Why it never ends

Chapter 354 False God
Si Lei faintly felt that it sounded familiar. She looked at the severed head and was a little dazed for a moment.

"Isn't that the kid who spoke last night?" Anna's voice was a little uncertain, "Is it him?"

Su Lei finally remembered.

Yes, it's that kid.

Although the gushing blood was still fresh, the dead Dietrich's facial features were different from those in life.His eyes, mouth and nose were twisted subtly, like a fish with a dull expression.Several teenagers jumped straight off the stage, some of them cried loudly, some shouted "no", several of them knelt in front of Dietrich's head in grief, and called out to him name.

Hesta glanced at them, then turned to the bloodstains.The head rolled down from the direction of the stage, with blood splattered all the way.She walked slowly along the bloody road until Rico took her arm.

"Jane, don't move around! The murderer may still be watching somewhere—"

"I don't think..."

"But how do you know for sure?"

Hesta looked towards the end of the bloodstain, of course she wasn't sure, but a strong intuition told her that the killing tonight was over - at the end of Roborgrillet's speech, a sudden burst of blood drenched his upper body ; a falling head fell from the stage all the way in front of everyone; at the same time, the audience was frightened and ran around in the sudden music...

Hesta sighed a little. When she confronted the old police inspector at the train station last year, she also considered whether to use some music. After all, a piece of appropriate music can always easily heighten the effect of fear to the maximum.

But the time Ava left for her was too tight, and she really didn't have the energy to take care of these details, so after weighing it, Hesta chose the safest way to avoid leaving any flaws.

She never thought that today she would witness a murder that was almost exactly what she had expected.

"...Yes, feeling." Hesta replied softly, she pointed to the way ahead, "Can you accompany me to... have a look?"

The two walked all the way to the side of the stage, where there was a half-person-high roller device with the words "Do not touch by idlers" posted on it.

The blood was broken under the handle of the roller. Judging from the splashed blood spots, Dietrich's head was directly dropped from a high place, and then rolled all the way down the stage.

Hesta hesitated for a moment, then took hold of the roller handle.

"……what are you doing?"

Hesta frowned and pressed the handle down hard. Soon, the roller started to rotate by itself. Hesta let go and stepped back, observing the changes around her until she heard exclamations from the audience.

Hearing the sound, Hesta walked out from the side of the stage, followed people's eyes to look back at the stage background, and a huge rolling curtain slowly unfolded from the air.

At first people saw the ground, some vegetation and rocks decorated the barren land, and then the sea. When the curtain was opened to 1/3, everyone saw two feet—that was the feet of Alec on the screen.

Su Lei had already recognized this painting. She had seen the exact same one at the Hard Rock Bar last night, except that it was a woodblock print, and this one was printed on canvas as a stage background.

"Who's moving the gear!" snapped Bree.

Hesta had already walked off the stage with Rico, and she was a little disappointed with everything in front of her, but just as she walked back to the auditorium, she found that everyone's expressions had changed.

People looked towards the direction of the stage, as if they saw something extraordinary.

So Hesta looked back again.

A naked headless male corpse is fixed on Alek's chest, maintaining the same posture as Alek in the picture.The canvas near him was smeared with blood, and in the upper right corner, the line "The Birth of Alec" that had been printed had been smeared over, making the scene creepy.

Hesta narrowed his eyes.

"A false god... was born."

……

Half an hour later, all the passengers related to the case sat in Bishop's restaurant with gloomy expressions, waiting for Su Lei's private questioning.

Robeau Grillet had already changed his clothes, and all the thorn monks were sitting around him.Some had red-rimmed eyes, while others, like Bree, were quite irritable.

Bree stood alone in front of the landline in Bishop's restaurant, making a call every few minutes, but no one answered on the other end.

There are usually no police on cruise ships like the Shengming, but there are guards. In the event of violence, the captain has the power to imprison illegal passengers before the ship arrives at the port.

However, at this critical moment, the captain himself lost contact.

After making a dozen consecutive calls, Bree slammed the handset on the landline and returned to his seat annoyed.

"Still can't get through." He looked at Rob Griller a little dejectedly, "Do you have any other contact information?"

Robeau Grier didn't say a word, but just shook his head.

"It must have something to do with the red-haired one!" Bree clenched his fists. "Otherwise, how would she know there is a corpse in the background painting?"

Roborgrille looked up at the closed door on the second floor. Hesta had been in for more than ten minutes and still hadn't come out.

"Calm down." Robeau Grillet closed his eyes, "I've already told someone to go to the captain's cabin, wait a minute."

……

In the room, Su Lei sat opposite Hesta, a ballpoint pen with a plastic shell was twirling rapidly at her fingertips, "So why on earth did you touch that device?"

"I've already said..." Hesta pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, "The blood was broken at that place, and there happened to be another...handle there. You have also seen the scene, and at that angle, it is easy to let People think of what the murderer wants to do..."

"Did you mean 'smash the device with Dietrich's head'?"

"Yes... I've said it several times, officer."

"Would you like to listen to what you said?" Su Lei looked at Hesta, "You sat in the audience well, and suddenly a bloody head rolled over. You don't even know if the perpetrator is still there. Nearby, a man ran to the source of the blood—"

"It's not alone..." Hesta corrected in a low voice, "Lico..."

"Then pulled down a performance device!" Su Lei forcefully finished his words, "And it's because you thought 'the murderer might have tried to do this but failed'—then please answer me, if you have nothing to do with the murderer , why did you follow the train of thought of the perpetrator?"

"I..." Hesta was at a loss for words for a moment, and she suddenly realized that Su Lei's logic was obviously correct.

Why pull down that device?

Hesta leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and thought for a long time.

"I don't know, I haven't thought much about it..." Hesta whispered, "I just don't think...it's complete."

(End of this chapter)