Why it never ends

Chapter 189 A New Pit

The twelve patrol teams were like a piece of silk soaked in water, and they spread slowly towards the entire block under the night.

Through the night vision goggles, the outline of the building at night became clearly visible, and the police officers took the newly equipped handheld thermal tracking cameras and kept changing the direction of the search.

Abandoned attics, small gardens on rooftops, narrow stone paths between buildings...everything that might hide an adult has been scoured by patrols.

Occasionally, a cat or a single pigeon came into the picture. At the moment of confrontation, these living creatures always fled immediately, leaving the police officers in place with palpitations.

Hesta was watching all this not far from them.

These patrol teams are like an extension of her cloak, the sounds they make and the flickering figures continue to interfere with the vision of the quicksilver needles in the distance.

—There is nothing better for concealment than the noise made by the searchers.

She didn't change into the nurse's clothes, she just carried the uniform and identification with her temporarily - they all have their own uses tonight.

In order not to be detected by the capture radar, Hesta did not enter the bullet time for the time being.

Between all the noise, she is like a squirrel in the forest, and like an unremarkable fish, using the raised bricks and rock walls to keep moving forward, wandering in the street late at night.

Sometimes she hangs like a quiet bat hanging upside down behind a thick tree trunk; sometimes she leans in the shadow of a white marble Madonna, the color of her cloak blending with the black granite plinth;
Sometimes officers feel a gust of wind behind them for no apparent reason, like a ghostly breath, and they turn their heads suddenly, only to find that there is nothing behind them: neither in their eyes nor in the thermal camera footage.

And Hesta hummed a soothing and quiet Askia ditty in her mind, and she just stepped on the beat that no one could hear, walking all the way.

……

In an alley near the central axis of the city, two police officers were standing under a tree smoking a cigarette.

After a while, another pair of police officers crossed the street and also came this way.

"It's too cold tonight."

"It's too cold," the man stomped his feet, "I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking, the murderer is so capable, he might already be in the hospital right now, and we need to look for it here—if I can find it, I'll put it right away." The walkie-talkie ate."

A few tacit understandings, looked at each other and smiled, and after chatting about the year-end allowance and holidays, they began to hand each other lighter cigarettes.

Suddenly, one person frowned and looked up at the big tree above him.

"……What's wrong?"

"Did you hear anything just now?"

The other three shook their heads.

"I seem to hear something," the man looked up, "from the tree."

"Birds? There are a lot of pigeons in this area. I have encountered several pigeons tonight."

The police officer was skeptical, but went back and forth around the trunk to check several times, and returned to the crowd after confirming that there was nothing unusual.

After a cigarette was burned out, they faintly felt that there seemed to be some irregularity around them, but they couldn't find the reason for it for a while.

Everything seemed a little too quiet.

Not far away, the barking of police dogs was getting closer and closer. They decided to separate and continue working.

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye, good luck!"

"Haha, good luck!"

The two groups of people turned around and reached for the walkie-talkie at their waists at the same time—but their waists were empty, and there was only a broken belt buckle where the walkie-talkie was hanging.

They let out an exclamation at the same time, and turned back again in shock. After confirming that they had encountered the same problem, the four of them yelled and ran to the main road to contact the main force.

Behind the bushes not far away, Hesta watched the four leaving figures calmly.

When the surroundings became quiet again, she removed the batteries of the three walkie-talkies in her hand, and hung them on the bushes behind her - there were already seven or eight policemen's walkie-talkies hanging there.

Hesta kept one for herself and continued on towards the hospital.

The successive thefts gradually attracted attention, and the communication devices of the police officers were suddenly occupied by this kind of synchronous information.

Things were getting chaotic, and Paule had to order again, the search was suspended, everyone stayed where they were, and no more running for summons.

This command was repeated twice as before, but before Pauler could say the final "finish", a burst of electronic noise suddenly sounded, followed by a series of unnerving and strange shrill laughter continuously coming from all came through the man's walkie-talkie.

A few mercury needles immediately recognized that this was the screaming puppet left by the "Assassin" in the old hospital building last time.

"What's the situation!" Pauler in the monitoring room threw away the walkie-talkie, "What is this!"

On the side, Avinash had to call his subordinates and ask them to coordinate a ground unit to go out and look for the source of the sound.

Soon after leaving the hospital, Mercury found a bag of clothes, some cards, a screaming puppet and a walkie-talkie in a treetop bird's nest.

The call button of the walkie-talkie is clamped by a large clip, so it is always in the talking state.

He removed the clip, crushed the doll, and all was quiet again.

"Sir," he spoke directly to Avinash through the communication device, "I found that the assassin did not take anything from the hospital nurse... I guess it may not have intended to pretend to be an insider of the hospital?"

"...Return to the team immediately."

……

At this time, Hesta had already come to the sidewalk separated by a wall from the Central Hospital—she was like a lizard hanging upside down on a tree branch, crossing the deserted street along the chassis of the steel overpass, and quickly hid after landing On the side of a decorative stone pillar, this place is just enough to block the prying eyes of the infrared camera in the distance.

This is already a visual blind spot for all mercury needles in the hospital.Unless the two people on the roof suddenly poked their heads out from the roof and looked straight down, it was almost impossible for them to notice that there was someone here.

But this kind of aggressive behavior still has a strong sense of a gambler. After all, in addition to the line of sight of the mercury needle, there are many surveillance cameras in this area—in a surveillance room not far from here, there must be some people facing Staring at dozens of monitor screens, devastated by the sight of infinite chaos tonight.

She couldn't make sure her every move was perfect, but on a night full of noise and noise, it was worth the risk.

After a moment of observation, Hesta entered the bullet time. She jumped over the wall and jumped into the back garden of the hospital, hiding in the shadow of swaying trees.

Simple, no one notices.

(End of this chapter)