Hesta drove the car all the way and quickly returned to Palan's apartment. She didn't waste any time and immediately started to create scars on her left arm according to the photos Palan sent.
Although the incision under the right shoulder blade had been bandaged to stop the bleeding, Hesta still felt a strong pain in his back every time he moved his arm. She has too much experience with physical pain, so she understands that tonight is by no means the most unbearable moment for the wound. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... After returning to Victoria and the others, the real test has just begun.
After finishing bandaging her left arm, Hesta walked to the sink and flushed her face. She stared at herself in the mirror and suddenly let out a chuckle.
Some euphoria could not be hidden. Even though she tried to keep a straight face and frowned, some secret happiness still flickered in her eyes. From afternoon to now, she had obviously not taken in water or rice, but at this moment she seemed to feel a little tipsy, blood flowing through her limbs, and in the silence, she heard her own steady and powerful heartbeat.
Hesta took a deep breath. She returned to Palan's living room and used meditation to drive away this inexplicable excitement. There were too many things that brought extreme joy and sorrow. She didn't need these shallow joys now. She needed to calm down and do what she did every time before. Act like that and complete the rest of the plan quickly and accurately.
Hesta opened her eyes and looked out the window at the night in the unlit room.
There were many surprises today, but fate once again showed her unique preference, especially in connection with the solar eclipse. When Paran said she had a way to contact Eclipse immediately, Hesta didn't have high hopes. At that moment, Hesta just realized that he had to be prepared to face the suspicion of other mercury needles, and everything might go in the worst direction——
However, the opposite happened. Every step went unexpectedly smoothly, and even the failures were quickly turned into evidence in her favor. It was as if there was a force in the dark that was smoothing out all the obstacles on the road for her.
In the darkness, Hesta raised his left hand toward the void and made a grabbing motion again.
The patter of rain could be heard outside the window.
…
In the Viscount's manor, Si Lei was dragging the mouse in his room, browsing documents related to the Fernan Foreign Aid Organization at a glance.
A considerable part of the information in these investigation results was provided by her. They came from her previous investigation with Chiba in the wasteland, but this newly established investigation team obviously has some skills, and their swords are almost all directed at the foreign aid organizations in the habitable area. Activity.
She had long realized that the hands of people like Tanglar would not be very clean, and the privileges associated with money and status would inevitably breed rot flies. However, she did not expect that in addition to Lixi, other men targeted by the assassins would also create rot flies. committed unimaginable evil.
Fernand, Danglars and others have already turned certain crimes into an assembly line-like industry. After establishing the existing structure, they began to cultivate agents to continue the hand of weaving the web of crime.
As early as more than ten years ago, they had completely ended their apparent cooperative relationship. Over the years, Fernan had almost stopped interacting with them - but the money related to it was still flowing into their pockets. After several treatments, it turned into their homes, properties, priceless oil paintings, or rare treasures from various regions.
Schmidt was their protective umbrella.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Reading the details in the document gave Si Lei a headache. She supported her forehead with one hand and closed the computer heavily with the other hand. She had experienced many difficult moments since handling this case, but there was no moment like this. Now this made her restless.
She suddenly thought of Chiba and the fair world they had talked about in the car. That afternoon, Chiba had sighed meaningfully: It is good to have people like you as police, but it seems that you should be a judge.
Si Lei no longer remembers how she answered at that time, but tonight, she suddenly had some new feelings about this sentence, which made her feel thorns in her back and bones in her throat.
Is it possible that every "victim" who died at the hands of the assassins should have been hanged on the gallows long ago.
If the assassin hadn't suddenly stirred up this storm, how long would these crimes under the ice have been hidden?
She pinched the bridge of her nose and stood in front of the window for a while, then quickly returned to the computer and started a full-text search using the keyword "Villefort" - in this 26-page report document, Villefort's name It only appears four times, and only as background information.
She thought for a while and dialed Stella’s phone number.
…
At midnight, the rain finally stopped.
Tanglar was shivering with cold in the dark garage. He returned to the large suitcase that contained him before. The soft suitcase was barely able to keep out the cold. He hugged his knees with only one head exposed.
Suddenly, he felt a slight noise behind him. He turned back inadvertently and saw a hazy black figure. He almost screamed.
"Long wait, Viscount." Hesta said softly, "Are you okay?"
Tanglar pressed his heart - he was really frightened by Youleka's sudden appearance. When he finally regained his breath, Tanglar's tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.
He reluctantly stretched out a hand from the soft suitcase and said in a twitching voice: "Hey, just... stop talking about this, take me... take me away."
"Then please go back into the box."
Danglars immediately did so.
He originally thought that the next step would be a long journey, and Eureka would carry him across the night sky - just like during the day. However, Tanglar soon felt that the weightlessness brought by the jump disappeared, and he It was immediately placed on the ground again.
"Come out," Hesta said.
Tanglar stuck his head out suspiciously, not recognizing where he was for a moment. He looked around for a while, "...Why is it the Palace of Rohan?"
"It's the Palace of Rohan," Hesta said with a smile.
"Oh, why are you still visiting the Luang Palace at this time? Let's go quickly!"
"But Roger is waiting for you down there."
Tangglar was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that Roger might be looking for his entertainment. Tanglar's lips trembled with anger. Although he wanted to get angry, his whole body was like a ball of tobacco soaked by the rain, and he had no strength to ignite any more sparks.
"I... I worked hard today and ran half of the forest." He was extremely aggrieved, his beard and fingers trembling slightly, "Do you know how dangerous that sea of fire is? Huh? You... do you know? How scared was I at that time? There was such a big fire, and there were so many people outside. I ran into your car alone, and had to huddle in the trunk like a dog and wait for you all day. It was not easy... it was not easy. ——Do you two still have any conscience?"
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