"Isn't time too tight? Even if we get in touch with the main station and sub-stations and get approval for an aid, it will take about half a month to arrive," Murphy said.
"Look at the weather, how long can those kids stay there?" Verak raised his chin toward the window.
The temperature has already dropped in Monlego, and it will only get colder in the future. The children, who have no clothes to wear and can only rummage through the garbage for food, will soon face the severe cold and starvation that threatens death.
If we just sit back and watch, it won't be long before people die one after another, repeating the tragedies described by King Jose.
Connie suggested: "They are all from Monrego, why not find a way to get the Monrego government to intervene?"
"It will be useless to look for them. Just look at how long it took for the villagers of Shuang Naga Village to ask for help without responding." Murphy does not have any expectations for the government that exists in name only.
"Shuang Naga Village is Antonio's territory, and it is located in the border mountains. This is the city of Monrego. They can place it properly under their noses as long as they stretch out their hands. I think we should give it a try." Connie thinks that these two things
Things cannot be generalized.
"You can look for related channels, but there is really little hope." Verak said in a deep voice, "Didn't Jose say that they will be expelled by patrols if they beg on the street? Obviously the government does not like them. Moreover,
If you want to help, it’s not just these dozens of children. They are a common situation, not a special case. Then the entire Monlego City must help, and the voices of other areas cannot be ignored. Who would be willing to spend such a large amount of money?
Huh? If you were willing, the city of Monrego would not be what it is now."
Listening to Murphy's translation, Lopez and others looked worried.
"Our current situation is also the same. To help one, ten people will come to us for help, and if we help ten, a hundred people will come to us for help. But we don't have that much ability to deal with the mess that even the Mongolian government dare not touch. The only way to do this is through
The real shortcut to changing Mengge can help everyone. The current situation is that we have encountered it, and we are about to witness a tragedy. If we just sit back and do nothing, everyone will feel uncomfortable."
Knowing and seeing are two different things.
Everyone knows that there are many suffering people in the world, but very few of them can take the initiative to seek help from them. Without help, there will be no burden in their hearts.
It's different when you see it, especially if the International Equality Alliance itself is doing this. You don't need to be condemned by others if you don't save someone. You will suffer immediately and feel extremely ashamed.
Verak acted very decisively: "However, since you are a person who does big things, you must maintain a tough and strong heart. Our main route cannot be interrupted, let alone changed, and we must not delay it in order to help a small group of people at the moment.
It’s a matter of saving everyone’s time. While we do our best to help these children, we cannot affect the overall progress.”
"clear."
"clear."
Several people deeply believed it.
"So how do we help them?" Obrador brought the topic back to the beginning, "Or we rent a place for them and buy them food regularly? This way the money will be spent quickly, but it should last.
Until support arrives.”
The money brought by the three of them has to support the five additional Lopezes and maintain the next series of operations. It is already very tight. If more than twenty children are included in the effort, once the support from the sub-station does not arrive in time, they will all
Finished playing.
Naturally, Verak couldn't take this risk. He expressed his thoughts and dared to make a promise: "I have a way to try. As long as it succeeds, it will not only help the children, but also earn us a fortune."
funds."
Can you help children and make money at the same time?
Is there such a good thing?
Everyone's eyes lit up, and Murphy didn't even bother to translate. It was only after Obrador, Lopez and others pressed him that he came back to his senses and repeated Verac's original words.
"I want to hold a charity dinner." Verak said without hesitation, "We will hold it among the dignitaries in the inner city. The gimmick is to help the children."
He was able to think of this mainly because he participated in similar activities during the days when he was pretending to be Chris in Lazein.
The scene of those nobles who had eaten all the flesh and blood of the lower class people showing compassion at the dinner party, raising funds and pretending to donate to the poor is still vivid in my mind.
He wanted to replicate this kind of activity in Monlego City. No matter what those people thought, as long as he could get money from them.
