Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 244 Solving Gold

  After restrained venting, Verak raised his head, still resolute: "Continue to discuss business, teacher, how long will it take for your funds, manpower, and channels to be fully prepared?"

   "A week or so."

"One week..." Verak calculated the progress on his side. One week is enough time for the three gangs to meet again to finalize the details of the plan. "I don't care if I can change their plan within a week, things will be fine." Settle down."

   "Then make an official move in a week, and go to Quinn's Tavern to talk to Xin and the others about the purchase." Keating said.

  Verak has no objection, they will be ready by then, there is no need to wait any longer: "Have you been staring at them during this time?"

Keating didn't nod or shake his head: "I've been busy contacting the substation of the Richey Federation these days, so I didn't pay much attention to the Quinn Tavern. But at least during the time I was watching, I didn't find anything about Xin. action."

   "Then are you in any trouble here?" After the important information was exchanged, Veraker didn't bother to ask about Keating's personal situation. He was worried that the elderly Keating would not be able to handle so many things.

   "No trouble, everything is going well, don't worry about me." Keating couldn't hide the tiredness in his eyes, but he still smiled to let Verak feel relieved.

"Sorry, teacher." Veraker noticed Keating's bloodshot eyes and the exhaustion that could not be concealed, "I came to disturb you at such a late hour, and the matter is not particularly urgent. It would be perfectly fine tomorrow morning." of…"

   "What are you talking about, you are still so polite to me." Keating filled the cup in front of Veraker with hot water again, "I am not happy that you have to wait until tomorrow for such an important matter."

  Verak smiled and said apologetically, "But whether I disturb you or not, a week later, around February 7th or 8th, I still have to come to you at night."

"Anytime is fine. You have to be cautious and not run over in broad daylight, I understand that." Keating said, "I think my side is basically ready on February 7th and 8th, so it's just right for you to come. "

   "Hmm." Verak drank up the hot water that Keating poured for him. "By the way, I'm looking for the Theory of Equality, the Internationale, and the Women's Declaration. Just get a copy from us."

"I'll get it for you." Keating went to the side and opened the suitcase, and took out the "Equality", "Internationale", and "Women's Declaration" they brought, "If Monroe asks where you found it , how do you answer?"

  Villac put the book away: "Don't worry, just find any reason."

   "No one can speak better than you in this regard."

   "Haha..." Verak opened his mouth and smiled heartily.

   "Go back and be careful." Keating looked at Verak with a smile and warned.

   "You too." Verac laughed and told Keating.

  —

  It was three o'clock in the morning when I returned to the hotel where I was staying. Verak put the book on the table, washed up briefly, and then fell asleep, sleeping until noon the next day.

   It has been a whole day since Monroe started to clean up the inside of the Sea Rat Gang.

  Villac didn't know if he had finished solving the miscellaneous things during this period of time. Anyway, he had settled the book, so he didn't stay in the city for too long, and rushed back to Manchester City after lunch.

   "Verak? You found it so soon?" In Mink's Tavern, Monroe warmly greeted Verak who had left for a day to sit down.

   "Well, it's not as hard to find as I imagined, as long as the money is in place, you can get it." Verac put "Equality", "Internationale", and "Women's Manifesto" on the wine table, "These are the three books."

   "Where did you find it?" Monroe picked up "Theory of Equality" and read it.

  Verak observed the changes around him: "The bookstore."

   "Bookstore? Don't bookstores dare to sell this?" Monroe knew more or less what was inside.

   "But they have channels." Verak pointed to the book, "It cost two thousand gallons."

   "So expensive?" Munro casually glanced at "Equality", then picked up the "Women's Declaration" and finally picked up the most frivolous and concise "Internationale".

   After he looked around, Verak asked expectantly: "How is it?"

"This theory of equality is too complicated, I can't understand it. This women's manifesto is absurd, and it mentions some irrelevant things... The Internationale is a bit interesting, full of emotions, and the meaning is very clear. It is the same as my idea, and we must fight resolutely. .” Monroe commented on these subversive works that are crucial to guiding the new world one by one, “This…is useless, I will definitely fight.”

