Why it never ends

Chapter 1034 Suspicious
When the last bit of sunlight in the distant sky was setting, Hesta's car drove into the plantation.

She steered the car absentmindedly, honking the horn from time to time to scare away stray cats parked on the road.

At this time, there were almost no pedestrians on the road. Smoke was rising from the wooden houses of the shack dwellers, but the wind did not carry the aroma of food. Instead, one could only smell the burnt odor of inferior charcoal.

When the car arrived at the main house, Hesta found a well-decorated carriage parked on the side of the road. She immediately realized that the nobles from the city had arrived. Victoria stood by the road waiting and waved to Hesta.

"Who's here?" Hesta asked straight to the point.

Victoria paused for a moment - she suddenly realized that she didn't remember the man's name: "... the guy I saw last time at Trion's house, the one who had an argument with Chloe."

"Koveshik?"

"Oh yes."

Hesta pulled out the key and was about to get out of the car, but Victoria held the door and said, "No hurry, drive the car to Stella first, I have something to ask you."

"…What can't I ask here?"

Victoria had already opened the back door: "You know we have more than one visitor here tonight."

"Boheng is here too," Hesta said, "We are leaving for the Fayaral Wasteland tomorrow, and he will go with us."

"So this was indeed your idea. When he told me this, I thought he was lying..." Victoria said, "Then I have to ask you, why -"

"He won't go with us to the Fayalar Wasteland," Hesta said, "but I want to take this opportunity to go south. With him, we should be able to see deeper."

The car drove to Stella's studio.

After only one day, when he pushed the door open again, the main hall had changed. The entire first floor of the studio was painted rose red, and all the furniture placed by the window was moved. Even though there was no daylight outside, Hesta could still feel that the whole space seemed to have become more transparent.

The large wooden cabinet that the two of them dismantled in the backyard yesterday has become an uncovered storage rack today. The messy books that were originally scattered on the desks are now stored on it. There is a record player near the wall, and two acrylic boards are directly mounted on the wall, with more than ten discs placed on them in order of size.

"Where are the people?" Hesta stood in the middle of the room and soon heard loud laughter coming from the backyard. She and Victoria strode through the main hall. As soon as they entered the backyard, a chicken flew towards them. Hesta and Victoria each grabbed the chicken's wings and the other pinched the chicken's neck. Then Victoria let out a scream - the hen whose neck she had pinched scratched her hand.

"...What are you doing?"

"Building a chicken coop!" Stella kept coughing. "There came some - what was it? Big rat-like things -"

"Stoats!" Bo Heng replied, "There are a lot of them here."

"...Anyway, it ate up several of our chicks in just a short while, and it also made all the remaining hens stressed out!"

Hesta was a little surprised: "Why are you building a chicken coop for no reason..."

"I don't know. Pacat said he wanted to take it."

Hesta held the chicken in her hand and walked towards a chicken coop that was half a person's height not far away. Boheng opened a narrow door and stuffed the chicken in. Stella followed closely behind and stuffed the chicken that scratched Victoria in as well.

"Okay, we're all here!" Stella let out a long sigh, "...I finally understand why chickens are descendants of dinosaurs--" "You're finally back, Jane." Bo Heng took a few steps closer, "I have a few things to tell you..."

Just as Hesta was about to answer, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw Kovicik's servant pushing his master to the corridor between the backyard and the main hall.

"It's so lively." Kovicik said with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Hesta walked back quickly and looked at the servant. "It's very dusty here. Push your duke out quickly—"

"No, this little bit of dust won't cause any trouble." Kvishik felt a warm current in his heart. He looked at Hesta with joy, and immediately turned his gaze to Boheng, "...Are these all your friends?"

Without waiting for Hesta to answer, Kovicik had already wheeled his wheelchair to Boheng and said, "Hello, what's your name?"

"Hello." Bo Heng smiled, "Connor Gonza."

"What do you do?"

"Me? Huh..." Bo Heng looked at the people around him and had no idea why he was suddenly the target of interrogation. He looked at Hesta for help, but Hesta did not say anything after hearing the unfamiliar name, but just cast a concerned look at him.

"I heard you address Ms. Hesta by her name. It seems like you two are very close friends?" Kovicik turned his head and glanced at Hesta, pretending that he was just chatting. He pretended not to care about the question, but from the first moment he entered the room, his entire attention was almost focused on the man who dared to address Hesta by her name.

"I'm a traveling teacher at a church school, teaching languages ​​and biology." Bo Heng replied, "Jane and I... well, we knew each other before."

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Hesta looked at Kovicik and said, "Are you here to talk to me about the assassin?"

"……Correct."

"Let's go." Hesta walked towards the door, "To the main house."

Kovichik hadn't gotten the answer he wanted yet, and his expression was a little stiff. Leon had already pushed his wheelchair back to the main hall. Kovichik's heart was surging, and he couldn't help but turn around and look at Boheng - at this moment most people had already started to clean up the messy backyard, and Boheng was also walking towards that side.

"Hey! Con... Connor Gonza!" Kovicik called out to him, clutching the handrail tightly. "Before... what time is it that you're talking about?"

Bo Heng smiled brightly, but said nothing, just waved at Kovicik.

……

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Hesta led Kovicik to the study. "Go ahead."

Kovicik was still thinking about what had just happened, feeling mixed emotions: "You have to be careful of the man named Connor Gunza."

Hesta's eyes moved slightly: "...What?"

"Is he really your friend?"

"I guess so. It's been a long time since we last met." Hesta answered carefully.

"District 12 is full of mixed people," Kovichik said. "Rebels often sneak into church schools and recruit subordinates under the guise of teaching. I think this person is very suspicious."