Why it never ends

Chapter 51 My Key, My Wrath

In the evening, Molly suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor. Even if she didn't raise her head, she knew who was coming.

"Molly!" Chiba leaned on the door frame with one hand, "I haven't come for a day, and there's another big news."

Molly ignored it, and Chiba walked straight into her office.

"Is she awake?"

"No."

"When will you wake up?"

"what are you going to do?"

"What to do... Of course, talk to her." Chiba supported Mo Li's desk, "What else?"

"One of the things I regret the most in my career is letting you get involved in base affairs." Molly took off his glasses, "Stop messing up the water again, Chiba."

Qianye smiled, "What capacity are you talking to me now?"

"In the name of the AHgAs District [-] Base Order Officer's—"

"Four regions, Molly." Qianye said slowly, "What I'm doing now has affected the four regions. If there is a deviation in the follow-up, can you take responsibility?"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Why is this a threat?" Qianye tilted her head slightly, "If you want to interfere, you must be responsible for the consequences of the interference."

"Then it's also the other way around." Molly didn't flinch. "You're messing around with the day-to-day management of the base...I don't see any benefit to AHgAs in general."

"Aren't you the order officer of the reserve base? How can you be responsible for the entire AHgAs?" Chiba took a step back, "You can write an email to it now to report me for doing evil in the base, and I will definitely bear the consequences for me."

"Where are you going!"

Qianye who walked to the door stopped, and she turned around slightly, "You seem to have been mistaken about one thing... I always come to ask for your permission because I respect your opinion, since you have this attitude, Then I will exercise my original power."

"you--"

"Don't be so serious, Molly," Chiba smiled slightly, "I told you a long time ago, I will always give priority to some more civilized and more moral practices—as long as things don't get out of hand."

Chiba reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

"Wait—" Molly leaned forward slightly, "Don't go today, Hesta just had surgery this afternoon and needs to rest now, you'd better not disturb her now."

"Okay, when is it convenient?"

"It depends on the situation. The General Administration will send an independent investigation team over tomorrow, and you can go with them." Molly pinched the bridge of his nose lightly, "Two mercury needles in the reserves started the bullet time at the same time without a legitimate reason... Do you really think this is a small matter?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Qianye stretched out two fingers and tapped his forehead, "You must still have a lot of reports to write, don't bother me, bye."

"Qianye!" Mo Li gritted his teeth and looked at her, "How long... will this matter last?"

"It's hard to say, but you don't have to worry, I thought things were going in a bad direction..." Qianye said with a smile, "But Goddess Luck seems to be on my side this time."

After speaking, the door was closed from the outside with a "bang".

……

The next afternoon, Hesta sat on the hospital bed and was questioned by the investigation team.

The opposite party first took out the surveillance video of the day, and asked Hesta if the person who was being violent on the screen was herself, and Hesta nodded.

But when they further asked why, Hesta's eyes lost focus.

She was wearing an oxygen mask, and the water mist gradually appeared and disappeared with the rhythm of her breathing. No matter what other people asked, she just looked at the end of the bed and said nothing.

"Miss Hesta, let me repeat," the voice of the visitor was slightly threatening, "This may be your only chance to defend yourself, do you want to give up?"

Hesta still didn't answer.

Qianye put her arms around her arms and stood not far away watching this scene.

The inquiry reached a stalemate, and the investigation team could only leave temporarily.Before leaving, they raised their hands to salute Qianye, who nodded in greeting.

"That," Qianye suddenly thought of something, and stopped the pedestrians, "Can you lend me your equipment?"

"Are you referring to this tablet?"

"Yes." Qianye nodded, "I'll return it to you in a while."

Several people looked at each other, "It's okay, but Miss Qianye needs to make up a document later, we will clearly write down the time and place you borrowed this thing, and you need to sign, is that okay?"

"of course can."

The crowd dispersed, and Chiba sat next to Hesta holding the tablet.

She clicked on the silent surveillance video again, and the picture began when Sean and Hesta met in the corridor, collided, brushed each other, Hesta turned back, and began to commit violence.

Hesta frowned slightly, and she shifted her gaze to the other side to avoid the next scene.

"Why didn't you read it?" Chiba asked.

"I don't like it." Hesta replied softly.

"What don't you like?"

"Don't like... myself."

Hesta's breathing quickened a little, and her eyes slid across the screen again. The second half of the whole process had reached the blind spot of the monitoring, so everything started to play from the beginning—in the screen, she brutally picked up Sean's hair, pushing him against the wall.

"It's just... like a hysterical lunatic." Hesta stared at the picture and murmured.

"Really, but I feel very powerful." Qianye also stretched her head to glance at the screen, "You are angry."

Qianye looked at it for a while, then looked up again, "Why are you angry, Jane?"

Hesta's brows twitched slightly, she was still looking at herself who was completely out of control in the surveillance screen, her eyes slowly turned red, and her breathing began to tremble.

She opened her mouth several times, but did not give an answer for a long time.

Hesta tried her best to calm herself down, but the more restrained her emotions became, the more turbulent they became, and the choked breath rushed up her throat, almost suffocating her.

"He...he snatched..." Hesta said with difficulty.

She forcibly made a few swallowing movements, trying to swallow the sharp and sharp pain.

Yet tears came with every breath, big drops falling on the backs of her hands, her lungs and eyes burning, and Hesta's hands clenched into fists again.

"He... stole... my... key."

Hesta frowned, his voice almost hoarse.

Amid the hazy tears, she suddenly remembered the faces of many people.There was Boheng, and there was Sister Gertin and Abbot Irma, and there was old Charlie, and there was Mother.

She thought of the mist and morning bells on Mount Cevern, of the midnight of Epiphany, when she and the nuns would light the few white candles left in the church, of every supply day, when she was wrapped in the dirty cloak by old Charlie. In the old woolen jacket, when it was not dawn, we rode horses together to go to the place where we had stepped on beforehand to prepare for hunting, thinking of my mother...

Think of everything about mom.

Destiny is always penny-pinching when it is given, and brutal and arrogant when it is taken back.

Everything in the past has changed beyond recognition, and now, the pendulum of fate is still reciprocating, seemingly endless.

(End of this chapter)