Twenty Seven Years Chapter 119

  Chapter 119 Untitled

  September 23, noon

   Keating took back the notebook he threw to Veraker last night, and flipped through it after lunch. In the content, he made a lot of supplements on the basis of retaining Veraker's complete narrative logic, which made him think that his insights were comprehensive and profound.

  He stared at a page, looking at the words he had written.

  From listening to writing, he has tried his best to cut down the emotions of Veraker when he narrated, and made certain adjustments and polishes in the wording. But looking at those obviously nothing special words, he would still think of Verak's clear eyes and excited tone.

  This is an impassioned book, an aggrieved attempt to argue with an injustice in the world.

   Keating suddenly realized that he probably deleted something very important, but even if it was deleted, it still existed. He couldn't help snorting, and looked at the book squarely.

  This book is indeed full of unspeakable magic.

   No wonder so many people gave their lives for it, no wonder Verak can persist until now because of it.

  The whistle sounded.

  It was half past one, and after a short lunch break, the prisoners continued to work in the work area on the first floor. But Keating, who had been obsessed with "On Equality" for a long time, suddenly woke up. His heart felt cold, and a rare sadness emanated from it.

  Ten days before, no matter how badly Verak was injured, Lecter would send him back at noon. It's already half past one today, and there is still no news from Verak. No matter how optimistic he is, he can only recognize reality.

   "He didn't come back? I think it's over." Outside the prison, the musician Rose, who was going to work, took a look in and saw that Veraker was not there, and said regretfully.

   Immediately afterwards, every prisoner who passed by Cell 208 would stop by and look in, and after confirming that Verak hadn't come back today, they chatted enthusiastically.

   "The kid didn't come back today, I guess he died."

   "Why do you always talk nonsense? He must be dead. Yesterday I saw that he was only one breath away. How could he survive today? He must have been buried by now."

   "Either say don't provoke Lecter, and that's the end of being targeted by that lunatic."

   "The only thing we can do is to die and not enter cell 208. Other than that, we are resigned to our fate. If we are targeted by Lecter one day, we will not be able to escape even if we want to."

   "Then it's better to have a good time for yourself first, alas... It's a pity for this newcomer..."

  Listening to the conversation outside, Keating closed "Equality" with complicated eyes.

  With Verac's death, the Equality, far from being dimmed, became even more indignant. He sighed, he still has a lot of curiosity and questions that have not been satisfied or answered.

  Verak's departure brought some things in him that had just begun to grow to an abrupt stop, and they stopped there suddenly, maybe they would stop there forever.

  All the prisoners finally left, and no one passed by Cell 208 yelling.

   Keating lay down, staring up. A few days ago, Verak predicted that he might not even be able to climb up the bed after he was seriously injured, so he put the mattress underneath in advance, and at this time there was only an empty bed board above Keating.

   "Hmm..." Keating sighed softly.

  He was actually a little irritable, and this irritability made him no longer want to live in this cell that was not even qualified to see the sun. This irritability has not arisen for a year and a half. It took him half a year to get used to this place, but now his compromise and his inner balance were broken by Verak.

  Daymans Prison, Infirmary

  Wilak lay on the hospital bed puzzled, he didn't know why he was carried to the infirmary in a daze. The smile that appeared on Lecter's face yesterday clearly showed that he couldn't wait to kill himself, so how could he suddenly hold back his temper and arrange proper treatment for himself?

   This is not right.

   Either Lecter's perverted psychology was the cause, he changed his mind to keep Veraker alive, and planned to torture Veraker for a while longer, so that his perverted happiness could last longer.

   Either there is a new situation on the side of the Equality Association.

   Lying on the hospital bed, Verak was thinking.

  Today is September 23rd. In his impression, from today onwards, delegations from various countries participating in the World Expo will arrive one after another.

   This day was also listed by him and the opening day of the World Expo as the two most important nodes in the confrontation between the Equality Association and the government this time.

