Verak tried his best to stay natural and walked out step by step.
Lecter saw that Verak was tough on the outside but still had a long way to go before he could truly recover. He suddenly felt disappointed and said, "Let's go."
Seeing that Lecter and the prison guards were leading the way to the interrogation room, and still thinking about going to Lecter's office, Verak left the underground floor to understand the terrain as a matter of course, and immediately asked: "Go to the interrogation room to talk?"
"What else?" Lecter put his hands in his pockets and walked ahead.
"Are you going to take action?" Verak secretly screamed, worried that he was acting too tough and that Lecter would be tempted to abuse him.
"Heh." Lecter sneered, "Who dares to touch you now?"
Verak took advantage of the situation and said, "If we want to talk about things, I think it would be more appropriate to go somewhere else."
"for example?"
"office."
Lecter stopped, turned his head, and revealed half of his eerie face: "The interrogation room is my office."
"Then let's go." Verak had no choice but to give up.
Fortunately, his main purpose in contacting Lecter was to try to get him and Keating to go out for a walk and apply for a wheelchair. Understanding the terrain was just a way of doing it. Even if he failed to understand the terrain today, if he could go out for a walk in the future, there would be plenty of opportunities.
After arriving in the interrogation room, Lecter asked Verak to sit back in the chair.
Although there were no handcuffs this time, and ten days had passed since the last torture, when Verak sat on it again, the psychological pressure and shadows immediately came over like a flood, and those terrible experiences
It's like it happened just now.
"Tell me what you want from me." Lecter sat on the table opposite the interrogation chair, admiring the change in Verak's expression.
Verak exhaled softly and looked at Lecter: "We have some clues about the whereabouts of the gold."
"Tell me about it."
"King Ravel and Mr. Keating are close friends. In addition, Mr. Keating is a Dunman and can help him place the gold properly. Therefore, King Ravel handed over a large number of gold secrets before the government was overthrown.
Mr. Keating goes to settle it." Verak rambled nonsense.
Lecter already knew this, and he said impatiently: "Let's get to the point."
"Now the gold is in the United States of Dunman." Verak did not ask Keating about this matter. In his opinion, Keating would not tell anyone anyway, and Lecter could not be verified, so he might as well improvise on his own.
good.
Hearing this conclusion, Lecter was amused: "That's it?"
"You already know about this?" Verak pretended to be dumbfounded.
"Whether we know it or not, what's the use of such a little clue?" Lecter felt that he was being teased. He ran all the way to the underground level not to hear such nonsense, "You know Dunman
How big is the United States? Not to mention that there is a civil war and chaos there."
"Of course it's more than that, otherwise I wouldn't have had to call you over." Verak's face didn't turn red, and he continued decisively, "I'm calling you over in a hurry because I think there's not much time left for you to fight for gold.
.”
At this point, Lecter finally became interested. He squinted his eyes and raised his chin, signaling for Verak to continue.
"Keating was caught by you before he could properly place the gold," Verak said.
"What do you mean?" Lecter frowned.
"The current location of the gold is not safe." Verak always paid attention to Lecter's eyes to ensure that after Lecter gradually became serious, he also entered the state and became more and more handy, "Coupled with the Dunman Civil War, the hiding place of the gold is
Someone might find out."
Lecter tilted his head and looked at Verak with indifferent eyes: "Why would he tell you this?"
Verak had long expected that Lecter would ask this question. This question was the key point that was least likely to be ignored in this plan. He paused for a long time before saying: "It's not just gold, Mr. Keating... maybe it's almost gone too."
It’s time.”
"What's wrong with him?"
"He felt very uncomfortable and told me that he might not live long."
"What a joke." Lecter laughed. "We regularly check Keating. We place him in a single room to avoid infectious diseases, and every prisoner who is transferred to 208 and is responsible for taking care of his daily life also does so.
Just go through a physical examination to make sure there's nothing wrong with him. He can't be sick, so stop telling these clumsy lies."
