Why it never ends

Chapter 946 Mine

On the road, Rico drove the car with Hesta all the way south.

In the afternoon, the two had a simple meal at a gas station and continued on their journey.

"So you submitted your request for the report last week?"

"I wrote it as soon as I arrived in Emanlia," Hesta replied, "and I was told to contact Kende to find out the situation. I went to Kende with this reply."

"And what did Kende say?"

"She said the Faialar Wasteland casualties were still under investigation and that this matter had nothing to do with my duties, so she refused to review the files for me."

A muscle in Rico's cheek twitched.

"Then I applied to go to the Fayaral Wasteland—"

"The higher-ups don't approve it, right?" Rico interrupted Hesta. "Because the scene is still being cleaned up for evidence collection, no unauthorized people can enter."

"Yes." Hesta whispered, "It seems you have tried it too."

"They are all excuses." Li Ge said coldly, "It's been several months, haven't you finished taking it yet?"

“Have you been to the scene?”

"I went there once, but I only stayed at the edge for a few hours and didn't go into the hinterland." Rico said softly, "When I went there, almost all the victims had been identified. But even so, they didn't let me enter the actual death scene... There must be something fishy going on here."

Hesta was looking at the road ahead when she suddenly felt the phone on her waist vibrate. She lowered her head and glanced at the screen, frowning.

"What's wrong?" Rico glanced at her.

Hesta's hand rested on the window: "Eleven scratched a teacher's face at school."

"what?"

Hesta put away his phone, raised his head tiredly, and leaned on the passenger seat.

"It is said that he sneaked into the principal's office during the lunch break and was caught by a teacher passing by. When he struggled to break free, he scratched the person..."

"What is she doing in the principal's office?"

"who knows……"

Hesta folded her arms in confusion, she recalled the scene when Chiba took her back to the reserve base when she was a child... What did Miss Chiba do at that time?

After pondering for a long time, Hesta still couldn't figure out anything. She only remembered that she seemed to be alert to everything at that time, and treated most of the rules of the base cautiously - not to mention Miss Chiba's verbal instructions.

Why is it so difficult when it comes to the eleventh...

"What are you going to do," Rico asked, "go back or -"

"No need, Eucalyptus has already rushed to school, let her handle it first."

"She can't control it," Rico said, "Eleven doesn't listen to her at all."

Indeed, along the way, Eleven often behaved in a rebellious manner, which often aroused Eucalyptus's anger, but the child did not take Eucalyptus's reaction to heart at all. There were several times when, facing Eleven's naughty behavior, Hesta also felt that his anger was about to reach the top. But every time at this time, Eleven would reluctantly restrain himself.

However, Hesta knew very well that this state would not last forever. Eleven's restraint did not mean correction, she was just testing the bottom line of the person in front of her. In the long run, one day, Hesta's own anger would become like Eucalyptus, and Eleven would get used to it.

"Do you have any ideas?" Hesta asked, "Or is there anyone around you who has experience in this area...who I can consult?"

"No." Rico answered quickly, "I guess she may have too much energy and needs a little extra consumption - is there any way you can take her to run ten or twenty laps around the school playground every day? Then she probably won't have enough energy to cause trouble." "...Let's try when we get back." Hesta said tiredly.

Rico's car stopped at dusk.

Everything here was gray, with yellow sand floating on the road and shallow pits or cracks every few meters. Hesta saw smoke from cooking in the distance and thought there was a town, but Rico told her that it was just an informal gathering area, not even a village.

Rico stopped the car on the road and took Hesta through a small forest.

"We'll be there soon," Rico said softly, "Whatever you want to say or do, just wait a moment... Jane?"

Rico turned around and saw Hesta stopped in front of a wooden house in the woods with the door locked.

"What are you looking at?" Rico ran back to Hesta.

Hesta knocked on the graffiti on the door of the wooden house. Someone had written "Keep Out" on it with red paint. The paint was mottled and looked very old, giving it a weird and scary atmosphere.

"I remember you told me this before. Did you tell me this?" Hesta turned his head and said, "There are many wooden houses in the forest of District 12 that are off-limits..."

Rico smiled and nodded.

"What's inside?"

"you guess?"

Hesta pushed hard on the door panel, and the door that was originally tightly closed loosened instantly.

The windows of the wooden house were sealed and there was no light in the room. Hesta sneaked in carefully, but after taking only two steps, Rico grabbed his arm tightly.

"What?"

"Don't go any further." Rico handed over a flashlight, "Look for yourself."

Hesta took the flashlight without knowing why. The moment the light came on, she felt her heart skip a beat - less than half a meter in front of her, the ground disappeared, and in its place was a bottomless black hole.

The entire wooden house was like a cover, covering this dark cave.

Hesta looked at the hole for a while: "... a mine?"

"Yes, it's a mine," Rico replied, "Next time you see a wooden house with sealed windows like this in the woods, don't rush in. It's probably to cover up a mine."

Hesta had already left the cabin.

"Luckily this is in the forest," Hesta sighed softly - he would have to go back and remind Eleven and Kiki that if they fell down, it would be no joke.

Rico smiled and followed Hesta's steps.

"These mines should be unused now," Hesta said. "Is there?"

"It's all gone," Rico replied. "The coal mines, gold mines, and some special gem mines in District 12...are almost all exhausted. Now, only a few remnants of a few branches are left."

The two walked silently through the last bit of green space. Through the gaps between the tree trunks, Hesta saw several children with bare legs chasing and playing in their garden. Beside them, several women were sitting together, one of them seemed to be mending her dress.

Someone recognized Rico and waved and greeted her from a distance, and Hesta was also greeted a few times.

"This is the closest gathering place of 'whale people' to Emanlia," said Rico, "most of them come from the south."