyes. He scanned every deck carefully.
, suddenly discovered a strange place among the many messy footprints.
"Anything discovered?" Bing Zhixie noticed the change in Halls' behavior.
Halls squatted down and pointed to the side of the door: "Starting from here, there is a series of footprints, very small footprints." In his field of vision, footprints were piled on top of each other, some were distant and blurry, and some were left before the seal.
Soon, I could see it more clearly, but with so many footprints stacked together, even if Bing Zhixie opened his bright yellow eyes, he couldn't distinguish them clearly. But Hols, with his hunter's ability and the help of treasures, separated the footprints from the ones they usually stacked.
The difference was found in the footprints.
"Small footprints..." Bing Zhixie also squatted down and looked at the empty ground: "Can you draw it?" He took out a quill and handed it to Hols.
Halls carefully sketched and drew four footprints the size of peeled orange peels.
Bing Zhixie muttered: "What a strange footprint, not like a human being."
Halls turned to look at him.
Bing Zhixie added: "I mean, it's not like the demi-humans and alien races that we usually see. Does it look like the footprints of a rabbit? I remember there is a kind of animal-eared tribe. Their soles, legs and knees are like
The feet are hunched like rabbits, cattle and sheep, and their foot plates are like plum blossoms, which is similar to this shape."
Halls waved his hand: "I know what you are talking about, it's different."
"Is it different?"
"Don't question my professional judgment."
"Okay." Bing Zhixie said helplessly: "Then can you tell what kind of footprints this is?"
Halls' expression and face were all hidden under his helmet, but he could still feel his contemplation and confusion, so he could only continue walking in the cabin. What also surprised him was that the traced footprints were not always on the floor, but also on the floor.
Continuing on the wall and on the ceiling of the cabin, he carefully observed the changes and step distances of each footprint, and said in surprise: "It's so strange, there are such footsteps and movement trajectories." As he said this, he sketched out one of the steps.
Bingzhixie could see and compare the footprints.
"There are no palm prints, only footprints. It's not surprising. If Alice steps on the bulkhead and walks to the ceiling, she can do it. Warcraft can do it too," Bing Zhixie observed.
Halls pointed: "Look at the details. If people want to step on the wall, they will use magic to hold up their bodies. This is equivalent to the footprints made without the influence of gravity. The depth, angle and steps of the footprints left behind
The width and length are different, and Warcraft usually relies on instinct, and occasionally some can use magic. No matter how it is done, there are signs of change that can be identified. This set of footprints, whether on the ground or on the wall
, it’s still on the ceiling, the strength, angle and spacing are exactly the same. Usually even if you hold a seal to cover it, you can’t make such a footprint. Oh, there are a few changes. It’s when the footprint turns, and here it is.
." He walked to the middle of the corridor from the cabin to the bedroom.
Bing Zhixie said: "This is the place where Lai Lei was assassinated."
"That's not wrong. The footprints have changed very little here, and the spacing and width are obviously disrupted." Halls said incomprehensibly: "I have been a sheriff for so many years. Unless there is some kind of high-level footprint,
A high-level puppet..."
"Puppet?" Bing Zhixie recalled the scene when he rescued Lace, and then contacted the Three-Headed Dragon Arsenal: "It's really possible that it's a puppet."
"But..." Halls looked at the traces all over the cabin: "There are a lot of dried water marks here. They are everywhere, and they are scattered. It's like..."
"Like what?"
"The mark left here by a centipede that stepped on water."
Bing Zhixie said: "Could it be some kind of plant life?"
"Leaves and vines..." Halls thought of something and compared the traces everywhere: "It reminds me of a kind of monster. It is a large bunch of leaves, shaped like horseshoes or peach, and is placed in the water.
Living in the cold abyss, there is no such thing in the "Encyclopedia of Warcraft" because it is difficult to find. When I was hunting in the Warcraft Forest, I saw it two or three times in the stream with deep caves and culverts. It was not very impressive.
The creatures are probably on the fourth or fifth level. I pulled out one, and it was seven meters long, but not every one is that long. After I pulled it out, I threw it under the sun to dry, and it made a roar.
The water is coming out, and the water output is almost as much as half a well. This thing has no name, and I have never seen it elsewhere. It is quite similar to the traces here." He was not sure about that kind of plant monster.
He has seen little and has not observed enough.
"A fourth- or fifth-level monster should not be a dangerous thing to hurt Lace."
Halls does not agree with this view: "Don't underestimate the seemingly weak monsters. No matter how strong the creature is, it will have weaknesses, and no matter how weak the species is, it will have strengths. A fifth-level monster can also kill a seventh-level monster.
people."
"What you said makes sense." Bing Zhixie praised: "Your ability as a police officer and your ability as a hunter, combined with the two, such a good talent cannot be reused by Xindmore. It's St. Bike's."
loss."
Halls chuckled: "I have also looked away. It is not much better to stay in the metropolis if you are too persistent. Anyway, if you have money, it is good to follow the master and hang out with you. You don't have to sell your skills to the powerful.
"
Bing Zhixie also smiled and said: "The 'price' is higher for those in need. I'm not talking about material value, but also the value of self-realization."
The two searched the cabin again, but found no new information.
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(It’s too late. I’ll update during the rest of the day. I’ve had a stomachache for the past two days and I don’t feel good. I must have worked too many night shifts and it’s uncomfortable. Good night, brothers.)