Twenty Seven Years Chapter 141

  Chapter 141 The World of the Madman

  Ross thought that Veraker had figured it out after venting, but unexpectedly, he became more determined, and all the words he planned to say were choked back. He rubbed his stinging eyes with the back of his hand, turned his back to Veraker and continued working: "I envy you."

  Verak looked around, and he had a panoramic view of the prisoners who were working hard. He sighed: "Go to work."

  The whole afternoon until they got off work at nine o'clock in the evening, neither of them said a word.

  After returning to the cell, Verak cheered up and did not appear too depressed in front of Keating: "Teacher, how are you doing? Have you figured out how to do the backup plan?"

"Almost." Keating just came back from the shower, and was sitting on the bed wiping his wet hair with a towel. "If there is still no progress in the frontal prison escape, we can only intensify the conflict between Adel and Lecter first, and then try to find a way to find it." This is an opportunity. It is known that the point of conflict between the two is us and gold. We can take the initiative to find Adel, and then reveal to Lecter that it was Adel who found us."

"Lecter will definitely be very angry when he learns that Adel came to contact us again, but they can easily find out that Adel didn't take the initiative to find us, and we are the ones who made trouble." Verak felt that this plan was very unstable, "Once They found out that they could guess our intentions immediately."

Keating also considered this point: "So we have to let their misunderstandings and conflicts deepen rapidly, reaching the point of irreconcilability. Only in this way, the communication between them will not pose any threat to us, no matter how innocent Adel behaves. Lecter's eyes are not credible."

   "Then what do you think?" Veraker knew that Keating would not ask a question full of loopholes. Since he was willing to speak out, some very obvious unreasonable places must have solutions.

   "Give Adel a generous meeting gift." Keating said.

Verac was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly understood what Keating meant by the 'meeting gift': "In this way, at least on the surface, both of them have the possibility of finding out the whereabouts of the gold, even if Lecter seeks his father's Help, his father should not be so easy to target Adel."

"That amount of gold is enough for us to control the balance of power in this prison." Keating wiped his hair and handed the towel to Verak, who helped him hang it aside, "At that time, we have to make this prison a mess, That way, even if they want to imprison us, they won't have the energy to do so.”

   "This plan is still a bit vague at present, and many details have not been determined. If it is implemented, there should be many difficulties." After hearing Keating's backup plan, Verac felt that it was still a bit hasty.

"Yes, but this is the only information we have about them at present." Keating has tried his best to think of a solution, but they know little about Adel and Lecter, only that they are very interested in gold Interested, it is difficult to plan a practical plan, "If you want to continue to improve, you have to get in touch with Lecter and get to know him better. In addition, it would be better if Adel can still meet us."

   If Adel took the initiative to see them again, it would undoubtedly be the best entry point for them to mediate, and this behavior also means that Adel is still very interested in gold, and he would not hesitate to make troubles with Lecter even worse.

"I'll find a way to get some words from Lecter." Compared to Adel, Veraker thinks Lecter is too easy to handle, "Lecter is indeed a person who is difficult to guess his inner thoughts, and it is also difficult to predict what he will do. All kinds of moves, but that doesn't mean he's going to be tricky in other ways."

  In the past life plus this period of time, Verak has seen too many dignitaries, too many dudes. Most of them have a simple mind and a shallow city because of their wealthy families and everything going well. Like Lecter, who is unscrupulous in the prison, and always uses his father's identity to frighten other children. The only thing that is difficult to figure out is his completely disorderly behavior.

   "Then the next two plans will be promoted together." Keating said.

"Um."

  Noon on October 15th

  Verak met Lecter in the infirmary after lunch. Lecter seemed to be very patient with this matter, even though Veraker often had no results for a few days, he also waited for the report on time every day.

   "How's it going?" Lecter asked.

