"Why don't you go to the hospital at the base tomorrow—"
"No need, the wound doesn't seem to be getting worse now. This kind of repair surgery is more troublesome, and I don't think it will take more than a week." Hesta interrupted softly, "As long as you don't directly participate in the battle, it shouldn't be a big deal. Although Occasionally, the right hand's tactile sensation will fail slightly, but as long as it is removed and reinstalled, it will be fine... I guess it is an infection that has caused some loss of nerve signals."
Hesta put her arm back on and looked at Victoria, "If I leave suddenly now, I don't know what trouble will happen. Let me continue to stay here. Four days have passed. Maybe the assassin is very close." She will act soon, I don’t want to make her alert at this time.”
"But your sleep quality doesn't seem to be very good lately." Victoria asked, "Are you tired?"
"Um."
"What specifically?"
"Do I have to answer this question?"
"Yes, because it involves the core of our entire mission." Victoria replied, "If you are very tired now, then your ability to persuade the assassin will be questionable. Instead of forcing you to stay Here, it’s better to let you go as soon as possible...relax, Jane, tell me what you think."
Hesta lowered her eyes and thought for a moment.
"I do feel a little tired lately, but I don't think it's due to any single task."
"That is……?"
"I don't like that the rhythm of my work is always disrupted, but since the Fernand case, I have had to be led by all kinds of accidents. This is not the task rhythm I am familiar with." She looked at Victoria lowered her voice slightly, "I'm more used to acting alone."
"Does it bother you to be around other people like you are now?"
"Troubled? No, I am very happy to be with everyone, but it is indeed easier to feel exhausted than before." Hesta looked ahead, "It's just that I am more used to pushing tasks forward step by step according to my own arrangements. …”
Victoria pondered for a moment, "I probably understand this feeling."
"Is it my recent behavior that makes you worry about my competency?"
"Of course not, it was Chiba who called me in the afternoon and asked me about your situation..." Victoria patted Hesta on the shoulder, "If there is anything that feels reluctant, don't insist on it, talk to us explain."
"Yes." Hesta nodded. She stood up and watched Victoria leave the room.
Although Victoria had been expressing concern in the previous conversation, Hesta could smell a hint of suspicion.
She lay down in the room with the lights off, and once again went over what she had done and what she had not done.
There should be... no flaws left.
…
The terrace on the second floor was silent at midnight. The girls who had been chatting here at night had dispersed. Si Lei stood alone by the fence and looked at the night. She didn't think about anything, but many stray thoughts were still running freely in her mind. Come and go.
"I'm back." Victoria walked to Si Lei, "I've already reported that Gray is Roger."
"So are there any new clues?"
"No."
"Not at all?" Si Lei was a little surprised, "He should still be very famous within your Mercury Needle, right?"
"You are referring to the assassination three years ago," Victoria leaned against the fence. "The relevant mercury needles have been deported."
"What about the other mercury needles stationed in Tan Yi? None of them have any issues with him?"
"This will take a while. I won't be able to give you an answer at least tomorrow." Victoria said softly, "Is Danglars' confession reliable? He said that Gray is Roger, and Gray is Roger?"
"I have to wait until tomorrow to give you a definite answer on this point, but I can guarantee that it is easy to verify." Si Lei looked into the distance thoughtfully, "It is really shocking to suddenly disappear at this juncture. It’s a little too coincidental.”
"Is this a coincidence? If you want to make an inference, you have to provide evidence, police officer."
Si Lei laughed, "If you have evidence, why should you infer? Reasoning can only come into play when there is a lack of clues."
Victoria looked at her, "Then what are you launching now?"
"It's not really a push, it's just a hunch," Si Lei looked in the direction of Roger's mansion in the distance, "This Roger is probably in a bad situation now."
…
Early the next morning, everyone went downstairs to have dinner as usual.
Although Tanglar had deliberately controlled his gaze, he couldn't help but keep glancing over to Hestad. When their eyes crossed several times, he found that Hestad really had no consciousness of collusion with each other.
At this moment, he needs a little encouragement from his companions, even if it's just a look.
"Ah, Sophie!" Danglars suddenly saw a familiar figure on the stairs, "You are finally willing to come out!"
Sophie said nothing, but smiled at Danglars. She held six or seven books in her arms, all of which she had brought back to the house the night before to write the long letter to Helen.
In order to make the content of the letter more convincing, she quoted as many scriptures as possible and carefully selected her words to avoid the writing appearing too obscure. Although the letter had been written at this time, she never had the courage to deliver it in person. She just wanted to wait until Helen and the others left the manor before sending someone to deliver it in person.
Tangglars stepped forward very diligently and took the book from Sophie's arms, "Have you been reading these two days?"
"Yes," Sophie said shyly, "it was night when I was reading, so I didn't tell you—"
"What's the point of worrying about such a small thing? Sit down and have something to eat." Danglars patted Sophie's head carelessly, "I'll put the books away for you."
"...Thank you." Sophie looked at Tanglar's back in surprise.
Hesta also looked at Danglars from the corner of his eye. He turned his back to everyone and put the books in his hands into the corresponding positions on the bookshelf in order according to their size and type. Except for Sophie and himself, there was no one there at the moment. Watch out over there.
Suddenly, Danglars' movements stopped. The book gifted by Villefort suddenly appeared in his hand, and even he was slightly startled.
Opening the dark green cover, the title page of this book is signed with Villefort's name.
Tangglar secretly sighed in his heart, this is simply a kind of providence! He opened the book naturally and quickly stuffed all the twelve blank photo papers Hesta had given him last night into the empty paper slot on the back cover.
After completing all this, Tanglar felt a burst of sincere joy. This unexpected coincidence suddenly made him feel that he was being favored by fate... It was so smooth.
