Two men who appeared to be young, dressed and looked different from the Brexi people were looking around on the street.
"It's much warmer here than Winterhold." One of the short, fat men pulled on his clothes and said in Bash.
"Indeed, I'm so hot that I really want to take off my clothes." Another man with a well-proportioned figure and curly hair had already pulled the collar of his clothes to the maximum.
"I feel that we can't search so blindly. They are all wanted people. They certainly won't show up easily, or they can find out their whereabouts by just asking a passerby. If we don't get it right, we might get into trouble."
The short and fat man stopped and said.
The curly-haired man scratched his head and looked at the bustling street with a hint of confusion: "What should we do? The Bresci government can't find the Equality Society, so how can we find it?"
The short and fat man thought: "...Let's find a hotel to stay in first, and take our time in this matter."
"No, we have almost spent all the money. If we spend it on the hotel, we will have to beg on the streets for two days. Anyway, the weather here is very good. We can just find a place to stay. We can still use the money to buy food.
Just hold on for a while." The curly-haired man in charge of managing money knew that he didn't have much money anymore, so he had to plan carefully.
"Okay..." the pudgy man didn't force it, "If we could find them earlier, we wouldn't have to sleep on the streets."
"So hurry up and think of a way." The curly-haired man slowed down and racked his brains to think of ways to contact the Equality Association.
"Look!" After walking aimlessly for a while, the short, fat man suddenly pulled the curly-haired man.
The curly-haired man was stunned and looked at the short, fat man standing next to him with a strange posture: "What's wrong?"
The short and fat man first looked around cautiously, then slowly squatted down and pulled out a leaflet from under his feet and stuffed it into his pocket: "Go to a place where no one is around and read it."
"This way." The curly-haired man saw that there was no one in the nearby alley, so he walked in with the short and fat man, "What is it?"
"It seems to be a leaflet..." The short, fat man unfolded the crumpled leaflet, "These words seem to be the Equality Society..."
"What is the Equality Society?" The curly-haired man couldn't understand the Brexi language on it.
"I've seen it before, but I'm not sure..." The short, fat man studied those words repeatedly, trying to confirm whether it was the 'Equality Society'.
The curly-haired man looked at the pudgy man's unreliable look and said, "Just ask someone from Brexi."
"First, we don't understand Brexi either. We only know the simplest sentences. Even if we ask people, it's hard to know what they mean. Second, if this is really a leaflet from the Equality Society, we will
If we ask people, what will happen if they ask the government to arrest us?" The short, fat man rejected the curly-haired man's proposal.
"No matter how much you don't understand, it's still more useful than just staring at you now. And won't equality have a good relationship with the people? I don't think we will be exposed. Even if we are exposed, we can't understand the content above. We will explain it when the time comes.
What can they do to us if we think we are recruiting workers?" the curly-haired man said.
The short, fat man hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed to the curly-haired man's suggestion.
Because the situation is exactly as he said. They can't understand it even if they study it for a day. If they want to break the status quo, they can only seek help. The language barrier is their disadvantage, but it can also be used as a layer of protection.
After the two made up their mind, they went out of the alley and randomly asked passers-by about the contents. However, after asking several people in succession, they all glanced at the leaflet and left quickly without any explanation.
With no choice, they found a cigarette vendor, communicated with difficulty and after buying cigarettes, they showed the leaflet again.
"What? What is this?" the short, fat man asked in the little Brexi he knew.
"This, this..." The hawker's expression suddenly became surprised.
Seeing the vendor's behavior, the curly-haired man and the short, fat man had a rough idea. This leaflet should be spread by equality.
"What is this?" The short, fat man hoped to learn more information and maybe be able to contact the Equality Society.
"Shh." The vendor waved his hand, and then said something that the two of them could not understand.
"I don't understand, is it from the Ping An Association?" It felt like the vendor didn't have any ill intentions, and since he really couldn't understand what he was saying, the short, fat man took the risk and asked if this was something from the Ping An Association.
"Yeah!" The hawker nodded.
"Where? Where?" the curly-haired man also asked.
