Why it never ends

Chapter 101 Roger
At 01:30 in the afternoon, the three of them went out at the same time, Virgil went to work, Valenti took Hesta to the residence on the corner of the street, and accompanied her for a stroll nearby.

Go downstairs and go out, walk all the way south along the alley until it intersects with Paul Avenue. At the corner is Hesta's residence, which is the same as Valenti's residence on the second floor along the street.

The room here is slightly smaller, one bedroom and one living room, nearly [-] square meters, with private bathroom but no balcony.The furniture in the house is ready-made, simple and clean.The moment he opened the door, Hesta smelled a faint smell of disinfectant.

Valenti helped Hesta push open the south-facing window to ventilate the room.Later, she leaned against the window and watched Hesta take out the neatly packed clothes and daily necessities from the suitcase one by one and put them in various places in the room.

Watching Hesta do these things reminded Valenti of Chiba.

When she saw Qianye at the base for the first time, Qianye was also packing her luggage like this, especially at that time, Qianye hadn’t installed prosthetics—she not only lost an arm, but also lost a leg, so she could only Jumping around the house, looking very embarrassed and funny.

At that time, she approached Qianye and asked, "Do you need any help?" But Qianye didn't raise her head, and just replied, "No, thank you."

"Is there anything I can do for you, Jane?" Valenti asked suddenly.

"Oh, thanks," Hesta looked up at Valenti, "but no."

Valenti seemed to have expected this answer, and she looked at Hesta with mixed feelings.

"Did you just come back from... District [-]?"

"Correct."

"Your hand was scrapped again in District [-]?"

"Well." Hesta nodded, "It was time to reinstall the prosthesis when I returned to Tan Yi last month, but for some unknown reason, a slight infection occurred at the interface, and the operation had to be postponed temporarily."

As she said, Hesta found a new sheet in the cabinet next to the bed. She pulled it out from the layers of cloth products with one hand, then grabbed the two corners of the sheet with one hand, and skillfully placed them on the bed. Toss in the air.

Valenti stepped forward a few steps and helped to tuck the end sheet under the mattress. By now, Hesta had almost finished furnishing her new home.

The coffee pot on the stove made a slight whistle, and Valenti ran to the kitchen before Hesta—it was said to be the kitchen, but it was actually a corner of the living room.The coffee pot was brought from home by Valenti, as was the coffee.

After a long time, the two finally had time to sit down and chat at the coffee table by the window. The arrangement of this coffee table completely reproduced the small world that Hesta used to have in the base apartment—a semicircular side table, dark green cast iron chairs, a double-sided carpet with green flowers on a white background, and a temporarily empty glass bell jar.

Over the years, no matter where Hesta goes, as long as the stay is expected to exceed a week, she will add these things to her residence, so this time, Valenti also directly helped Hesta find a house. She put these things away.

"Did you see Rico in District [-]?" Valenti asked.

"Yes, she is very well," replied Hesta, "she likes life on the island very much, except for her stomach."

Valenti laughed—the third district is the hometown of cheese, and there are more than 1500 types of cheese alone. Of course, it is difficult to find substitutes of the same quality in other parts of the world.

There are many islands in the twelve districts, and there are no high-quality pastures, let alone any decent cheese.

After a moment of silence, Valenti looked at the coffee in the cup, "It would be nice if she could come back sometime."

Hesta's eyes were lowered, and a gust of wind passed by the window, rustling the street trees on both sides of the road. For a moment, Hesta seemed to return to the apartment in the former base. envious.

She sipped her coffee.

"Rico will not come back."

In the second year after Liz's death, the police in Wulian completely eliminated the lairs of these smuggling gangs. Surprisingly, the leader behind this gang was very young. The son, Pierre Roger, had just passed his 29th birthday when it happened.

Young Roger had deep, beautiful blue eyes, pale skin, and shoulder-length blond hair, like a stone statue waking up in a museum—slender, slender, like a melancholy poet from classical times.

When Roger's photo was published, countless courtship letters were immediately sent to the prison where he was temporarily detained. Because of his special status, he was not directly locked in a multi-person room like ordinary prisoners, but was detained alone in a room far away from filth. and noisy places.

With the further investigation and evidence collection by the police, one cruel and unsolved case after another has been solved one after another. Long before the kidnapping case against the Wulian Chamber of Commerce happened, Roger's subordinates personally planned dozens of appalling murder cases. But the police did not have key evidence to prove that he was aware of these evil deeds-these subordinates died violently on the street one after another after Roger was arrested, and there was no time to collect evidence. At the same time, under the mediation of a team of nearly 20 lawyers, Luo Jie Jie did not speak a word to the police from his arrest to the trial.

From Wulian to Tan Yi, everyone is talking about this beautiful criminal. It is said that he suffers from depression and mental weakness at the same time. He has to sleep on a woman's lap every night; it is said that his mother is a beautiful and mean Because of this, he had a tragic and gloomy childhood; it is said that he once fell in love with a rich young man who was as beautiful as him, and he did not hesitate to break with his father because of this. Finally, in an accident, his homosexual died in order to save him. own life...

In people's word of mouth, the blood and flesh of the criminal became more and more real, and everyone couldn't wait to add their own understanding to his story, as if he had become a secret friend that only he could truly understand.

However, given Roger's undisputed leading role in the kidnapping of Ulian Chamber of Commerce family members, the Third District Court still ruled and sentenced him to a maximum of 21 years in prison.

In order to reflect the tolerance of civilization, Roger will serve his sentence in a 25-square-meter suite cell with a private bathroom.The cell is equipped with a treadmill and a computer for him to exercise and pass the time. Every morning, Roger can read the newspaper while having breakfast, and he goes to bed early at night.In the second month of his sentence, his application for a correspondence university was approved. Roger, who had never set foot in a university, began to study economics and political science in prison.

In the long-dead Third District, everyone is satisfied and proud of how things are going.

Except for the families and friends of the victims.

(End of this chapter)