An entire afternoon had been spent, but the actual effective reading was less than five pages. This efficiency was really unbearable for Hesta. She put aside "Origin" again and lay down on the bed with some annoyance. .
There were footsteps on the stairs not far away. Hesta looked up and saw Alja coming down with something in her arms.
Hesta glanced at the time. There was still half an hour before the usual meal time.
"Alja, why are you here?"
"Ava asked me to bring you something." Alja walked to Hesta's room door, "You've been sleeping all day today, and you don't even know how funny things happened this morning!"
"What's wrong?"
"This morning, maybe around five o'clock, Ava suddenly called all of us who were on the morning shift to her room, saying that she had a brooch that she couldn't find, and that we all had to rummage through the room together. Help her find a brooch——"
Hesta was stunned.
"Finally, where do you think the brooch was found?" Alja asked with a smile.
"……where?"
"In Ava's own pajamas pocket! God knows how she could put the brooch there without panicking?" Alja smiled and opened the drawer and took out the pile of newspapers and file bags in her hand. Pushing it in, "She was still a little disappointed this morning. She said she was really old and had never made such a joke before - what's the point of us talking about it? How many people in their teens and 20s are careless every day? .”
No wonder a clothes drying rack was set up in the yard this morning, but no one was doing anything in the yard. No wonder Aya went down to the cellar a little later than usual today - and it happened to be shortly after she changed her arm and lay down. Just showed up.
Ava could see the status of her terminal from her room. She must have realized that she had not come back yet, so she thought of a temporary way to hold back everyone in the house at that time.
Hesta lowered her eyes and looked at the things Alja sent, "What are these...are they all newspapers?"
"There are also letters and postcards for you, but I heard they are not originals, but scanned and photocopied. Ava said these were sent by your friends. The originals were kept by your superiors, but they sent photocopies." Al Jia replied.
Hesta quickly realized that the "superior" Alja mentioned should refer to Office 004. At this moment, of course, they had to review their communications.
Hesta picked up the document bag first and opened it. There were about six or seven pieces of white paper inside, with things printed on the front and back.
There were no letters inside, just postcards and photos, from Rico and Turan, just the simplest greetings.
Under a photo of Rico raising her arms and shouting to the sea, she briefly wrote about her sea fishing experience in four lines; and another postcard was sent by Turan from PMRC, the First Regional Medical Research Center. After it came out, Turan asked Hestad to pay attention to the steel stamp in the upper right corner in the message, saying that this steel stamp can only be stamped in the PMRC's museum souvenir shop - unfortunately, the photocopied postcard cannot show this kind of detail.
"Ava said you can reply, but all messages will be reviewed by a third person." Alja looked at her, "Do you want to reply?"
Hesta's fingers gently touched the writing and shook her head.
Alja tilted her head curiously, "Is it really unnecessary?"
Hesta shook her head again. She couldn't help but smile at Alja, "I have to reject you twice every time."
"Because this is incredible, Eureka," Alja said against the glass wall. "You know what? I really admire you. If I were always trapped in one place, even if I was given food and drink, I would definitely be lonely. It's terrible. I must be writing letters every day, trying desperately to find someone to talk to - how can you survive in this environment? How on earth do you do it?"
"..." Hesta didn't know what expression to make.
In fact, she does "write letters" every day, to Dean Elma, Sister Gerding, to Liz, and even to her mother... Some of these letters are on paper, and more are in the heart, but they are all One thing they have in common is that they will never be sent.
Before everything settles, she is not sure whether her suddenly accelerated revenge plan will bring trouble to her living friends.
If she is identified as an extremist, the friends around her will be "stained" first, just like when Rico was taken to court, she at the base and Turan far away in the first area were subjected to more punishment at the same time. Pay attention.
Because "dangerous elements" never appear alone, they always appear in groups, feeding each other.
"...Eureka?" Alja's voice suddenly became a little deeper, and only then did Hesta come back to her senses. The girl's voice was a little apologetic, "Maybe I shouldn't mention these... things that have caused you sadness. ?"
"No, I just suddenly realized that I really miss my friends," Hesta whispered, "But life here is not lonely or difficult, thank you."
"Don't be so polite... Oh, and there are these newspapers. Ava told me that I will take these newspapers down and show them to you every day from now on. She said she can't give you a mobile phone or computer, so you just have to keep them - —Just in case you get bored, just look through these things."
Hesta picked up the newspapers. The names of these newspapers were all familiar, such as "Indomitable", "News Daily of the Third District", "Third Evening News"... She suddenly remembered the teachings of Sister Gerding in the past, a noble person. One should not read too many newspapers, after all they will make up anything to attract readers, and an honest soul should not be filled with nonsense and empty talk.
Suddenly, Hesta's hand stopped. Among these large newspapers was a newspaper she had never seen before. The quality of its paper and ink seemed to be very average, and "Anecdote Express" was printed on the front page. Four words.
Below the registration, there is a very small newspaper slogan:
We solemnly declare that all the information you read in this newspaper is false and purely fictitious.
…
In the police station of Tan Yi City, Si Lei was also reading the same newspaper.
As Chiba had expected, today's "Anecdote Express" spent a lot of space reporting on Viscount Rich's romantic affair in the livable area - the picture that was scattered in the rain of photos yesterday morning was placed on the front page as a close-up.
Si Lei spent about twenty minutes reading through the relevant article and found that it was not as bad as Qianye said yesterday.
Although the overall wording of the articles does have a strong tendency and seems a bit exaggerated, judging from its description of the events, the authors of these articles are not the common second-hand information dealers. On the contrary, these reports are full of a lot of First-hand information, many of which are even consistent with Si Lei's own findings.
Without in-depth interviews and investigations, it is impossible to write an article like this just by imagining and playing with pen and ink.
Si Lei took a look at the name of the president and editor-in-chief:
Stella Clifford
