Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 132 Warden Adel

   "The warden?" Verak knew that the prison guards should not know, but he still couldn't help asking in detail, "What did he see me for?"

   "You will know when you go." After the door opened, the prison guard tilted his head and signaled, "Let's go."

  Villac and Keating exchanged glances, followed the prison guards and walked out, passed through the heavy iron gates, and was taken to the second floor. The second floor includes the offices of Warden Adel, Deputy Warden Lecter, and the rest and entertainment area for the prison guards. Verac had tried to negotiate with Lecter in his office before, so that he could observe the terrain by the way, but it was a pity that Lecter, who was full of vigilance at the time, did not agree. He did not expect to have an opportunity now.

  The layout of the second floor is roughly divided into three areas, which are the office area, rest area, and entertainment area.

   Prisoners don't have the right to pass the time through entertainment programs, prison guards still have them. When passing by the entertainment area, Verak saw some people playing cards and some people playing billiards. They looked relaxed and relaxed, and the atmosphere was completely different from that on the first floor.

  The nearest to the stairs is the entertainment area, followed by the office area and rest area.

  Because the rest area is at the back, the purpose of Verak's trip is to meet the warden Adel, so there is no way to go there to learn more about the situation.

  Passing through the wide and lively entertainment area, Veraker was led by the prison guards to a corridor beside him.

  Lecter stood in front of a door in the corridor, with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door, staring at the prison guard and Veraker coldly.

  "Deputy Warden." When passing by, the leading prison guard and Lecter greeted and saluted.

   "Hmm." Lecter responded, looking at Verak with complicated eyes.

  Verak nodded slightly to him, without stopping, followed the prison guards to pass by, and walked to the door next door to stand still.

  The prison guard knocked on the door: "The warden, prisoner No. 8196, Thomas Chris is here."

  Verak turned his head to look at Lecter, who was less than seven or eight meters away. Lecter also stared at him silently. He didn't say anything, but made silent eye contact for a few seconds, and then opened the door and returned to his office.

   "Come in." An angry voice came from the warden's office, and the prison guard carefully turned the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open, "Go in."

  The sound of opening the door of the warden's office and the closing sound of the deputy warden's office sounded almost simultaneously. Verac watched Lecter close the door tightly, turned his head, sideways to avoid the prison guards, and walked in slowly.

  Prison Warden Adel's office covers an area of ​​about 100 square meters. After entering, it is the living room first, and his office area is deeper inward. The decoration of the entire office is plain and there are not too many bright spots, so Verac simply scanned around to get a general understanding, and then set his sights on the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the living room.

  The middle-aged man was wearing a black and blue uniform coat, with short black and white hair, sharp-edged face, and deep eyes that seemed weather-beaten. Verac judged from the man's overcoat that was propped up that he was tall and strong, at least half a head taller than himself.

"sit."

  The middle-aged man crossed his legs and looked at Verak calmly.

   "Okay." Verak walked to the sofa opposite the man and sat down, "Are you Mr. Adel, the warden?"

   "Yes." Warden Adel is a straightforward person. As soon as Verak sat down, he got down to business, "I called you here today because I want to know about Deputy Warden Lecter."

   "Mr. Lecter?" Veraker showed a puzzled expression, "No matter what, you know him better than me, a prisoner who has only been here for less than a month, right?"

  Adel omitted Veraker's rhetorical question, and asked more carefully: "You have met frequently in recent days, and I want to know what you talked about."

  Verak didn't reply immediately.

  Adel has already stated the purpose of calling him straight to the point, but when he first met Lecter, his series of reactions, combined with the current situation, must not want him to speak out.

   Then he needs to weigh the pros and cons as soon as possible, and think clearly about what will happen if he speaks out, and what will happen if he doesn't speak up.

   "Talk about Keating and the whereabouts of the gold, right?" Verak didn't speak for three seconds, and Adel spoke out his conjecture.

