Why it never ends

Chapter 900 Lost Contact

Looking at Yu Xuekun with a solemn face, Xu Ruyi was also a little shaken in her heart, because Yu Xuekun looked as haggard as Hesta. The face that originally had a calm smile now looked solemn and sad, and there were traces of tears in his eyes.

"Please come in." Xu Ruyi made way.

"Thank you."

Yu Xuekun still remembered that the last time he came to this home was before Hesta moved in. At that time, she came over as a routine to see the actual situation here, talk to the members of the household, and only left after confirming that everything was correct.

Come back today, although the layout of this home is generally the same, it gives Yu Xuekun a feeling that everything is brand new. This sense of conflict between the old and the new aroused Yu Xuekun's attention. After repeated observations, she found that most of the changes actually fell on some specific objects, the furnishings she had seen when she last came - such as some exquisitely shaped furniture. Not a single vase or ornament was left, they were all replaced with new things, but they were all equally beautiful, equally stretched and fit.

After a while, Hesta came to the living room with messy hair. She looked like she hadn't woken up or slept too much. Her face was a little dull, and her eyes were lifeless.

"Go to your room and talk." Yu Xuekun stood up.

Hesta led the way forward unsteadily, and as the two of them entered the room, the door closed gently.

Xu Ruyi felt a little worried when she heard the door closing, so she had to pray for Hesta secretly.

In the room, Yu Xuekun and Hesta looked at each other. Looking at the haggard face, Yu Xuekun was not surprised. She didn't ask anything, but just placed a thick document bag in front of Hesta.

"...It seems that you have heard about what happened in District 12 elsewhere."

Hesta didn't know what Yu Xuekun was talking about. She just reached out and took the document bag and wound the thread on it one by one.

"How much do you know?" Yu Xuekun asked calmly, "Tell me about it, and I will add more after you finish."

Hesta remained silent and just sped up the movements of her hands to untie the thread.

In silence, Yu Xuekun lowered her head, then turned to look at the furnishings in Hesta's entire room. She slowly walked to the table and sat down, whispering, "In any case, there is no direct evidence yet, and no one knows what happened. How it is... Chiba must also hope that you will take care of yourself. "

Yu Xuekun's tone made Hesta feel a little frightened. She finally opened the document bag and found a stack of organized documents inside.

She hurriedly scanned the title and the first sentence of the paragraph, and quickly captured the key words - District 12, chelation disease, rebel party, assembly area... The further she looked back, the more solemn Hesta's expression became.

"What do you mean..." She raised her head again, with a stunned look on her face, "How many people died from mercury needles during the chelation disease conflict in District 12? Are you sure you wrote it correctly?"

"Confirmed," Yu Xuekun said calmly, "The current data is two hundred and eighty-one, and there are still some cases of lost contact..."

Hesta quickly flipped through the entire document. AHgAs has not seen battlefield death data for many years. Even the chelate wave cannot cause such serious casualties...

"How many mercury needles are in service in the twelfth district?" Hesta asked softly, "I remember that there are only about three hundred in the third district. How could they -" "These are not clear yet, these are all from the top. What happened in Zhou Cai. There is a lot of chaos there now. Although the headquarters has transferred personnel from various districts, there is no more news yet," Yu Xuekun said softly, "Chelation disease is breaking out more frequently in District 12, and mercury injections are happening. There will also be more people, and the total number of people in service is probably... around eight hundred. "

Hesta walked to the window and carefully read the small notes at the bottom of the page. Halfway through, she suddenly felt a sense of disobedience, and a premonition of impending disaster fell on her heart.

"...What did you say 'Qianye' just now? She also wants me to take care of myself?" Hesta turned around and looked directly at Yu Xuekun, "What does this have to do with Miss Qianye?"

Yu Xuekun looked at her and said after a long time, "Qianye went to District 12 last week and was solely responsible for the prevention of chelate tides there."

With a "pop" sound, the document in Hesta's hand fell to the ground.

"Qianye's body has not been found, but her weapons and bionic arms have been found one after another. Our people are still trying their best to find her whereabouts... Jane, stay strong."

At this moment, Hesta felt that all her pain disappeared. Sudden death blows away all the worries of life. After a brief tinnitus, Hesta's whole body began to feel warm, and then there was a shuddering cold. She held on to the table and trudged to the bedside. An eerie tranquility descended like a thick fog, enveloping her whole body.

It happened a week ago, Hesta thought, which means that in that continuous period of time, there was such a specific moment: when she was confused in the livable area of ​​the Fourteenth District, for some trivial things. Heartbroken, Miss Chiba is experiencing a life-and-death struggle in a strange land.

There had never been a moment when Hestad's self-loathing was so intense.

"She... won't die." Hesta whispered, "Miss Chiba will be fine."

"...I hope so too," Yu Xuekun said softly, "In the past and in the future, Qianye will always be able to escape death. This is the kind of person she is."

"What are the conditions for going to District 12?" Hesta raised her head, her sunken eye sockets twitching unnaturally from time to time, "I don't need to continue to recuperate, I will return to the battle sequence now, I want to participate in the attack on District 12 Investigation, what can you do?”

"Yes." Yu Xuekun looked at Hesta's face, "But before that, you have to read a message first. Chiba said she gave you an account. You know which one it is. Log in and she left a text message. for you."

"When did this happen?"

"Before going to District 12," Yu Xuekun replied, "She said that if she doesn't come back as scheduled, then you need to read her message."

After Yu Xuekun left, Hesta immediately turned on the computer.

Sure enough, there was an unread message in the inbox of that account. It was a restaurant reservation. The address was a small restaurant near Orange Town City Hall. The time was two weeks later and there were only two reserved seats.

Hesta immediately took the schedule and wrote down all the relevant information word for word.

In the dim room, Hesta's eyes reflected the light of a small screen. She sat motionless at the table, thinking about the possible meaning of this appointment with an almost pious fear.