The classroom of the Equality Association training class was filled up early, and fifty trainees from the first training class arrived early and tacitly, which made Keating, Verak, Piaf and other people in charge of the training very satisfied.
The selected people not only have outstanding abilities, but also have correct attitudes. After being trained, they have become the backbone of the Equality Association, and everyone is reassured.
"Good morning, everyone." Keating stood among the five people listed on the podium and briefly introduced himself to the fifty students in the classroom with different ages, backgrounds, and genders. "My name is Robin Keating.
Ting is the general person in charge of your training for the next eight days."
"I am Most Verak, responsible for assisting Mr. Keating in teaching you the concept of equality." Verak on Keating's left said.
"I am Leman Piaf..."
After the five teachers in charge of training introduced themselves one by one, Keating spoke again: "Many people may be curious as to why you were selected and why there are only fifty people. There is no reason, and this is not what you should consider.
.In the next eight days, I hope that you will have endless doubts and curiosity about our training content, and through your learning, you will become the mainstay of changing the world and open up learning opportunities for everyone."
Keating has seen too much of the world, and he can remain calm in the face of fifty people staring at him intently.
Verak secretly took a deep breath beside him. He would also participate in the lecture next to truly guide others. This was different from any previous experience. He even rehearsed it several times in private.
"Let me introduce myself first. I need to get to know you." Keating stepped off the podium and walked slowly through the gaps between the desks with his hands in his pockets. "All you have to say is your name, background, and interests."
Hobbies, starting from the first one on the far right..."
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November 26, eight o'clock in the morning
In the government building, Locke Shriver, whose train of thought was temporarily frozen, ordered his subordinates to bring Rose, the captured prisoner who was said to have had contact with 'Chris', to his office.
"Danny Ross?" Rock Shriver sat at his desk, flipping through the information about Ross that the Intelligence Department had quickly assembled over a period of time. "You and Chris know each other, right?"
Ross, who looked very embarrassed, was escorted by people from the Intelligence Department to sit on the sofa timidly: "...Yes."
"You said...he went to Dunman?" Rock Shriver asked.
"Yes." Ross replied, swallowing his saliva, feeling sad in his heart.
He braved the heavy snow and finally arrived at Lezein yesterday. He wanted to start his life again, make up for the gaps in his life, and started playing the piano. But before he could go in and find his family, he was captured by the patrolling government troops.
He was caught, and after an identity check, it was discovered that he had escaped from Dymans Prison, and he was immediately transferred here.
When he saw that he had entered a government building and heard words such as 'Intelligence Department' all over his ears, Ross was heartbroken.
Maybe this was his fate. Less than half a month after he finally escaped, he was captured again. If he had known better, it would have been better not to come back, or to follow Verak and the others shamelessly.
Just as he was silently waiting for the government people to take him back to Dymans Prison and repeat the disgusting days of his past, something went wrong.
The people here treated me well and treated me well, without any torture or any intention of pursuing me. They were always asking nicely about the whereabouts of 'Chris'.
Ross knew that the false identity Verak had used before was 'Chris', so he immediately understood that the people from the government were tracking Verak's whereabouts. He immediately calmed down and did not hold Verak back. Following the intelligence personnel's words,
He continued to pretend that he only knew 'Chris' and not Verak, and even showed off his scheming in a rare way, deceiving them that Verak had gone to Dunman.
"How did you know he went to Dunman? How did he tell you?" Rockshreef walked step by step, asking Ross bit by bit, ready to find out any omissions in his words at any time.
"I lived in the cell next to him in prison, and our workstations were adjacent to each other when we were working, so we communicated a lot. He once told me that if he wanted to escape from prison one day, he would never come back to Lai.
Zein, after all, it's too dangerous here, he will go to Dunman with Keating..." Ross suppressed this argument all night, thinking that he was invulnerable.
"Keating..." Rock Shriver also knew Keating very well. He knew that Damans Prison had been responsible for interrogating Keating to find the whereabouts of a large sum of gold. "So, the two of them went together. The reason why they chose Dunman was
Also to find that gold?”
