Why it never ends

Chapter 1002 Reunion

Hesta suddenly raised his left arm and used the spike to block the attack from the left - a small person rushed out from the dark alley, holding a dagger and her steps were unstable. Hesta easily pushed her back.

The man took the opportunity to flee to the side, but the spike from Hesta's right hand still cut a deep scar above his left cheek.

Hesta stood up and grabbed the little man's shoulders. Just as the man was about to attack, his arms were bent behind his back by Hesta. She screamed in pain, but shouted to the man, "Teacher, go away!"

Hesta frowned slightly - there was cooperation between the chelates, but such self-sacrifice had never happened before.

“…I’m not Chelated,” the man stood up and raised his hands, “and neither is she. We—”

"Bo Heng?"

The air was quiet for a moment.

The little girl who was caught by Hesta also looked up in surprise - she heard the big guy who was about to kill the teacher suddenly shouted his name.

Their eyes met, and the two looked at each other's faces in the smoke, trying to overlay the childhood outlines in their respective memories on the faces of the people in front of them.

"...Jane?" Bo Heng murmured. He could hardly see any trace of his former companion in this black-haired mercury needle, except for those eyes. In the rare moments, he vaguely saw the vigilance and stubbornness similar to those of Jane.

Hesta's throat moved slightly and he let go of the girl in his hand. The girl immediately strode away behind Boheng.

"I...we..."

Boheng was at a loss for words, and Hesta did not speak either. She lowered her head, took out a pen and paper from her pocket, quickly wrote two lines, and then took a key from the key chain at her waist, wrapped it in paper and threw it to the other party.

Bo Heng caught it immediately.

"Wait for me here," Hesta whispered, "I'll come find you when I'm done."

Boheng wanted to say something else, but Hesta had already left. He unfolded the note, which showed the address of an apartment.

"Teacher, what shall we do next?"

"...Go to this place." Bo Heng put away the note and the key, "19 Third Avenue, 1st floor, Room 1."

……

At 9:30, all the sweeping machines in the city were basically cleared. Most of them were blasted by mercury needles, and a small number were attracted to an empty square. The police coordinated with the mercury needles and brought in many steel fences. Zoe quickly blocked a circle with a radius of five meters, and all the robots were slowly turning in the circle - this was Victoria's idea, she planned to see what these things were like.

At 9:40, all the shooting machines stopped and exploded one by one.

An hour later, a video from the South 12th District attracted the attention of the whole world. An organization called the "12th District Liberal Party" claimed responsibility for the terrorist activities that took place in Emanlia tonight. They demanded that all the troops, bureaucrats, and businessmen of the Third District be evacuated from here, and all the Third District forces stop their activities in the North and South 12th Districts from now on, and release all the Liberal Party members arrested for this, otherwise, the next revenge action will be more brutal and fierce than today.

At the same time, Ende brought back an even more shocking news: the balloon that flew away did not fly too far. Ende found a very suspicious box on it. After consulting some colleagues in the third district, they all agreed that this looked very much like a chelating bacteria spore slow-release device.

The device has been sent to the Cauchy workstation for testing. If this is true, then what happens next will be very complicated and dangerous...

"Where's Jane?" Victoria asked. "I haven't seen her since a while ago. Can someone give her a call?"

"I don't know," Suzy replied, "The phone call doesn't work. I've tried it."

"Did she say how long she'd be gone?"

Suzy shook her head.

Victoria rubbed her face vigorously, her face flushed with anxiety, almost rubbing off a layer of her skin.

"Then I won't wait for her. I'll contact Office No. 2 now—Jane!"

She saw a familiar figure appear at the end of the road.

"Where have you been!" Victoria ran over, "Did you hear the Liberal Party of District 12——"

"Yes," Hesta replied, "I also know what happened with Ende. I just came back from the Cosey workstation." "What were you doing there?"

Hesta glanced into the distance with an ambiguous look: "...You will know."

Victoria frowned: "Can I understand that you have reported all the information that should be reported?"

"We are two separate lines," Hesta said, "If there is any information you think should be reported, you still have to contact the higher-ups separately."

Victoria was even stranger.

Hesta sounded like she was saying that she wasn't going to say anything about what she had reported tonight.

...But there's nothing to hide.

"Our work tonight is temporarily over. Thank you all for your hard work. We just arrived and we are caught up in such a big event." Hesta said, "But we can't rest yet. Everyone, exit bullet time in batches and go to the workstations to wait."

"What about you? Aren't you going to join us?"

"I have a meeting later." Hesta looked at his watch. "Eleven o'clock. I'll go for a walk outside to change my mind."

After everyone left, Victoria looked at her and said, "As for Rico, I will also report her performance tonight truthfully."

"Yeah." Hesta nodded, "It should be."

"Is she back?"

"She's also at the Cosey workstation," Hesta replied, "but you can't see her now. She's been detained for the time being."

"For assisting the suspect's escape?"

"Because you took off the chip without permission."

“…Random.”

"That's just the way she is." Hesta sighed, "It's okay, as long as she's back."

"What will happen at eleven?"

"District 12 will liaise with District 3 and invite the heads of government and the military to discuss what to do next."

"So Kende will be there too?"

"She doesn't seem to be in Emanlia these days." Hesta said, "But I saw her name on the meeting invitation."

……

Governor's Palace.

Arevalo stood by the window, biting his cigar and watching the smoke rising in the distance.

He pondered for a long time with a complicated expression, pacing back and forth in the study.

After a while, the phone rang and he picked it up immediately, but the voice was not the one he expected.

"My lord, there has been no response from Line 2."

Arevalo was furious: "They have more than one phone! If number two doesn't work, can't you try another line?"

"The same is true for the others," the voice on the phone said, "none of the lines are working..."

"What the hell? After issuing a notice like that, they're going to disappear now?" Arevalo spat. "You keep calling! I don't believe they can keep not listening!"