"I don't know..." The vendor waved his hand quickly.
Seeing this, the short and fat man patted the curly-haired man. The curly-haired man understood and took out some money and handed it to the hawker. At this time, it is undoubtedly worthwhile to use the money to ask about the whereabouts of the Pingding Association: "Where is it?"
The vendor refused to take the money, put the money back into the curly-haired man's hand, and then trotted away.
"I don't know if he is scared, or if he really doesn't know..." The short, fat man opened the cigarette case and took a cigarette.
"I guess I don't know. If anyone knew it, the Bressey government would have wiped out all the Equality Associations. But even if he knew, he would definitely not tell us. After all, in Bressey, this is going to be beheading."
A grave sin." The curly-haired man also took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Hiss...huh..." the short and fat man exhaled a puff of smoke, "Then what should we do next?"
"I don't know." The curly-haired man had no idea.
"Oh, our trip was too hasty this time. We didn't prepare anything, and we don't even understand the basic language. If we continue like this, we will probably return in vain." The short and fat man sighed, no longer interested in looking for equality.
Give back expectations.
The curly-haired man's eyes were firm: "We have to find them no matter what. Bash's revolution needs help, and the only one who can help us is the Equality Society."
"There is no point in finding everything..."
"They will find it. I have no shame in returning to Winterhold if I don't find it." The curly-haired man thought of his companions who had pooled their money to pay for their travel expenses, and thought of their expectant eyes. If he had not found the Equality Society, he would not have called in support.
Just go back, which will be a big blow to your companions.
"Let's go and see first." The short, fat man knew the curly-haired man's temper very well and did not discuss the matter too much.
"Huh..." The curly-haired man breathed a long sigh of relief to make himself less irritable.
Time passed quickly. The two of them ran from the West District to the North District, and then from the North District to the South District. Before they had time to look at the East District, it was already dark.
"Let's look for it tomorrow." The short, fat man was too tired to walk.
The curly-haired man also felt that his feet were about to get blisters: "It's useless for us to go around like this. Equality will suddenly appear in front of us..."
The short, fat man was too lazy to discuss with the curly-haired man and sat on the street massaging his sore legs.
"But you can't get the answer if you ask anyone..." The curly-haired man said to himself and fell into deep thought.
After a while, the short and fat man alleviated the pain in his legs a lot through massage, and turned his attention to checking the condition of the curly-haired man. The curly-haired man seemed to be distracted and stared blankly ahead: "How is it?
Have you figured out a way?"
"No." The curly-haired man came back to his senses and shook his head.
At this time, the short and fat man's stomach growled.
"Are you hungry?" the curly-haired man asked.
"Nonsense." The short, fat man rubbed his belly and said.
Because they bought a pack of cigarettes for questioning in the morning, they already had what they thought was a considerable expense today.
There is still no news about the whereabouts of the Equality Society. In order to ensure that they can last longer in Lezein, the curly-haired man decided that they would starve for a day today and only eat one meal a day from now on.
"I think it will be better after some sleep. Let's go and find a suitable place." The curly-haired man stood up and prepared to find a place to stay.
"There is no way that sleeping will make you feel better. It will only make you hungrier. All I want now is to hurry up to noon tomorrow and have a good meal." The short, fat man stood up.
"Don't think about good food, we'll eat whatever is cheap," the curly-haired man said.
The short and fat man said unhappily: "Can't you even think about it? If you don't want to, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight."
"I don't know why Vladislav arranged for you to come with me. You are not suitable for traveling long distances and looking for someone."
"I know a little more Bresci than you do. Without me, it would be troublesome to come to Lezein, let alone find an equal meeting. And when you go far away to carry out such a dangerous mission, you don't arrange absolutely reliable people.
Is that possible?" the short, fat man retorted.
"Let's go, let's go." The curly-haired man smiled bitterly and walked towards the end of the street.
"Why does something feel wrong? There is no one on the road." The two of them were busy with their own business and rested for a while, so that now they realized that the street had become empty, and only the two of them were still walking in it, "Isn't that right?
