Why it never ends

Chapter 359 Secretary
The crowd left the restaurant in twos and threes. Hesta saw that Zero was still standing quietly beside Anna. Perhaps because the conversation just now was too hypnotic, Anna had already fallen asleep in the wheelchair.

"Aren't you going back?"

Zero turned his head and looked up into Hesta's eyes, "Anna said that she still wants to go out tonight for a while."

"at this time?"

"If Anna changes her mind, she will tell me when she wakes up." Zero said softly, "We will be careful."

"……it is good."

Soon, Rico supported Hesta to leave the restaurant. Before going out, Hesta still looked back with some concern. Anna was still asleep, and Zero noticed the sight and waved to her.

Hesta nodded as a farewell.

She and Lico took the elevator down to the first deck. The viewing platform at night was empty. They walked to the front fence. The film is like the silent cabin of a ghost town.

"Do you believe what Qianye said tonight?" Li Ke suddenly said, "...there are two chelates on board, or something."

"...Miss Qianye must have a reason for saying that."

"I'm asking you," Li Ke approached, "what do you think?"

Hesta laughed, and Rico immediately understood.

"You don't think so either."

"It's definitely not...the chelate in the immature stage can't be so perfect, even if there are two cooperating..."

Hesta looked down at the rivets at the bottom of the fence. Although some parts of the bottom of the railing had been painted off, the rivets in this section were obviously newly reinforced.Amidst the regular sound of the waves, Hesta yawned several times in succession. She slowly bent down, leaned her face on her arms, and looked at her friend nearby with a slit of eyes.

"...Maybe Miss Chiba is investigating in her own way."

Li Ke was silent for a while: "She was really weird during this time. Do you remember when the port exploded yesterday afternoon? I sent you and Turan a message before that."

"Yes... I remember," Hesta's eyes widened slightly, "You want us to get on the boat quickly... What did you notice at that time?"

"I can't say I was aware of it, but before Bo Shanfu boarded the ship, a group of mercury needles from the coalition government boarded the ship in advance to check, as if to eliminate all possible dangers. I feel that the atmosphere is not right, and I am a little worried about you. "

"...What danger?"

"Assassination, he received death threats before he was determined to return to the [-]th district. Some organization claimed that he would not let him get off the ship alive," Li Ge said softly, "I also mentioned it when Qianye and Su Lei quarreled just now. This time—Qianye's mission this time is to protect Bo Shanfu to reach the fourteenth district safely."

Hesta closed her eyes.

Dietrich.false god.Chelates.

Robeau Grier.Briar Monk.Doomsday community.

Assassination.Alver Harbor.Bo Shanfu.

anna...

It has only been two days since she boarded the ship, so many things have happened, countless faces flowed through her mind, but Hesta had no strength to catch them, and when she tried to think hard, everything quickly overwhelmed her. lead to sleep...

No.

Hesta straightened up, shook her head vigorously, and covered her face a little irritatedly.

"I can't hold it anymore...so sleepy."

"Let's go, go back early." Lico put his hands on Hesta's shoulders, "You really have to hold on until midnight tonight, and you don't know what time you will sleep until tomorrow."

Hesta tightly grasped Rico's arm, "Can you carry me back?"

"...Oh, you think beautifully, go by yourself!"

"Ah, what's going on, I can't stand up..."

"Come on this--"

There was a sudden burst of laughter between the two, and Hesta was stuck on Rico's shoulder like an octopus, and Rico half dragged and half dragged Hesta towards the cabin.

When walking down the deck, Li Ke noticed that there was an extra person on the side, and she instinctively became vigilant, "Who?"

Hesta also immediately realized something was wrong, she followed Rico's line of sight and saw a young man in a suit standing behind the wine table on the terrace.

"Don't worry, I'm not malicious, maybe... I didn't come by chance?"

A gust of wind blew from the direction of the man, and the faint smell of perfume wafted into Hesta's nostrils. In an instant, this smell almost dispelled all of Hesta's drowsiness—it was a smell mixed with cedar and agarwood , with a fleeting hint of cardamom spiciness.

The smell reminded Hesta immediately of Pierre Roger.On the night when he was decapitated, he was sprayed with a similar woody perfume.

Hesta stared at the person in front of him—he had a figure and temperament similar to Roger's, with a tall figure and a handsome face.Dark hair, dark eyes, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, the lenses and silver frames occasionally reflect the lights on the deck... looks 26 seven years old.

The man didn't quite understand the way Hesta was looking at him at the moment, but he obviously felt that he should have aroused the other party's interest. In any case, this should be a good start.

"Can I invite the two of you for a drink?" The man looked at Hesta, "Especially... this lady."

"No." Rico replied, "We don't drink alcohol."

"Oh..." He glanced at his watch with interest, "It's indeed a bit late."

Hesta walked up to him slowly, "Especially me?"

"Looking at the color of your hair, you're from Hesta in District [-], right?" The man looked at Hesta's red hair, "Has anyone ever praised your hair for being beautiful?"

In an instant, another familiar shadow overlapped with the man in front of him, which made Hesta feel disgusted with the man in front of him.

The man's flattery continued: "I've heard people say that the Hesta people have very beautiful red hair. I heard that people in the third district paid a lot of money to buy such hair. I didn't take it seriously until yesterday. I just realized it wasn't an exaggeration at all..."

His voice was getting lower and lower—these flattery preparations didn't seem to have the expected effect at all. Not only that, but Hesta looked at him more and more indifferently, with some kind of incomprehensible hostility .

"Sorry," he stopped the conversation in time, "maybe I was abrupt...you look tired, maybe today is really not a good time to chat."

"Who are you?" Hesta asked. "The Briar Monk?"

"I'm the secretary of Mr. Roborgrillet." He handed over his business card to Hesta, but Hesta didn't answer it, so the man had to leave the card on the side table.

"Robert Grillet asked you to come?"

"No." The man shook his head, "No one sent me."

"So, you know me?"

(End of this chapter)