Chapter 1038: The Art-Seeking Agent

Not long after the Sir left, Miss Be La Bu Lang, whom Xia De was waiting for, came back.

Because eight years had passed, her appearance had changed significantly, and as an ordinary citizen, she also had a big difference in makeup from when she was a maid, so Xia De could only say that this lady was indeed very much like the maid Princess Ring Ring Mage Li Te once had, he couldn't confirm if she was really that former Military Intelligence Agency agent.

After confirming that both the bookstore owner, old Mr. Bu Lang, and Miss Be La Bu Lang were just ordinary people, Xia De, under the cover of illusion, went to the second floor of the bookstore where Miss Bu Lang lived, opened the door lock of the room she lived in with the Key of the Door, and simply searched through it.

The room was very ordinary, and there were an easel and several oil paintings with quite an artistic sense in the corner. He didn't touch other people's private items, but he still found a pistol in the desk. Except for that gun, there were no other items worthy of attention, and considering that the bookstore itself illegally sold firearms, that gun might also have been given to her by old Mr. Bu Lang for self-defense.

【Create a situation and test it?】

"She" asked softly.

Xia De shook his head and looked at the bedroom that was not very big:

"Some habits, once formed, are very difficult to change even if you deliberately want to change them. I asked Princess Ring Ring Mage Li Te, and her former maid had received full training as a royal maid. Sorry."

He said softly to the wardrobe, and then opened the wardrobe door. Without paying attention to the clothes hanging on hangers, he checked the clothes folded at the bottom of the wardrobe:

"Ordinary girls, even if they are very good at housework, can never compare to professional maids who have undergone training in the rigor of clothing placement."

He looked at the clothes that were folded and placed exceptionally neatly and said. The wardrobes organized by Duo Luo Qian, Lei Qianya, and Lu Wei Ya were very different from the wardrobes that Miss Jia Lin Na's maids helped him organize every Saturday. The Duchess's maids were all very professional:

"Sure enough, this way of folding clothes... maybe it's a coincidence, but I can look at other places."

He stood up, closed the wardrobe, and looked at the desk again:

"Besides being a maid, she might also have the experience of an agent. And as a cautious former agent..."

Xia De took out the pistol again, checked it, and confirmed that a bullet had already been pressed into the chamber:

"Pressing a bullet into the chamber in advance not only makes it convenient to trigger at any time, but also allows the pistol to have one more bullet. I think ordinary girls wouldn't understand these."

He put the well-maintained pistol back:

"Of course, this is still not enough to prove anything. Maybe it was learned from her uncle."

Then he looked at the oil paintings in the corner, flipped through the drawing board slightly:

"They are all very ordinary landscape paintings, and they don't involve specific locations and character features... This white clock tower is no problem, but the window style of the clock tower is a very typical Ka Sen Li Ke style. I have seen it in Miss A Fu Luo La's Cold Water Port manor."

"It's really interesting."

Xia De thought silently, and then used "Echo of the Past."

There were many sounds in the bedroom, and he listened to three segments.

The first segment was the conversation between Miss Bu Lang and her uncle, old Mr. Bu Lang. The latter was asking about the topic of Miss Bu Lang's wedding date;

The second segment was the conversation between Miss Bu Lang and a strange man. Both of them were full of joy in their tone. The strange man told Miss Bu Lang that he had packed his luggage, and after the Year-End Festival, they would hold the wedding and move to A Tai Ke City, the city of art, to settle down.

The two imagined their life after marriage, and Xia De also knew that the strange man was Miss Bu Lang's fiancé, an orphan, currently a mechanic.

The last segment was Miss Bu Lang's monologue. This thirty-year-old lady was probably talking to the mirror, expressing her joy, confusion, and a little panic about getting married.

The point was this sentence in the words:

"Can those pasts really disappear completely?"

"It should be her."

Xia De didn't continue to pry into other people's privacy, just still curious about the reason for her appearance in To Bei Si Ke. It seemed that this matter had nothing to do with the supernatural, and it was entirely Miss Bu Lang looking for a new life herself.

【Continue to investigate? Or report directly to that Princess?】

"She" continued to ask Xia De with a smile.

"Of course, continue to investigate. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with the supernatural. I really want to know why this is. If I can investigate the whole story of the matter and then inform Princess Ring Ring Mage Li Te, then after this matter ends, it can be completely entrusted to the Sir to show spiritual light through Princess Ring Ring Mage Li Te, instead of through Mr. A Lan Mai Di Xun."

He returned to the bookstore downstairs. At this time, it was noon, and Miss Bu Lang left the first floor and went to the second floor to prepare lunch for herself and her uncle.

Xia De picked two books in the bookstore, and after leaving the bookstore, he went around to the alley behind the bookstore, and then climbed over the wall into the small courtyard used as a warehouse behind the bookstore.

