Why it never ends

Chapter 962 Old Friend

At the same time, Trion was in the Governor's office talking to Arevalo, who was not there.

He sat in the old governor's soft leather chair, with his feet resting on the table in a comfortable posture. The long telephone line was pulled to his ear, and he lowered his eyes, biting a cigar with a half-smile.

"I understand. Why do I need your reminder? I have been observing..." Trion muttered, and had to remain silent for a while to listen to the teachings. "Yes, yes, of course it is like that..."

On the other end of the phone, Arevalo explained everything in great detail, and this meticulousness seemed to show a lack of trust in Trion, which made him particularly unhappy.

"Speaking of Kende," Trion seized the opportunity, "I do have something to ask you about what you are going to do - this is the case, that Lady Hesta has sent people to my house several times to ask for an audience, and she came today. But to avoid suspicion, I have not gone out. This time her people made two requests: one is to see you - this request was made when she first came to my manor to attend the banquet. I made it clear that it was impossible now, but her repeated requests for an audience were also a signal.

"The second request is that she hopes to get a list of all candidates who have entered District 12 as inspectors. I showed her Kende's files separately last time. I can give her the materials of the remaining candidates now, but what do you think?"

On the other end of the line, Arevalo's answer made Trion frown. He gradually restrained his posture and slowly put his feet on the ground.

"...Uh, she didn't say what it was for, and I didn't ask." Trion whispered, "I guess she might be a little insecure about being chosen for the position, so she wanted to see what the candidate pool was like...Um, yes, I didn't give it to you. How could I act on my own without your approval?"

Trion was silent for a moment, his throat moving.

"…You mean, she doesn't really plan to cooperate with us? But—"

Following Arevalo's explanation, Trion sighed again and nodded repeatedly: "Indeed, I understand. You are really meticulous...Okay, next time we meet, I will tell her that we don't have any materials left, and let her ask AHgAs herself. Okay, I'll wait for your news. When do you plan to come back to see me? Okay..."

About five minutes later, Trion put down the phone.

He stood up and walked around Arevalo's office twice. Looking at this clean and bright room, Trion couldn't help but admire Arevalo's insight - when the old man heard that Hesta had sent someone to inquire about the list of candidates, he guessed that she had not given up seeking allies within Mercury Needle. She should try to contact those candidates who once wanted to actively intervene in the situation in District 12 to see if they had any suggestions.

As for the fact that they would eventually find Trion, it indirectly means that the information channel inside AHgAs is blocked, or compared to their internal channels, his side may be more convenient.

Trion pondered for a while, took out his cell phone, and deleted the outgoing emails in the draft box.

into the night.

Qiqi and Shiyi were talking about what they saw and heard in the new school at the dinner table. Since Yujiali left early to sort out the written materials for the flight school, Hesta could only gesture with difficulty to Shiyi to help her understand. Although she didn't understand many details, she could feel that the two seemed to have adapted well to the new school.

Suddenly, Hesta felt her cell phone vibrate. She took it out and saw that Victoria had replied to the message she had sent the day before.

"Hello, Jane, long time no see! I just finished my mission and saw your message. Sorry for the late reply. I know a little bit about what you said. What's wrong? Why are you concerned about the inspector of District 12?"

Hesta immediately responded: "Would you mind telling me the name of the candidate you know?"

"I don't know much of the list, only one. Tell me why you want to know this."

"I'm in District 12 right now, and I need some help."

Hesta wrote this sentence and then deleted it.

"I am currently the inspector of District 12, but I have encountered some difficult problems. If you can tell me the candidate you know, I can contact her to discuss it." Not long after the message was sent, Victoria called.

"Hello, Vi—"

"Are you the current supervisor?" Victoria asked at a high speed, like a machine gun. "Why can't I find relevant documents on the intranet?"

"I haven't officially announced my inauguration yet," Hesta replied.

"They've gone mad in Office Two—who are you with now, and who did they send with you?"

"No," Hesta answered, "only me."

“They are really crazy!”

"You just said you knew the name of a candidate," Hesta said calmly. "Who is it?"

There was silence on the other end for a moment.

"Hello?" Hesta called softly.

"...It's ridiculous," Victoria replied. "I applied to participate in the rescue the day after the Faialal Desert accident. The situation there was too complicated and chaotic. I can't understand why it was you? Who chose you?"

Hesta did not answer. She stood up and walked to the window, trying to continue her question: "Why did you apply for the position of Ombudsman?"

However, Victoria on the other side also turned a deaf ear to her question. Hesta heard the sound of keyboard tapping, and then Victoria let out a sigh of sudden realization: "Oh, Kende is already there."

"...Yes." Hesta felt a slight headache, "Kendai is already here."

"What difficult problems have you encountered? Tell me about it."

"Victoria, I contacted you just to find out if you know anything about the candidate for District 12," Hesta said softly, "If you don't intend to tell me--"

"I guess your problem is Kendai, because this person is used to being domineering," Victoria's voice showed a hint of smile, "You are a young man in your early twenties, you still don't know how to deal with such an opponent, right?"

"Are you familiar with Kendai?"

"...Not really, but we have fought each other." Victoria replied with a smile.

Hesta pinched her nose, and after a moment's thought, she suddenly figured out something.

"You just said you only knew the name of one candidate," Hesta said. "Could it be you?"

"Yes, that's me," Victoria said. "Over the past ten years, half of my missions have been completed in District 12 and its surrounding islands. There are the most diverse, largest, and most dangerous fungal communities in the world. Don't forget that chelating bacteria are essentially a type of fungus."