  In addition, he reached a deal with Lecter a few days ago, and was able to learn some news about the Equality Association. At least a week ago, the Equality Council did not lose in its confrontation with the government. If the government has not found a new breakthrough point, then equality will maintain the original tactics, and the two sides should still be at a stalemate.

   At this time, there are two possibilities in front of Verak, one good and one bad.

He thought about the two possibilities carefully, and he couldn't decide which one was more likely for the time being, but he was undoubtedly more inclined to gain attention because of the new progress made by the Equality Society, and he walked around from the gate of hell. came back.

   "How is it?" Lecter came out suddenly, with his hands behind his back, and he came to the hospital bed with his chest up and looked down at Verak.

   "Why didn't you take me to the interrogation room this morning?" Verac looked at Lecter in disgust, and tried to confirm the reason why he was saved from death.

"I'm the deputy warden, so I don't have time to spend every day with you to make fun of it." Lecter looked at the bandaged wound on Verak's body, showing a satisfied smile, "We'll continue when you recover from your injury. "

  Hearing this, Verak's eyes were immediately filled with disappointment.

  It seems that I survived because of the bad possibility.

  Verak is not just sad that his torment is not over yet, but more worried about equality. Since the answer is the former, the latter did not happen, which means that the Equality Association did not win at the critical point of the 23rd.

   "The wounds have been treated, is there any problem?" Lecter walked aside and asked about the physical condition of the doctor Verak.

   "The wounds have been treated, but his physical condition is very poor now. He needs to rest for at least half a month to recover his basic mobility. It will take longer to fully recover." The doctor replied.

   Lecter doesn't care so much: "Just live, and I will ask someone to arrange him to live in the 209 cell that has been vacated."

"clear."

   "Cell 209?" Verac couldn't help interjecting when he heard Lecter talking with the doctor, "Aren't I living with Mr. Keating?"

"Do you think you can still take care of him now? Two cripples who can't even defecate by themselves." Lecter laughed, "Go live next door to him, and I will arrange two other prisoners to take care of you respectively. "

  Villac's living standard was directly raised to the same level as Keating's, which was only enjoyed by the two of them in this prison.

   "Lecter." Verac called Lecter's name directly, "What will happen to equality?"

After ordering the doctor, Lecter, who planned to leave to find other fun, stood still, not angry because Veraker was the only one in this prison who dared to call his name besides the warden Adel: "What's the good of telling you me? "

   "If it's good news, my injury will heal faster." Verac said, "That way, our game can restart earlier."

   "Heh..." Veraker's words were tantamount to provocation, and Lecter grinned ferociously, "Chris, I really like you so much."

   "How are they?" Verac lay on the hospital bed and looked at Lecter peacefully.

  By exchanging cells, Verak found that the reason why he seemed to be able to survive was actually the latter, that is, the credit of the Equality Society. He urgently challenged Lecter to confirm this guess.

  If this is the case, then Lecter must know the latest situation of the Equality Society.

   "Get out." Lecter sat on another hospital bed, and the doctor closed the door and left, "You already know something, don't you? You're so smart."

  Verak looked at Lecter quietly.

"I also heard that before you were brought here, you tricked Locke Shriver—the head of the intelligence organization that specializes in arresting your rebellious party." Lecter was afraid that Veraker would forget who Locke Shriver was, and specifically explained what Locke Shriver was. Shriver's identity, "It's because you angered him that he let us in Daimans Prison deal with you."

   "And then?" Verak waited patiently for Lecter to get to the point.

"That trash hasn't wiped out your chaotic party as of today." In Lecter's view, if Locke Shriver is capable enough, he won't trigger a chain reaction, causing his game to be terminated at the last step, "No, Missions from various countries are here, in order to maintain stability, the Ministry of Security can only hold peace talks with your rebellious party first.”

   Peace talks.

  Verak's mind was spinning rapidly.

   "Although this is only a temporary measure, it is shameful enough." Lecter felt ashamed for Rock Shriver.

