Hestad knew very well that if a mercury needle stayed in ahgas past the age of 25, she would be unlikely to make a deal with a suspected chelate opponent.
Because all chelates will never keep a promise, any promise, this is a pathological characteristic that is not dependent on the chelate's own will.
All promises that can only be fulfilled based on trust between the two parties are meaningless to chelates, and they are even very good at using this "promise" to play with their prey.
But Victoria still did it. There are two possibilities:
The so-called "transaction" is just a cover, she is using the "transaction" to cheat;
Alternatively, she believes that the assassin behind the mask is not a chelate, but someone of its kind;
Of course, both possibilities may exist simultaneously.
But Hesta also has some questions that need to be confirmed, especially when these mercury needles no longer update the progress of the case through intranet communication - maybe, she can snoop some clues from Victoria.
"Two?" Victoria continued to ask.
This time, Hesta lowered her arms and refused to refute.
"Are they Danglars and Villefort?"
Hesta still didn't refute.
"...With all due respect," Victoria's eyes suddenly became sharp, "What is your relationship with Jane Hestad - you must be familiar with this name, right?"
Hesta smiled inwardly.
Of course you are familiar with it.
"In 4623, the year when Jane Hestad became a mercury needle reserve, Danglars and Villefort once applied to the base to see the child - obviously, this request would be directly rejected by the base Yes, but this record is in the database of the base. I checked it this afternoon.
"This kid is related to you, right?"
Hesta acquiesced.
At the same time, she calmly adjusted her standing posture - the small noises that came from behind her had fallen silent. She understood that this could not be because the other party suddenly retreated, it could only be that they had made all preparations.
It's almost time to go.
Victoria clasped her hands together and relaxed them on her knees. She looked at the assassin in front of her and continued, "I know you are seeking revenge. These people who died in your hands probably conspired together many years ago. What evil deeds have been committed...but is it really okay to let them die with their secrets like this? Don't you want their crimes to be made public?"
Hesta responded again - this time raising her hand nonchalantly, like dusting off the toe of a shoe, obviously not interested.
Victoria raised her eyebrows, "Hey, you don't care about worldly opinions, so--"
Hesta made a firm stop gesture towards Victoria, indicating that this topic no longer needed to be discussed.
"Okay, thank you for your honesty." Victoria stood up, "Then I will go back and synchronize this matter with the headquarters now... From tonight, ahgas will no longer interfere with your revenge - ah you Wait, Schmidt better let it go."
Victoria took a step towards Schmidt, standing between the assassin and the old man, "We are still in the negotiation period, and it would not be appropriate for someone to die on the spot... It will also be difficult for me to convince the higher-ups that we are indeed This agreement was reached - let's talk about Rishi, you must be very interested in knowing his whereabouts. I transferred him to Cleyer Farm. You know where it is, right?
"Go to Cleyer Farm," Victoria smiled sincerely, her eyes almost narrowed to a slit, "you will really feel my personal sincerity there -"
With that said, Victoria extended a friendly hand to Hesta.
Hesta looked downcast.
At the moment when Victoria slowly raised her right hand, she heard the sound of sharp weapons piercing the air in the night behind her - two ropes and three spikes passed through the broken window and flew towards her location.
Hesta took off calmly, and Victoria instantly entered bullet time - after all, as soon as the assassin ran away, the two thorns came directly towards her.
During this short time in the air, four more sharp and heavy thorns penetrated the stone wall of the intensive care unit, and they locked the assassin's torso from four directions at the same time.
Hesta is familiar with this routine. Although the speed of these thorns is not as fast as bullets, they have an excellent containment effect when paired with standard chains. Sometimes they can even force the chelate to cut off its arms in order to escape.
She stepped on the ceiling and instantly changed the direction of her fall. Four thorns collided in the air, and sparks flew everywhere. One of them bounced hard towards Schmidt on the hospital bed - Victoria had quick eyesight and quick hands. Stopped.
"Avinash!"
After landing, Hesta did not stop or even look at Schmidt. She leaned forward at almost 60 degrees and ran towards the door of the ward. This time the person blocking her way became Vic. Doria.
——Now that the so-called "deal" has been exposed by Avinash, she must not let go of the melee opportunity at this moment!
The two fought with fists and kicks in the dusty ward. After about three or five rounds, Victoria suddenly hesitated for a moment and was slapped on the forehead by the assassin. The latter immediately found a flaw and ran away.
The ward was calm again.
Several mercury needles who had been squatting outside rushed in at this time, only to see Victoria standing alone in the chaotic open space, lost in thought.
"dimension--"
Just when they were about to call her name, Victoria had already rushed to the window in two steps, jumped directly from the fourth floor window, and quickly disappeared into the night.
Several doctors and nurses who had been on call hurried over to check Schmidt's condition. The man with the mercury needle went to the end of the corridor to report to Avinash alone the battle situation that had just occurred. The image of the assassin taken tonight It will also be brought together soon.
The rest of the mercury needles were sitting in the corridor outside the ward. The work for the night was over, and it was much easier than they thought before.
"It's over." After reporting the work, Mercury Needle returned to his teammates. "We will stay in place for another fifteen minutes. If there are no other accidents, we will call it a day. Just leave two people here to watch."
"Okay!" Everyone raised their hands and cheered.
…
To the west of Cleye Farm, the whistle lurking at a high place suddenly spotted a fast running shadow on the withered grass in the field.
The man's speed was slightly lower than the minimum warning speed of the capture radar, faster than an ordinary person, but much slower than a chelate.
This was the first time in such a long time that she observed the assassin in the dark in the open.
——It really came from the west, just like what Victoria said!
At night, there was a sound of birdsong at Cleyer Farm.
Everyone saw the figure of the assassin one after another at their stationed position - the dark cloak, the weird high hat... a wandering ghost-like existence.
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