"How...how to do this? Is it possible..." Murphy had never thought of this possibility.
"It is impossible for us, a group of people with no background in Monrego City, to organize a charity banquet that can invite many dignitaries to attend." Verak is self-aware, "So if we want to achieve this, we will
You have to find someone with this ability to cooperate.”
"Why do people cooperate with us?" De asked.
"Of course it's because of profit," Verak said. "For us, charity banquets are a way to help children. For others, it's a black industry that makes huge profits."
"You mean we send people, the other party is responsible for the organization, and the final donation money is divided equally?" Murphy understood what Verak meant.
Verak nodded, but showed a helpless expression: "It's impossible to split equally. The other party will definitely take the majority."
Connie said dissatisfied: "There are so many children waiting to survive, how can the other party have the nerve to take most of them?"
"It's very simple. If the other party doesn't have us, they can still find donors and organize charity dinners on their own. If we don't have the other party, there's really nothing we can do. In this transaction, we are at a disadvantage, so how can we share the interests with the other party?
On an equal footing?" Verak shrugged and spread his hands.
"But if, as you said, they don't need to cooperate with us and have the ability to establish donors and organize charity banquets, then how can they be willing to do this with us and let us take away part of the benefits in vain?" Murphy
Found the problem.
Verak said "Yeah": "This is one of the problems we need to find ways to overcome. We must have advantages that we can but the other party cannot, so as to ensure the minimum share and even strive for more."
"One?" Connie understood that this meant there were other questions.
"Have you forgotten? There are many guards guarding the entrances and exits of the city center, that is, the inner city. We can't get in without their special identification certificates. If we can't get in, we won't talk about contacting suitable candidates for cooperation. We will do whatever we need to do."
Lark said.
Methods that not only help children but also solve their own financial crisis face two problems.
1. How to enter the inner city?
Second, how to have an advantage in cooperation to ensure that the other party must cooperate with you and give yourself a sufficient share?
Lopez frowned and said, "Are you sure this method will work as long as it solves these two problems?"
"I'm not sure, but there should be no better way at the moment." The reason why Verak didn't bring it up early was because he wanted to see if anyone had any better ideas.
It's a pity that no one has come up with a decent and more feasible plan than his.
There was a brief silence in the room.
Everyone is thinking about how to solve these two points.
"There are three ways you can try to enter the inner city. One is to bribe the guards, the other is to find a way to make a fake identity certificate, or simply apply for a real one." Verak broke the silence and promoted the implementation of the plan.
"I asked the other day that to apply, you really need to have a work certificate or a residence certificate in the inner city, or ask someone from the inner city to vouch for a special certificate. The former is mainstream, while the latter is usually temporary." Murphy crossed his arms across his chest.
, thinking deeply, "If you can find a good candidate outside the city and write a letter and pass it in, then you can ask the other party to guarantee and let us in."
"This is quite safe, but it brings up a new problem. How can we understand the situation in the inner city here and find people who have this ability and are suitable for cooperation?" Verak felt that the problem had not been solved, and still
He froze there.
There was another moment of silence.
Obrador couldn't sit still and stood up and said: "We can't sit like this all the time. I'm going to try first to see if I can bribe the guards to let us in. If it doesn't work, I'll look for a way around. If someone really makes a fake identity,
Proven business will definitely attract customers near the entrance and exit of the inner city."
"Okay, pay attention to safety." Verak nodded, "The others will maintain their original tasks. Murphy and Connie will be ready to contact the sub-station in the afternoon. I will find a way to solve another problem."
"clear."
"clear."
Obrador left the hotel.
They were all adults with rich experience, and Verak didn't give too many instructions.
After a short lunch break, Lopez, De Yáñez, and Musquez went out, while Murphy and Connie debugged the radio telegraph machine and waited to get in touch with the substation.
At two o'clock, Verak went over to check on the situation: "How are you preparing?"
