Why it never ends

Chapter 285 Conscience
Hesta drove the car all the way, and soon returned to Palan's apartment. She had no time to waste, and immediately started to create the scar on her left arm according to the photos sent by Palan.

Although the incision below the right shoulder blade had been bandaged to stop bleeding, Hesta still felt a sharp pain in his back every time he moved his arm.She has too much experience with physical pain, so she knows very well that tonight is by no means the most unbearable moment for the wound. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... After returning to Victoria and the others, the real test has just begun.

After finishing bandaging her left arm, Hesta went to the sink and flushed her face. She stared at herself in the mirror, and suddenly let out a chuckle.

There was some euphoria that couldn't be hidden, even though she was trying to keep a straight face and frown, a bit of secret happiness still flickered in her eyes.From the afternoon until now, she obviously hadn't had any water, but at this moment she seemed to feel a little drunk, the blood flowed through her limbs, and in the silence, she heard her own calm and powerful heartbeat.

Hesta took a deep breath. She returned to Paran's living room and used meditation to drive away this inexplicable excitement. There are too many things that cause extreme joy to cause sorrow. She doesn't need these shallow happiness now. As in action, quickly and accurately complete the rest of the plan.

Hesta opened his eyes and looked out the window at night in the room with no lights on.

There were many accidents that happened today, but the God of Destiny once again showed his unique preference for her, especially in the connection with the solar eclipse.When Palan said she had a way to contact the eclipse immediately, Hesta didn't hold out much hope.At that moment, Hesta just realized that he had to be prepared to face the suspicion of other mercury needles, and everything might go in the worst direction——

But things are just the opposite, every step is unexpectedly smooth, and even the failed parts are quickly transformed into evidence in her favor, as if there is a force in the dark that is smoothing out all the obstacles on the road for her.

In the darkness, Hesta raised his left hand, towards the void, and made a grasping motion again.

There was the patter of rain outside the window.

……

In the viscount's manor, Su Lei was dragging the mouse in his room, browsing documents related to Fernando's foreign aid organization at a glance.

A considerable part of the information in these investigation results was provided by her. They came from her previous investigations with Chiba in the wasteland, but this newly established investigation team obviously has some knowledge, and almost all of their swords point to foreign aid organizations in habitable areas. Activity.

She has long realized that the hands of people like Tanglar will not be very clean, and that the privileges associated with money and status will inevitably produce rot flies, but she did not expect that, except for Rich, other men who were targeted by the assassins would also make rot flies. unimaginable evil.

Fernand, Tanglar and others have already turned certain crimes into an assembly-line industry. After building the existing structure, they began to continue the hands of weaving the crime network by training agents.

As early as more than ten years ago, they had completely ended their ostensible cooperative relationship with each other. Fernan had almost stopped dealing with them these years—but the money related to it was still flowing into their pockets. After several treatments, they become their homes, fields, priceless oil paintings, or rare treasures from various regions.

Schmidt is the umbrella over their heads.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and reading the details in the document gave Su Lei a headache. She propped her forehead with one hand, and closed the computer heavily with the other. Since handling this case, she has experienced many difficult moments, but there is no moment like Now it made her fidget.

She suddenly thought of Qianye, and the fair world they talked about in the car. That afternoon, Qianye sighed meaningfully: It is good to have someone like you to be a policeman, but it seems that you should be a judge more.

Si Lei no longer remembers how she answered it back then, but tonight, she suddenly had some new feelings about this sentence, which made her feel a thorn in her back and a bone in her throat.

Is there a possibility that every "victim" who died at the hands of the assassin should have been hanged on the gallows long ago.

If there hadn't been this turmoil suddenly stirred up by the assassin, how long would the crimes under the ice be hidden?

She stood in front of the window pinching the bridge of her nose for a while, then quickly returned to the computer, and began to search the full text using "Villefort" as the keyword-in this 26-page report document, Villefort's name Appears only four times, and only as background information.

After contemplating for a while, she dialed Stella's phone.

……

At midnight, the rain finally stopped.

Tanglar was shivering from the cold in the dark garage. He returned to the big suitcase that contained him before. The soft suitcase barely protected him from the cold. He hugged his knees with his hands and only his head was exposed outside.

Suddenly, he felt a slight noise behind him, he turned his head inadvertently, and saw a hazy black figure, he almost screamed.

"It's been a long time, Viscount." Hesta said softly, "Are you okay?"

Tanglar pressed his heart—he was really frightened by Eureka's sudden appearance. When he finally adjusted his breathing, tears welled up in Tanglar's eyes.

He barely stretched out a hand from the soft suitcase, and said in a thumping voice: "Hey, just... don't talk about this, take me... take me away."

"Then trouble you to shrink back into the box."

Tanglar did so immediately.

He thought it would be a long journey, and Eureka would carry him across the night sky—just like during the day, but Tanglar soon felt that the weightlessness brought by the jump disappeared, and he It was then put back on the ground.

"Come out," said Hesta.

Tanglar poked his head out suspiciously, and for a moment he didn't recognize the surrounding area. He looked around for a while, "...how is it Roang Palace?"

"It's Roon Palace," Hesta said with a smile.

"Oh, why are you still visiting Roang Palace at this time, hurry up!"

"But Roger is waiting for you below."

Tanglar was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that Roger might be trying to make fun of him.Tanglar's lips quivered with anger. Although he wanted to get angry, his whole body was like a cloud of tobacco wet by rain, and he had no energy to ignite the sparks again.

"Today...I have worked so hard to run half a forest today," he was extremely aggrieved, his beard and fingers trembling slightly, "Do you know how dangerous that sea of ​​fire is? Huh? You...do you know? How scared was I at that time? There was such a big fire, and there were so many people outside. I ran into your car alone, and waited for you in the trunk like a dog all day. It was so hard... so hard —Do you two have any conscience?"

(End of this chapter)