"No progress, maybe I have to think of new things to stimulate Mr. Keating." Verak planted the seeds for possible actions in the future, and then lay on the hospital bed and began to ask, "By the way, how can I Do you think something is wrong with you recently?"

  Lecter still likes chatting with Veraker quite a bit now, with a smile on his face, he tilted his head and said, "Why do you say that?"

"I heard from other prisoners that you came here to torture prisoners for fun, and even secretly encouraged prisoners to escape, and then logically tortured and killed a few leaders in the suppression. But in the past half month, you don't seem to find any more The prisoner has been tortured, and there is no organization to plan any escape." Verak discovered this problem early on, but he didn't pay attention to it at first, and he remembered it last night when he was thinking about how to get the words out of Lecter's mouth. Decided to use this incident as an entry point to open up the situation.

   "It's nothing more than finding something more interesting than abusing them." Lecter shrugged, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it.

   "Gold?" Verak guessed, "I didn't see it, you are interested in money."

   Lecter smiled: "Why do you think I'm not interested in money?"

"As far as I know, you have caused many troubles in Laizein. Your father arranged you here in order to prevent you from causing a catastrophe, but you didn't realize it. This is your paradise instead." Verak Accustomed to the pain of taking the medicine, when the doctor gave him the medicine, he didn't change his expression, "This kind of broken place is also a kind of suffering for you. If you are interested in money, you won't stay here for so long."

   "I didn't expect things about me in prison to spread so widely." Lecter found this incident funny, and the focus was completely out of Verak's estimation. "What else did they spread about me, tell me quickly."

"I don't know much about other things, and I'm not interested in your deeds of abusing people and planning a prison escape." Verak brought the topic back, "In short, you don't seem to care about money, power, or sex. Pure madness."

Lecter knew what others thought of him, but rarely heard others talk about him in front of him, so he was very excited: "It can be said that I am indeed a lunatic. When I was in Laizein, I had very few friends, and it can be said that I almost No. Because people of the same age I know like gambling, drinking, women, and all kinds of novel things, but I have no interest in those. What I like since I was a child are blood, screams, pain, corpses, Death. I don't fit in with them, and this is the only place that really fits me."

   "Then why didn't you do these things you like recently, but instead focused on investigating the whereabouts of gold?" Veraker became more and more puzzled, and he faintly felt that this had something to do with Adel.

"For the sake of the long run." Lecter raised his eyebrows, and looked at Verak meaningfully, "I have countless interesting ideas in my mind, and Damans Prison happens to be the best place for me to implement these ideas, so, I Some things have to be ruled out, like, Adel."

  Verak's pupils shrank slightly, and he obviously felt the hand of the doctor who gave him the medicine stop: "You... are really a lunatic..."

Lecter excitedly observed the expressions on the faces of Verak and the doctor. Whether it was Verak's surprise or the doctor's panic, he was very happy: "You can figure it out with your brain, I want to really do what I like The thing is to fully control this good place that no one cares about, and prisoners are transported here every month. If you want to fully control this place, you must kick Adel out."

   "So you pay attention to the whereabouts of gold, is it for the sake of superiority?"

   "That's right." Lecter nodded, looking like he was eager to reveal his purpose in front of everyone.

"According to your father's ability, it shouldn't be that difficult to transfer Adel away and replace you with the position of warden?" Veraker couldn't figure it out. It was obviously a simple matter for Lecter. Why did he go around Such a big bend.

Lecter was silent for a few seconds, sent the doctor out, and changed Veraker's dressing himself: "If my father agrees, then of course there is no need to do this. Who told Adel to be deeply trusted by my father, and I am the one who was ashamed What about the unfulfilling son who is talking about it? Unless I find out the whereabouts of the gold and make great contributions, I will not be able to become the warden of the prison."

  Verak trembled, worried what Lecter might do to him when he changed his dressing.

"Don't worry, I've learned how to change the dressing after watching it for so many days. It's a wonderful feeling to heal the wound I made myself..." Lecter gently applied the ointment on Verak's wound, " You have to fight hard, ask the whereabouts of the gold, it will be good for us."