"Since you have doubts about this, you can ask Mr. Keating himself. I just heard him say that." Verak cast his doubts on Keating and quickly returned to the topic, "It is precisely because
He felt that his time was running out, so he was willing to reveal something when he saw how much I insisted on living and how much respect I had for him."
Lecter's smile faded a bit: "What do you ultimately want to express?"
"Gold is in danger, and Mr. Keating may not live long." Verak said seriously, "Time is very urgent now. An accident may happen in less than a year. So I want you to say something now. I
If you find out the whereabouts of the gold, can you let me out?"
"Of course, no matter who it is, they can leave as long as they ask." Lecter stared into Verak's eyes.
"I can definitely ask." Verak formally promoted the plan, "but you have to help me."
"How can I help you?" Lecter always maintained an indescribable smile.
"Now I need you to allow Mr. Keating and I to go out every day, just like other prisoners. We also need a wheelchair to facilitate Mr. Keating's movement," Verak said.
"Why do we need to ventilate?"
Verak explained: "Mr. Keating said that he has been locked up here for two years. In these two years, he has never left the underground floor, so he really wants to see what it is like outside again. If I can help him do that,
, if you satisfy his wish, he will probably relent."
"Is there anything else you need help with?"
"there is none left."
"You can go back first." Lecter called the prison guard at the door. One person was responsible for escorting Verak back to cell 208, and the other person was instructed by him to find a doctor to re-examine Keating's body.
After giving the instructions, Lecter quietly meditated in the interrogation room.
Near noon, the prison guard who was responsible for finding a doctor to check Keating's body came back.
"Deputy warden, the doctor has finished the examination and there is nothing wrong with Keating's body." The prison guard reported the situation, "However, he is not mentally stable mentally. The doctor said that he is in a very depressed mood, which may be related to being locked up here for too long."
Lecter, who had been speculating about Verak's true purpose for a long time, raised his index finger and gave an order: "Starting from tomorrow, Keating and Chris in cell 208 will go out regularly like other prisoners."
"yes."
"Also, prepare a wheelchair for Keating and send someone to keep an eye on them."
"yes."
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In cell 208, Keating and Verak were having lunch.
"What did you tell them? The prison guard pulled me to the infirmary for a physical examination for no apparent reason." As soon as Keating was released, he immediately asked Verak about what happened today.
Verak tells everything about his conversation with Lecter.
After hearing this, Keating asked: "The reason why you didn't say hello to me in advance was because you were worried that Lecter would see that you were telling lies."
"For this reason, after all, it would be too natural to answer questions by stringing together words in advance. Our escape plan cannot make any mistakes, and it is better not to make Lecter suspicious as much as possible." Verak put down his spoon, shared his acting experience, and answered
Keating's question, "On the other hand, Lecter's temperament is changeable, and no one can predict what will happen during the conversation. I thought about it and decided to adapt to circumstances."
"He didn't tell you in the end whether he agreed or not?"
"No." Verak's heart was still hanging, "I found you taken away when I came back. It was obvious that he didn't believe me easily and was still verifying it. Fortunately, you behaved well and didn't say anything. Such a performance
It just confirms what I said."
Keating turned over the food and said, "If you adapt to circumstances, of course I will adapt to circumstances."
"Now we can only wait for the news." Verak sighed, "I don't think the problem is big. Even if Lecter suspects that the matter is not that simple, he should agree. He will definitely want to see me successfully ask about the whereabouts of the gold, and
I'm sure you'd like to see what tricks I'm playing."
"Be prepared to deal with all kinds of bad situations." Keating counted the time and urged Verak, who was thinking about the problem, "You can think about it at any time, so don't miss this moment, hurry up and eat.
"
While eating, a prison guard arrived, opened the door of cell 208, and pushed in a wheelchair.
The cell space was already small, and since Verak had spread the mattress on the bed frame on the floor, there was almost no space. The prison guard could only place the wheelchair on the top bunk of the bed frame.
Upon seeing this, Verak and Keating looked at each other in tacit understanding.
The wheelchair is delivered and the release is definitely decided!
"Did Lecter agree?" To avoid the one-in-10000 chance of an accident and Lecter's bad taste, Verak still asked the prison guard.
