Twenty Seven Years Chapter 15

   Chapter 15 Julia

   "Remember our days at Imperial?" Fletcher asked.

  Verak nodded with a smile, showing the look of recalling the past: "How could I forget it, it was an unforgettable time for me."

"I don't know how those friends are living now, and whether they have become the people they used to dream of together...I want to meet them again if I have a chance, and talk about the old days." Fletcher stared at Verak, and read without expression. out this sentence.

   "Of course." Verak replied.

  Fletcher closed the booklet and shook his head slightly: "You can't say that. Master Chris is a very emotional person. He will miss his former friends more than others, so your response should be more."

   "Understood." Verac said.

   "Look more at the content in the brochure, and it would be better to mention a few former friends when talking."

   "But talking about other friends, what should I do if I extend the topic I don't understand?" Verak pretended to be worried.

"This is what I'm going to teach you next. If you're talking about something you don't know about with Master Chris's former friends, how can you subtly change the subject and avoid blind spots." Fletcher opened the booklet casually One page, ready to continue to play other roles, to test Verak.

   "Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

  Fletcher put away the brochures in his hands and Veraker's: "Please come in."

  A servant opened the door and came to Fletcher: "Mr. Fletcher, it's time to clean the study."

   "Go." Fletcher took out a key and gave it to the servant, who took the key and left.

  Verak looked up at the clock, it was exactly ten o'clock.

   It turns out that the servant needs to find Fletcher every day to get the key. Veraker had a headache, it was not difficult to get the key from the servant, but it was almost impossible to get it under Fletcher's nose.

  The matter of the key has encountered an iron plate, and it has been unable to advance.

   "Are you listening to me?" Fletcher moved closer to Veraker and asked in a cold voice.

  Villac came back to his senses and quickly explained: "Sorry, Mr. Fletcher. I was just thinking about what you said, how to change the subject without being suspected."

   "Have you figured it out yet?"

"…No."

   "Hmph." Fletcher snorted disdainfully, took out the booklet and threw it to Veraker, "Continue."

  Thomas is away today, Carmine works, Meera and Kellerman go to the opera, Julia goes to school. At noon, Verac and Fletcher just ate some, and then resumed intense training.

  In the evening, the Thomas family came back, and Fletcher reported today's results to Carmine. After everyone had dinner together, Verak could finally rest.

   He rubbed his eyes, feeling more tired than ever.

  Spent all day today with Fletcher, training. Verac knows everything Fletcher taught, but he still has to pretend to be ignorant and ask Fletcher questions from time to time.

  Fletcher's vision is vicious, and Veraker must concentrate all his energy on the disguise, and he cannot be neglected in the slightest, which exhausts him physically and mentally.

   Now is the time to let your mind go and relax.

  Verak really wanted to put the newborn problem behind him, just go to sleep and have a good rest, but time waited for no one.

  September 21st.

   This is a date that he dare not forget and will always hang in his heart like a knife.

   In the last life, Fletcher personally killed him, Nord, and Dempsey on this day.

  If there are no accidents in this life, Fletcher will still destroy his body and traces on this day, leaving the secret forever sealed.

   Before the plan was put into operation, every day that passed, he was getting closer to death. Verak dared not waste his time.

  For some time to come, he will be trained by Fletcher every day until before dinner, without getting a breather. All that was left to him were tired late nights, and he could only rely on the little time that belonged to him every day to perfect and advance his plan.

  Go to the bathroom and wash his face with cold water, Vilak, who is much more awake, moves his body. He didn't dare to sit or lie down, fearing that he would fall asleep as soon as his body was relaxed, so he just stood in front of the window and thought about the problem while blowing the wind.

The key is in the hands of Fletcher, and it will be given to the servant at ten o'clock every morning, and the servant will be asked to enter the study to clean up, and Verac is still training with Fletcher at ten o'clock, so there is no idea of ​​picking up the key at any time .

  Even if there is a way to get away from Fletcher, it will take a few minutes at most. Being able to enter the study within a few minutes still creates many problems. For example, there is not enough time for Verak to search the study, and it is impossible to ensure that the servant will tell Fletcher about his entry into the study.

   Find a way to get the key, and draw the shape of the key in a short time, and he has no way to ask someone to make the exact same one.

   This appears to be a dead end.

  Verak patted his forehead, hoping to stimulate his stiff brain and come up with new countermeasures.

  If you can't get the key, you can't enter the study. If you can't enter the study, you can't get information about Chris and the rebel organization. If you can't get information, you can't contact the rebel organization, and your plan will have to be greatly changed. Losing the trump card of the rebel organization, Verak, who was already uncertain, could only fight against the huge Thomas family alone. In this way, the difficulty level was multiplied several times again, and the hope became even slimmer.

   "Damn." Verak cursed.

   As the success rate decreases, the failure rate increases. After the failure, there is only one ending waiting for Verak, and that is death.

  He couldn't accept death, let alone live again, and he still didn't make any changes.

   Nord, Dempsey.

   Could it be that it was really a wrong choice for me to bring them here this time knowing that I was close to death?

  Verak didn't want to see that scene. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and began to trace his thoughts from the beginning, trying to find some clues that he hadn't noticed before.

  Keys, data, rebel groups.

   Abandoning the power of the rebel organization, Valak cannot stand alone.

  Give up the information, how to properly disguise as their leader in front of the rebel organization.

  Give up the key, how can you enter the study.

  Verak's eyes lit up, and he poked his head out of the window, looking in the direction of the study.

  A thought popped into my mind.

   Turn over the window.

  There are no protrusions on the outside of the window that are easy to climb. It is quite difficult to turn from the room on the far side to the study in the middle.

  Verak could only turn to the next room at best.

  The room next to the study is the bedroom of Carmine's youngest daughter, Julia.

  (end of this chapter)

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