"Snapped."

   Monroe throws the book back on the table.

   "Is this the end?" Verak was taken aback.

   "Yeah." Monroe was smoking a cigarette and stretching his neck while holding a wine glass.

  Verak looked at the books on the table whose value was not seen by Monroe at all: "You didn't even look carefully."

   "I've been looking at it very carefully. If you didn't say that it cost two thousand gallons for this little thing, I wouldn't even pay attention to it."

"Didn't you say that you want equality? These things will give you the answer." Verack didn't understand the equality that Monroe said and what he was pursuing. How could people who really pursued equality not see these things? The charm and value of things.

"I want equality. Isn't what we suffer in Dunman now equal to inequality? Isn't it oppression? So we have to fight and let the government stop oppressing us. The ins and outs of the whole thing are as simple as that, no problem, right? Monroe shrugged, "You're a bit weird today. You're too interested in these books, and you haven't even asked about the situation in the gang. This is not in line with your style of conduct."

  Villac, disillusioned with Monroe, did not argue.

  At first, he thought that Monroe was the same kind of person as them, and books such as "Theory of Equality" would help him wake up, deepen his understanding of equality, and then know how to change.

   But he was wrong. Monroe's so-called equality is one-sided, subjective, and closed. He only asked others to treat him equally, and never thought about whether he needed to treat others equally.

   Rather than saying that he is fighting against the Dunman government for equality, it is better to say that he is maintaining his own privileges.

   This is nothing more than a battle between vested interests.

   "Do you still need to ask? Seeing that you are so comfortable and unhurried, it must be settled." Verak concealed his chills, "One day is clean enough."

   "It's okay, a group of people have been disposed of, and a group of people have been promoted." Monroe said.

  Verak nodded and said: "I was observing when I came in, but I'm not very familiar with it at all. Whoever likes to walk will like to rise."

   "There is a lot of resentment, haha." Monroe thought that Veraker was dissatisfied with not promoting him, "I have seen your ability, but you must be given a chance to show off, so that you can convince the public."

   "What do you want me to do?"

"When you fight with the government, you can do what you have. When the time comes to show your ability, I will definitely promote you." Monroe patted an empty seat next to him, "The Sea Rat Gang let me manage it alone. I can't handle it either."

   Watching Monroe seduce himself with the second-in-command position of the Sea Rat Gang, Verac obediently took the bait, pretending to be sure: "Wait."

   "Okay, I'll wait." After appeasing Veraker, Monroe drank leisurely.

   "When is the second meeting?" Verak put the book away solemnly.

   "The day after tomorrow."

"Will you still use me?" The last time Veraker went, it was mainly because Monroe wanted to use him to get rid of Fisher. Now that Fisher is dead, Monroe hinted that he is far from being the second in command of the Sea Rat Gang. , then he seems to have no need to go.

  As expected by Veraker, Monroe decided to keep him in Manchester City after thinking about it for a while.

  —

   Two days later, February 3rd.

  Monroe found another driver to drive, as usual, set off at nine o'clock, and rushed to the gang's territory.

  After he came back, he didn't disclose the specific content of the meeting to Veraker. He only said that it was basically settled, and he could only make a move when all parties were ready and the time was more mature.

   Facing Monroe's vigilance, Veraker had nothing to do. It would be abnormal for a boss like Monroe to trust a newcomer unconditionally and reveal matters related to the survival of the three parties.

   In the next few days, Veraker did nothing, but drank with the Sea Rat Gang to get in touch with them, further reducing their defenses against him, trying to integrate into the Sea Rat Gang as much as possible, and get more information.

   Time flies, and it is the night of February 7th.

That night, when Verac was drinking with a group of Sea Rat Gang members, he deliberately said that he was not feeling well, so he went back to the hotel to rest after not drinking much. After midnight, there were almost no pedestrians on the cold street. The way to meet Monroe secretly, he opened the window and left Manchester City. In a certain street, he met the coachman who paid a lot of money to meet him here early this morning, and returned to the city in a carriage.

