One hundred and twenty eight chapters: the situation is very good
There was still no harvest from the day's release. When the time reached eleven o'clock, Verak went to change the dressing as usual, and Keating was immediately escorted back to cell 208.
When Verak arrived at the infirmary, he found Lecter sitting inside. He seemed fine, so he must have come specifically to see him.
"Good afternoon." Lecter smiled and greeted Verak.
Verak took off his shirt with ease, rolled up his pants and lay on the hospital bed, waiting for the doctor to change the dressing: "What are you doing here?"
"Of course I'm here to find you," Lecter said.
"What are you looking for me for? Didn't I tell you yesterday? I need time. We agreed on three months." Verak didn't know what tricks Lecter was going to play today.
"Let's not discuss the past three months for now." Lecter looked a little tired, his tone and expression were not as arrogant and wanton as before, "Have you made any progress today?"
"No." Verak thought for a moment, then had an idea, and looked very troubled. "Mr. Keating wanted to communicate with other prisoners, and also wanted to play cards with them to relax. But the prison guards on duty in the square did not allow us to have any contact with anyone.
People, they claim that they will shoot anyone who dares to touch us on the spot, which makes Mr. Keating feel a little unhappy now."
Lecter sighed: "So...you want me to relax the prison guards' attention on you?"
Verak felt nervous, worried that he had revealed himself too obviously.
"Okay, I will inform them later and allow you to have sufficient freedom in the square in the future." Lecter agreed to the matter before Verak could say anything.
"You agreed?" Verak turned his head and looked at Lecter in surprise.
He didn't expect Lecter to be so easy to talk to.
According to what he and Keating had guessed yesterday, it was possible that Lecter knew their true purpose. So why he agreed so easily had different purposes in the two situations.
The first one is that Lecter believed that Verak really wanted to find out the whereabouts of the gold and gain freedom, so he readily agreed with the simple purpose of getting Verak to ask the question as soon as possible.
Second, Lecter did not believe what Verak said and had already seen through their disguises and knew that they were planning to escape from prison, but he still provided them with all kinds of help despite knowing this.
Having dealt with Lecter for so long, Verak knows that he is not a simple-minded person, so the first situation is unlikely to happen to him.
Then, the truth is most likely the second one, that is, Lecter knew what they were doing from beginning to end.
The conditions for Verak and the others are still being relaxed, which means that everything is not beyond Lecter's control, and it is even far from it in his opinion.
"Should I disagree?" Lecter tilted his head and asked, "I have already reached cooperation with you, but I still hinder you at every turn. What am I trying to do?"
"It's just that you became very talkative today." Verak straightened his head and the doctor began to change his dressing. "It gave me an unreal feeling."
"Ha." Lecter chuckled, sitting on the bed next to Verak and staring at him, "Actually, when I came over, I still have some extra things to talk to you about."
Verak glanced at Lecter: "What's the matter?"
"I'll give you eight days. I don't ask you to completely find out the whereabouts of the gold, but there must be some substantial progress." Lecter said the main purpose of this trip, "After that, in addition to being released from prison,
I can meet any of your requirements."
"Why are you in such a hurry? We only agreed on three months yesterday." Verak was puzzled.
Lecter said: "You don't need to know the specific things, you just need to know that now the time has been shortened and the requirements have been lowered. If it is done, I will keep it for you for three months, and I can meet your needs.
If you fail to meet any request, you will be transferred and live in a different cell from Keating, without any rights such as release."
"Eight days is too tight." Verak didn't know why Lecter suddenly changed his mind. He also wanted to gain more time.
"No, no, no." Lecter shook his head and waved his hands, his whole body shaking, looking extremely impatient, "I only give you eight days, and there must be substantial progress before noon on the 12th.
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"I can't guarantee that."
"That is something you should consider. What I need to be responsible for is to reward you if you succeed. If you fail, I will knock you back to where you started." Lecter said.
The bandage was torn off, and the new medicine applied to the wound was refreshing and stinging. Verak was about to adapt to the pain. He looked at Lecter who had been clenching his teeth for eight days without any room for negotiation: "I understand you, the government has
I really want to know the whereabouts of gold as soon as possible. The current position of gold is also a bit dangerous, but this matter cannot be rushed. If you set a final time limit for me, it may only be counterproductive."
"That's enough, Chris." Lecter stood up, "I know you are the leader of the gang, you are very smart, and you know how to deal with others. But this place is different from Lezein, and your tricks are useless.
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"You still don't understand what I mean-"
"Obviously or not, the deadline I set for you is eight days later." Lecter raised his voice to interrupt Verak, "Instead of having a meaningless argument with me, you might as well make use of your time and think about how to solve it quickly.
Get the golden clue out of Keating's mouth."
Verak was silent for a few seconds, frowned and said: "What you said today is completely different from yesterday. Who can be sure whether you will change your mind tomorrow?"
"No, even if it is, what can you do?" Lecter said.
"Then I can only do what you said, and can you give me all kinds of help?" Lecter was surprisingly determined today. Verak felt that it was impossible to persuade him, so he simply agreed and tried to get more help by the way.
Lots of opportunities.
"Of course, I will try my best to help you in this matter."
After the doctor put on the medicine, Verak sat up so that the doctor could wrap the bandage: "That's it. If anything happens, I'll contact you as soon as possible."
"Okay." Lecter nodded with satisfaction, "You have never let me down before, and I hope you won't let me down this time either."
Verak shrugged: "Do your best."
"Then just take the medicine and I won't disturb you anymore." Lecter was extremely polite and specifically told the doctor to take good care of Verak before he stood up and left.