   "You just stated your purpose so blatantly? Aren't you afraid it will spread to Adel?" Veraker gradually calmed down his uneasy heart, and continued to ask many questions.

"He knows, but what's the matter? It's like I'm handcuffing you to the interrogation chair. You know what I'm going to do, but you can't do anything. You can only watch me destroy you little by little. Your body." Lecter said grimly, still seriously administering medicine to Verak.

  Verak knew that Lecter was intimidating himself, he took a deep breath: "Listen to you, it is inevitable to get the position of warden?"

"It's up to you." Lecter took the medicine and went to get the bandages, "I've already told you my thoughts, and you should already know that our cooperation is a win-win situation. As long as you ask about the whereabouts of the gold, you To be free, I can be the warden, what a happy ending, like a drama."

   "Didn't Adel make any moves?" Seeing that Lecter had no reservations about this, Veraker boldly and directly asked important information between them, laying the foundation for mediating and planning conflicts in the future.

  Lecter took out the bandage, helped Verak sit up, and began to bandage his wound. "Although Adel has not made any movements yet, I know that he will not sit still. I look forward to his resistance."

  Villac drew clues from it to digest: "From what you've said, he really wants to stay?"

"It's so smart." Lecter wrapped the bandage, and praised Verac by the way, "He is the second person I can't see through besides myself. He is not interested in money, power and sex. I arranged for him Laizein's better job, but he didn't even look at it, and he wanted to stay no matter what."

"why?"

   "Heh, how do I know?" Lecter laughed at himself, "I don't know if there is any secret here. Anyway, he will stay even if he dies, which makes me more and more interested in the position of warden."

   "It's really hard to imagine, except for a lunatic like you who thinks it's a paradise, who else is willing to take the initiative to keep it...even the warden..."

   "I think so too." Lecter smiled brightly. He never felt that others commented on him as a lunatic, which was an insult and contempt for him. The more others said this, the more he felt that it was a great recognition and encouragement for himself.

  Verak didn't speak again.

   Too much information was poured into his mind, and he didn't know how to ask any more questions.

"It's a pity that I haven't met anyone like me." Lecter bandaged Veraker's wound, but he was not in a hurry to leave. It was the first time the two of them chatted so long, so much, and so deeply, "No A friend who can share happiness is too lonely."

  Verak looked at Lecter who was sitting in front of him again, and said perfunctorily, "Maybe you will meet."

   "I think there is an upper limit to people's satisfaction." Lecter chatted more vigorously, "I don't expect to meet like-minded people, as long as I can realize the thoughts in my heart, it is enough for me to die without regret."

  Hearing Lecter say the words 'like-minded', Verak felt that this was an insult to 'like-minded'. The 'like-minded' in his heart were the group of people in the Equality Association: "Correct, it's like-minded."

   "That's a good word." Lecter agreed.

"I hope our cooperation can go on smoothly." Veraker didn't want to talk to Lecter about the psychologically distorted topic. He didn't use the routine preparation he made last night, so he easily got what he wanted from Lecter. Now It's time to leave, "No matter what your future holds, I have to get out of here."

   "Continue to keep this idea, I fully support you." Lecter felt a little disappointed, but still encouraged this biggest boost he needed to become the warden.

  Verak put on his prison uniform: "Try to report some progress to you tomorrow."

   "Tomorrow, the investigation report on the previous clue should come out tomorrow." Lecter narrowed his eyes, testing Veraker routinely.

  Verak really can't figure out what is important to Lecter and what is not important to him. The front foot revealed the matter between himself and Adel indifferently, and now he is still so cautious about himself, this gap made him a little unresponsive.

   "I hope Mr. Keating is telling the truth." A few seconds later, Veraker pretended not to know anything about the matter, exchanged glances with Lecter, and turned to leave.

  (end of this chapter)

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