   "...Hmm." It seems that this point cannot be hidden from the warden, Veraker admitted it, and quickly changed the direction of thinking, judging what was going on between Adel and Lecter.

   "Did he threaten you that you have to ask out in a few days, or before the twelfth?" Adel asked again.

  Verak couldn't help swallowing: "Yes."

"Since he chose you, you must have some special qualities, and you really hope to find out the whereabouts of gold before the twelfth, right?" Although Adel asked every sentence, he guessed So precise, it sounds like a statement.

   "Yes." Verak felt a little tight in his chest. Since Adel asked this question, Lecter must have been doing it without telling him, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a fuss. And the fact that he was able to get a complete picture of the situation without telling the truth shows that this warden is really not simple.

   "Is there any progress now?" Adel finally asked a question that was really waiting for Verak to answer.

  Verak shook his head: "Not yet."

   "Tell me about it, why do you think you might ask about the gold's whereabouts?"

Verak took a deep breath, organized his words, and said that he had survived Lecter's nine-day abuse: "It's a mistake. I don't think so many prisoners who lived with Mr. Keating didn't ask If I came out, I couldn't have any hope, so I didn't try at all. Probably because unlike other people who pressed him for clues, I accidentally gained Mr. Keating's favor by doing so."

   "So he has a tendency to reveal to you?"

   "...sort of." Verak nodded.

   "What did Lecter promise you? Just get out of prison?" Adel opened the cigar box and took out one, "Do you smoke?"

  Verak considered for a second: "No need. Mr. Lecter...promise me to find out the clues and then I can regain my freedom."

   This point is almost well-known in Daymans Prison, and Verak doesn't need to hide it at all, and directly admits it. As for the rest of Lecter's promise, during this period of full support and asking for clues to meet any request, he did not say it.

   After only a brief contact, he found that the warden was very difficult to deal with. Naturally, Verak did not dare to rashly say these two things that were deeply connected with the next escape plan. If, like Lecter, he didn't say anything, but he already knew everything, it would be completely over.

  After all, even if Lecter knew that they were thinking about escaping from prison, he would indulge them with a playful mentality. But Adel will not, he is the most important layer of shackles for prisoners in Daimansi Prison, once he knows, the plan will be overthrown immediately.

"It's more than that." Adel lit his cigar, squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked at Veraker, "You are the leader of the rebellious party, and you can lead the rebellious party to the point of confronting the government and promoting peace talks. It is impossible to be naive. Take Lecter's word for it."

   "What exactly do you want to know?" Seeing that some of his remaining secrets were about to be revealed, Verak quickly turned his offense into defense, and asked Adel.

   "He should have agreed to your other requests. According to your mind, you should have thought of a way to ensure that he kept what he said." Adel flicked the ash into the ashtray, "I need to know all of this."

  Verak smiled wryly: "If you want to know, you can ask Lecter directly. It doesn't make much sense to leave my colleagues alone and make me a prisoner, right?"

   At present, Veraker is not sure what Adel wants to do, but because Lecter did this without telling him, and he tracked it down like this, at least it can be concluded that Adel and Lecter are not dealing with it. If they don't deal with it, Adel won't want to see Lecter do anything, or even stay.

  If Veraker reveals the whole thing, causing Lecter Twelve to be transferred, then their situation will take a turn for the worse, so although it is funny, he can only stand on the same front as Lecter now.

   "Do you know the consequences of not answering my question directly?" Adel frowned and picked up his cigar.

  Villac saw Adel for the first time today. During this period of time, all he knew about Adel was what Keating said. He really didn't know what the consequences would be, but after seeing how powerful Adel was, he knew that the consequences would undoubtedly be serious.

   "Then you continue to ask." Verak could only take one step at a time, and wait until he really couldn't answer before refusing.

  The Equality Association and the government reached a peace negotiation. Even Lecter, whose father is the Minister of Justice, dared not deal with Verak casually. No matter how ruthless Adel was, he could not threaten Verak's life.

