Twenty Seven Years

   Chapter 130 The Power of Communication

  The ability to see the world.

  If you want to do it, you must first jump out of the world, out of the rut, and stand outside or above the world. Only in this way can we have a perspective different from others, think about things that others cannot discover, and then open up and lead the world.

   "I will." Verak said solemnly.

  Before rebirth, when he lived a life of taking pictures of people for a living, he had no confidence that he could do what thousands of people could not do.

   Now it's different.

  He was involved in the torrent of the times, intentionally or unintentionally affecting a life, a thought, a country, and even an era.

  After being pushed far enough and high enough by the brave and fearless waves, he has confidence, and more importantly, he wants to be such a person.

"Then I look forward to your performance." Keating really had expectations in his eyes, "It's useless to just talk about this kind of thing, it's innate, it will be inspired by people and things, and I believe what you lack is Be excited."

   "Thank you teacher." Verak felt heavy on his shoulders, and he couldn't believe that he would become such a person one day.

   Keating changed the subject: "Have you figured out how to contact them tomorrow? Since Lecter asks us, we can be bolder in doing things."

"Yes, such a good opportunity, we can't be too conservative. No one can say what will happen to us if we help Lecter to stay after seven days." Verak also felt that he should try to use more direct means to occupy it tomorrow. Proactive, "Do you have any great ideas?"

"I do have an idea, it's very risky, but I'm looking forward to it just like I am to you." Keating seemed that this idea had been brewing for a long time, and when he revealed it, he had a feeling of winning, "I want Let me ask you a question first, what is the most important thing for us to do when we go to the wind?"

   "Contact and cooperate with other prisoners." Verak said.

   Keating asked again: "Then how do we cooperate with other prisoners? How can we make safe contact, how can we make them believe in us, how can we truly strengthen our hearts and fight for freedom together desperately?"

   "Isn't this exactly the problem we are struggling with? I remember that what you suggested was to find those who have the tendency to escape from prison." Verac just finished asking, his eyes brightened, "You... have a better way, don't you?"

   "That method was the only thing we could do before. It's different now." Keating looked at Verak with a half-smile, "Do you still remember what you used to impress me?"

  Verak looked at Keating's pillow.

Keating picked up the "On Equality" next to the pillow and handed it to Veraker: "This book can give you strength, so why can't it give strength to others? It can make you and others in the Equality Society give their lives, Then why can't others find something higher than their own life?"

  Villac swallowed, and picked up Keating's handwritten "On Equality": "You are right..."

"According to the words of your Equality Association, there are still many people who have not awakened." Keating sat down for a long time with back pain, and simply lay down, "As the president of the Equality Association, you cannot give up spreading the word just because your body is imprisoned Thoughts. Such a good opportunity, go for it.”

   "Heh..." Verac's thoughts were opened, his eyes flickered, and he opened "Equality" again.

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  October 5, nine o'clock in the morning

  Villac and Keating were taken to the square for the third time for a release, and the prisoners who were released had already turned a blind eye to them.

"It should be fine." Verak observed the prison guards standing guard. The guards paid less attention to the two of them. They should have received Lecter's order and tacitly allowed Verak and the others to move freely and communicate freely, "I Go find someone to try."

   "Yes." Keating sat in the wheelchair and listened to Verac's arrangements.

  Villac looked around, spotted the only person he knew, and greeted him while pushing the wheelchair: "Ross!"

The musician Rose, who was squatting on the ground watching others play cards, heard someone calling his name, looked up in the direction of the sound, first his legs were weak and he sat on the ground, and then he got up in a panic and ran to the side go.

   Now the prisoners don't know that the prison guards will no longer interfere with Verak and Keating's communication with them from today, so they are worried that when Verak and the others come to talk, they will be directly shot dead by the prison guards on guard.

   "Don't run, Lecter has allowed us to move freely!" Verak shouted.

  Ross ran nearly 30 meters away from Verak before stopping, looking at Verak in shock: "What?"

   "We can talk, Lecter personally gave the order!" Verak pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached Rose.

  Ross looked at the prison guard standing guard, still worried.

   "Trust me." Verak pushed the wheelchair closer.

   "You really didn't lie to me?" Rose moved back instinctively.

   "Is it necessary for me to lie to you?" Verak glared at the prison guard standing guard, "Put down the gun! If anyone gets in the way, I will contact Lecter as soon as possible to hold him accountable!"

