The minimalist bathroom was filled with mist, and a few baby clothes were randomly thrown on the floor beside the bathtub.
A nude and naked baby sat against the wall of the bathtub, the warm water flow was not much, but just covered his chest, and Ou Jie's calf was kicking the small water splash boredly.
In the bathroom, Asa looked at the guy who was sitting upside down in the bathtub with a headache.
That's not to say he wouldn't bathe the baby, in fact, as he had imagined when he walked in, all he had to do was apply the shampoo and rinse it off with water.
But now the difficulty for him is how to apply the shampoo, by hand? But this guy's whole body is so limp as if he has no bones, will he accidentally pinch him to death
"Yeah?" The baby tilted his head and uttered a single syllable, obviously urging.
Asa stared at the child in the bathtub with a serious expression, "I squeezed the shampoo into your hand, how about you apply it yourself?"
The emerald green pupils looked straight at him, and Asa didn't know if he understood, just when he was about to break down and wait for Lyle to come back to deal with him, the person sitting in the bathtub suddenly stretched out his hand .
The small palm was spread out, and the round fingers were slightly different. Asa was startled, and quickly picked up the shampoo and squeezed it on it, for fear that this guy would take his hand away.
The baby's light-colored eyebrows were raised casually, and he stuffed his hand straight into his mouth—
Asa was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's arm, stopping his next movement, "This is not for food! Oh, I must have been infected by Lyle, and I thought you understood!" Leaning on On the edge of the sink, he rubbed his forehead with some headaches.
"Yeah~" The baby's voice sounded a little happy.
Only then did Asa realize that the soft forearm of the other party was still pinched in his hand...
not broken
It seems that it is not as fragile as imagined
Asa frowned, squeezed some shampoo into his hand with a serious expression, bent down and wiped it off at the child with silver hair and round face.
Asa's eyes flashed, the touch on his hand felt unbelievably slippery, he tried to rub the shampoo, mixed with warm running water, fine foam was formed from the joint between the palm and the skin, and the whole bathroom was filled with With a sweet smell.
He rubbed it very carefully, his slender fingers rubbed the baby's chest and the worms between the legs finely, and he didn't even drop the gap between the toes. After all, the trash can is not clean, even if the trash is packed in plastic bags.
He was so focused on wiping the baby's chest that he didn't see it. The baby who had been sitting quietly was raising his eyebrows, looking at him with interest—
Half an hour later, Asa shook off the bath towel and wrapped the baby in his arms. His movements were not as stiff as when he first came in.
Obviously, it was found that this group of humanoid creatures was not as fragile as imagined.
The baby who had achieved his goal was neither crying nor fussing, with both hands resting on his shoulders, it was very quiet.
"Oh my lord, I called you so many times and you ignored me, so you are in the bathroom!" As soon as the door opened, Lyle's voice came from the sofa, "I thought you hadn't come back yet!"
Asa glanced at the sofa, and was surprised to find that there was a young man sitting beside Lyle, "I didn't hear it. In fact, no sound came into the bathroom. Are you sure you yelled?"
Lyle was speechless, and glanced at the baby on Asa's shoulder with strange (and clear) eyes, "Is the sound insulation in the bathroom really that good?"
Asa didn't care about Lyle's reaction, and nodded politely at the young man beside Lyle, "Hello, my name is Asa."
"Hello sir, my name is Dean. Hermon Bruch." Dean stood up politely, bowed and introduced himself, "Lyle said that you need to investigate the magician Berg, I am his request here to help."
Asa dried the baby's hair, and put it on the sofa, "That's the work."
Dean has obviously heard Lyle introduce Asa, "It's my honor to work for a pure blood. In fact, there are not many pure blood generations in the blood race world."
As soon as he spoke, Lyle exaggeratedly covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my lord, were you helping him take a bath just now? You are really a virtuous wife!"
Asa frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the other party's analogy, "Why not a father? Besides, I don't think a man is suitable for the role of wife."
"..." Lyle was taken aback, opened his mouth and changed the subject far-fetchedly, "Sir, why did you take him in? In fact, I don't think you will have compassion for an unfamiliar thing." After speaking, he looked at the sofa curiously looked at his baby coldly.
Asa didn't answer right away, he raised his chin and thought for a while, his face was a little confused, obviously he didn't know why he picked up a baby.
Lyle's expression was a little excited, and he stared at Asa with bright eyes, expecting him to say something explosive.
"Maybe it's because I've experienced being homeless and having nowhere to stay? Besides, how much food would such a soft thing consume?" Asa glanced at Lyle, and said with pursed lips, "Plus, in the future, he will pay Here it is, I’m just responsible for picking it up.”
