Bilan opened her eyes from sleep, struggled to break away from the limbs of the landlady who was sharing the bed, got up and opened the curtains.
Suddenly, the early morning sunlight shone on the faces of the girls through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Yuqi Mansion. Douzi, who was still lying in bed, groaned, wrapped his head in a quilt and continued to sleep, like a treasure cocoon wrapped in leaves.
Bilan couldn't help but think about whether this friend of hers was too leisurely.
The process of moving into Yuqi Residence was much simpler than Bilan expected. Just as the detective had planned, on the night she met Hugo, Hugo proudly showed her the brand new second floor.
Perhaps because of his career, Hugo is obviously a bachelor, but his house is well organized. If Bilan knew how much this detective had a strong sister who needed to be taken care of, she might understand the reason.
"Except for the small archive room next to the stairs, you can use all the spaces on the second floor freely." Bilan still remembers the scene when Hugo introduced the distribution of the rooms.
"I hope you don't think of this as invading personal space. This archive room is actually rarely used. It is usually only opened when the case is completed and filed. I will notify you in advance by then. I will use it for the investigation here. All the materials have been moved downstairs, including those posted on the table. I usually put them in the study room on the first floor for easy access."
The detective at that time also pointed to a large pile of plasma clues piled on the living room table to prove that he did not need to use the archives when investigating the case.
Bilan also curiously asked about the true purpose of the archives, and Hugo replied like this -
"Old case files are the last line of defense for detectives before they are exhausted. New detectives often hang out in the archives because their archives are always filled with failures and mysteries. Older detectives like to keep them in the archives. A chair, soothing my aging brain and heart with the glory of the past. Now I am neither the former nor the latter, and I am at a stage where I need to keep distance from the archives."
Although I don't know if this is nonsense or bragging, overall, Bilan is very satisfied with the current shared housing environment.
Yuqi Mansion has luxurious interior decoration commensurate with the location, multiple independent bathroom systems, and a spacious balcony on the second floor. Every morning, the tall buildings in the city seem to give way, projecting just the right amount of sunlight into the room.
It's completely like a super high-end hotel.
Bilan, who was ready to go out, walked through the stairs and came to the detective office on the first floor. What caught her eyes were the detective's three Sinnoh families and Douzi's Pokémon.
This group of elves with different types of attributes were lying in a ball in love with each other. Even though the sun was already shining, they had the same character as Douzi, still lying on the bed and sleeping.
If you look closely, you will see that your own little Eevee is also among the group of sleepy ghosts, lying on the soft green body of the double egg cell ball. His fluffy tail is held by Bogaman, and his body rises and falls with the even exhalation.
Bilan was a little helpless, otherwise... wouldn't she take little Eevee out?
Suddenly I smell the aroma of coffee.
Only then did Bi Lan notice the detective behind the bar in the restaurant. Hugo was holding a cup of coffee and flicking through his smartphone. There was also a stack of newspapers in his hand that had been turned over.
"Is this also a job? The detective reads the newspaper every morning?" the girl asked curiously.
The detective put down his cup: "Good morning, Bilan, you are right, this is the extremely boring detective industry. We have to admit that paper newspapers and periodicals have a depth of information that digital media cannot match, and cropping out photos of people involved in the case is also It’s more convenient. Most importantly, a private detective with the morning paper at hand looks much more serious than a detective with a mystery novel at hand.”
"That's it." Bilan took the coffee pot handed over by the detective and poured herself a cup. As usual, she only put sugar cubes in it without adding milk. She started to sip while mentioning her schedule, "I plan to go out for a while. Let’s go and see the Warrior Eagle who was injured yesterday.”
"There is a good flower shop next to the station. Be careful not to buy flowers with flower pots. This is a taboo in Hezhong." Hugo suggested kindly, "That seems to mean a long-term illness."
"Hugo, I have a question for you. Your reasoning yesterday was quite brilliant, but you probably didn't have any concrete evidence at hand when you made your inference, right? Hugo, aren't you worried that your reasoning may be wrong?"
"To be honest, a little bit, but even if I make a mistake, I won't regret it."
"Why?"
