"Remember those days when we were at Imperial College?" Fletcher asked.
Verak smiled and nodded, showing his recollection of the past: "How could I forget it? It was an unforgettable time for me."
"I wonder how those friends are living now, and whether they have become the people we often dreamed of becoming... If I have the opportunity, I would like to meet them again and reminisce about the past." Fletcher stared at Verak, expressionless.
Read this passage.
"Of course." Verak replied.
Fletcher closed the book and shook his head slightly: "You can't say that. Master Chris is a very emotional person. He will miss his former friends more than others, so you should respond more."
"I understand." Verak said.
"Read more about the contents in the brochure. It will be better to mention a few former friends during the conversation."
"But what if we talk about other friends and extend the topic that we don't understand?" Verak pretended to be worried.
"This is what I'm going to teach you next. If you talk to Master Chris's former friends about something you don't know, how can you skillfully change the topic and avoid blind spots." Fletcher opened the booklet at will.
page, preparing to continue to play other roles and test Verak.
"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.
Fletcher put away the book in his hand and in Verak's hand: "Please come in."
A servant opened the door and came to Fletcher: "Mr. Fletcher, it's time to clean the study."
"Go." Fletcher took out a key and gave it to the servant, who took the key and left.
Verak raised his head and glanced at the clock. It was exactly ten o'clock now.
It turned out that the servant had to go to Fletcher every day to get the key. Verak had a headache. It was not difficult to get the key from the servant, but it was almost impossible to get it under Fletcher's nose.
The key matter has hit a brick wall and can no longer be advanced.
"Are you listening to me?" Fletcher got closer to Verak and asked coldly.
Verak came back to his senses and quickly explained: "Sorry, Mr. Fletcher. I was just thinking about what you said and how to change the subject without being suspected."
"Have you figured it out yet?"
"……No."
"Hmph." Fletcher snorted disdainfully, took out the booklet again and threw it to Verak, "Continue."
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Thomas and his family are not away today, Carmine is working, Meira and Kellerman are going to the opera, and Julia is going to school. At noon, Verak and Fletcher just ate something simple and then continued their intense training.
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In the evening, the Thomas family all came back. Fletcher reported today's results to Carmine. After everyone had dinner together, Verak could finally rest.
He rubbed his eyes, feeling more tired than ever.
Today he spent the whole day with Fletcher, receiving training. Verak knew everything Fletcher taught him, but he still had to pretend to know nothing and ask Fletcher questions from time to time.
Fletcher has a vicious eye, and Verak must focus all his energy on disguise without any neglect, which makes him exhausted mentally and physically.
Only now do I have time to empty my mind and get some relief.
Verak really wanted to put the new problems behind him and just fall asleep and have a good rest, but time waited for no one.
September 21st.
This is a date that he dare not forget and will always hang in his heart like a knife.
In the last life, Fletcher personally killed him, Nord, and Dempsey on this day.
If nothing goes wrong in this life, Fletcher will still destroy the body and destroy the traces on this day, keeping the secret forever.
Before the plan was put into operation, every day that passed brought him closer to death. Verak did not dare to waste time.
For some time to come, he would be trained by Fletcher until dinner every day without any respite. All that was left for him was the exhausting late nights, and he could only rely on the little time that belonged to him every day.
To perfect and advance his plan.
He went to the bathroom and flushed his face with cold water. The much awake Verak moved his body. He did not dare to sit down or lie down, fearing that he would fall asleep as soon as his body relaxed. In the end, he simply stood in front of the window and thought about the problem while the wind blew.
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The key was in Fletcher's hand, and he would give it to the servant at ten o'clock every morning, and let the servant enter the study to clean up. However, Verak was still training with Fletcher at ten o'clock, and he had no time to think of getting the key.
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Even if there is a way to escape from Fletcher, it will only take a few minutes at most. Being able to enter the study in these few minutes will still cause many problems. For example, there is not enough time for Verak to search the study, and there is no way to ensure whether the servant will let him into the study.
Tell Fletcher what happened.
He tried to find a way to get the key and draw the shape of the key in a short time, but he had no way to hire someone to make one exactly the same.
This seems to be a dead end.
Verak patted his forehead, hoping to stimulate his stiff brain so that he could come up with new countermeasures.
If you can't get the key, you can't enter the study. If you can't enter the study, you can't get the information about Chris and the rebel organization. If you can't get the information, you can't contact the rebel organization, and your plan will have to be changed drastically. Without the rebel organization, you can't get the key.
With a trump card, Verak, who had little control over it, could only fight against the huge Thomas family alone. In this way, the difficulty increased several times again, and the hope became even slimmer.
"Damn it." Verak cursed.
As the success rate decreases, the failure rate increases. After failure, there is only one outcome waiting for Verak, and that is death.
He couldn't accept death, let alone live a new life without making any changes.
Nord, Dempsey.
Was it really a wrong choice for me to bring them here this time, knowing that I had a narrow escape from death?
Verak didn't want to see that scene. He took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down, and began to review his thoughts from the beginning, trying to find some clues that he had not noticed before.
Keys, information, rebel organizations.
Without the strength of the rebel organization, Verak was unable to survive alone.
Give up the information and how to properly disguise yourself as their leader in front of the rebel organization.
How can I enter the study if I give up the key?
Verak's eyes lit up, and he stuck his head out of the window and looked in the direction of the study.
An idea popped into my head.
Turn over the window.
There is no foothold or protrusion outside the window for easy climbing. It is quite difficult to climb from the room on the far side to the study room in the middle.
The most Verak could do was climb to the next room.
The room next to the study is the bedroom of Carmine's youngest daughter, Julia.