  Because he said hello this time, Keating didn't fall asleep at night and waited for Verak to come over.

   "Dong dong dong." As soon as Verak came to the hotel and knocked on the door, the door opened.

   "I heard your footsteps, come in quickly." Keating, who was at the door, pulled Vera in and closed the door.

   "These two..." After Verak entered, he found a man and a woman who looked a little familiar standing in the room.

Keating walked to the middle of the living room and made an introduction: "This is Verac, you should all know him well. These two are Sarah, Yves, the people sent by the Richet Federal Branch to assist us, and they are also The head of the Dunman substation in the future."

   "Hello." Verak stepped forward to shake hands with the two.

  Sara and Yves are gentle people, but Verac can feel their strength when shaking hands with them, which shows that the two are not intellectual youths who can only talk.

   "Don't you know us?" Sara asked with a smile in her ponytail.

  Verak racked his brains and smiled apologetically at the same time: "I think you guys look familiar, I should have seen it somewhere..."

"The last time we met was less than half a year ago." Sara talked about their intersection, "At that time we had thirty-eight reserve backbones, and we were going to set up sub-stations in eleven cities at home and abroad. Before you leave, please tell us Lesson."

   "That's when..." Verak finally remembered.

  When he was still disguised as Chris, he was entrusted by Boyne to give a lecture on "Equality" to dozens of comrades who were going to set up a sub-station.

  The two in front of them were among the thirty-eight people at that time.

   "I didn't expect it to be so long." Eve, who was beside Sarah, followed.

   "Yeah, it looks like you guys are doing a good job at the Riches Federal Branch." Verac felt a little embarrassed. At the beginning, he still pretended to be Chris giving lectures, trying to take money and run away.

Sarah, who is a woman, has stronger observation skills. She noticed that Veraker was a little unnatural, and guessed that it was probably because of deceiving them, so she took the initiative to help relieve the embarrassment: "I am happy for you, you finally did it back. I myself have truly joined the Equality Association."

   "Thank you, thank you." Verak was especially grateful that everyone didn't hold any grudges and was willing to accept him.

   "Sit down and talk." Keating, who heard the greetings from both sides, asked everyone to sit down, "Verak, let me tell you about your situation first."

"Okay." Talking about the business, Verac immediately recovered, "Monroe's side is not going well, he doesn't really pursue equality, but just wants to maintain his own privileges, so he doesn't think much about the equality theory I brought up. In addition, he is still very wary of me. This time without a suitable reason, he didn't take me to the meeting, and he didn't tell me anything when he came back. He just said that everything is ready and he will start to act when the time is more mature. .”

   Keating sighed regretfully: "If you change the status quo of the oppression of the Dunman people, you can't hope to unite with them."

   "Well, first solve the gold problem, and then look at Dunman's affairs." Verak was still a little lost when he talked about it.

  He thought it would be a good opportunity.

   "This time we brought over thirty people and sufficient funds in the name of a caravan." Sarah said, "As long as you take down the Quinn Tavern, we can start transporting gold and leave immediately."

   "Are they all Breci?" Verak asked.

"Yes."

  Verak smiled a little: "That's good, our backup plan is to contact Boss Xin in the name of the Sea Rat Gang, so it's best not to miss anything in terms of manpower."

   "Is there anything else that needs to be done now?" Ive, who was in charge of manpower scheduling, looked at Verak.

   "No more." Verak took a deep breath, "Everyone is ready, and tomorrow I will go to Quinn Tavern to find Boss Xin to solve the gold matter."

   Keating said: "Then you just stay here at night?"

  Verak shook his head: "I'm afraid this side is not ready, so I haven't found a reason to come out, and I have to go back later."

   "Then what time will you be here tomorrow?"

   "After nine o'clock in the morning."

   "Then we will wait for you then."

   "Yes." Verak stood up, "Then I'll go back."

   Keating poured hot water for Veraker: "Drink to warm up."

  Verak, who was neither thirsty nor cold, waited patiently for Keating to pour the water, and said goodbye to the three after drinking: "See you tomorrow."

  (end of this chapter)