Roger was lifted and slipped into a box like a dead dog.

There was yellow powder everywhere in the box, and there was a choking smell that made him want to sneeze, but his mouth was blocked and he couldn't sneeze. He was so uncomfortable that he died.

He felt the box being lifted, walked for a while, and then put down again. Then there were regular vibrations, and he knew that he was being lifted onto the carriage.

The carriage walked for a while, stopped, the box was opened, and he was carried out by two guards.

He turned around and looked. This was a valley and he couldn't see the town.

He saw a row of prison cars in front of him, all of which were empty. The guards untied him and put him into the first prison car.

He moved his hands and feet and saw a guard reporting to Heller: "Sir, Aulus didn't bring anyone with him this time."

"I understand this." Heller waved his hand, and the whole team began to move.

The prison car bumped along the mountain road, and the team walked on a less traveled path. The surrounding mountains looked the same to Roger, and he once again lost his direction.

He was used to it. He was lying in the prison car and laughing at himself: At least he was very decent. Qin Shihuang only had a few auxiliary cars. Look at the empty cars behind me.

Roger smiled bitterly and looked at the blue sky. He felt so sad and had bad luck one after another.

He was very regretful. He could have left. He was free when he was in the town. If he had been more decisive and left after recovering from his illness, he would have left along the main road to Palermo. The two old men in the inn could not have stopped him.

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Roger thought, why did he end up in this situation again, and who is to blame?

Do you blame Aulus, the bandit leader? I had no enmity with him, but he caught me twice. It was really hateful.

A figure appeared in Roger's mind uninvited, wearing a three-piece black suit and a gray felt hat with a dent in the middle.

The gray felt hat sat lazily on the sofa, shaking a glass of brandy in his hand: Don't hate your enemies, that will affect your judgment.

Roger closed his eyes. He had to find out the reason. He began to analyze:

There is a problem between the innkeeper and the aunt, but it has been known for a long time.

He first learned from Aura that Aura and the inn aunt knew each other.

After they entered the town, the boss gave the two penniless people a room to live in and provided them with food.

After Ola became ill, the aunt took great care of Ola, even not caring about the affairs of the inn.

This is beyond the level of "knowing", but it can also be explained by the fact that the boss and the aunt are both warm-hearted and good people.

But even though the inn was full, he still reserved a room for the two of them. He was still too busy with the inn's affairs and had to take care of Aura first.

This cannot be explained by the phrase "warm-hearted and good people". Obviously, their relationship is extraordinary.

The gray felt hat in Roger's mind was sipping brandy and looking at Roger with a half-smile: If you think I don't know the truth, you're insulting my intelligence.

Roger thought, so Aura lied to me?

Yes, he thought, Ola did say one thing wrong: why was her hunting dog uncle in town?

Ora said the hounds followed her tracks to find her.

Actually no, he is here to connect.

Why did Ola mislead me?

If she hadn't misled him, he would have been alert when he saw the body of the hunting dog.

It's all her fault. It's all her fault that I'm in this situation!

Roger felt a surge of anger in his heart. He seemed to have found the reason. If he hadn't been imprisoned, he really wanted to run back immediately and question Aura face to face: Why?!

The prison van was still moving forward, and Roger slowly calmed down.

He was ashamed, he couldn't believe that just now he was questioning Aura's friendship.

Aura was willing to secretly release the captive despite her father's anger for the sake of unrelated people, and she was willing to risk her own life to save him.

Aura is a person who can help others wholeheartedly without expecting anything in return, so she believes that others will do the same to her, so she has no doubt about Auntie's warm-heartedness.

She probably didn't know that the inn was a secret contact point for bandits.

As for why the hunting dogs were in the town, as she said, she made assumptions based on past experiences. Her experience and experience led her to make wrong judgments.

Roger thought that Ola had made a mistake in judgment. This was a normal thing and everyone makes mistakes.

If others don't make mistakes, then wouldn't I be the stupidest person in the world?

He thought that Aura must not have misled him on purpose.

The gray felt hat in Roger's mind holds the cup between his knees with both hands, leaning forward with a sincere expression on his face: I believe in friendship.

Yes, Roger thought, I believe in friendship too.

Therefore, the problem is already obvious and it is my fault.

Roger thought, his life experience and knowledge were much higher than Aura, why didn't he discover these obvious problems, why was he so easily affected by Aura's wrong judgment, and why did he believe it so easily?

He remembered a story:

"After the end of World War II, the Royal Air Force counted the number of fighter planes that crashed and the pilots who died during the war, as well as the causes and locations of the crashes.

As a result, most lives are lost due to pilot errors, and the most frequent time for accidents is a few minutes before landing after returning from a mission.

Psychologists say that this is a typical psychological phenomenon. After high tension, once the external stimulation disappears, the human psychology will have an almost irrepressible tendency to relax.

The pilot's brain was extremely excited during the battle. On the way back, the pilot became more and more relaxed. When he finally saw the familiar base and his plane was getting closer to the runway, he suddenly felt a sense of security.

However, it is precisely this moment of relaxation that leads to disaster. Therefore, people call this state: false security."

Roger lamented the "false security". He just thought he was safe, so he relaxed his vigilance and didn't pay attention to all kinds of obviously unreasonable things. That's why he ended up in the current situation. He really can't be careless for a moment.

The gray felt hat in Roger's mind seemed drunk, saying to himself: I have spent my whole life trying not to be very careless. Women and children can be careless, but men cannot.

The gray felt hat faded out of his mind, and Roger felt melancholy. He hadn't said goodbye to Aura yet, and he wondered if she would be sad because she didn't see him when she woke up.

Then he thought that Aulus would make up an excuse, for example, that he left her and went away, as all heartbroken people do.

In other words, he went with the caravan. In order to pursue his own career and future, many men will do this.

He thought Aura would believe it.

Roger looked at the Jews at the front of the team, and he remembered two sentences often said by Israelis in later generations: "zeymayesh" (that's how it is) and "ye-heyebesedr" (everything will be fine).
Chapter completed!