Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 163 Running to Freedom (Part 2)

  If Lecter hadn't been appeased, that lunatic might have done something at this last moment. Verak could only pray that everything would not develop towards the worst possibility, and give him a little more time.

   Possibly, half an hour is enough.

   In half an hour, the dispute involving thousands of people will end.

   It's just that without Keating and Dawn by his side, he was a little bit embarrassed. Because next, what he has to face alone is the key to the whole escape plan. It is all up to him to find the right time. When the prisoners just leave the square and when the two groups of prison guards just change shifts at the sentry post, they start a riot and sound the horn of escape. .

  What if it fails?

  How does he face more than two thousand people who regard him as hope?

  Listening to the chatter of the prison guards on the sentry post, Veraker's mood gradually became heavy. Without a smile on his face, he looked around aimlessly, but met a pair of fiery eyes.

   There are countless eyes like this in the prison.

   It's all because of me.

  Verak, who was still deeply disturbed just now, was greatly touched. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, re-strengthening his heart.

   "Get up! Get back to work!"

  The whistle sounded.

   It was ten o'clock, and the release of the first batch of prisoners was over.

  Verak, who was under tremendous pressure, stood up with a group of prisoners and began to walk towards the exit of the square.

  The prison guards on the sentry post are also more energetic, and when the replacement prison guard arrives, they are ready to go back and have a good rest.

  Boom!

  Boom!

  Boom!

  Verak went to rest at the place farthest from the exit before the whistle blew. At this time, he was walking at the back of the crowd, feeling his heart beating his soul constantly.

  As the back of the house and the backbone of the square, he will be responsible for sounding the horn to start the escape plan.

  He was quite aware of the key and arduousness of this task, so his heart beat faster, his palms were sweating, and every step he took was extremely heavy.

  As the prisoners went out, the five doors leading directly from the square to the work area opened one after another.

One minute.

   Two minutes.

three minutes.

   Four minutes.

five minutes.

  The prisoners pulled up a long line, and the ones who walked in the front had already returned to the work area. At the same time, the prison guards who were in charge of changing shifts also boarded the sentry post and began to hand over the work.

   "Can you hurry up." Verak urged the prisoners in front.

   It may be because they were too nervous. The prisoners walked a little slowly today. After Verak said this, they sped up their pace.

  After the prison guards on the sentry post changed shifts, and when the prison guards in charge of supervising the release of the first batch of prisoners were about to leave, Verak struggled to time it and walked out of the gate of the square as the last prisoner.

   Time seemed to stand still as he passed the four prison guards in front of the plaza gate.

  At this moment, every second passed extremely slowly.

  The painstaking efforts of the past two months, and everyone's hopes, are now under pressure.

  Success is freedom.

  Verak slowed down, mobilized all the strength in his body, and when he turned around and rushed towards the prison guard, he let out a thrilling roar: "Go!! Ah!!!"

   "Go!!"

"superior!!"

  After Verak yelled, other key members also yelled out one after another, spreading the sound forward quickly, and arrived at the work area in a short time.

Dawn, who had already paid 200% attention when the first batch of prisoners started to walk into the work area, heard the voice of "Go!", and directly broke off a steel pipe on the production line , and swung towards the prison guard who was supervising them nearby: "Come to me!"

"I'll fight too!" Rose deeply regretted that he was not assigned to fight side by side with Veraker among the first batch of prisoners. As Veraker described, he lunged at the nearest prison guard.

   But before he could pass, other vicious prisoners around him knocked down the prison guard to the ground before him.

   Immediately afterwards, one prison guard after another was surrounded by prisoners scrambling to besiege before he had time to pass, and was engulfed in the wave of prison uniforms.

   During this period of time, Roston, who had a huge psychological struggle to escape from prison and kill people, felt at a loss.

  —

   Basement floor, interrogation room.

  Because Keating's legs were disabled, Lecter didn't bother to put handcuffs and anklets on him, but just dragged him to the interrogation chair and sat down: "I think we need to have a good talk."