  Verak's roar once again attracted the attention of all the prisoners in the square.

  They didn't understand how Verak dared to scold the prison guards on guard. They had to know that even if they took a second look at the prison guards, they would risk being shot dead.

   But what surprised them even more was that within a few seconds after Verak finished yelling, those prison guards actually put down their guns one after another!

   "Damn, I really want to shoot him, who does he think he's talking to?" A young prison guard was dissatisfied with Verak's bad tone.

   "Don't be impulsive." The old prison guard came and patted him, "Don't forget the deputy warden's advice."

   "Damn it, I'm waiting to see him killed by Lecter!" the angry young prison guard cursed in a low voice.

  Nearly forty prison guards put down their guns one after another. Verak calmed down and pushed the wheelchair to the stunned Rose: "Don't worry, they dare not do anything."

   "This, what's the situation?!" Ross asked.

  How could ‘Chris’ be qualified to order the prison guards? !

   "This is the right we deserve. Which law stipulates that prisoners don't even have the right to communicate with other prisoners?" Keating spoke first, setting up a heroic and very effective image of Verac.

   "No, no, no." Rose shook his head. "The question is, why would Lecter listen to you? You ask him to listen to you? How is this possible? I know who he is."

  When Ross asked, the other prisoners saw that there was no danger, so they all surrounded him.

"If there is really nothing, of course he won't listen to our words and care about our words." The matter is important, Keating took the question and personally responded to many unreasonable things, "But Chris is different, he is The chairman of the Equality Society, the Equality Society has just reached peace talks with the government in Laizein, and Lecter cannot ignore his request."

   "What is the Equality Council? What peace talks? What happened outside?" After Keating finished explaining, Ross became even more puzzled and asked three questions in a row.

   Keating didn't speak anymore, and handed over the matter of the Equality Association to the core figure, Verac, to answer.

  Lecter now has something to ask of him, so the prison guards in the square dare not act rashly. This is the best time for Verak to spread the idea of ​​the Equality Society.

"Equality Association..." Verac felt complicated. This is the first time he has formally advocated equality to everyone, and it is the first time he firmly believes in and longs for it. , an organization of equality. We fight for equality, for every civilian at the bottom who suffers from injustice..."

   "What's the situation..." The old prison guard standing guard frowned when he heard Verak tell the surrounding prisoners something he couldn't understand.

   "Is this also approved by the deputy warden?" The young prison guard felt that something was wrong.

  The old prison guard didn't dare to make a conclusion, so he listened for a while, and bumped into the young prison guard: "Do you understand what he is saying?"

   "What equality..." the young prison guard said to himself.

   "Go, inform the deputy warden." The old prison guard ordered.

   "Okay." The young prison guard walked away quickly.

   "...This is the Equality Society." Verak didn't speak too carefully, otherwise the prisoners would not be able to understand. If you want to truly understand the Equality Association, be infected by the ideas of the Equality Association and the reasons why the members of the Equality Association gave their lives, what you need is time and practical actions. "As for the peace talks. The Equality Association organized workers to protest more than a year ago, forcing The government issued the first decree on the working hours of workers, cutting the working hours of workers by an hour. But it was not enough, it did not fundamentally change the status quo of workers being exploited and squeezed, so we kept fighting, finally Not long ago, an agreement was reached with the government."

   Immediately, a prisoner raised his head and questioned: "Why are you still locked up here after reaching an agreement?"

"The peace talks do not mean that everything is over, at least I am still a prisoner and a hostage." Verak replied positively, "I was arrested before the peace talks between the Equality Association and the government, and you have also seen what happened to me with your own eyes. What an inhuman torture. Fortunately, I held on, and the situation outside soon improved, so I was able to avoid the threat of death here and gain some convenience."

   "I don't know what to say, Chris..." Ross opened his mouth wide, "but at least I want to congratulate you."

   "Thank you." Verak nodded slightly.

   "You are so powerful, so many prison guards listen to you, can you help us fight for a better living environment, for example, like you and Keating, two people in one cell." A prisoner asked.

  After he said this, other prisoners followed suit.

   "Can you let us do less work, every day is too tiring."

   "Can the rice be changed? I haven't even had hot soup since I was locked up."

   "I want to contact my relatives outside, Chris, please talk to Lecter, let me send a letter."