Ross nodded: "Yes. Keating is Ravel's best friend, Ravel——"
"I know this, you don't need to talk nonsense." Rock Shriver interrupted Rose's detailed explanation, "But as far as I know, if he goes to Dunman, it will be faster to take a boat. Why doesn't he take a boat at the nearby pier?
Are you leaving?"
"This... I don't know, maybe it's the boat at the dock... maybe it's planning to take another route." Ross shook his head.
"Chris and Keating, besides the two of them, is there anyone else together?" Rock Shriver asked again.
"Anyway, they were a large group of people walking together at the time. It seemed to me that they wanted to dig out the gold together..."
"I didn't invite you? That's a lot of gold. Even if there are many of you, it's still very, very, very considerable if you divide it equally."
Beads of sweat broke out on Rose's forehead: "I was invited, but, I didn't go. I want to go back to Lezein. I am a pianist. Playing the piano is more important than my life. I don't care about money. I just want to come back and play the piano...
…”
"Well..." Rock Shriver put his chin on his hand and looked calmly at Ross, who could hardly sit still. "I heard you talk so much nonsense, what do you think?"
"ah?"
"Are you a little complacent? You think you've even deceived me?" Rock Shriver smiled, and that smile looked scary. "Just tell me your clumsy lie. Don't hold on to it."
At first, Locke Shriver did not rashly conclude that Ross was telling lies because he was worried that his subordinates had made misjudgments in some places, or that there were some factors that he did not yet understand. But now it seems that his previous conjecture was still correct.
"I didn't lie. I didn't need to lie. Why did I lie to you? I swear!" Ross denied it.
"What did you swear to do? You were so surprised." Ross's performance was quite unsteady, which gave Rock Shriver great confidence in finding some clues from him. He asked the seemingly unimportant question in a leisurely manner.
"I looked at your information and it said that you were once a very good pianist. It's a pity that you were imprisoned because of some misunderstandings, and you wasted so many good years."
"Misunderstanding..." Rose's eyes changed.
This was the first time someone from the government said that his matter was a misunderstanding. In the past, everyone coldly and ruthlessly insisted that he had committed a crime and did not listen to his explanation at all.
"People like you should live in a privileged environment and be your elegant pianist." Rock Shriver imitated playing the piano, and the fingers of his two hands danced on the desk, "Ding, ding, ding... This is it."
This is the life you should live, how wonderful it is."
Listening to Rock Shriver pretending to play piano, Rose's rapid breathing slowed down: "What do you mean..."
"You are lying." Rock Shriver saw through Rose's disguise indifferently, "But why are you lying? When you lie, there must be something that needs to be covered up. I am very curious about what you are covering up. You can tell me.
Do you listen?"
"...I'm not hiding anything, what I said is the truth." Ross was stunned for a moment, feeling uneasy.
"What's the point of being tough with me?" Rock Shriver said with a smile, "Chris should be back now. Look out the window. He might be in any corner you can see. He is free. He is
You don't lack anything. You can live the life you want as long as you come back here. Compared with him, how miserable you are. You managed to escape and were caught again. All the dreams you made on the way back have turned into nothing.
Pao Ying, is it possible that what awaits you is another purgatory?"
Ross said nothing.
"Stop talking about you, I can't bear to see you. I just said that people like you should live the life you want. So, as your friend who can empathize with you, I want to give you a chance.
, the opportunity to regain your innocence and return to Lezein with dignity." Locke Shriver poured a cup of coffee, the steam of the coffee steaming, "As long as you truthfully tell all the truth you know, in exchange, I will return your innocence and freedom.
"
"Innocent, free..." Ross murmured.
After being able to escape from prison with Verak and the others and gain freedom, he already felt that God was giving him a chance. He had not dared to hope that he could become innocent.
"It's very important to you, and it's the most important thing a person should have in life." Rock Shriver took a sip of coffee and said slowly.
