Why it never ends

Chapter 485 HG
Although he didn't know why Hesta was late today, Su Lei still breathed a sigh of relief.

The noise of the crowd gradually subsided—everyone saw the file bag in Hesta's arms, which was handed over to her by Gobelin yesterday, and it contained the travel guide for the Shengming cruise ship.

"I've been waiting for a long time..." Hesta looked forward, "Everyone, don't stand, find a place to sit down."

Under the gaze of everyone, Hesta and Rico walked through the theater full of bullet holes and came to the open space in front of the first row of seats.

"Is everyone here?"

"Basically everything is ready." Su Lei replied.

"Okay." Hesta pressed the file bag with his right arm, and quickly detoured the white line of the seal with his left hand. Before people could understand what this meant, Hesta coughed a few times and said: " Next, let me introduce the details of this "Travel Guide" to everyone so that you can overcome the next difficulties—"

In an instant, several surprised eyes shot at her at the same time. Su Lei, Gobelin, and Anna raised their heads one after another, and everyone's expressions froze for a moment.

Gobelin on the other side has already started to move. He took a few steps forward, half of his body sticking out of the railing, "What are you doing?"

The crowd looked up blankly, not understanding what made Goebbels lose his composure again.Gobelin went downstairs quickly, and his continuous "Stop!" and "You're crazy!" were even heard from the stairwell.

When Gobelin rushed to the first floor, Lico directly pulled out Hesta's black cane, ready to repel him at any time, while Su Lei clamped Gobelin's arms and shoulders from behind earlier, "Calm down, Gobelin!"

Even so, Su Lei also had some hesitation.She clearly remembered that there was a note signed by HG last night, which clearly stated that the "Travel Guide" needs to be stored in a place where ordinary passengers cannot reach, so as to prevent passengers from reading it directly-does Hesta think that it can be avoided by repeating it like this? Are there associated risks?
Is it really meaningful to play word games like this...

"Ms. Hesta! Didn't you read the text carefully last night?" Goeblin looked at Hesta in the distance and snapped, "These things are not for ordinary passengers to read!" He looked back at the crowd, " Get away! Don't stay here anymore! Get out!"

The soldiers in the theater looked up at the second floor at the same time—Goebbels seemed to want them to drive most of the passengers out of the theater, but Bernhard hadn't ordered it yet.

Bernhard on the second floor was still hesitating. He didn't go downstairs until Goebbels raised his head and told him to drive people away. When he came to the center of the crowd, Rico also pushed Hesta over.

"Now is the time for you to maintain order, Bernhard." Hesta raised his chin towards Goeblin, "Goeblin is no longer in this game, he shouldn't be here today .”

"...This is, what's going on," Bernhard made a beeping sound, and he looked at Gobelin, "Why all of a sudden..."

"There are already enough dead who violated the rules, General!" Goebbels said in a trembling voice, "Let everyone disperse first, get out of here, and let Ms. Hesta and I have a private chat—"

"No need." Hesta interrupted directly, "My decision has its own reasons..."

"You don't care about the lives of these people here!" Goeblin no longer tried to persuade Hesta, but just looked back at the other passengers, "Go away! Don't listen to her say anything about the "Guide", she is either crazy , or have another plan—”

"Heinrich Gobelin."

Hesta's sudden increase in volume shocked everyone, and everyone looked at the mercury needle sitting in the wheelchair in unison. There was no smile on her face, but there was no anger either.

"Tell me," Hesta turned the chair wheel by himself, and moved a few inches in the direction of Goebbels, "is this your real name?"

The crowd was in an uproar, and Gobelin let out a sneer: "You are really crazy——"

Tasia finally squeezed to the front, "That...is there some kind of misunderstanding? Of course this is Mr. Gobelin. I have known him for more than ten years...he has always had this name."

"Is that so?" Hesta looked at Gobelin.

Gobelin looked at Hesta coldly: "What exactly are you trying to imply?"

"Is it a coincidence that every Robo-Grille has a Gobelin next to him?" Hesta said softly, "Your Mr. Robo-Grille is called Rob Green. What's your name?"

When everyone was still in a cloud of mist, Su Lei suddenly realized something, she let go of Gobelin's hand, and turned him over to her, "I ask you Gobelin, there is a picture in the "Guidebook" The note signed by HG, is that what you left?"

"Of course not, why would I add items to the "Guide" without authorization..." Gobelin paused for a moment, "Have you read the "Guide" last night? Hesta already—"

"Okay, don't make trouble!" Bernhard raised his hand and clenched his fist. "Who will explain what the fuss is about now!"

After a moment of silence, Hesta coughed lightly again, "Let me make a long story short."

Everyone's eyes turned to Hesta again.

"First of all, we did get caught up in a premeditated murder."

Hesta looked around, looking back at every pair of eyes looking at her.

"Secondly, everything that happened on this ship today is nothing new. Because on another giant ship many years ago, someone used the same method to kill all the passengers on board at that time.

"All the passengers," Hesta repeated in a low voice, "nearly 2000 people died at sea successively, and the deaths were tragic, including some children under the age of 12."

"When did it happen?" Bernhard frowned, "Why have I never heard of such a big case?"

"Golden Age." Hesta replied in a low voice, "How many of you here know the origin of the name 'Roborgrier'?"

There was no answer, and Su Lei took the initiative to speak, "The founder of the 'Golden Age', a businessman and social activist, created the 'Boycott Monks' organization—that is, the Thorn Monks of that era."

Hesta looked at several thorny monks standing in the distance, "Haven't you heard of it?"

"Have heard of 'boycotting the monks'... Mr. Bree told us about it before," replied one. "There seems to be a book about them, The Male Awakening... or something."

"Is there no mention of Robeau Grillet in the book?"

"...we read in photocopies, usually excerpts," the man replied. "Mr. Bree didn't tell us about that Robbeauglier in his golden age..."

"Yeah, how could he say it," Hesta said softly, "Once he said it, it would be tantamount to admitting that they are just a group of imitators who plagiarized their ideas?"

(End of this chapter)