"What do you mean by promise or not?" the prison guard put down the wheelchair, "I am just here to deliver the wheelchair. By the way, I want to inform you that starting from tomorrow you can go out for exercise like other prisoners. I will change your schedule later."
After saying that, the prison guard locked the door and left.
"It's done." Verak clenched his fists, and he felt full of strength after eating only half of the meal.
"Start tomorrow." Keating acted calmly and ate his meal thoughtfully.
"Teacher, our plan can be officially launched tomorrow." In this prison, the first step of escape was finally successfully taken. Verak couldn't hide his excitement and said to Keating.
Keating still urged to eat: "Eat first, and then talk after eating."
"Okay." Verak had a good appetite and finished the rest of the meal in three strokes and five divided by two.
After the prison guards took away the lunch boxes and the prisoners in other cells came back for a lunch break after work, there was a lot of noise on the basement floor. Keating called Verak to his side and whispered: "Don't act so excited.
Calm down."
"Understood, teacher." Verak tried to control his emotions.
This step was too important for him. Before he got the answer, he couldn't even sleep well, for fear that he wouldn't be able to get a break. If he couldn't get a break, there would be no good reason to leave the underground floor.
Learn about the terrain of other places and meet hundreds of prisoners of all kinds.
The way to escape from prison will be blocked directly, and there will be no hope of escape.
Now, whether Lecter believes it or not, he has taken this step and is one step closer to freedom.
"Huh..." Lying back on the bed, Verak lowered his voice, "Teacher, we will definitely go out."
"Don't think too simply. Even if Lecter is left alone, the warden will send out personnel to keep an eye on us and protect us. It's not easy to contact other prisoners." Keating deliberately poured cold water on Verak, asking him to
Don't let him get carried away with joy just because he has been locked up for a long time and encounters a little hope.
"But there will always be omissions, and we will always have opportunities." Verak remained optimistic, "Teacher, do you know about the warden? I have been locked up here for so long and I have never seen him. It seems that the entire prison is made up of
Lecter is in charge."
Keating shook his head: "On the contrary, it is the warden Adel who does not appear frequently who strictly controls this place and maintains the safety and stability of the prison. Adel, a playboy like Lecter, is only allowed to work because of his father's identity.
Let him act recklessly."
"Adel." Verak read the warden's name.
"Sharif Adel." Keating knew something about it, and seeing Verak's interest, he started talking, "Because Dymans Prison is very special and has always been regarded by the government as an excellent place to hold difficult prisoners, so I
I have heard of him. Before the Ravel dynasty was overthrown, he served as the warden of this prison, and it has been at least twenty years now."
"Is this person very capable?" Verak was quite curious.
"Violent but not violent." Keating commented briefly and accurately on Adel.
Verak pondered these four words: "We may not be able to deal with him in the future."
"Definitely, if you want to escape from prison, you must take him into consideration." Keating seemed to attach great importance to the warden Adel, "There are two shackles trapping us here, one is the prison itself, and the other is Adel."
"Hmm." Verak originally did not want to look down on the warden. Under his control, no prisoner had ever successfully escaped from Damans Prison. Now with Keating's description, Verak could only put Ah
Del is the first person to consider in every aspect of the jailbreak plan.
Only by ensuring that nothing goes wrong on the part of Warden Adel can each link be deduced.
Not long after, the prison guard brought a new schedule and posted it in the most conspicuous place in the cell. After posting it, Verak immediately went over to check it and shared its contents with Keating: "Nothing else has changed.
That is, from 9 to 11 a.m. every day, we have two more hours to relax."
"Two hours?" Keating was surprised by the time. "As far as I know, the prisoners in the prison are divided into two batches, from nine to ten o'clock, and from ten to eleven o'clock. Each batch only has one hour.
It’s time to relax.”
"Maybe Lecter wants to create more opportunities for me to trick you, or he has other plans." Verak's eyes swept back and forth over the extra ventilation arrangements, "Anyway, you will know everything you need to know tomorrow.