Why it never ends

Chapter 971 Conscience

At night, Eucalyptus originally planned to read at home to make up for the time lost going out during the day. However, before seven o'clock, Hesta grabbed her out of the house again, along with Rico and the two children.

Before leaving home, Hesta went upstairs and knocked on Ximoya's door, but no one answered. Looking up from downstairs, the window of Ximoya's room was still dark. Hesta stood there and watched for a while, but soon left with the large group.

Today, Rico did not drive the previous four-seater car, but changed to a seven-seater car.

"Where are we going?" Kiki asked.

"The train station." Rico replied.

"What to do?"

"Pick someone up."

"Who to pick up?"

"A cool auntie."

Eucalyptus pricked up his ears with some concern: "Who?"

"A mercury needle who I worked with in the third district before, her name is Victoria," Hesta took over the conversation, "Let's have dinner together tonight."

Eucalyptus nodded in confusion: "Your colleague...was she also transferred here to work?"

"Correct."

Rico drove all the way to the train station, and on the way they kept talking about the driving school. Hesta complained about many of the inexplicable driving school rules in District 12, and Rico laughed as he listened. Qiqi could already understand some simple conversations, and when she heard Hesta talking about renting a car, she raised her head and added, "I saw a big car next to the school today, and you can rent it for a day for fifty dollars."

The adults in the car looked at Qiqi at the same time.

"...Is this price very cheap?" Qiqi asked.

"Not really." Rico said, "This is usually just an initial price, not including registration fees and insurance. If you drive farther, you also have to pay the highway fee - the highway fee in District 12 is very expensive."

Qiqi turned sideways and started whispering to Eleven.

The adults continued chatting, and at Eucalyptus's questioning, Hesta and Rico began talking about the missing assassin and the myth of Alecto. Eucalyptus finally understood why the old governor, who had refused to meet Hesta several times before, suddenly invited them to his home for dinner.

"It sounds like this 'assassin' is quite principled," said Eucalyptus. "Although she is cruel to bad guys, she will avoid using harsh methods on irrelevant people, including you, the mercury needles who are responsible for arresting her. Even a thief has his own code of conduct, right?"

Rico laughed: "Isn't it?"

"The old governor's reaction is not right." Yujiali said, "He didn't regard himself as a bystander, but immediately put himself on the opposite side of the assassin."

Hesta gave a thumbs-up again: "Isn't it!"

……

The car drove to the train station, and it began to rain. The square was wet under the night sky, reflecting the light of the street lamps. When the few people got off the car, they saw two people standing under an umbrella at the exit. The tall one was Victoria, and the short one Hesta looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Several people stopped the car and walked towards them in the drizzle.

On the other side, Victoria also saw Hesta, and the two of them picked up their luggage and walked forward.

"Long time no see!" Hesta walked up to Victoria and hugged her, and then Rico shook hands with her.

"It's been a long time since we last met! These days it's so hard to find a flight from the Third District directly to Emanria. It's so strange that there's no airport even though we're so close to the core city," Victoria took a step back and looked at Hesta. "How are you, Jane? I wanted to see you several times before, but was told that your condition was not suitable for a visit. I was wondering what happened and why you suddenly got sick?" "...I'm fine now," Hesta smiled. "Where are Theresa and the others?"

"They are all still on a mission. After asking around, I found out that I'm the only one who has time right now, so I'll come over first." Victoria replied, "The rest will come one after another, so there's no rush."

"Okay," Hesta's eyes fell on the woman next to Victoria, "Who is this?"

"This is my friend, Stella, a journalist—"

"It's been changed temporarily," Stella interrupted Victoria. "Now it's Zuby Bordudale. Hello, Jane, you look fully recovered!"

Hesta looked at the person in front of him with some confusion: "Do we... know each other?"

"I've known you for a long time, since you were only this tall," Stella smiled and gestured at her waist, "but we haven't met very often. The last time I saw you, you went to the hospital with Qianye. Your condition at that time really worried her."

"…You are Ms. Chiba's friend."

"Yes," Stella said with a smile, "old friend for many years."

……

Several people went to the hotel booked by Victoria. After putting down their luggage, they went to the revolving restaurant on the top floor to eat.

Victoria lamented that all kinds of workstations in District 12 were evacuated too quickly. What happened last November meant that there was no Mercury Needle Apartment left in the entire District 12. She had to book a place to stay for this trip.

After sitting down, Victoria tried to look at the drink menu first, but was disappointed to learn that there were only non-alcoholic drinks. In the end, the adults ordered local mint tea and the two children drank pear juice.

Victoria raised her glass. "I noticed that there are two friends on our table today who were permanently expelled from the Third District. This is a bit high."

Rico raised his head: "Who else?"

"Me!" Stella raised her head proudly, "It happened last September!"

Eucalyptus was a little surprised: "But Ms. Victoria just said that you just came from the third district?"

"Yes, that's why I need a fake identity." Stella replied, "I have so many employees over there, and I have to go there in person to do some things - but this time I have already alerted the enemy, I guess it won't be so easy to enter next time."

"Why were you deported?" Rico asked.

"Why else? Because the people in the Third District United Government building are all pigs." Stella said, "These people gave me the 'Free Will Award' last August, saying that I was the conscience of the journalism industry. But in September, I reported on the restoration of slavery in District 12, revealing that many of District 3's nobles were actually colonizing here - and then I was arrested. Well, now District 3's journalism industry has no conscience!"

Rico and Hesta laughed out loud.

"What did you say your name was?" Rico asked, "Zubi?"

"Zubi Bodudale."

Rico frowned, "Bodudale?"

"Yes, Bodudel." Stella nodded with a smile.

"Who is Pacat Bodudel to you?"

"She is my nominal mother now," Stella replied, "If it weren't for the old lady's procedures, I would never have been able to sneak back. Have you heard of her? She is a famous educator."