Hestad took over the blank list for inspection - it was a genuine copy of the list, which Gobelin kept privately when handing over the documents to the adjudicator.
Hesta's mood suddenly became a little complicated. Since she had long realized that this list, which could initiate security inspections at will, was the core of the adjudicator's power, why didn't she immediately check whether the previous adjudicator still retained the text of the list...?
Hesta put away the list, "Gobelin should know why he was arrested...Did he say anything when you passed by?"
The crew shook their heads.
Hesta was a little surprised, "You didn't say anything?"
"He seems to be in low spirits." The crew member replied. "He didn't struggle when he was captured. He just asked us not to cause damage to his place and to be gentle during the search. By the way, Gobelin is still in the solitary cell. You want to see him." him?"
"...No, just lock it up for now," Hesta whispered, "I want to go out now."
Several crew members looked at Hesta at the same time, and Rico keenly caught the abnormality in their sight: "What's wrong?"
The crew member hesitated for a while and then said, "Tonight you... it's best to stay here and not move around."
"Why?"
"We don't know the specific reason." A crew member replied, "But our night watch tonight will end early at three o'clock in the morning, which means that after three o'clock, if you encounter any accidents, it will be difficult to contact you Come on us.”
Rico continued to ask a few more questions, and then quickly sent away the crew. When only the two of them were left in the room again, Rico turned back: "Why don't you go see Gobelin? Don't you ask What’s the use of keeping this list private?”
"It's not necessary," Hesta whispered. "Gobelin has been in this position. Of course he knows that without the approval of the current adjudicator, any prohibited and restricted list cannot be passed... This thing is just for him It’s just a piece of waste paper.”
"Then why is he hiding this?"
Hesta didn't answer.
"What do you mean?" Rico stood in front of Hesta, "Are you going out?"
"Let's go," Hesta looked at her, "Anyway, when we encountered accidents before, we didn't have much contact with these crew members."
"where to?"
Hesta thought for a while, "...the sailing museum on the seventh floor."
…
Tasia and Meyer were still wandering in the mezzanine corridor. They walked around for more than half an hour and stopped at a corner to rest.
In the first few minutes, Tasia clearly felt that her consciousness was gradually becoming chaotic, but in this muddy torrent, she quickly found a balance - as long as she kept thinking silently in her heart that she wanted to be with Mei When I leave here together, that ray of clear will will always remain in my heart.
They met many acquaintances along the way, most of whom were passengers who had disappeared or died, but with the experience of Philip's night party, Tasia was already mentally prepared.
She asked for the ship's pass from every man, no matter who he was, who claimed he could take her and Meyer off this deck: but no one could get it.
So no one exposed anyone, and everyone parted politely and said goodbye, as if they were just ordinary friends meeting in the corridor. Until a middle-aged man with a beard walked up to Tasia, and soon after the two looked at each other, Tasia started to cry, and then pulled Meyer forward without saying a word.
"Who was that person just now?" Meyer looked back curiously, "Who did you see?"
"...My father, there is no way he could appear here." Tasia's voice was slightly crying, but there was strong anger in her breath, "This kind of... teasing... is too much."
Meyer sighed.
"Meyer, if we meet your sister later, you must not follow her immediately." Tasia whispered, "We must first ask her for the boat pass, and then make sure she is not wearing any brooches or Earrings...do you remember them?"
Meyer nodded wordlessly.
"We are safe," Tasia held Meyer's hand tightly, her voice almost angry, "...we are indeed safe."
…
Late at night, Rico pushed Hesta to the Navigation Museum. Although the door here was locked, Rico took almost no effort to pry the lock open.
The museum was quiet, with bullet holes and traces of battle remaining everywhere. Several burn marks on the carpet had not been dealt with, and the scorched black color just hung on the complicated patterns.
The two walked inside, turning on the lights as they walked, leaving a bright path wherever they passed.
"What are you doing here?" Rico paid attention to the movements around him. "At this time, there should be no one here."
"I just want to see that ship's bow statue again."
"Ah?" Li Ge was stunned for a moment, "What happened to the bow of the ship?"
Hesta lowered her eyes slightly, "...Nothing much, just taking a look."
"No, did I miss something? You stayed up late at night and just came here to see a statue of a ship's bow that you split in half..."
"I didn't miss anything," Hesta whispered, "...I really just wanted to take a look."
"Why?"
Although Hesta was unwilling to explain, he couldn't stand Rico's continuous questioning, so he had to put off talking for a while. Rico ran very fast and quickly pushed Hesta to the booth where the ship's bow statue was previously placed - the ship's bow statue that had been chopped into pieces was now lying quietly on the ground.
The broken pieces of the statue were deliberately pieced together. Although the broken stones at the joints have long been scattered on the ground, the outline of the entire statue can still be seen.
"Do you still remember what Anna wrote on my invitation?" Hesta said softly.
“The one where metaphor guides the journey?”
"Yeah." Hesta nodded, "I always have a feeling during this period. It seems that just when I feel that I have understood something or learned something, I realize that the situation is always different from what I thought. You said Those insights don't work, it can indeed explain some things...but it can only go so far, as if those thoughts can only be used to explain, not predict, let alone control."
Li Ge frowned slightly, "What about?"
Hesta didn't answer immediately.
Rico thought for a while, "For example, do you think that what you learned from Roboglier's book doesn't work?"
"...Probably."
"But his rhetoric was meant to deceive people," Li Ge was puzzled. "It's already this time, why are you still thinking about these things..."
"Anna and I talked about metaphors once," Hesta looked at the broken ship's head not far away. "At that time, she mentioned the myth of Alecto. You can call me naive... but I thought maybe I could go back to This place, returning to the exhibition related to Alecto, maybe I can get inspiration.”
