Oral Bay is the largest bay in the world. It is located in the southern part of the Republic of Bresi. After sailing out of the bay, ships can directly reach the United States of Dunman in the east where the civil war is breaking out. Sailing westward, you can see the Bash Empire, which has the most extensive territory.
long coastline.
At this time, on the endless sparkling sea, a motorboat approached Damans Island and slowly docked at the island's simple pier.
A group of prison guards lined up in front of the dock with guns in hand. After the ship was parked, they boarded the ship and together with the sailors on the ship and the prison guards, escorted more than 20 criminals from the cabin.
Verak is among them.
This was the first time he wore handcuffs and anklets. They were very heavy. In addition to being seasick, he vomited all over the cabin. Now his physical condition is quite bad, and he feels like he is dragging his legs when he walks.
Move forward.
The sky was clear today. Verak was dizzy and almost vomiting bile. He still felt a strong sense of nausea. He struggled to raise his arms to block the light and make his eyes feel better.
"Everyone, go faster!" the prison guard urged.
Verak squinted his eyes and looked along the extension of a dirt road overgrown with weeds on both sides outside the dock. The dirt road led to a huge fortress-like building in the center of the island. The building was surrounded by tight black walls.
It was full of chilling atmosphere.
That should be Dymans Prison.
Verak thought to himself, and then he and the other criminals were roughly pushed off the boat and lined up on the dock.
"Deputy Warden, please take a look." The captain presented the list of goods and personnel transported this time to Lecter, who was standing on the dock bathing in the sun with a look of enjoyment.
Lecter took the two lists, glanced at the supply list briefly, then took it out and patted the chest of the prison guard next to him: "Go and take inventory."
The prison guard quickly covered the supply list and led the people to board the boat at a trot.
Lecter stretched and walked straight to the prisoners who were taken off the boat and stood in two rows waiting for arrangements: "That's all this month..."
Some of the criminals lowered their heads and some looked at Lecter.
Verak stood in the last row, his messy hair covering his eyebrows. He vaguely observed Lecter, whose hair was meticulously combed and who looked extremely arrogant, from the gap between the two criminals in front.
Lecter looked at the list of criminals, licked his lips, and muttered in a moderate voice: "Let me see if there are any interesting characters this time."
Verak suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Thomas Cleese." After only four or five seconds, Lecter put down the list, raised his head and scanned the crowd, "Get out of the queue."
Sure enough, it hit me.
As the president of the Equality Society, the son of a large financial group, and blessed by dual identities, Verak couldn't stand out even if he didn't want to.
Verak walked around to the front of the first row and stared at Lecter.
"Are you Chris?" Lecter asked, tilting his head.
"Yes." Since Verak and Boyin confessed the truth, he has no intention of pretending to be Chris anymore, but now he doesn't know the details of the man in front of him, and rashly abandons Chris's identity.
Equality in Lezein would be affected, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still agreed.
"I am also from Lezein." Lecter said with a surprised smile, "The gramophone in my office was produced by your company. What a fate."
Verak couldn't figure out what this person was doing, so he just said "hmm".
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself." Lecter's gaze moved from Verac to all the criminals, "I am Fernando Lecter, the deputy warden of this prison. Next, the second half of your life
We will spend time together with me. We still have a long, long time to deal with each other, so it is necessary to get to know each other. Now, let Chris be the first to introduce himself."
The row of gun-toting prison guards behind Lecter looked expressionless, while the other half were counting, and the people carrying the goods were not surprised by this either.
"Introduce yourself?" Verak was stunned.
Logically speaking, shouldn't he be escorted directly to prison? What's the point of introducing himself to the inmates and prison guards on the dock now?
"Let's begin." Lecter clapped his hands, looking forward to it.
Verak frowned, faced Lecter, and took a deep breath: "My name is Thomas Chris, from -"
"Be louder, and as a noble, wouldn't it be impolite to just introduce yourself to me? Everyone present will bow their heads to you in the future. Well, you can try to make the introduction while walking around in circles."
Before Luck could say much, Lecter interrupted and started to criticize.
He introduced himself to a group of incomprehensible people, and also used a funny way of talking while talking in circles. It was obvious that he wanted to embarrass Verak and make a fool of himself.
"Okay, start again!" Lecter clapped his hands again.
Verak reached out and pushed the hair away from his eyes, revealing his tired but still sharp eyes, staring at Lecter.
"Huh?" Lecter snorted with a smile when he saw that Verak didn't speak for a long time.
After another nearly four or five seconds of silence, Verak glanced at Lecter impatiently, did not turn around as he said, but still only faced him alone, and said in a deep voice: "My name is Thomas Chris, from Leizer.
because."
After giving an extremely brief introduction, Verak turned around and returned to the team.
Lecter's smile froze, and he watched Verak turn around and stand still in deathly silence.
This is the first time that Lecter has been defied by someone in the six months since he took office as deputy warden of Damans Prison. Standing behind Lecter, the prison guards who were accustomed to it also became interested. They exchanged glances with each other and said jokingly.
They all focused their attention on Verak.
The movements of the people carrying goods next to them also slowed down a lot visibly, waiting to see the show.
Verak had no intention of provoking the warden when he came here, but he didn't expect to be insulted when he came here. Fletcher's previous life that trampled on his dignity and cast a huge psychological shadow on him was still vivid in his mind.
I don't want to make the same mistake again, not to mention, even if I offend the deputy warden because of this, the already bad situation can get much worse.
"This is not Lezein." Lecter folded the list and stuffed it into his pocket. "All the power you had in Lezeine has been wiped out. I think... you may need a little adaptation.
time."
Verak said nothing.
"Bring them back. Don't rush to arrange a cell for the man named Chris. I will find a suitable one for him myself." Lecter did not get angry on the spot. Instead, he calmly turned to the prison guard and told him, and then went up.
He got into the only car on Demans Island and returned to the prison first.