Confirming that there was no one around, he turned into a red butterfly and flew from the ground to the second floor. After turning back into a human body in the air, he borrowed the power of the 【Magician's Escape Box】 and entered the room behind the glass directly.

The kitchen was also on the second floor of the bookstore. Xia De changed his attire, wiped on the witch's eyeshadow, and then walked toward the kitchen.

The kitchen was narrow and dark, and Miss Be La Bu Lang was skillfully stirring eggs. Hearing the cough coming from the door, her hand shook subconsciously, and then she was surprised to see the stranger standing at the door:

"Who are you? Sir, there is nothing valuable here. Oh, leave here quickly!"

"How dare you return to To Bei Si Ke directly?"

Xia De asked straight to the point. While Miss Bu Lang showed a stunned expression, he stretched out a finger and asked:

"Guess if I am from the Gray Glove?"

This sentence was in Ka Sen Li Ke language, a very proficient Ka Sen Li Ke language. Xia De followed the Princess to "learn a foreign language," although it was an excuse, it was not without any gains.

Then he stretched out his second finger:

"Or are you from the Military Intelligence Agency?"

This sentence was in De La Rui Ang language, also very proficient, with the characteristics of the accent of the central city area of To Bei Si Ke.

The lady in the kitchen stepped back subconsciously, apologized softly, and first turned off the gas that was heating the pot. She put down the bowl and spoon containing eggs, pinched the towel on the side, and showed an almost desperate expression on her face:

"I..."

"Don't show that expression first, I am not from these two sides."

Xia De said, staring at her face and adding:

"I work for a beautiful lady. Before deciding how to treat you, I want to hear your story."

He walked into the kitchen and patted the 【Kind Gun】 on the small table where the egg bowl was placed:

"The Military Intelligence Agency should have arranged for you to live in the countryside or a small city. Why did you come back?"

"I..."

The lady pinching the towel pursed her lips. The despair in her eyes became more and more obvious. She stared at the gun, and her tone changed from soft to firm:

"They certainly wouldn't allow it, so I faked my death again, abandoned all my original identities, and returned here. This was not easy. Making my colleagues in the Military Intelligence Agency believe that I really died was harder than leaving Wei Lun Dai Er back then."

"Why come back?"

"To go to school."

"Hmm?"

Xia De couldn't understand. Miss Bu Lang moved her gaze from the gun patted on the table to him.

The narrow kitchen, the window was still narrow. The light in the room was extremely dim, the desperate lady, explaining her life almost hysterically:

"Sir, do you know my past? Before being absorbed into the Military Intelligence Agency, I was just an ordinary girl. Later, some things happened... my life changed completely. But since I was young, I liked art, liked painting. I once thought that after I left the Military Intelligence Agency, I would pursue my dream. But they deceived me. I couldn't appear in public, nor was I allowed to enter a public art academy... I understand this is the rule of the Six Agencies, but I couldn't accept it, so I chose to pursue my own life."

She looked at Xia De like this. Her pale face was even more exaggerated than the skin of the blood-sucking species Mr. Bei En Ha Te:

"I know I did nothing wrong. I spent eight months in To Bei Si Ke to obtain a graduation certificate from the Third Art Academy, and met him. After the Year-End Festival, we will go to A Tai Ke City to settle down, and I will continue my studies there. Pursuing dreams, pursuing knowledge... for someone with my background, does this sound ridiculous?"

"Not ridiculous at all. I know an old professor who pursued knowledge and even lost his legs."

Xia De was referring to Professor De Lai Ke in Heng Ting Dun City. Counting the time, the professor had probably left Heng Ting Dun and moved to Wei Lun Dai Er.

"But are you so bold? The Art Academy is not only in To Bei Si Ke."

"But the one here is the best."

Miss Bu Lang said decisively. She stared at Xia De with wide eyes:

"You, maybe don't understand these, but this is my pursuit, my longing, and I am willing to bear the responsibility for this. Moreover, I have retired for eight years, and my appearance and figure are different from before. Even if Director An Luo Si sees me, he might not be able to recognize me at a glance. So I came back, to pursue a new life, a new beginning..."

"But you were indeed recognized at a glance. She has a deep memory of you, she has always remembered you."

Xia De said. Miss Bu Lang closed her eyes and took a deep breath. That appearance seemed to have completely accepted her fate and was ready to accept suffering:

"Sir, who exactly sent you to find me?"

Xia De looked around the kitchen, left the revolver on the table without moving, and then walked to the inside of the kitchen alone, took a purple cabbage and threw it to her:

"Lunch is just scrambled eggs, it's a bit too monotonous. You can try scrambled eggs with purple cabbage."

Miss Bu Lang didn't look at the revolver she could take with her hand, but caught the purple cabbage in a panic. She didn't expect Xia De to throw this.

And looking at the vegetable in her hand, she suddenly widened her eyes and was lost in thought:

"Is..." ===== CHAPTER 1039 =====