Why it never ends

Chapter 191 Default
Hestad knows very well that if a mercury needle is still on the front line of the AHgAs battle after the age of 25, she is unlikely to make a deal with a suspected chelate opponent.

Because all chelates will never keep promises, any promises, this is a pathological feature, and it does not depend on the will of the chelates themselves.

All promises that can only be fulfilled based on mutual trust are meaningless to chelates, and they are even very good at using this "promise" to play with their prey.

But Victoria did it anyway, so there are two possibilities:

The so-called "deal" is just a cover, and she is using the "deal" to cheat;
Or, she believes that the assassin behind the mask is not a chelate, but someone of the same kind;

Of course, these two possibilities may exist at the same time.

But Hesta herself has some questions to confirm, especially when these mercury needles no longer update the progress of the case through intranet communication—maybe, she can snoop some clues from Victoria.

"Two?" Victoria continued to ask.

This time, Hesta lowered his arms and did not refute.

"That is Tanglars and Villefort?"

Hester still did not refute.

"...Forgive me," Victoria's eyes suddenly became sharp, "What is your relationship with Jane Hurst—you must be familiar with this name, aren't you?"

Hesta laughed inwardly.

Of course I am familiar with it.

"In 4623, that is, the year when Jane Hesta became a reserve member of Mercury Needle, Tanglar and Villefort once applied to the base to see the child—obviously, this request would be directly rejected by the base Yes, but this record is lying in the database of the base, I checked it this afternoon.

"This kid is related to you, isn't it?"

Hesta acquiesced.

At the same time, she adjusted her standing posture calmly - the small noises from behind had been silenced, and she understood that it could not be because the other party retreated suddenly, it could only be that they had made all the preparations.

Almost gotta go.

Victoria clasped her hands and relaxed on her knees. She looked at the assassin in front of her and continued, "I know you are taking revenge. The people who died at your hands probably conspired together many years ago. What evil has been committed... But is it really good to let them die in secret? Don't you want their crimes to be publicized?"

Hesta responded again - this time raising his hand indifferently, as if dusting off the tip of a shoe, obviously not interested.

Victoria raised her eyebrows, "Hey, you don't care about worldly opinions, so—"

Hesta made a firm stop gesture to Victoria, indicating that there is no need to talk about this topic anymore.

"Okay, thank you for your honesty." Victoria stood up, "Then I'll go back and synchronize this matter with the headquarters now... From tonight, AHgAs will no longer interfere with your revenge—ah you Wait, Schmidt better let it go."

Victoria took a step towards Schmidt, standing between the assassin and the old man, "We are still in the negotiation period, and it is not appropriate for someone to die on the spot... I will also have a hard time convincing the higher-ups that we really The agreement was made--tell about Rishi, you must be very curious to know his whereabouts, I transferred him to the Clier Farm, you know where it is?
"Go to Clier's Farm," Victoria smiled sincerely, her eyes almost narrowed, "you will really feel my personal sincerity there—"

With that said, Victoria extended a friendly hand to Hesta.

Hesta looked down.

At the moment when Victoria slowly raised her right hand, she heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air in the night behind her—two three-thorned thorns with ropes respectively passed through the broken window and flew towards her position.

Hesta took off calmly, while Victoria entered bullet time instantly—after all, as soon as the assassin ran away, the two thorns came directly at her.

During this short time in the air, four more sharper and heavier thorns pierced through the stone wall of the intensive care unit, and they simultaneously locked the assassin's torso from four directions.

Hesta is familiar with this kind of routine. Although the speed of these spines is not as fast as bullets, they have an excellent containment effect when paired with standard chains. Sometimes they can even force the chelate to cut off its arms in order to escape.

She stepped on the ceiling and instantly changed the direction of her fall. Four thorns collided in the air one after another, sparks splashed, and one of them bounced heavily towards Schmidt who was on the hospital bed—Victoria had quick eyesight and quick hands, stopped.

"Avinash!"

After landing, Hesta didn't stop, and didn't even take a second look at Schmidt. She leaned forward almost sixty degrees and ran towards the door of the ward. This time, the person blocking her way was Vic. Doria.

——Since the so-called "deal" has been punctured by Avinash, she must not let go of the melee opportunity at this moment!
The two fought with fists and feet, and fought violently in the dusty ward. After about three or five rounds, Victoria suddenly hesitated for a moment, and the assassin slapped her forehead, and the latter immediately found an opening and escaped.

The ward became calm again.

Several mercury needles who had been squatting outside all rushed in at this time, only to see Victoria standing alone in the chaotic open space, lost in thought.

"dimension--"

Just as they were about to call her name, Victoria had already rushed to the window in two steps, jumped directly from the window on the fourth floor, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Several doctors and nurses who had been on standby rushed over to check on Schmidt's situation. The person who was the leader of the mercury needle went to the end of the corridor to report to Avinash alone about the battle that just happened. The image of the assassin captured tonight Will also be pooled soon.

The rest of the mercury needles sat on the spot in the corridor outside the ward. Tonight's work was over, and it was much easier than they had imagined before.

"It's over." After reporting the work, Mercury returned to his teammates. "We will stand still for another 15 minutes. If there are no other accidents, we will call it a day. Just leave two people here to watch."

"Okay!" The crowd raised their hands and cheered.

……

To the west of Clier's Farm, the Dark Whistle lurking in a high place suddenly found a fast-running shadow on the withered grass in the field.

The man's speed was slightly below the minimum warning speed of the capture radar, faster than ordinary people, but much slower than Chelate.

For a long time, this was the first time she observed the assassin in the open from the dark.

——it really came from the west, exactly as Victoria said!
At night, there was a sound of birdsong in Clier Farm.

Everyone saw the figure of the assassin one after another at their station - the dark cloak, the weird top hat... a ghost-like existence.

(End of this chapter)