Why it never ends

Chapter 383 The sound of the piano
"...It's a pity," Anna was silent for a long time, and then asked herself in a low voice, "Is it a pity?"

"What do you mean?"

Anna didn't answer. After a moment of contemplation, she looked at Zero, "Gobelin's conversation with these two people is probably related to their actions tonight. Where will Qianye stay tonight?"

"She declared that she would stay with Bo Shanfu until the turmoil passed."

"Is she still going to watch tonight?"

"It looks so."

"Okay..." Anna thought for a while, "Then you go to Hesta's tonight."

"What about you?" Zero looked at her, "It's not safe here."

"I know," Anna said with a smile, "let's go together."

……

At 06:30, only a few people are eating in Bishop's restaurant.Two hours before dinner is officially served in the restaurant, Agnes is sitting alone against the wall, her dinner plate is a cobbled together dinner of canned goods—sticky corn salad stirred in canned tomato and mushroom soup .

She was wiping the bottom of the plate with a slice of bread to eat the last bits of gravy.

"Iger." Meyer's voice sounded from a distance, and Agnes looked up in response.

"...Why are you still hanging out?"

"I just met Li Ke and the others."

"they?"

"And Hesta—they are always together." Meyer sat down beside Agnes, her voice was very low, even though the restaurant was very quiet at the moment, only Agnes could hear it her words.

Agnes' face pulled down instantly, "...so you went to find them alone."

"Don't talk to me like that," Meyer said, her eyes widening like a frightened bird, "...please."

"How many times have I told you before..."

"Don't be angry with Iger, we just chatted—"

Agnes turned her face to the other side. Meyer's expression made her suddenly realize that her face must be very serious at the moment. After a while, she took a deep breath and turned her head again.

"I'm not angry."

"...Really, that's good."

"What were you talking about?"

"It's what I said to you before... I don't think we should be so tit-for-tat," Meyer said in a low voice, "I think they also recognize this."

"Don't be naive, Meyer." Agnes laughed. "They're quicksilver needles."

"...Is it really that different, us, and Mercury Needle?"

"I don't answer such silly questions," Agnes sighed softly, "What else, what else did you talk about?"

"Are you going to watch the night tonight?"

Agnes paused holding the spoon, "...well, what's wrong."

"I'd better return this gun to you," Meyer lowered his head, and carefully took out the silver Beretta 92 pistol, "Since Mr. Gobelin gave it to you, he must think it's on you can play a greater role—”

"The greater effect is that you carry it for self-defense," Agnes interrupted Meyer, "then I feel more at ease."

"Then give me back my 'Tokarev'."

"Don't—" Agnes was about to speak, when she suddenly found that the gun in Meyer's hand had been released and was ready to shoot at any time, her face changed again, "Why are you loading the gun properly?"

"...Ah, this is adjusted by Hester for me," Meyer looked at the pistol, "'at a critical moment, a second of reloading time can also determine the outcome'—that's what she said, I think it's very interesting reason."

At this moment, Meyer felt Agnes's cheeks twitch slightly, and an unbelievable expression disappeared from her face. After a while, Agnes murmured in a low voice: "...how could you Hand over your own gun to someone else?"

"Take it."

The two exchanged weapons again.

Meyer took back her gun, and said, "I think they are quite talkative, at least better than those in Bree. When we parted, I reminded them not to go out tonight. I hope they will listen."

"... What else did you say?"

"No more." Mayer raised his head, "What's wrong?"

Agnes looked at Beretta's gun body with a complicated expression.

"Egger?"

"In the future, don't talk to others about everything, and remember who we are, Meyer."

"But I think they are different from other mercury needles..."

"I'm really going to be angry if you say that again. You expect a quicksilver to realize the privilege she enjoys. I think you've completely forgotten our days in the wasteland. Meyer, listen, if There are chelates on board, they perform their duties, and we cooperate as best we can; if there are no chelates on board, they abide by their rules, and we do not violate the river water—other than that, you don’t think about anything.”

"Egger..."

Agnes put away her gun and stood up, her plate in one hand and Mayer's wrist in the other.

"I'll take you back first."

"...Ah, don't pull me like this, Iger, I can't stand—"

"After dark, you must never come out and run around, can you do it?"

Meyer was a little dazed, "...Of course, isn't this what you told me this afternoon?"

"But do you remember?"

"Hmm." Meyer nodded solemnly, "... When will your night watch end?"

"It depends." Agnes threw the plate casually on the recycling table, "I'll be back as soon as possible."

……

When Rico and Hesta returned to the corridor of the cabin deck together, they heard a faint sound of music, it was a melodious accordion with playful tunes and a lazy rhythm, which reminded people of the river in the autumn mountains and forests.

At first they thought someone had turned on the stereo, but when they arrived at their own room, they realized the sound was coming from inside the room.

"... Can everyone enter our room now?" Li Ke stared at the door, "What's going on here?"

"Who do you think this time is?"

"Don't we know if we go in and take a look?"

"Go straight in?"

"Otherwise, knock on the door first?" Li Ke pointed at the door, "This man is already playing records in our room—no, we don't have a record player in our room."

Hesta suddenly realized something, and her calm expression froze instantly. She stood up on the spot and kicked open the unlocked door.

The violin stopped abruptly.

In the room, Anna who was playing to the window turned around, "...are you back?"

Hesta almost rushed towards Anna, "Who allowed you to touch this piano—put it back!"

"Where to put it back? The piano case?" Anna was unmoved, and played a beautiful arpeggio, "If a piano is always placed in the piano case and not played, it will be lonely."

(End of this chapter)