"There is often a situation in mystery novels. The detective knows who the murderer is, but due to insufficient evidence, he has to tolerate the criminal's actions and wait until the criminal reveals more flaws before arresting him." Hugo put away his mobile phone. , said seriously.
"But this is actually wrong. While the detective is waiting for an opportunity to stop the investigation, the prisoner may continue to commit atrocities. If the detective sits back and does nothing just to reduce the possibility of mistakes, then he is violating his responsibilities. So my creed is, when you notice something strange, you should take immediate action; when you are really helpless, you should immediately share your reasoning with the person involved or someone who has the ability to solve the incident."
"Great principle." Bilan praised sincerely, and then she said, "If all detectives were like you, I think this is a great job."
"If you don't consider the risks, detectives are indeed a good profession in Unova. Unlike Sinnoh, the alliance here's connivance towards the private detective industry is comparable to a rotten fishing net full of loopholes, and the laws related to illegal investigations are extremely imperfect. The protection policy for clients is close to zero, and the industry tax rate is also quite benevolent. This is one of the reasons why I was able to live in Yuqi Mansion with peace of mind before you arrived."
"Hugo." Bilan suddenly called the detective's name solemnly, "I plan to meet the trainer of the Warrior Eagle when I go out this time. If your reasoning hits the target..."
Looking at the detective's surprised eyes, the girl took a deep breath: "Please let me be your assistant!"
"Oh?" Hugo tilted his head and looked at Bi Lan from top to bottom. It was hard to tell what kind of complicated expression he had on his face at this time. It seemed to be somewhere between moved and surprised, but somehow bitter.
"I can help you solve cases, conduct detective investigations, reason with you, and handle chores in the agency - I hope to join the Hugo Detective Agency!" Bilan said with great expectation, while taking out the detective in his pocket Hugo's business card was handed back to the owner of the office.
"I'm extremely happy, if I have this honor." Finally, the detective regained his composure, and couldn't help but smile a little proudly, "In this case, the rent I saved this month will be spent elsewhere. .”
It seems that he is not as worried about making mistakes in his reasoning as he said before.
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The ward is white.
White walls, white sheets, and nurses in white who occasionally visit the ward.
The Warrior Eagle was lying quietly on the bed wrapped in a white bandage, with a complex infusion tube inserted into his body - the infusion set that controlled the flow rate of the sling bottle was also white.
Bilan is actually very familiar with such scenes.
In high-level Pokémon battles, there are many impacts that are more violent than a thirty-level free fall. Even if the opponent of the move has the same level of physical strength and defense as the attacker, unfortunate accidents often happen on the field. .
Advanced trainers must learn a skill - that is to bandage a Pokémon that is seriously injured and can no longer play, while commanding the next Pokémon to fight the opponent.
Her team had luckily never experienced this, but they witnessed such tragedies happening over and over again. Over time, she also became a frequent visitor to the hospital.
"Mom, it was the big sister that day." The childish voice interrupted Bilan's thoughts, it was the little boy.
My mother, whom I had met once before, walked out from behind the curtain, looking much more haggard than yesterday.
Bilan handed her the light yellow carnation bouquet in her hand: "I was a little worried about the recovery of the Warrior Eagle, so I wanted to come and take a look. The emergency call operator happened to be the one from yesterday. He kindly told me the location of the ward."
The mother held Bilan's hand tightly: "I'm really grateful for what happened yesterday. You saved the life of the brave eagle. I can't imagine what would have happened if you weren't there at that time."
The child hid behind his mother and timidly came to Bilan. After hesitating for a long time, he took the initiative to come forward with red eyes.
"Sister, I'm sorry." The boy cried.
"Actually, it was actually me who accidentally dropped Yingying's Poke Ball. And I also said, big sister, you are..." Big tears overflowed from the corners of the boy's eyes. Bilan hurriedly knelt down to comfort the child, so that he didn't need to say any more. , I have forgiven him.
He gently wiped away the tears on the child's face with his fingers, but his blue eyes couldn't help but look at someone behind the boy.
The mother turned slightly sideways and covered her face with her hands, as if she didn't want to see her child admitting his mistake. The hands holding her cheeks were shaking uncontrollably, as if she was hiding her shame.
Bilan's heart sank.
