When the musician heard that Verak said that he was from Lezeine, his interest was also greatly increased: "How is Lezeine now?"
This question was too broad. Verak thought for a while and answered equally broadly: "Very good... The World Exposition will be held on September 25th."
"What's the date today?" There are very few people in the prison who have the energy to remember the date. The musician has no idea about September 25th. "What's the World Expo?"
"Today is September 12th." Verak did not hear even a trace of desire in the musician's words, only full of numbness. He seemed to ask this question just because of inertia, "The World Expo...displays fine arts and traditional crafts.
, but this time the main purpose is to showcase science and technology and industrial technology.”
"What did you say?" the musician asked loudly in the noisy cell next door.
Verak raised his voice and repeated it.
"That's good." The musician sighed, "What are you doing? How did you get caught here?"
"Like you, a political prisoner who used to be a photographer." Verak said.
"I used to be a pianist."
The political aspect was tacitly ignored, even though that was the reason for the arrest.
"It's a pity that there is no piano here. Otherwise, I can hear your performance, and my life will be easier in the future. By the way, my name is Chris." Verak said.
"My name is Danny Rose. I haven't touched a piano for five years...six years...anyway, and even if I have a piano now, my hands can't play it." Ross changed the subject, "What do you think?
Are you willing to live with Keating?"
Verak raised his eyebrows. From Ross's tone, he should know Keating's secret: "I just came here and was directly arranged here by the deputy warden."
"Hurry up and find a way to change cells!" Ross advised.
"The deputy warden prohibited me from applying to change cells." Verak further confirmed that Ross knew the reason why others really didn't want to live with Keating. He glanced at Keating and saw that Keating was reading a book leisurely and didn't say anything.
When they talked about themselves, they asked calmly, "Why do we need to change cells? Isn't it nice that we don't have to work here?"
"What a fart, did you mess with Lecter? That kid is a lunatic! You are so unlucky!" Ross became upset when he mentioned the deputy warden. Because he was worried about being heard by the prison guards, he didn't
Forgot to lower my voice.
Verak asked impatiently: "Why is it so bad here?"
"Keating didn't tell you?" Ross was quite surprised. "He and Louis Ravel are close friends. Before Ravel fled, he gave him a large sum of gold planned for a comeback and asked him to be responsible for its placement.
. Later, Ravel was shot and killed by the mob on the way to Dunman. Now it is equivalent to only Keating knowing where the gold is."
Louis Ravel.
The first and last king of the Bressi Empire.
Two years ago, a revolution broke out in Leize. The people and the defected government troops jointly overthrew the old dynasty ruled by Ravel and established the Republic of Bressey.
"Ravel..." Verak didn't expect Keating to have a close relationship with Ravel, the king of the subjugated country.
"Keating refuses to give in. The government can't pry out the location where the gold is hidden, so it can only stay in this stalemate and wait for him to figure it out." Ross enthusiastically revealed all the secrets that Keating had been hiding. "
Later, Deputy Warden Lecter came and arranged a task for the prisoners who lived with Keating in a playful way. As long as anyone can find out the whereabouts of the gold, they will be freed. Otherwise, they will be tortured every day."
free……
Daily torture...
Verak's heart tightened.
"At first we all tried our best to live with Keating, but after so long, no matter what methods we used, we didn't get any useful information. But because we couldn't bear the punishment, we changed people one after another.
...So far, few people have taken the initiative to apply to live with Keating. They are all forced to move in." Ross said, "You...just take care of yourself. You can also try it first. Maybe you can ask.
?”
The amount of information was too great. After Ross finished speaking, Verak did not respond.
"Stop talking, it's our turn to take a shower." Ross said hello and then there was no movement.
Verak's eyes flickered and he looked at Keating against the wall: "Mr. Keating..."
"It's true," Keating said while reading.
As long as you ask Keating about the whereabouts of the gold, you can be released from prison. However, no less than a hundred people have tried so far, and no one has succeeded.
But compared to the tens of thousands of prisoners who have failed to escape over the past eighty years, it is still much more feasible to ask Keating.
"Why don't you tell me? They must have offered you very generous conditions. Isn't that much better than staying in prison and never seeing the light of day?" Verak did not directly ask Keating to tell the secret.
, first expand around related issues.
"Who can guarantee that they will actually fulfill their promise?" Keating asked, "But for you, being here is already bleak, so even if it is just a promise without any guarantee, you are still willing to try."
"You should have a way to protect yourself." This reason did not convince Verak.
"So what?" Keating seemed to still be paying attention to the book. He turned a page and his eyes wandered between the words. "What's the difference between outside and here? Freedom? For a person like me who can't even walk.
For me, although freedom is a luxury, it is not what I pursue."
Verak stood up: "What is your pursuit?"
"I'm not pursuing it," Keating said.
"Then it seems that I can't get any information from you." Verak put his hands on his hips and paced back and forth in the small cell. "Thinking about the daily torture is really a headache."
Seeing that Verak didn't ask further questions, Keating closed the book.
He has seen too many people of all kinds. In order to know the whereabouts of the gold, those prisoners would attack him, kneel down and beg him, and give up after asking a few questions. Verak was the first one.
Maybe it’s because I just came in and I haven’t experienced pain or experience what true despair is.
"You are already being targeted by Lecter, so you can only keep him interested by being uncompromising and not find a reason to execute you." Keating provided Verak with another perspective on the matter, "Even if you are not here
Living in this cell, the daily tests are already destined. This is the guarantee for your survival."
"Guarantee..." Verak repeated Keating's words and took a deep breath, "I'm really moved, the hope of freedom is right in front of me."
"You are a smart person. Smart people will not give in easily, but they should also recognize the current situation." Keating kept smiling, "You can't ask."