Is it going to be a curfew?”
"Brexi is enforcing a curfew?" the curly-haired man looked stern.
"I don't know. We don't know anything about the situation here in Lezein. We only know that Equality will be here."
The curly-haired man quickened his pace: "Hurry up."
"Okay!" The short, fat man understood the seriousness of the matter and quickly started running cautiously.
"Stop!" Just as they ran around the corner, they happened to encounter a patrol coming towards them. The patrol saw two black figures and immediately shouted.
"It's over, we've been discovered!" The short, fat man panicked.
"Ava, come with me!" The curly-haired man changed direction and led the pudgy man back the way he came.
"Hush!" A loud whistle sounded, and the block where the two were located became commotion at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, one patrol after another appeared.
The short and fat man leaned against the wall, his body instantly soaked in cold sweat: "Why are there so many people!"
"It seems that the situation of the Equality Association is not very good..." The curly-haired man and the pudgy man had different thoughts, "Ava, I'll lure them away, and you can find an opportunity to leave!"
"What nonsense are you talking about! How could I leave you behind?!" The short, fat man glared at him, "Let's go together!"
"Don't forget our mission! Vladislav and so many companions are waiting for our good news! We must contact the Equality Society!" The curly-haired man quickly took out the remaining money and handed it to the pudgy man.
, and then ran to the side.
"Bang!"
But before he could run a few meters away, a crisp gunshot sounded from behind him.
"Don't move!"
The curly-haired man, whose heartbeat was racing, turned around and saw a group of cavalry chasing behind him. The soldier at the head fired a shot into the sky as a warning.
There is no escape.
The curly-haired man looked at the short and fat man. The short and fat man shook his head slightly. He was frustrated and should not act rashly again.
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"Two Bash men? What do they do?" In the camp of the Independent Mixed Division Cavalry Regiment, Adel was walking and talking with a soldier.
"I don't know what they did. They don't seem to understand Bresci and only know a few simple sentences. However, we found leaflets from the Equality Association and a small amount of money from them," the soldier said.
"A leaflet from the Equality Association?" Adel said in a more serious tone, "...In this case, you go find Ross and tell him that I asked him to find a reliable person who can speak Bash and come with them.
My office, by the way, bring over the two Bashi men caught during the curfew."
"Yes." The soldier ran away.
Adel watched the soldiers go away and returned to the office alone to wait.
Fifteen minutes later, Ross and a person who spoke Bash came to the office, and several soldiers also escorted the two Bash in.
"Get out." Adel ordered several soldiers to leave.
"They..." The soldier was worried about Adel's safety.
Adel showed his pistol: "If they dare to cause trouble, I will kill them directly."
"Yes." The soldiers left.
"Ross, who is this?" Adel shook hands with Ross, who also worked in the cavalry regiment.
Ross was still a little afraid of this former warden who was all-powerful in the prison. He looked slightly unnatural when shaking hands: "This is Comrade Clark from our Propaganda Department. He is reliable. Don't worry."
"Okay. These two are the Bash men caught by the patrol today during the curfew. We found Equality Association leaflets on them." Adel and Clark also shook hands and explained the situation.
"The Bash people only carry Equality Society leaflets... Clark, go ask about the situation," Ross said.
"Okay." Clark came to the two Bash men and asked in Bash, "Who are you?"
"You know Bash?! We are innocent. We didn't do anything. We just didn't know there was a curfew here, so we were caught..." After discovering that he could communicate with the other party, the short and fat man quickly explained the situation.
"I didn't ask you, so I'm innocent. Tell me what your names are, where you come from, and why you came to Lezein." Clark interrupted the pudgy man's defense.
"Okay, okay, my name is August Augustovich Petrov." August, the short and fat man, said.
"My name is Vikendy Vikendyevich Sergey." The curly-haired man Vikendy said, "We came from Winterfort, the capital of Bash, and we want to make a living here..."
Clark spoke their answers to Adel and Ross in Bresci.
"Ask him why he has a leaflet from the Equality Society on him." Adel ordered.