   "What are you talking about?" Keating looked at Lecter with a smile.

"Gold." Lecter said with a cold face, "What's the point of you dragging it? There is a lot of gold, but you can't spend it if you are locked here until you die. It's better to say it, at least you can get a freedom .”

   "There's no need to talk about it." Keating shook his head.

  Lecter was about to speak when there was a knock on the door in the interrogation room, and Adel shouted from outside: "Lecter, open the door."

   "Nothing to talk about?" Lecter asked.

   "Yes." Keating said.

   "Lecter! Open the door! That's Keating! If something happens to him, your father won't be able to protect you!" Seeing that Lecter didn't respond, Adel raised the volume outside, worried that Lecter would do something beyond his control.

   "Do you think I dare not touch you?" Lecter walked towards the torture rack, "I haven't been here for a long time, and you may feel a little uncomfortable because of the hands later, don't mind."

   Keating turned his head to watch Lecter choose the torture tool.

When he was first imprisoned, he had also experienced torture as severe as Veraker. At that time, because he was not letting go, and he could not be executed directly because he was carrying a huge secret, Adel had to arrange him specially. , trying to use time to wear down his will.

   So until now.

   "Open the door! Lecter!" There was a violent knock on the door of the interrogation room.

"I don't want to go this far either, why bother, right..." Lecter picked up a simple and rough dagger and returned to Keating, "You tell me the gold and I will give you freedom, and I can even give you another A sum of money will make you more comfortable for the rest of your life, how good is this choice?"

   "It's not bad." Keating said.

   Lecter pressed the back of the short knife against Keating's neck: "Why do I feel that you are as annoying as Chris? You both speak in the same way. The two of you are more and more alike, like carved out of the same mold."

   "Yes." Keating showed no fear.

"Do you really think that I dare not touch you..." Lecter withdrew his dagger, "The big deal is that I don't bother to be a **** warden, and I won't stay in Daymans Prison anymore. I'll kill you before I leave, Pushing it on Adel’s head sounds like fun, but the pleasure is relatively short.”

   Keating didn't speak this time.

   "Open the door! Lecter! Don't do anything stupid!" Adel began to try to shoot the lock cylinder with a gun.

   "How is it?" Lecter ignored Adel. After the depression accumulated during this period, he became even more perverted and crazy, with a ferocious and terrifying smile wantonly changing on his face.

   Keating closed his eyes and listened carefully to the movement outside.

   "Did you decide to bite the bullet?" Lecter regarded Keating's behavior as a statement of non-response, lit up the dagger again, and stabbed at Keating at the moment when the pleasure controlled the brain.

  —

  For a while, the prison was full of voices and gunshots on the first floor.

  Verak quickly threw a prison guard down, and the other prisoners also turned around, killing the other three prison guards.

"boom!"

"boom!"

  Two gunshots rang out one after another, and the prison guard shot a prisoner in the abdomen with one shot, and the other shot missed.

   After the wounded inmate collapsed to the ground, more inmates lunged at the guards, overpowering them before they could fire a third shot.

  Verak didn't care about looking at the surrounding situation, and his fists slammed like raindrops on the prison guard's face that he threw down. Six or seven consecutive punches directly knocked the prison guard unconscious.

   "Quickly close the door! Lock the door! Quickly! Quickly!" After finishing off the prison guards, Verak called the prisoners to close the door.

   Actually, it doesn’t need to be said by him, these were planned long ago. When some prisoners were fighting with the prison guards, some prisoners had already controlled the gate and locked it.

  Everything happened within ten seconds.

  The door was successfully closed to block the entry of more than 60 prison guards in the square. Verak heaved a sigh of relief. He handed over the gun of the prison guard under him to the prisoner who knew how to use it, and then led them to another door.

  The prison guards had no idea that the prisoners would riot at this juncture, and they cooperated so tacitly, so they were beaten back steadily. In addition, because the riots in various places were carried out almost at the same time, they had no way of defending step by step according to the previous regulations. Therefore, it took only a minute for Verak to lead people to control the five gates.

