Verak said a vague "hmm", without indicating whether he wanted to side with Lecter or Adel.
This made Lecter a little angry, and this anger was aimed at both Verak and Adel: "What do you mean? You have been in a stalemate for so many days, and you still haven't decided who you want to cooperate with?"
"If it's about your freedom or your life, can you guarantee that you won't think about it longer than me?" Verak asked, "I understand you. In your eyes, I am just a shameful businessman who raises prices, but can you put yourself in my shoes?"
Think about it, why should I do this?"
Lecter said nothing.
"The peace talks between the Equality Association and the government alone are not enough. Only adding gold can ensure that I can leave here alive. Then of course I have to choose partners carefully. Is there anything wrong with this? Nothing wrong with it, right? On the contrary.
I should be annoyed. After asking you for so many days, none of you have been able to show your overwhelming advantage. But if I show it, do you think I have a reason to refuse?" Verak once again put the blame on Lecter.
.
There was still silence for a while, and Verak only felt that the force of Lecter's ointment on his wound was much lighter.
"Now Adel and I have basically shown you everything we can." When Lecter spoke again, his tone was mixed with helplessness, "In your opinion, our gap is negligible, but in fact my advantage is far greater than
But now, due to various reasons, he can only borrow gold to climb up in a roundabout way."
"Give me some more time to think about it. Anyway, I can't find out the whereabouts of the gold so quickly." There is no doubt that Verak will continue to cooperate with Lecter, so he decided to appease Adel and provoke Adel.
, "I stopped going to see Adel before the football game, so I could give him some time to think about where he could get me more benefits."
"I can tell you with certainty that even if you give him a few days, if you go to see him again, he will still say the same thing now." Lecter learned that Verak decided to reduce contact with Adel, and it was clear that this was a trend.
As a sign of cooperation with myself, the face that had been frowning and filled with hatred just now was immediately filled with joy and appreciation, "Of course, I respect your opinion, and you can see us again then."
Over the past month, Verak's injury has almost healed. When he told Lecter that he would not see Adel for the time being, he thought about whether he should stop using topical medicine from today on.
However, after much thought, he decided to continue applying it. On the one hand, the medicine was still somewhat useful, and on the other hand, the infirmary was the most suitable place for him and Lecter to have daily necessary contact.
"I applied it very quickly today. Keep up the good work." The medicine was applied quickly. Verak praised Lecter and tied the bandage neatly. "Then if nothing happens, I will leave first."
"Wait a minute." Lecter stopped Verak, who was getting dressed and preparing to leave the infirmary, "I want to ask you something."
Verak turned around and put on his prison uniform: "What's the matter?"
"Have you...already known the whereabouts of the gold?" Lecter approached Verak and stared into Verak's eyes, trying to discern something from it.
It was the most suitable time, so you didn’t say it?”
"Why do you ask?" Verak asked, "Is there something about me that makes you think I know all the secrets?"
"It's just a possibility that comes to mind at the moment." Lecter still observed the subtle changes in Verak and judged whether Verak was lying. "That amount of gold is really too much, no one will not be tempted."
Verak really didn't know the whereabouts of the gold. He had never asked Keating about it, so he was surprised when Lecter speculated on him like this: "I understand what you mean. You think I have asked about the whereabouts of the gold.
The reason why I didn't say it out loud was because I wanted to wait for equality to be reconciled.
I will make a decision after the government's peace talks come out with results. If the peace talks go well, I will be able to get out safely. After I get out, I can completely monopolize the gold. If the peace talks don't go well, I will give up the gold in exchange for freedom, and the worst result will be
Get out alive."
"Yes, that's what I thought." Lecter nodded straightforwardly, "Now you are not the only one who doubts whether I will fulfill my promise, I also have reason to doubt whether you have concealed the whereabouts of the gold from me."
"Then how do you think I should prove myself?" Verak calmly faced Lecter's obvious counterattack.
