Why it never ends

Chapter 474
Meyer glanced at Agnes, but didn't respond. She turned around and picked up the cat on the ground, and began to whisper whether it was too naughty, so that some strange things were stuck to its body.

Agnes took the opportunity to fold Bree's medical bracelet in half, and put it silently into her pocket.

"We can't lie down and rest like this anymore," Agnes looked at Meyer, "Mayer, we have to do something..."

"It's not a matter of lying down and resting," Meyer didn't look back. "The key now is whether we can get out—"

"That's because no one knows we're here," Agnes replied. "We've got to figure it out ourselves."

Meyer put down the cat, "...what can I do?"

Agnes looked at the cat that was still licking its paw not far away, "Let's... write a distress letter together, and then find a way to stick the letter to the cat. Yes, prepare more letters, every time this cat comes to us Post it every now and then...someone will see it."

"But it's safe here—"

"This kind of security is false, can't you feel it..." Agnes raised her voice unconsciously, "If we are really safe, we should at least be aware of what is going on around us, and we will know what we are doing. Who is the enemy, what is he doing, and we know how we will respond—but we don’t know anything now, how do you know that the peace here won’t suddenly end tomorrow? Just lying here aimlessly… Have you never been afraid in your heart?"

After a moment of silence, Agnes' voice weakened again.

"...Trust me one more time, okay?"

Meyer wiped her eyes. She didn't answer, but just reached out to the white cat not far away.

The cat put down its paws, and quickly got up to rub her palm with its forehead.Meyer was stunned for a moment, she suddenly felt that an irresistible fate had fallen, and she held the cat in her arms again with one hand.

"Okay... I'll get the pen and paper, you say, I'll write."

……

Bishop's Restaurant, the final evening dance continues.

In the corner of the restaurant, the stage reserved for the orchestra was always empty, only two abruptly placed speakers came out with bright and enthusiastic dance music.

Whistles and laughter followed, and everyone glanced at the swing clock on the wall every now and then—it was past 10:30, and there was less than an hour and a half left until the end of the day, which everyone knew meant What, but no one would mention such a shambles at a time like this.

René appeared at the door with four invitation letters in hand. At the entrance, two young economic monks had already drank into mud. They hugged each other and cried loudly.Farther away, in some corners where the lights are not turned on, some crazier things are happening, but at this moment everyone feels a sense of crisis on the verge of doomsday, and they really realize what a powerful aphrodisiac death is, and everything can Understand, all things can be endured, all things can be forgiven.

Several people noticed René's appearance and walked towards him in unison.

These four people were the passengers who had previously handed over their invitation letters to René.They had heard in the morning that Rene had a safety list. Tonight, the red-haired mercury needle suddenly sent a message to see Rene, and Rene suddenly asked for invitation letters from several people. The relationship between them, Can't help but make people think about it.

Although Rene's face was still flushed with drunkenness, his expression had completely lost the relaxed and joyful expression he had when he left.

The four looked at René's expression, secretly speculating whether the meeting between René and Hesta was not going well.

One person asked René how the conversation was going, whether it was going well, René smiled coldly, suddenly grabbed the other party's collar and began to slap him in the face. Drunk, instantly attracted the attention of many people around.

When Rene stopped, the man who was slapped just smiled awkwardly, and he stepped back without saying a word.

René turned around and took a sip of the newly handed wine. He had a ferocious expression on his face, as if he wanted to chew the rim of the glass. Putting down the glass, René suddenly said softly, "Give me all your boat cards."

"……What's wrong?"

René frowned viciously: "The mercury needle called me over just now, do you know why?"

Several people shook their heads.

"She asked me about the 'guarded list'. I have to give her the list tonight, and the name alone is useless. You have to hand in the ship card directly."

"But the invitation letter says—" One of them just tried to argue, but his voice dropped, "Although it said something before boarding the ship..."

"It's good to know." Rene stretched out his palm, palm facing up, and shook it slightly.

The two men quickly took out their ship cards and put them on it.

René looked at the remaining two people, "What, you don't need the protection of mercury needles at all?"

"Needs are needs," the tallest woman said in a deep voice. She stared into René's eyes and suddenly laughed, "But I'm just afraid now, not crazy yet."

"Don't give me here—"

René reached out to grab the woman's collar, but the woman grabbed René's outstretched hand, and a reflex directly caused René to lose his balance. He half-kneeled on the ground with one foot, and barely leaned on the other foot Try not to let yourself fall.

"Helen! Come on!"

The other two men hurried over to smooth things over, and several of Rene's subordinates immediately ran towards this side when they saw this. However, when they saw the woman's face, none of the several subordinates took action directly, and they all drew their guns and threatened.

"Where's my invitation letter?" Helen smiled and said, "Give it back to me."

"...Here, here," René's scalp was tense at the moment, and Helen was holding his few hairs tightly, so René had to raise his head, "You... loosen—"

Helen took her invitation letter, but didn't let go immediately. She took the invitation letter and patted René's face vigorously, "Go to your little red-haired girl and cry, woo woo woo, someone bullied me, woo Woohoo, what should I do? Woohoo, mom—"

The man standing behind Helen couldn't help laughing.

The dance music suddenly stopped, and the whole hall fell silent.

Everyone looked back at the sound system - a drunken man fell to the edge of the stage, the glass shards of the wine bottle splashed on the floor, and a loose black power cord fell at his feet.

The man sat up in a daze, and reached out to plug in the power supply that he had tripped off again.

The music resumed and Helen let go of Rene's hair.

"Don't play tricks on me here, Bloomberg," Helen lit a cigarette, "you didn't know where you were fooling around when I was working with Mr. Roborgrillet...don't be too crazy, ah."

(End of this chapter)