Bilan tried hard to recall Hugo's demeanor and behavior when he expressed his reasoning, tried his best to suppress his nervousness, and pretended to chuckle lightly.
"The following is my judgment as a detective - Madam, you can seal your memories of the past, but it is impossible to seal a child's yearning for his mother."
The mother, whose tears were still wet, just showed a confused expression. She didn't understand what Bilan meant at this time.
"Your son often stands by the window, right? That's actually because he hopes to be like his mother, wearing a gliding suit and flying in the air one day."
Bilan made an unfounded inference, thinking that this would comfort the woman in front of her.
However, the person being comforted immediately retorted: "This is impossible. Neither I nor my lover have ever mentioned the fact that I was an air combat trainer in front of our children."
"But your trophies and gliding suits should always be placed in a corner of your home. Your children must have seen them accidentally, which further developed their yearning for flying."
In fact, Bilan, who encountered the rebuttal at this time, was extremely panicked, fearing that the other party would further investigate the rationality of the reasoning. In her previous life, she had never found that the act of speaking could be so difficult.
"Judging from... Judging from your inability to stop your child's dangerous behavior in time, you should have other work besides taking care of your children. Please think about it, the children who have to be left behind must be very lack of entertainment, so they start to explore at home. Treasure hunting is actually a very normal thing.”
The lady nodded doubtfully: "In our family, there are indeed times when both husband and wife are not at home... Could it be that at that time he saw the souvenirs of my past?"
"exactly!"
People's thoughts are slowly formed in words. As the communication continues, things that were originally vague gradually become clear.
With her brain running rapidly, the girl worked hard to weave words one after another——
“Think carefully, when you accidentally find items from your past, are they really still in the same place? As far as I know, things that have been deliberately hidden don’t reappear that easily – and of course these It’s just my guess.”
The mother was thinking hard: "It seems...certainly..."
Seeing that the target was gradually being persuaded, Bilan took advantage of this opportunity and quickly put forward her suggestion——
"Please listen to my advice. If you want to completely improve your child's bad habits, venting this hobby in a positive way will be more effective than the current rigid prohibition or threatening induction."
The mother understood what Bilan meant, and her attention shifted to the suggestion: "You want me to take my child to experience aerial battles?"
"Why not?" Bilan breathed a sigh of relief. She remembered that the woman had mentioned that she had browsed the Internet about parachutes that children could use, so she continued -
"It's better to block than to open up. When a child no longer has an unknown yearning for the sky, he will naturally stop going to the window sill to cause trouble. What's more, you can also take this opportunity to relive the passionate years of soaring in the sky."
Listening to Bilan's advice, the woman was stunned for a moment, then looked at the ward in the distance, and then shook her head with a wry smile: "I will not engage in air battles anymore, but you are the savior of the Warrior Eagle, so I will accept this suggestion. Take it seriously.”
At this time, at the door of the ward in the distance, the little boy's little head timidly emerged from the door of the ward. Did he notice this? Bilan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the time to say goodbye was coming soon.
The mother rubbed her cheeks, wiped away the tears on her face, and regained her previous strong look.
"Miss Detective, thank you very much for this time. Our family is lucky to have your assistance and advice. If you need help and I can help, please be sure to contact me." said this The mother held out her business card with both hands.
Bilan politely took the business card, which had the woman's name, phone number and job title printed on it. It turned out that the former air combat champion in front of her was the manager of an air transport company. I guess this was the reason why the little boy was neglected.
"I hope Warrior Eagle will have recovered by then." Bilan bid farewell to the mother with a smile on her face.
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The girl who left the hospital took a long breath. Although this incident was an uncomfortable tragedy, for some reason, the communication with the person involved made her feel a lot better. For the first time in her life, she was called "Miss Detective" The experience made her even more excited.
At this moment, Bilan, who was passing by the back door of the hospital, saw a real detective sneaking into the hospital wearing a shabby white suit jacket, it was Hugo.
I saw Hugo dig out a suspicious white coat from somewhere, change out of the white suit jacket that he usually wears, and then change his previous lack of confidence, and strutted into the back door of the hospital with confidence. There was no one along the way. Stop him.
What was the detective doing at the hospital?
The ignorant girl followed him in fascination, following the detective through the corridors and spiraling downward stairs.
Then, she saw a crying mask floating in the air from a distance, fighting diligently in front of Hugo. Then, I don’t know if it was because of Hugo’s bad luck. This ghost elf, which could have passed through the wall freely, hit an iron door firmly, making a crisp sound of "bang", and red tearful eyes appeared on the ghost’s face. It's becoming more and more obvious.
Bi Lan watched as the person and ghost she was following pushed open the iron door and entered a certain room.
Naturally, the curious girl couldn't retreat at this time. The fact that she didn't have a Pokémon with her made Bilan a little uneasy, but when she thought that she was following no one else, but the trustworthy detective Hugo, Bilan plucked up her courage. After Hugo entered, she quietly opened the iron door and sneaked into the room.
She didn't notice at all that the iron door she passed through was marked with a house number, which recorded the functions of this room——
Morgue, the place where the remains are laid.
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Four hours later…
Douzi, who stayed behind at Yuqi Mansion, saw Bilan and Hugo who had gone out in the morning.
Hugo, as usual, was wearing a wrinkled and shabby white suit with a calm expression. However, Sister Xiaolan looked a little strange, her face was pale and her steps were a little unsteady.
Without waiting for Douzi to ask, the detective seemed to have seen through Douzi's thoughts and took the initiative to explain: "I happened to meet Bilan in the hospital today. She said she wanted to work as a detective assistant in this agency, so I introduced her to some detective industry. Relevant common sense.”
Douzi looked at Sister Xiaolan and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of common sense?"
"Various causes of death and their symptoms, how to determine the time of death based on the changes in the body after death, etc." Hugo answered without thinking.
Bi Lan, who was still at the door, didn't know what memories were evoked, and her face became even paler.
"This...is true. It is indeed the knowledge that detectives need." Douzi's smile was a little stiff, "Let's discuss what to eat for lunch."
"In short, don't eat bloody meat, and don't prepare mushy soups. It's best to eat light food with a strong daily feel."
"How are the noodles?" Douzi asked the detective in a low voice.
"No, this will remind you of the intestines." Hugo lowered his voice vigilantly and shook his head.
"rice?"
"No, if I see the white sticky stuff one by one, today's blue will definitely spit it out."
"Sandwich?" Douzi, who was racking his brains, made a triangular pattern with his hand.
The detective snapped his fingers happily and said excitedly: "That's it! I decided to have a sandwich for lunch."
Perhaps stimulated by the shouting Hugo, Bilan, who was swaying at the door, covered her mouth again and retched uncomfortably.
Upon seeing this, Hugo hurriedly entered the room, dug out an opaque paper bag from a certain drawer, ran back to the door like a storm, and stuffed it into the hands of the new detective assistant.
The girl finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and vomited into the paper bag.