"How about you find out the whereabouts of the gold and tell me before the negotiations between the rebels and the government end?" Lecter put forward a more demanding request.
Verak looked at Lecter for a few seconds, then returned to the bed and sat down, pretending to talk loudly: "It's the Equality Society, not a gang. This is the first time I emphasize to you, and I hope it will be the last time.
.As for the new time limit you proposed, it is impossible for me to accept it. God knows
When did they end the negotiations? What if it was tomorrow? How could I ask for clues about gold tomorrow? In addition, I want to say something objectively. I was already wavering in my choice, and you made even more harsh demands on me.
This is very unwise."
His last words, whether openly or secretly, have only one meaning. That is, the initiative is now only in my hands. If you don't want to cooperate, I can find someone else. If you still want to cooperate, don't
Trying to counter me.
Lecter was shocked. He didn't think much about it just now. He simply felt that it was embarrassing to beg others for cooperation and wanted to feel proud. Unexpectedly, this made his situation even worse.
"Haha! It's just a joke!" Lecter forced a smile, "How could I go back on my promise? We agreed not to move forward even a day for three months. You can rest assured about this. Although you don't trust me in the end.
Will you fulfill your promise, but I absolutely trust you and you will not hide anything from me."
"Like you, I don't care about money, and getting such a large amount of wealth may not be a good thing." Lecter said this, but he had another thought in his heart. Verak did not delve into it, and distanced himself from the interests of gold.
Relationship, "If there is news from Keating, I will tell you as soon as possible. If nothing happens this time, I will go back and rest first."
Lecter was still smiling, with complicated eyes and a warm tone: "It's okay, we'll see you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow." Verak gave Lecter a deep look and left.
Back in the cell, Verak told Keating about the infirmary, and heard Keating talk about the reaction of the second group of prisoners who came to the square for a walk and saw that the square was being transformed into a football field.
"It's normal for Lecter to be dissatisfied with you, but we can only do this and then transfer his dissatisfaction to Adel. You must be careful next time. The more intense their conflict, the more dangerous we will be." Keating
They are a little afraid of these two people, Adel City Mansion
Deep down, there is no logic in what Lecter does, and everyone has his own difficulties. "Over there in the square, someone got Dawn's instruction and selected a group of candidates to participate in the competition. The number of candidates was larger than the first batch
There must be a lot more, there must be close to four hundred people in total."
"Four hundred people... I don't know if it's enough." Verak has never experienced a prison escape, and because he has been locked up underground, he rarely sees conflicts between prisoners and prison guards. It is unimaginable how many attacks the prison guards will have during the game.
brutal.
"We don't know if we can win a football match involving four hundred people..." Keating sighed with emotion. He knew some football, and what was about to happen seemed funny and cruel to him.
Verak moved his arms. This period of work unexpectedly helped his physical recovery: "My body has almost recovered, but unfortunately there is not much preparation time left. I don't know how long I can last on the court."
"Tomorrow is the final preparation time."
"Well, if I can be assigned to Dawn, I will ask him for advice." As the only person in the prisoner team who has the right to attack the prison guards, Verak will be an important part of breaking through the prison guards' physical suppression and winning the game.
, he must find ways to strengthen his advantages.
Keating sat on the bed and waved to Verak who was lying on the floor: "Come here."
"What's the matter, teacher?" Verak walked over.
"Sit down." Keating put his hands on Verak's shoulders, pushed him to sit on the bed, and then started massaging him, "Son, you will suffer a lot of injuries the day after tomorrow."
It is foreseeable that when Verak desperately tries to break the situation for the prisoners, he will also encounter a more violent counterattack by the prison guards.
"I'm used to it." Verak closed his eyes and enjoyed the relief that spread from his shoulders to his whole body.
"Don't make it so easy." Keating's voice was soft, as if a father was telling his child, "I know what kind of person you are, you will do your best, and you will challenge the impossible... Don't be too pushy, you do it
That’s enough.”