Lyle opened his mouth and complained, "Oh! I thought you were attracted to his beauty! What? Do you think I'm a babysitter?" After speaking, he carefully glanced at An Fen sitting next to Asa side of little baby.
"Do you think I'm so hungry and thirsty that I need to do something to the baby?" Asa raised his eyebrows, fingers rhythmically looking at the handle of the sofa, "Then how many days will it take for your investigation to produce results?"
Lyle didn't speak. Dean, who was sitting on the side, took out a stack of documents and a leather bag from his briefcase, "There is no need to investigate. In fact, we are investigating all the available materials. A few years ago, the chairman of the Furyk Company The secretary entrusted me to investigate Berg." After speaking, he handed the information in his hand to Asa.
Asa took the materials, took out a stack of materials smelling like ink, and looked at them carefully—
Ten minutes later, he picked up another leather bag and took out the photos in it.
Dean explained from the side, "This photo is of Berg's current teacher, Hagrid Wells. The one in your hand is the front entrance of Berg's agency, and in fact it also belongs to Hagrid. These are Burger's Where Greg likes to go…”
Asa took a quick look, Hagrid was very old, his gray hair was neatly groomed, and the wrinkles on his face showed his age; Berg's company was an entertainment company called Wells; The place is nothing more than a bar cafe or something.
When he flipped through the last photo, he was stunned...
Dean, who was sitting on the side, was keenly aware of Asa's change, took a closer look and explained, "This is Berg's former employer, a Chinese magician named Mu Yuan, who is not well-known, but he is indeed a famous Talented people."
Dean paused after finishing speaking, his eyes drifted away, "In fact, I was there on the day he died, and the square where he performed was just downstairs of our detective agency. Oh, that scene was really bloody, and the whole person seemed to be hit. Falling apart, I don't even think those bones are still connected."
Sitting on another sofa, Lyle said doubtfully, "My lord, this man really looks like you. I was taken aback when Dean showed it to me. Although the hair color and eye color are different, but You guys look alike in general, especially the jawline and lips."
Asa didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on the smiling person in the photo, his heart was beating violently. Familiar feelings filled his brain, and Asa almost subconsciously believed that this person was him.
If it was this man, then the fact that he could see magic tricks would explain it; if it was this man, his hatred for Berg would explain it; Eyes can explain it!
But why did he change his body
If he was this man named Mu Yuan, where did the real Asa go
The whole room fell into dead silence, only the sound of Asa panting more and more heavily, holding the photo tightly with his hands.
Lyle shook his body, leaned towards Dean, and exaggeratedly said, "Oh my lord, your expression looks really scary!"
Asa looked at Dean with the photo, and smiled, the cold breath all over his body seemed to dissipate suddenly, "Can you find the autopsy report after this man's accident?"
"Yes, after all, Lyle's ability is to turn into a bat. It might not be difficult for him to sneak into the police file room." Dean thought for a while and said, "After all, this matter was a big event at the time, although it was eventually judged to belong to the The performance was unexpected, but the police department still attaches great importance to it.”
Lyle obviously has no objection to the arrangement of the two, and the expression of the adults clearly shows that things are not as simple as they seem on the surface.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Lyle put away his playful expression, turned into a bat and flew outside.
Dean watched Lyle fly away, then looked back at Asa, feeling a little strange.
In fact, he also thinks that Mu Yuan looks very similar to Asa, but the proud generation generally don't like to hear this, so he didn't point it out just now, but things are obviously different from what he expected.
Asa looked at the photo in his hand with dark eyes, and took out a business card with a black background and gold pattern from his shirt pocket after a while, with the name on it written 'Alice' in exquisite cursive. Helu. Peters. President of Furyk Entertainment. '
Dean glanced at the business card in Asa's hand, and said in surprise, "Why do you have Ms. Alice's personal business card? This lady asked her secretary to entrust me to investigate Berg's origin."
Asa glanced at Dean and asked casually, "How is this company? I mean strength in all aspects."
"In fact, the relationship between Furyk Company and Wells Company has never been harmonious, but its prestige in the circle is much better than that of Wells Company. After all, it was founded by old Mr. Peters and has existed for dozens of years. Years, Wells & Co. was like a newborn baby to him."
Asa nodded, and sat on the sofa without moving. After a while, he picked up the microphone on the coffee table, "Doo-Hello? I'm Alice, who are you?"
Asa looked at the mural on the wall, and said with pursed lips, "Hello? I think we met at night..."