Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 24 Fully equipped

  Fletcher pulled Verack off the bed: "Go to the bathroom and stay there, don't come out without my permission."

  Verak covered his face without saying a word and walked into the bathroom.

   After closing the bathroom door, Fletcher began to search every corner of the bedroom. Verak could clearly hear the sound of pulling drawers and turning over cabinets in the bathroom. His eyes were cold, staring at himself in the mirror with half of his face flushed.

   "Shua..."

  The faucet poured cold water down, he stretched out his hand, moistened it, and then put it on his face to relieve the burning pain and reduce the swelling on his face as soon as possible.

  The three slaps slapped out all the humiliation he had experienced, and even aroused the hatred and anger of Verak, who had changed his mind during this period.

   That was a devil who would trample him underfoot and push him and his best friend into the abyss.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

   "Just an old man!"

   "Just stab the knife into his chest to avenge Nord and Dempsey!"

   "Stomp him underfoot, drive him like a dog, throw him in the sewer to feed the rats!"

  After experiencing a murder, Verak began to feel that killing was something that could easily solve any problem.

   When his facial expression was about to lose control and his anger was about to swallow his reason, he took a deep breath and plunged his head into the pool that was already filled with water.

  The cold water made his head hurt a little, he opened his eyes angrily in the water, and grabbed the edge of the sink with both hands.

"endure."

   "Everything has just begun, and we can't let it go to waste."

   "It's not good for me to kill him now, wait, wait, give myself another two months."

   "Huh...huh..." Verak raised his head, and the water ran down his hair and cheeks and soaked his collar.

   Facing the mirror, his face changed from tense to pitiful at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   "Come out." After a long time, Fletcher's voice came from outside.

  Verak pushed open the bathroom door and walked out, looking at Fletcher who had turned the bedroom into a mess with puzzlement and fear: "Mr. Fletcher..."

   "Clean up the bedroom." Fletcher passed Verac into the bathroom and continued to search.

  Villac walked slowly to the desk, rearranged the books, and closed the cabinets and drawers.

  There are not many places to hide things in the bathroom. It didn't take long for Fletcher to come out. It seemed that he didn't intend to apologize or explain anything to Verac. He just ordered to go to bed early and walked out the door quickly.

  Hearing the sound of the door closing, Verak, who was making the bed with his back to the door, raised the corners of his mouth.

  The search has passed.

  Go to Julia's room tomorrow to get the file back, and the plan can officially be put on track. As long as things went well, it wouldn't even take two months for Verak to get whatever he wanted.

  Verak glanced at the clock. It was only eleven o'clock, and it was estimated that Carmine discovered the theft of the file after ten o'clock. Although no movement outside could be heard now, Verak could have guessed that the sky had turned upside down.

  Last night, Dempsey was assassinated in the mansion. The matter had not been dealt with yet. The next day, the rebel organization and the secret financial bills were stolen from the secret compartment of the study.

  The huge Thomas family mansion has become a place where the rebel organization can come and go whenever they want. Even Carmine's biggest secret stash has been searched, which undoubtedly pokes Carmine's sensitive nerves to the maximum extent.

   What's more, since several important files have been taken away, who can ensure that other materials have not been read? And if they can kill someone quietly, who can guarantee that their family will not be in danger?

  Verak could have a good night's sleep to recuperate, but for the Thomas family, it was a sleepless night.

  With Verak's suspicion ruled out, the only thing they can suspect now is the servant who comes into the study room to clean at ten o'clock every day.

  It's a pity that the servant really doesn't have any background, and they are destined to find no clues on the servant.

  Finally, I am afraid that Fletcher will also be affected.

   Things have come to this point, with no other way out, Carmine may not suspect that Fletcher is the ghost of the rebel organization, otherwise too many things cannot be explained.

   Having achieved this step, Verac, who made the Thomas family panic, gradually had greater ambitions.

  He didn't think too much about their matters, let them make a fuss like ants on a hot pot this night. As for faint plans that can become larger and more complex, take one step at a time.

  Verak stretched himself in a very comfortable way, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

  July 26, Wednesday

   It was not Fletcher who woke Veraker up in the morning, but a servant.

  When I went down to the restaurant on the first floor for dinner, Carmine and Mela were not there, only their two daughters Kellerman and Julia were there.

   Kellerman should also be an insider. He was listless after eating, and left in a hurry without taking a few bites. Julia was going to school, got up late today, and hurried to school by car after eating half of her meal.

   Only Verac was eating leisurely.

  At this time, the Thomas family and Fletcher are not there, and no one in this place knows that he is a fake Chris.

   "Help me a bottle of jurass." Veraker commanded the servant leisurely.

  The servant brought wine and poured it for Veraker. Veraker took a sip, looked around the dining room and the servants who were waiting to be dispatched at any time, with a wider smile on his face.

  This is the life he desperately wants to live, but now he can only enjoy it for a while while the Thomas family is away, pretending to be an aristocrat in a leisurely manner. If he wants to live and enjoy it truly, he still needs to work hard.

   Not immersed in this feeling for too long, Verac wiped his mouth with a napkin and went upstairs. While the servants were cleaning up the dining room, they went straight into Julia's room, took out the file from under the bed, and returned to the bedroom.

  Starting today, he can read these contents with confidence.

  Now that no one else is here, Verac didn't pretend to follow Fletcher's request to study those books that he wasn't interested in. Instead, he started browsing the files according to the three-stage task he set yesterday.

  Looking from the list, select members who are the core members of the rebel organization and have connections with their apparent identities.

   It took three or four hours to do this screening alone. Verac screened out a total of more than 200 people who more or less met the conditions.

   He needs to investigate more than two hundred people, but the workload is too large. To find the highest cost performance, he has to further screen a batch of them.

  Through different degrees of connection, different degrees of understanding.

   After transcribing the list of more than 200 members of the rebel organization in a new notebook, Verak shook his sore hand and looked at the time.

   It's almost twelve o'clock.

   It's coming soon.

  Verak thought.

  Thursday, that is, tomorrow night, Colin will invite Veraker to watch a boxing match in the underground boxing ring.

   When Verac came out with Colin last time, he was ready to recruit a reliable person in the underground boxing ring to replace himself and Colin to do business.

   But going out this time is not just that simple. The rebel organization will definitely contact him. Verak needs to make preparations before tomorrow night for an in-depth second contact.

  (end of this chapter)