Why it never ends

Chapter 583 Assassination
Meyer spoke first, "No one has sent us a brooch yet!"

"A brooch is not a must for you to attend the banquet," the crew member smiled slightly. "If you have any questions, can we chat on the way?"

"But--"

"Okay," Agnes replied, "Excuse me."

The crew came behind Agnes, held her wheelchair firmly, and pushed her all the way away from the restaurant door.

"Iger—" Mayer caught up with some worry, "Can I go with you tonight?"

The crew stopped in good time.

Agnes turned her head back, "Why are you chasing after me... You heard it too, Lico was attacked when she went there rashly, and she could only fight back and forth with that group of people, how could you be alone? We can handle it!"

"But Rico doesn't have a boat ticket! I do!"

Agnes made up her mind, "Go back!"

Meyer stood where she was. She didn't know how to argue, but she was unwilling to give up just like that.

"Go back!" Agnes said again in a vibrating voice, "If you are really worried, don't sleep, wait for me to come back, and I will be back when I arrive."

The crew also looked at Meyer with a smile: "We still need to change Ms. Agnes's costume, there are a lot of other tasks to do, it's best not to delay..."

Meyer's throat moved slightly, so he could only answer "Okay" in a low voice.

Under Agnes' gaze, she walked back step by step, until the door of Bishop's restaurant was pushed open, and the crew and Agnes turned and left.

Meyer stopped there and watched her sister and the crew enter the elevator together. The moment they turned around, Agnes saw Meyer who was still in the corridor and waved to her.

Meyer forced a smile and walked in.

At this moment, many people in the dining room were already lying down, but almost no one fell asleep. Some raised their heads and looked around curiously, while some pretended to close their eyes, but their ears were still paying attention to the sisters' every move.

Meyer ignored these probing gazes, she looked up at the time, and returned to her and her sister's bed in a somewhat dejected manner.At this moment, she suddenly thought of Tasia, but after looking around for a long time, Meyer couldn't find her shadow in the crowd.

It was so late, and if Tasia wasn't in Bishop's, where was she going?

Meyer frowned.

According to the person in the morning, she would have to wait another four hours at most before Iger would be back.

Four hours, isn't that long... But Meyer didn't know how to describe her uneasiness. She just felt that a hazy bad omen had been hanging over her head since nightfall, and she couldn't explain why.

……

On the other side, the elevator door slowly closed, and just as the crew was about to press the -2 button, Agnes suddenly blocked her hand.

"Don't worry, we're not going to level -2," the crew explained, "it's just that the elevator will go down to that level, and then I can take you—"

"I know, I'm not worried about this," Agnes looked up at her, "Although it's not easy to delay, but there is still some time before the banquet starts, so there is no need to rush to the banquet immediately, right?"

The crew was a little surprised, but they immediately understood what Agnes meant, "Where are you going?"

"Medical room."

"If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, we can actually call the doctor to come for you immediately—"

"I'm going to the medical room." Agnes interrupted the crew, "I have a friend lying there, I want to go and see, time is limited, let's not waste time here."

The crew laughed, "Okay, as you wish."

……

The crew pushed Agnes all the way to the destination and soon arrived at the destination.

There was silence inside and outside the medical room, only one doctor on duty was playing jigsaw puzzles boredly. When she saw Agnes in the wheelchair, she thought that there was a new wounded person coming, and she immediately got up and said, "Come on, the wounded this way—"

"Do you have a patient named Bree here? Will Bree." Agnes interrupted the doctor, "He must have suffered some serious injuries before and was sent here."

"It does," said the doctor, looking at her, "but it's not visiting time."

"I'm going to the banquet soon," Agnes leaned forward slightly, "I don't have much time."

The crew standing behind Agnes winked at the doctor: "...make an exception."

After a moment of hesitation, the doctor walked to another door, "Actually, you can come back tomorrow morning...don't talk for too long..."

The crew pushed Agnes into the inner room, and the two of them first saw a corpse—his whole body was covered by a snow-white sheet, and his thighs were soaked in blood, leaving an almost black blood stain.

"It just disappeared half an hour ago." The doctor explained, "Someone will come to transfer it later, don't worry about it."

Agnes' eyes only stayed on the corpse for a moment, and her attention immediately fell firmly on the bed in the corner of the room, where there were several testing instruments surrounding the bed, and a stout man was naked The upper body, lying there quietly.

"The situation is not optimistic," the doctor shrugged. "When it was delivered, the brain had been deprived of oxygen for too long. Even if it was off the ship and sent to the hospital, it would not be much better. Uh, I forgot to ask, are you of……?"

Before the doctor finished speaking, a short knife had already been inserted into Bree's chest.

The crew and the doctor were stunned. Agnes, who had been sitting in a wheelchair before, seemed to have gone mad. She tightly held the dagger hidden in the heel of her boot, and stabbed three times in Bree's chest in one breath. Four holes.

Blood spattered from Bree's chest, and all three of them had blood stains on their faces.

Until this time, the doctor finally let out a cry of surprise and quickly stopped the aggressive Agnes. Agnes hardly had any power to fight back, and her short knife fell to the ground immediately. At the same time, bright red blood flowed from her body. The back shoulder oozes quickly—her gunshot wound, torn.

Agnes fell to the ground, and just as the crew members tried to help her, the doctor screamed, "Don't touch it! Be careful of the wound!"

"That……?"

The doctor immediately stepped forward and cut off Agnes' back blouse with scissors. Looking at the exaggerated amount of bleeding in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but gasp.

"No, no! I can't heal this kind of injury here, so I have to send it down! Send it right away!"

……

Near nine o'clock, Tasia returned to the restaurant with a pale face.

This afternoon and this evening, she felt as if she had shed all the tears in her life.In the last moments of Philip's life, she sat beside him, held his hand, and waited quietly for death.

At first, Philip still had some strength, and he kept looking at himself, whispering to ask her about her thoughts.

In all fairness, Tasia has never considered entering into marriage with anyone. Even if no one has ever taught her, she has seen the tried-and-true law from the people around her: Once married, a great life will be There is no relationship with her anymore, the moment the surname is changed is the beginning of falling into mediocrity.

(End of this chapter)