  The first stage of the prison escape was completed. Verac didn't have time to manage Dawn in the work area and the backbone of the breakthrough at the exit. He immediately went to support his companions rushing up to the second floor with more than a dozen prisoners with guns.

  Currently their biggest crisis comes from the second floor.

  There are more than 150 prison guards resting on the second floor. Verak and others must deal with these prison guards before they feel abnormal and break away from the rest to rearm them, otherwise they will face a catastrophe.

When Verak reached the second floor, what caught his eyes was the scuffle between the prisoners and the prison guards—at the beginning of the riot, a group of backbones rushed up with the prisoners from the fifth route, and now they have effectively restrained the prison guards them.

   More than a dozen gunmen who came up with Verak rushed out from behind him, and began to assist the first companions to harvest the prison guards who were resting.

  Verak thought of something, picked up a baton and rushed all the way to the door of Lecter's office, pushed the door open and found no one there, then broke into Adel's office next door.

   "Damn it..." Adel and Lecter were not there, and Verak felt tense.

  There are no figures on the first floor or the second floor, so these two people can only be on the first floor, and Keating is the only one worthy of the two of them personally going to the first floor!

   Keating is in danger!

  The prisoners on the second floor had already gained the upper hand, and Veraker had no intention of staying to secure the victory. He flew all the way down and bumped into Dawn who was about to go up.

   "You—" Verak said with concern when he saw Dawn bandaging the wound wrapped around his arm with a prison uniform.

   "It's okay." Dawn held the gun in one hand and looked towards the exit of the prison.

   They mastered three of the seven doors at the exit of the prison. Starting from the fourth door, the prison guards blocked the passage in time, making them trapped and unable to get out.

  The backbone of the prisoners also immediately locked the door they had the closest to the exit, which in turn blocked the prison guards outside.

   "How is it up there?" Dawn asked.

"It's basically fine, but I haven't seen Lecter and Adel, they are probably on the negative floor!" Verak told Dawn his guess, "I guess they are going to Keating Already!"

  Dawn immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and rushed towards the first floor with a gun in his hand: "Let's go!"

  Verak followed closely behind, leading a group of people down to the negative floor.

"boom!"

   When Veraker and Dawn just went down and rushed towards cell 208, a bullet passed their cheeks in the distance.

   "Hide!" Dawn roared, raised the gun with one hand, and fired in the direction of the interrogation room.

   "Not in 208! In the interrogation room!" Verak leaned against the wall and saw more than a dozen prison guards standing in the interrogation room at the end of the corridor from a distance, the tallest of which was the warden Adel.

   "Squeeze it over bit by bit!" Dawn led the gun-toting prisoners to suppress the prison guards led by Adel.

  Villac didn't know where Keating was, and shouted anxiously: "Don't hurt Keating!"

   "Be careful when you shoot!" Dawn rushed to the front, reminding the prisoners not to accidentally injure Keating.

  In front of the interrogation room, which was 100 meters away, more than a dozen prison guards were standing guard. They didn't know why so many prisoners with guns poured out, but this situation already showed one point—the prisoners broke out in the largest riot in history!

   "Lecter!" Adel held the gun in one hand, and patted the iron door of the interrogation room with the other, "The prisoners have escaped from prison, so if you don't want to die under random gunfire, just open the door!"

   There is still no response.

   "Director, what should we do?" A prison guard was so trembling that he couldn't hold the gun.

  He hadn't seen this battle before, fifty or sixty armed prisoners were overwhelmingly advancing towards them. If you can get fifty or sixty guns, what will happen above! Could it be that nearly three hundred prison guards are gone? !

  Adel also felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He kept banging on the door of the interrogation room: "Occupy a favorable position and hold the prisoner!"

   "Yes!" The prison guards bit the bullet and exchanged fire with the prisoners.

   "Adel!" Just as the situation was at a stalemate, Verak called Adel by his name and asked the prisoners to temporarily stop shooting.