  Verak's thoughts and Lecter's words came out almost at the same time.

  The peace talks are just that the government wants to temporarily stabilize the Equality Association, so that they will not act rashly during the World Expo, causing bad influence and ruining the Expo.

When the World Expo is over and the missions of various countries leave, there will be no outsiders to worry about the scandal being publicized internationally. The Bresi government will inevitably re-attack the Equality Association immediately. At that time, the Equality Association will lose its best promotion of the concept of equality. The opportunity to the world, even if it can block the government's suppression, is of little significance.

   Absolutely cannot reach peace talks with the government!

   This was the first thought that popped up in Veraker's mind.

  He has emphasized countless times before that it is useless to reason with the government. In the face of interests, the government, nobles, plutocrats, and the entire camp of vested interests will not have conscience.

  If you want to change everything, you must have enough force to re-establish order.

If Boyin and the others once again had unrealistic illusions and were deceived by the government, thinking that the government would modify the system to make way for the bottom-level people who had never been taken seriously, what would meet them soon would be fatal and devastating. A devastating blow.

   "Why did you tell me this?" Verak asked uneasily.

   Lecter rolled his eyes: "Didn't you ask me?"

   "Just tell me if I ask you?"

"If I don't tell you, you want to ask why I didn't tell you, right?" Lecter was annoyed by Veraker's counter-question, "It's nothing more than telling you. If you can't get out, this matter will always be dusty. You can get out , what kind of secret is this?"

   "I see." Verak said worriedly.

Verak's performance was the real reason why Lecterken revealed the information about the Equality Council. He stared at Verak's face and said, "What are you doing with a mournful face? Have you already realized that once the World Expo is over, you The rebellious party will never rise again?"

   "Put me and Mr. Keating in the same room." Verac didn't respond according to Lecter's words, but made a request.

   "Poop on your pants together?" Lecter sneered.

   "Just arrange for people to wait outside. If you need to go to the bathroom, we will call them in." Verak said as it should.

  Lecter's mouth twitched, and he smiled stiffly: "Who do you think you are? Talk to me about terms?"

"For you, it's just a matter of talking." Verac's acting skills have been fully honed in Laizein, and now he can easily catch Lecter, who is not even as big as him. Get used to it. Most importantly, there may be some clues about the whereabouts of gold.”

   "Just you?" Lecter didn't believe it.

"So you think I haven't done anything other than being tortured by you in the past ten days?" Verac had just gotten acquainted with Keating and even shared "Equality", so how could he be willing to be transferred to another place, let alone What's more, the matter of gold may be really interesting, "I'm different from you. I'm not a psychopath, and I don't have a habit of torturing myself. Of course I want to leave here, so since the Equality Society can't protect itself, I can only pin my hopes on the foundation." It's on Ting."

   Being called a psychopath by Veraker's name, Lecter still didn't show any dissatisfaction. In the past ten days, they have formed a deformed relationship. One hits unscrupulously, and the other scolds unscrupulously: "Yes."

   "Okay, I will try to find out the whereabouts of the gold as soon as possible." After achieving his goal, Verak calmly agreed.

  Lecter spread his hands: "It doesn't matter to me."

   "Then I have nothing to do, you can go out." Verak unceremoniously drove Lecter away.

   "The next thing is quite interesting, let me see whether you recover faster or the whereabouts of gold appear faster." Lecter got up and left.

  After Lecter went out, Verak frowned, worried that equality would come.

  At first, he thought that he would definitely die today, but he didn't expect that the Equality Association would really do it, and grasp the opportunity of the first node. It's just that from the current point of view, their arrangement is extremely dangerous. If they really listen to the government's rhetoric, the next step will be unimaginable.

  Villac was struggling in prison, unable to advise Boyin and the others at all. He could only hope that Boyin and the others had a clear understanding of the current situation, and they had a deeper consideration in what they did.

  (end of this chapter)

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