Sean's half-suspended heart calmed down with Calvin's laughter.
Whenever he heard laughter like this, he knew that Karl had forgiven him again.
For the rest of the time, the two brothers discussed whether to go out for dinner tonight or order takeout here. Sean has not officially graduated from the base yet, so he must return to the base before ten o'clock tonight - the time has not changed. Not having enough money, the two of them discussed it and decided to go out to find a restaurant and eat some fast food.
Before leaving the house, Calvin's cell phone rang. He looked down and replied quickly. Then he returned to the desk in the living room and added three solid dots to his November calendar.
"Whose news?" Sean asked.
"Hesta," Calvin answered.
"Her?" Sean's movements suddenly stopped, "What is she looking for you at this time?"
"She encountered some troubles in Nigeria, so she hopes that I can help her with inspections next month. The money has just arrived." Calvin said briskly.
Sean frowned warily, "...she is being detained in Nia Province now, isn't she?"
"Indeed, how do you know?" Calvin looked at Sean, "I didn't ask for the specific details. In short, there is no reason not to make extra money."
"You shouldn't have any contact with her at this time...she didn't ask to meet you, right?"
"No, what happened?"
"You have to stay away from her during this period." Sean lowered his voice, "I think she can't protect herself now, so don't involve yourself in it!"
Calvin did not immediately agree. Hesta did mention on the phone that she was now involved in Fernand's case, but he thought for a while and shook his head, "Don't always listen to the wind or the rain. Outside Don’t believe the gossip.”
"It's not hearsay," Sean answered with certainty, "I know that she must have killed Fernand."
Seeing that Calvin didn't care at all, Sean was a little anxious. He ran a few steps forward and blocked Calvin's way, "You don't believe me, do you?"
Calvin put on his coat, "This is none of our business, Sean."
"Why is it none of our business? What if she is looking for someone to frame her? First, let you help her with some ordinary things to gain your trust, and then add one or two traps to some ordinary tasks. Mission—oh, I’m so familiar with this trick!”
"Why are you so sure that the murderer in the Fernand case is Hesta?"
"Because I personally gave this clue to her in the first place!" Sean was a little excited, but he still controlled his volume tightly. He pushed Calvin back to the chair in the living room, and then leaned in In front of him, he whispered, "I knew it when Fernan died - Hesta couldn't hold it in any longer, she took action!"
"...What clue?"
"The year before Liz died, do you remember that I got a consultation record? I showed it to you at the time, but you just refused to read it!"
Calvin frowned slightly... He was indeed still a little impressed by this matter.
Sean continued, "That record was left by Fernand in 4619. That year he accidentally got a 14-year-old girl. He killed her and made a bone flute with her calf bone. Then he Her heart and liver were taken and sealed in formalin... In the same year, during a consultation, Fernand lamented to his consultant that he had nightmares for several days in a row, in which this woman kept haunting him. Him, it made him uneasy.
"The girl's name is 'Volva'." Sean whispered, "There is a musical in District 14 called "The Dagger and the Sheath", and the heroine is a Hesta woman named 'Volva' , because Hesta had searched for this name when he first entered the base, and I was particularly impressed...
"When I was in Wulian, I personally handed the consultation record to Hesta. She had no reaction at the time. I also wondered for a while whether I was too worried. Maybe it was what Fernand mentioned. Volva' was not what Hesta was looking for.
"But I secretly watched Fernan's death some time ago - the heart was cut out, the liver was crushed... isn't this all right? Besides Hesta, who else has such a motive?"
Seeing that Calvin was still unmoved, Sean couldn't help but move a little closer to him, "Karl, you are too simple! Don't look at Hesta's usual quietness. In fact, she is a very mean person. She is very ruthless and can do anything...don't let her fool you!"
Calvin was silent for a long time.
He didn't quite understand how the bad blood between Sean and Hesta could be so deep, and he had no intention of mediating between it. But after hearing these past stories from Sean, he recalled Hesta's phone call in the afternoon. . He didn't hear anything strange in Hesta's voice at all. The feeling was as plain as "My train is late today, please help me tell the others."
Calvin looked at Sean, "How many people know about this... do you think?"
Sean shook his head, "Fernand's consultant died in 4626. Except for a small part of the information that was made public, most of the remaining consultation records were burned to ashes and entered the grave with him. I was in I discovered this record shortly before his funeral - I had access to his personal database at the time, so I took the opportunity to make photocopies of visitors who were in government service or had lordships."
Calvin was stunned, "...Do you still keep these things?"
"I kept them for a while," Sean replied, "but later I still felt that the danger of these things exceeded the threshold that I could personally bear, so I disposed of them all and only kept a backup, here."
Sean pointed to his brain.
"God," Calvin couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, "What have you been doing all these years?"
"Karl..." Only then did Sean's voice relax slightly, "I just want to tell you that although these people in the livable area look sanctimonious, in fact, each one is more disgusting than the other behind his back. Worse than the other...these people are not worth our efforts at all.
"Like the little boy in the afternoon, why did you take the risk to save him? Maybe he will be a bastard who does all kinds of evil when he grows up. In a livable land, one more of these people is not enough, and one less is not enough-"
Calvin laughed again. His laughter was so rich that Sean was a little discouraged.
"I know you can't listen every time I say these words..."
"It's not that I can't listen, maybe you are right on some occasions," Calvin whispered, "but if everyone thought this way, neither of us would be here now."