   Lecter rushed over, did not appear blatantly, but sneaked up to the sentry post, observed Verak and Keating, and heard a group of prisoners begging them for something, his face was puzzled: "What is the situation?"

   "We don't know too well, anyway, it was Chris who said something to them, and they started asking for this and that like crazy." The prison guard who had been staring was also confused.

   "Call them out. Keating will take him back to 208, and Chris will take him to the interrogation room." Lecter left the sentry post with a cold face, the noise of the prisoners echoing in his ears.

Facing all the inquiries and entrustments, Verak replied: "If you put all your hope of change on me, I'm sorry, but I can't help you. This kind of thing can't be solved by one person. Yes, it takes everyone to make their own struggle. All I can do—"

   "Bang!" A gunshot interrupted Veraker's plan.

  The prison guard who had seen Veraker unhappy earlier shouted: "Robin Keating, Thomas Chris, leave the square immediately!"

  Verak looked at the prison guard first, and then exchanged glances with Keating.

"boom!"

   Another shot.

   "Immediately!" the prison guard urged.

  The prisoners who had just been relieved were frightened by the two gunshots and dispersed again.

   "See you tomorrow." Knowing that the prison guards didn't dare to shoot him and Keating, he said goodbye to everyone before pushing Keating towards the exit of the square. "Teacher, the situation is not right."

   "Normal, the prison guards should have notified Lecter." Keating expected that this might happen.

   "Then I'm afraid Lecter will see me again." Verak thought about how to explain to Lecter.

   Keating patted Veraker's hand pushing the wheelchair: "This is something you have to face if you want to take the initiative within eight days. Just adapt to the situation. As long as your reasons are sufficient, no matter how dissatisfied Lecter is, he won't be able to stop you."

   "Understood." Verak nodded, pushing Keating to the exit of the square.

  There were prison guards waiting at the exit. As soon as he came out, a prison guard took over the wheelchair and pushed Keating back to Cell 208, while the other two guards escorted him to the interrogation room.

  In the interrogation room, Lecter had been waiting for a long time.

   "What's wrong?" Verak pretended not to know.

   "What did you do in the square today?" Lecter asked.

"What did what?" Veraker looked puzzled, "I still want to ask you, Mr. Keating and I were chatting with other prisoners, why did the prison guard suddenly shoot us out? Now Mr. Keating is very upset , The prisoners have also become wary of us, and they dare not contact us easily, what if it affects the plan? You said yesterday that you must fully support it, but within a day, you changed your mind again?"

  Lecter took a deep breath and paced back and forth in the interrogation room: "Did you talk about the chaos?"

"The Equality Association? I mentioned that someone asked how I was arrested, so I just explained it briefly." Verak acted very innocently, "Is there a problem with this? I just mentioned a few words casually." , What can I say to those people?"

   "Then explain to me why so many prisoners surrounded you in the end, asking you to help fight for better treatment?" Lecter said.

"They envy Mr. Keating and I enjoy such good treatment and don't need to work, so they want to fight for it through us. I still have to thank you for this. If you didn't call us out in time, we don't know how to answer them. Verac turned passive into active, "But I think the method you adopted was too radical, and you scared them."

   Lecter was a little annoyed: "That's the prison guard's business, it has nothing to do with me."

   "Then you can remind them not to do this in the future." Verak said.

   "Chris." Lecter said sullenly, "Do you think you are the only one in this prison who can ask about the whereabouts of gold?"

"Of course not." Veraker would not admit it confidently, tearing his face to prevent Lecter from stepping down, "I just feel that today's affairs are inexplicable. Everything was going well, but how much time will it take for you to make such a sudden fuss? Of course you don't Worry, but I'm different, if I can't do it within eight days, God knows what you'll do with me."

   "You know in your heart what you have done." Lecter's face was very ugly, "Don't play tricks under my nose."

  Lecter was very angry. He seemed to be threatening with his teeth and claws, but in fact he was helpless, which made Veraker more firm in his guess.

  He tried it out briefly, and felt relieved when he had some idea about the next thing.

"What I have to do is to find out the whereabouts of the gold in exchange for freedom." Veraker looked calm, and felt happy to know Lecter's weakness in his heart, "What about you? Do you support me and provide me with help, or continue in the future? Make trouble today?"

   "Of course I will help you." Lecter stared at Veraker, who was sitting in the interrogation chair, and said, "You better know what the consequences will be if you don't ask the golden clue before noon on the twelfth."

