Why it never ends

Chapter 1096 Prediction

There was a brief busy tone on Hesta's end, and after a moment, Stella's voice appeared.

"Hey, Victoria, can you hear me?"

"Yeah, I can hear it."

"I'll give you the contact information of a lady. Tell her the situation and ask her to think of a solution. You must tell her clearly what kind of help you need. Um... Pacat will send you an email in a while. You can follow her framework..."

Victoria held the receiver of the landline phone against her shoulder and lowered her head to type the name "Sophie" and a phone number into the phone.

"What is the origin of this person?"

"A member of a medical rescue organization," Stella said, "talk to her first. If her attitude is not positive enough, we can think of other things-"

"If her attitude is not positive enough," Hesta's voice came from the other end of the line again, "you can ask Arevalo to find the person in charge of this rescue organization, and ask Sophie to give you the contact information of the person in charge."

"Then I can let Arevalo right now--"

Stella's voice came from the other end of the phone again: "Give Sophie a chance! See how she reacts! We can bring her to the farm some other day so that everyone can get to know her."

"Okay, okay..." Victoria replied with a smile. She could almost imagine Hesta and Stella squeezing each other's heads in front of the same phone receiver at the other end of the phone. "Where are you now?"

"Downtown Grenoble," Stella replied.

Victoria was a little surprised. Greynobo was the most prosperous city in the southern part of District 12. It was surrounded by mountains on three sides and faced a river on one side, which was the Wehoton River that ran through District 12. Even though it was later demarcated as a habitable area due to war and chelation infection, it still had electricity and trade - relying on water conservancy projects and merchant ships.

"Aren't you going to help the mountain people take care of their welfare home? Why did you end up in Grenoble?"

There was some noise on the other end of the line again. It was Stella handing the receiver back to Hesta.

"There's someone here who wants to see me, and I happen to want to see him too." Hesta replied, "Tell me the details later."

"Or is it related to those people we met last time?"

"Yes." Hesta gave a vague affirmation, "Come back and tell me."

After hanging up the phone, Hesta returned to the desk. Pakat had already turned on the computer and was entering the power-on password.

This is the best hotel in Grenoble, with eleven floors in total, and they live on the seventh floor. Looking out the window, there are not many lights in the entire city, only some dazzling white lights can be seen hovering above the river in the distant port, which are lights for lighting and guiding ships.

Boheng booked this place for them, and he lived in the next room. He apologized to Hesta and said that the leader of the Youth Front was stranded in a certain area due to some force majeure and might arrive later, but Stella didn't think so.

After they arrived in the city of Grenobo, Boheng basically disappeared during the day and only appeared late at night. He looked very tired. Hesta speculated that he might have just finished a period of high-intensity bullet time, but did not ask much.

However, when she told Stella this detail, Stella whispered: "I think there may be some problems in his communication with their leader - he may not have fully facilitated this meeting, so he fooled you here first."

"What do you mean?"

Stella paced slowly on the spot, turned around, and then said faintly: "I don't know much about your past good friend, so I can only speculate what happened according to my standards for ordinary men - no, men who are smarter than ordinary men." At this point, she tilted her head slightly, "Don't blame me if what I said is unpleasant."

Hesta exhaled slowly, suppressing his impatience: "...you say."

"First of all, he needs you to come because he needs Pacat to actually visit their welfare home. After all, there are many specific issues that cannot be explained clearly while sitting in the office. They can only be discussed face to face.

"Secondly, he knows - or he thinks - that it's impossible for you to cooperate with him without any interests involved, so he has to give you a hook to keep showing you goodwill. Of course, the best way to show your goodwill right now is to send Pacat over. It doesn't require real money, and it won't leave too many traces. It's good for both you and him.

"Then, the next step is how to make the hook, which is directly related to what position he holds in his organization. He is not the biggest boss, that's obvious, but how much say does he have in front of that boss? This is what he should show us on this business trip.

"The results of the display, well, we are now enjoying it..."

"...I understand." Hesta thought for a moment, "If there is still no reply tonight, then we will go back tomorrow morning."

Pakat looked up at Hesta and said, "Are you sure? What Stella said is just her analysis. It may not be true. Don't listen to her and be fooled by her."

"That's right," Hesta said. "My trip is not just a personal one. Office No. 2 personally approved my visit. I can't wait indefinitely, but..."

"But you didn't expect that the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would act first and ask for permission later—"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The three of them looked sideways at the same time.

Hesta stepped forward and spoke. She had already recognized the rhythm of the knocking.

"...You're back." Hesta stood at the door, looking at Boheng outside, "Any news?"

"Got it. Tomorrow morning, Mr. Anarut will come to see you." Boheng's eyes were bright and his forehead and body were covered with sweat. Hesta's eyes swept over his cuffs, where there were some narrow openings pulled open by sharp vines. Mud spots were on his shoes and trouser legs, making him look very embarrassed.

"Thank you for your hard work." Hesta said, "What time tomorrow morning?"

"I'll pick you up then."

In the room, Stella glanced at Pakat with a smile in her eyes, and her expression was obvious - see, I told you, didn't I?

Pacat shrugged slightly.

Hesta closed the door.

"...I really can't trust it," Stella said, "A meeting with a revolutionary leader turned out to be like a gang meeting. Are you sure you really want to agree to meet? It's not impossible for us to run away tonight."

"I'll ask Ximoya to come over now," Hesta said, "You guys pack up, and when she comes, follow her to a safe place nearby."