"Chris." When he walked to the door of the infirmary, Lecter stood still and did not look back. "I don't care if you are real or fake. You only have one last chance in eight days."
After saying that, Lecter left quickly.
Verak stared at the door of the infirmary and pondered.
Lecter's words have clearly revealed that he is suspicious of Verak. What Verak did, no matter what the final truth is, is a good thing for Lecter.
If Verak really asks about the whereabouts of the gold, the credit will be accumulated on Lecter.
Verak wants to escape from prison, just so Lecter can legitimately tease and torture them.
Because the results are all good, Lecter doesn't even need to think about it.
After taking the medicine, Verak returned to cell 208 and told Keating what had just happened before lunch.
"No matter how weird he is, I don't think he will change his rhetoric every day." Keating analyzed Lecter's purpose of doing this, "Something must have happened."
"What do you think it will be?" Verak also considered this, "I think at least it didn't happen because of us. Since we talked with him yesterday, we haven't done anything to irritate him.
Moreover, he readily agreed to all my requests today and promised to go all out to provide help within the next week. This does not seem like we have provoked or offended him."
"What you said makes sense." Keating nodded in agreement, "Then it can only be within them."
Verak thought: "Internally...could it be that the government suddenly became anxious about gold?"
"If the government was putting pressure on him, it wouldn't be Lecter who came to talk to you. As we all know, although he is the second-in-command in the prison, he hardly interferes in prison management." Keating said thoughtfully, "It should be the prison.
It’s about Adel’s business.”
"Warden Adel urged Lecter to ask about the whereabouts of the gold as soon as possible?" Verak followed Keating's analysis and came to the conclusion, "Why is there something wrong with this? Adel should personally take care of the gold matter, right?"
Keating was silent for a long time: "...The time limit that Lecter and you emphasized is one week, that is, there must be progress at noon on the 12th, right?"
"Yes."
"Why eight days? Not a week or ten days? Setting an eight-day time limit seems very deliberate and intentional." Keating and Verak looked at each other, "There will be a ship at noon on the twelfth of every month.
The transport ship comes to transport supplies and a new batch of prisoners. This is usually the only opportunity for Damans Prison to contact the outside world every month. It is a coincidence that Lecter has set the time here. "
"It should be related to this." Verak also felt strange and racked his brains to think. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he grabbed Keating's arm suddenly, "Could it be that Lecter is about to be transferred?!
"
When Keating heard Verak's bold idea, he did not rush to express his position. Instead, he made inferences and verifications based on this possibility. After a while, he said: "It's possible. Lecter's father is the Minister of Justice, and his future should be smooth.
Smooth. As any father, if he has the ability, he will not watch his child fall to pieces, so he will most likely choose a time to transfer him back."
"That's right." Verak felt more and more that his guess was correct, "He has been here for half a year, and it is indeed the time when there is no doubt that he will be transferred at any time. His father probably did not expect to bring him here.
Instead, he sent his child to heaven."
"So based on this logic, his actions are not difficult to understand." Keating connected the clues. "His father wanted to pick him up when the No. 12 transport ship arrived to deliver supplies, so he
No matter what, he has to achieve something before the transport ship comes. Only in this way can he hope to convince his father to let him stay."
"That's my guess." Verak said.
Keating patted Verak on the shoulder with approval: "This is a very good idea. Not surprisingly, it is precisely because of this that he changed his mind within a day."
"If this is the case, it means that we control Lecter's fate." Verak came to the most critical conclusion, which determines whether they can make huge profits from this. "At this point, you
Any ideas?"
"Do you think it's better for Lecter to stay here or leave?" Keating also paid attention to Verak's thoughts.
After careful consideration, Verak said: "Although this is a complete lunatic, and there is absolutely no benefit in dealing with him for a long time, he should be the only variable in the heavily guarded Damans Prison, and we need this variable if we want to escape from prison.
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"I think so too. If he leaves, Adel, who is decisive in doing things, will dominate the sky with one hand. He will not leave us a chance or any room for maneuver." Before Lecter came to take office, Keating was already under the leadership of Adel.
Del has lived under full supervision for a year and a half, and he is very clear about the difference between Lecter and Lecter here. "It is precisely when Lecter is alone that he will do things that would not happen otherwise, such as
Regulatory relaxation.”
"Then let's keep him." Verak said.
After saying this, he himself felt a little funny. After being restricted by others for so long, one day he could finally influence Lecter's life path, although at the same time they were mainly thinking about their own future.
"He told you that he will do his best to help you in these eight days, and after the completion of the project, he will meet any of your requirements as a reward, right?" Keating said with a smile in his eyes.
"Yes, teacher." Verak also smiled uncontrollably, "In other words, within these eight days, as long as it is in the name of tricking you and it makes sense logically, he will support anything he does. After that,
Can make additional requests.”
Keating sat on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated: "In eight days I will tell you the whereabouts of some gold, which should be enough for him to fight to stay."
"Well, I believe you will consider this very carefully." Verak was not too worried about the golden clue.
Keating should be able to give information that is both reasonable and not threatening the safety of the gold, helping Lecter and themselves to overcome the crisis.
"We should consider what kind of convenience we can strive for when the situation is very good." Keating skipped the gold matter and returned the topic to the most urgent arrangements currently.
"The most important thing is that it makes sense logically. Even if he has guessed that we are planning a jailbreak, he cannot fully grasp our movements." Verak's thinking became more and more flexible, "We can even take this opportunity to confuse the audience.