   "I know." Verak nodded.

   Lecter was very unhappy with Veraker's performance.

  More than ten days ago, Veraker was still sitting here and was tortured by him so that he could not speak a word, but now he can provoke him with impunity.

  The desire to kill Verak grew stronger.

   "You go out." Lecter stabilized his emotions and drove Verak out to prevent himself from killing Verak out of control and causing a catastrophe.

   "I'll give you good news." Verak got up and left.

   "Boom." The door of the interrogation room closed.

  Lecter kicked the interrogation chair down, his eyes full of murderous intent, he loosened his collar, and shouted: "Call any prisoner from the confinement room."

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  208 Cell

  Because Lecter called them away temporarily, it was only ten o'clock when Verak returned to the cell, and missed the second batch of released prisoners.

   But when it's time to eat and wash up at night, the news will still spread. Even if not, Verak can say what he said again tomorrow when the second batch of prisoners is released.

   "How is it?" Keating asked after the prison guards left after Verak came back.

  In fact, before asking, he probably saw the answer from Verak's relaxed expression.

"I tested him a few times. He was very angry but he never broke his face with me. It was completely different from his previous behavior. Even if he wasn't about to be transferred, I guess something serious must have happened to him. Only by asking The clues of gold can be solved." Verak said his own analysis, "Next, we can do it more boldly."

   "This is the best." Keating was very satisfied. "We must seize the opportunity. After eight days pass, we will have a very difficult life without the means to control Lecter."

   "But he shouldn't retaliate against us twice. After all, when I tell some clues, he will definitely hope that I can ask for complete information." Verak has a different view.

   Keating was silent for a while, then smiled: "You are right."

   "Have you decided to reveal any clues? You can't find gold by knowing these clues, but also let them find it useful." Verak asked about gold.

   "Hmm... still thinking about it." Keating thought for a while, and asked Veraker an interesting question, "If you got this gold, what would you do?"

   "I don't know exactly how many there are." Verak laughed.

   Keating pondered, "About 200 million gold grams."

   "So many?!" Verak exclaimed in surprise.

   "Otherwise, how much do you think it is?" Keating was not surprised by Veraker's surprised performance, "If the government hadn't collapsed too quickly, Ravel would have swept away all the wealth of the treasury."

"I, I don't know." This amount exceeded Veraker's knowledge, even though he cheated Colin from five hundred and fifty thousand gold grams, and helped the Equality Association get nearly ten million gold grams, but with Compared with this amount of gold, it is still not enough.

   "It's really too much." Keating said with emotion.

  Villac couldn't figure out how to spend his 200 million gold grams: "Ravel asked you to transfer this gold, haven't you ever been tempted?"

"I was overwhelmed." Keating admitted, "It's just too much. Even if I have any thoughts, I can't put them into practice. It's too late. After Ravel's death, I hid from Nero, and I was caught by Bresci's Someone was caught."

"If one day we really go out, what will you do with this gold?" Verak is very curious. If it were him, he would not dare to move. You know, the consequences are disastrous.

"To be honest, I don't know. Maybe it's best not to touch it forever." Keating smiled helplessly, "It's not a million gold grams. disaster."

  Verak nodded approvingly: "No wonder the government attaches so much importance to it."

   "This gold is very important to them, even if they can't get it, they don't want it to fall into Dunman's hands."

   "When I was talking to Lecter, I lied to him that you told me that the location of the gold was not safe, and that someone might discover it at any time, so he immediately became serious." Verac remembered what he had lied to Lecter.

"If it really falls into the hands of Dunman, he and the warden Adel will be finished." Keating thought for a while, "The reason why his father transferred him in such a hurry is probably not because he didn't want his child to degenerate. , I am also afraid that something will happen to Jin Jin, and he will be held accountable. If something happens to Huang Jin, his father will not be able to keep him."

   "That's why they dare not force you." Verak himself felt terrified even thinking about it, "You are not only a great opportunity for them to make meritorious deeds, but also a bomb that can make them fall into a place of eternal doom at any time."

   Keating took a sip of water: "Exactly. Daymans Prison is the nightmare of the prisoners, so why not the prison guards and the warden..."

   There are 6,000 words in the big chapter, and the last 2,000 words are added to the handsome Shanlu brother.

  (end of this chapter)