   "Cease fire." Hearing the call, Adel also ordered the prison guards to stop, and then looked at Verak who was slowly approaching them in the corridor.

"Don't be stubborn! We have already controlled the entire prison!" Verak tried to persuade him to surrender, which would reduce casualties and ensure Keating's safety. "As long as you put down your weapons and walk over with your hands up, I can let you go." Life!"

  Adel looked at Veraker, realized something after a quick association, and said in a deep voice, "You and Keating are in the same group?!"

   "That's right! Everything is within our plan! Put down your weapons quickly! It's good for you and me!" Verak was eager to save people.

   "Lecter! Come out!" Adel slammed on the door of the interrogation room, but Lecter still ignored him, his face was ashen, staring at Veraker, "You crazy..."

   "The warden..." Some prison guards expressed their feelings.

   "You're going to kill us..." Adel turned his head to look at the closed door of the interrogation room, and slammed his fist on the door.

  Even he didn't take Verak too much in his heart, and recently devoted almost all his energy to the internal struggle with Lecter. Who would have thought that their infighting was part of Verak's escape plan.

  Faced with the meticulous plan arranged by him and all the prisoners, Adel had to face up to the facts.

  With unexpected morale and incredible cooperation, the prisoners defeated the prison guards and completed the control of Daimans, a prison that was dubbed as strong as a diamond.

   Soon, Adel took the lead to put down his weapon, and led the prison guards to raise their hands and walked towards the prisoners. After making sure there were no traps, Dawn took him and the prison guards into a nearby cell.

   "Where's Lecter?!" Seeing that only Adel was there, and there were no Lecter and Keating, Verak felt bad.

  Adel stood in front of the cell door, frowning: "He is interrogating Keating inside, no one will open—"

   Before Adel could finish speaking, Verak ran towards the interrogation room.

  Just hearing the words 'interrogation of Keating', Veraker didn't dare to continue thinking about it. If that lunatic Lecter really used torture, how could Yi Keting's physical condition hold up!

   "Lecter! Open the door!" He rushed to the door of the interrogation room and yelled inside, "If you dare to touch Keating with a finger, I will make you pay a hundred times and ten thousand times the price!"

  Dawn led people around the door of the interrogation room: "The keys are in Lecter's hands. If he doesn't open the door, we can only find a way to force the door!"

   "Lecter! Open the door! Now the entire prison is under our control! Don't try to deal with us!" Verak continued to roar, "Teacher! Can you hear?!"

  Verak's eyes were bloodshot.

   Keating has unknowingly become a very important person in his life. He is not only a friend, but also a teacher and a father.

  They once dreamed of what to do after leaving the prison. It was also because of Keating that Veraker had the courage to face the Equality Society again.

   "Teacher! Can you hear me?!" Verak didn't want to lose another important person.

  He slapped the door of the interrogation room harder and harder, but his heart sank more and more.

  Everyone knows that the possibility of Keating surviving Lecter's torture is very slim.

"boom!"

  Suddenly, there was the sound of the interrogation room door being pulled out, and then the door was pulled open from the inside.

  Verak looked at the person who opened the door, and froze in place with his mouth wide open.

   Keating saw a lot of blood stained on his body. He opened the door with a tired face and stood in front of Veraker, panting heavily and showing a familiar smile!

  Behind him, Lecter sat on the interrogation chair with an unbelievable expression on his face, his neck was wiped, and blood flowed down his body to form a pool of blood.

   "You..." Verak lowered his head, seeing Keating's legs stand up, and his brain was stunned.

   "Sorry, kid." Keating put one arm on Verak's shoulder to support his weak body, "This is my last secret."

   A total of 10,000 words (although it was finished in the early morning, but this does not affect the normal update today), which is equivalent to adding three updates, making up the additions of the two leaders, and making up the addition of a one-month ticket. At present, the monthly ticket is 700+, that is, two chapters are still owed, see you in the new volume! Finally, ask for another wave of monthly tickets!

  (end of this chapter)