Verak shook his head slowly and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, this is not a one-person battle."
"Then do what you want." Keating knew that he would get such a response, and he could only support Verak unconditionally.
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October 19
Verak and Dawn were assigned to the second group of prisoners who were released. This time, Verak did not go to Keating when he entered the square. Instead, he grabbed Dawn first and told him his special rights on the field:
"During the game, I must be on the court all the time. Rather than actively resisting or passively being beaten, my counterattack will be more effective than their combined total."
"Chris, I know you once withstood Lecter's nine days of torture. You have been the only one to do this in the past six months, but the competition is another concept." Dawn said, "Within an hour and a half of competition time, you can't do it."
You may be able to run, but you may not be able to fight. Moreover, if you attack them, they will cause them to attack you more ferociously."
"Nothing is impossible, and we have no chance to choose." Verak said seriously, "Today is the last day of preparation. I came to you just to ask you to teach me some fighting skills so that I can defeat one more prison guard.
, we can have one more chance of winning. Secondly, it’s about the game plan. I know
The break is the only time that everyone can interact with each other, and it is also the best time to make plans and allocate them. However, all our plans will eventually be heard by the prison guards. There is no telling what new rules Lecter will make by then.
, so we have to re-plan a strategy that will not be shaken and stick to it."
"Do you have any ideas?" Dawn narrowed his eyes and glanced around, keeping the prisoners who wanted to talk to him about the game away from each other.
Verak glanced at Keating, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the distance: "It's Mr. Keating who has the idea. The situation changes rapidly during the game, and we don't know if there will be a shortage of manpower, so we must protect those who can play football."
, they are the key to our victory."
"Others who can't play football are responsible for protecting them, right?" Dawn guessed the follow-up.
"Yes, that's the only way to do it." Verak said, "Those who can play football will be beaten, and those who can't play football will get the ball. It doesn't mean much. Let them perform their respective duties, which is the best way.
"
"I thought so too, but I didn't think about it yesterday. After all, there were obviously not enough manpower at the time." Dawn sat on the ground and motioned for Verak to sit down as well. "Now we have more than 380 people who have been selected to participate.
Regardless of whether they are qualified or not, they will be given priority to play. If so many people cannot withstand the beatings of the prison guards, then other prisoners will have to be put on the court."
Verak sat down and said worriedly: "Everyone wants to win the game, so we can get together no matter what. What I'm most worried about is Lecter, he is the biggest variable in the game. If he changes the rules temporarily, if he doesn't want us to win,
Then there is a way."
"We can't do anything about this." Dawn answered simply, which was both powerless and decisive. "We can't deal with things that haven't happened. Let's wait until it happens. No matter what, we have to win this game.
I'll play with you tomorrow."
"Let the others be allocated according to their characteristics. We must not arrange a group of people who can only resist beatings but not play football, or who can only play football and cannot withstand beatings. The former can only kill time, while the latter lack
It’s difficult to organize an attack even with cover,” Verak suggested.
Dao En nodded slightly and responded: "I don't know much about fighting, but there are many people here who do. I will introduce you to one later, and you can practice with him first, and you can practice as much as you can. I will then confirm the candidates.
And the playing arrangements for tomorrow’s game.”
"Okay." Verak stood up impatiently.
There wasn't much they could prepare, and time was everything now.
"This is Balmond, a native of Monrego, who is proficient in Monrego fighting skills. This is Chris, an important person in the game tomorrow. Your task today is to teach him some fighting techniques as much as possible." Dawn.
After introducing the two of them to each other, and quickly settling in to teach Balmond Verak's fighting skills and other attack techniques, he quickly walked to another open space and gathered the prisoners for planning.
Lecter, who had said yesterday that he would make a special trip to take a look, stood on the sentry post, staring at Verak who was talking to Balmond, grinning.