"Let me show you a way." Adel leaned on the sofa, his eyes indifferent, "If you have any golden clues, don't tell Lecter, just report to me. Any threats he makes to you are not a problem. He can I can give you what I give you."

   "Safety, freedom, can you give me all of it?" Virak said.

   "Yes." Adel looked straight at Verak without any dodge, which made Verak feel a little guilty.

  Verak thought about it.

  Of course, what he considered was not whether to cooperate with Adel. Cooperation with Adel is a dead end. In this prison, all difficult prisoners can be feared, and Verak has no confidence that he can escape under the opponent's hands.

  What he was really thinking about was how to delay Adel and stabilize Adel on the surface.

   "How are you thinking?" A few seconds later, Adel asked urgently as if he had been waiting for a long time.

   "Can you give me some time to think about it?" Verak planned to go back and discuss it with Keating first. He couldn't handle Adel by himself.

"how long."

"one day."

Adel shook his head and did not accept Veraker's proposal: "What you say now, and what I can give you, are all better than Lecter at a glance. In this case, you still have to think about it, which means that Lecter still promised I don't know, but it must be a better condition than what I just proposed."

   "No." Veraker was taken aback, and decisively denied, "I just think it was too sudden, and I feel that there seems to be something wrong between you."

  Adel raised his eyebrows.

"You are very powerful, but Lecter is not simple either. His father is the Minister of Justice of Bracey." Veraker's mind was spinning rapidly, concealing his real thoughts, "Now you and him have different opinions and want to be with him. I cooperate, and I can't just listen to you, it shouldn't be too much to set aside a little time for thinking, right?"

   "Not too much." In Adel's eyes, Veraker's current performance is like a leader who can lead the rebellious party and the government to confront. "I can give you half a day and give me an answer at night."

   Evening is enough for Verak to go back and discuss a solution with Keating, and Verak agreed: "Yes, I will see you again at night."

   "Let's go out." Adel focused his eyes on the ashtray, thinking.

  Verak got up and went out, followed the guards and left.

  He passed the deputy warden's office when the door opened and he glanced back to see Lecter opening the door and standing in the doorway looking at him.

  The two cast indescribable glances at each other.

   A second later, Verak strode away.

   Lecter didn't come back to his senses until he couldn't see Verak's back. He moved his neck, and his body seemed to be filled with anger and killing intent, which was about to explode.

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  Daimansi Prison, Basement 1, Cell 208.

   After going back, Verak found that his back was covered with cold sweat. In Adel's view, the conversation just now was like an ordinary chat, but for Verak, every sentence affected his escape plan, and it also affected his life.

   "What did he ask you?" Keating saw that Veraker was in an abnormal mood as soon as he entered the door, and felt faintly uncomfortable.

   "Give me a little time, let me stroke it." Verak sat on the bed, closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

  The conversation between him and Adel was not long, but the content was quite complicated.

   After clarifying every sentence of the dialogue and the intention behind it, Verak let out a foul breath, and told Keating without hiding his worry.

   "Things are more complicated than we imagined." The development of things is also beyond Keating's expectations.

   "I tried my best to buy half a day to discuss with you what to do next." Verak felt exhausted, "Adel is really difficult...I feel like I can't hide anything from him."

   "Next..." Keating paused for a long time, "Wait for Lecter."

   "Adel should not let Lecter see me at this juncture." Verac said.

   Keating took a deeper look: "Adel doesn't allow Lecter to see you, it's equivalent to tearing up their face. If they tear up their face, they won't give you half a day to think about it."

"Then we can only wait for Lecter to come to me." Verak leaned against the wall, "He saw me, indicating that there is still room for resolution. If he doesn't see me, he probably has nothing to do. We can only cooperate with Adel , then we need to think about how to escape from prison by cooperating with Adel."

   "There will always be a solution." In the face of unprecedented difficulties, Keating still kept smiling, "Think hard."

  Villac has dealt with all kinds of people in Laizein, but it is the first one like Warden Adel: "I... this person is really difficult to deal with..."

  (end of this chapter)