He has a pretty good shot at picking up Rose.
If Ross seemed more calm and had not escaped from prison, it would be a lot more troublesome for him to deal with it. But now, Ross gradually became confused without saying a few words. In addition, he had already escaped from prison once and had a taste of freedom.
The sweetness made it even more unbearable to return to his previous life. Faced with such a temptation, it was impossible for him to hold on.
"If you think about it again, how many people escaped from Damans Prison? More than two thousand. Will we only catch you? Then you underestimate the government's ability." Seeing Ross hesitate, Locke
Shriver struck while the iron was hot, "There will always be people who know what you are covering up, and there will always be people who are willing to cooperate with me. Since the secret will definitely be known to me, it is just a matter of time, so why do you need to help Chris?
How about sacrificing your entire life for one or two days?"
"I..." Rose was heartbroken.
He didn't know any of Verak's secrets.
At most, I know two of them, one is that Verak and Keating are also going back to Lezein, and the other is 'Chris', which is just Verak's pseudonym, and he has another identity.
But do I really want to say it?
"You don't have much time left to make a choice. New prisoners may be rearrested at any time. By then, you will really have no value at all." Rock Shriver saw that Ross looked a little cold, and he said it specially.
Give him a cup of coffee, "Drink some to warm yourself up."
"Thank you..." Ross held up the coffee stiffly. He hadn't drunk this for a long time and had forgotten what it tasted like.
"Drink it. If it's not enough, I'll pour it for you." Rock Shriver stood next to Ross who was sitting on the sofa and didn't dare to look directly at him, urging him to drink coffee quickly.
Coffee may be more important than anything else at this moment for a prisoner who has been locked up in Demans Prison for so many years and endured the cold when he ran back to Lezein.
Rock Shriver is quietly destroying Ross's psychological defenses.
"Okay..." Ross held the coffee in his hands but didn't drink it for a long time.
"Chris has been here before." Rock Shriver walked to the window, turned his back to Ross, and threatened, "I wanted to kill him at that time, but he knelt down to me in this office and begged for mercy.
My biggest fault is that I am kind-hearted
So soft, I spared his life after seeing his pitiful appearance and sent him to Dymans Prison. However, Dymans Prison is not a good place either. I still hope that he can seize the opportunity and recognize the reality as soon as possible.
You won’t have to suffer so much.”
Verak knelt down and begged for mercy?
That man endured nine days of severe torture by the madman Lecter in prison, and even when he was on the verge of death, he never compromised.
Then he stood up again within just ten days. With superhuman willpower, he began to change everything in the prison and began to lead the prisoners to ignite their fighting spirit.
He helped himself get a chance to play the piano in prison.
He fought side by side with the prisoners and was beaten to a pulp by the prison guards in an unfair football match.
He blew the horn to escape from prison, fulfilled his promise and took himself out of prison.
When he left, he gave himself half of the ten silver grams he had.
"You went too far..." Ross whispered back to Rock Shriver, "I know you wanted to intimidate me, but...it went too far..."
"Huh?" Rock Shriver turned around and couldn't quite hear what the mumbling Ross said. He thought the matter was over and strode back to Ross, "Repeat, I didn't hear clearly. Don't miss any clues."
.”
"Chris..." The words came to his lips, but it was so difficult to say them out. Ross gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "I really went to Dunman. He told me about it early in the morning. I also watched him go to Dunman with my own eyes."
Running in the direction of Dunman..."
Rock Shriver's face quickly turned cold: "You don't want to go out, do you?"
"I……"
Why do people who have interacted with Chris, Heping, etc. become so harsh-spoken?!
Rock Shriver was puzzled and angry.
He hates and hates.
"Can't you see that freedom, innocence, and prison are more important than each other? Are you a fool?" Rock Shriver grabbed Rose's collar and pulled him up.
"I'm not." Ross suppressed his fear and handed the cup of coffee to Lockshree without any changes, "I just don't drink coffee."