"It's all set, just wait until half past two." Murphy stroked the telegraph machine, "But we can't rule out the possibility that they still haven't received our letter. In that case, they can only wait for the third agreed time, October.
It’s the twenty-fifth.”
"Okay, calm down. It's best if you can contact us today. It doesn't matter if you can't contact us." Verak patted the two of them on the shoulders, sat down and waited with them.
Unconsciously, the time came to half past two. Murphy was waiting intently to receive the electrical signal from the substation, but ten minutes passed and the desired result never appeared.
"Maybe it's too far and it takes a little more time." He analyzed the situation by himself and still waited.
An hour later, Verak stretched his body and went to the window to smoke: "It should be that the letter has not been sent yet. Let's wait for the appointed time on the 25th."
Murphy said: "The letter I sent from Laquimoto City on the 15th was not from Monlego City. The distance between Laquimoto City and the sub-station is not very far. They should have delivered it."
"You have overestimated the current situation in Mongolia. We will be very lucky if the letter is not lost on the road. If we wait a little longer, there are still three agreed times, so we will definitely be in time." Verak looked at it with a bright mind.
"I think if we were contacted earlier and received assistance earlier, many things would be much easier to solve." Murphy turned off the telegraph machine.
"It's best if you can, but it doesn't matter if you can't. The earliest equality would have been nothing, and wouldn't it still be where we are today? Funding is a trouble, but we are destined not to be restricted by such troubles in our progress." Wei Wei.
Lark's faith is strong.
"That's right." Murphy's feeling of frustration dissipated a lot.
"I think you should learn more from Comrade Verak." said Connie, who was watching. "What I admire most about Comrade Verak is that he remains calm and optimistic in the face of danger. When we work together, no matter what difficulties we face,
, I will also feel that we can solve it sooner or later under his influence."
Murphy nodded: "I have never been able to learn this."
"Because you are really too young. Being impatient and angry when you are young is not necessarily a bad thing." Verak likes to see both sides of things. "In addition, I have been with Mr. Keating for so long, and I learned this from him."
"Well, I feel like you two are becoming more and more similar now." Murphy could clearly feel the changes and progress in Verak.
"It is my honor to be a person like Mr. Keating." Verak leaned against the window and took a puff of cigarette.
Connie has not met Keating yet, but has often heard from other people that he is a wise man who is no less legendary than Verak, Boyne and others: "I hope I have the opportunity to meet Comrade Keating in the future."
"You can think of him as Keating in his youth." Murphy pointed at Verak, "I really feel that they are no different now."
"It's better to meet me in person." Connie smiled.
While chatting, Obrador, who went to get identification, came back and got back a small ID: "Look at this."
Verak, Connie, and Murphy gathered around to look at the ID. The ID was written in Mongolian and had an eye-catching seal.
"Is this a pass into the inner city?" Murphy asked.
"This is false," Obrador said. "I first tried to bribe the guards, but they scolded me. If I hadn't begged for mercy quickly, they might have arrested me. Later I
I stayed near the checkpoint, but unexpectedly I saw the person who made fake documents. He asked me if I wanted to enter the inner city, and then sold me this kind of fake ID. I bought one first and brought it back to you.
."
"Why do I feel that the production is a bit clumsy? Could it be that the real ID is so perfunctory?" Verak looked through the ID and was worried that it would be easier for the guards to see through it.
"The dealer who sold it to me said that there are people in the guard cooperating with them, so there is no need to make it more realistic. As long as there is nothing wrong with the appearance and you hand the ID to their people when you go in, you will definitely be able to get in." Auf
Radol explained.
"Oh, that's it." Verak understood.
Some of the guards at the inner city entrance and exit checkpoints are very strict, but some can't resist the temptation.
These guards who wanted to make quick money were worried about being discovered and reported by their companions and passers-by, so they secretly colluded with the traffickers. The traffickers would make documents that looked the same, and then check them by themselves before entering the city, so that even their companions standing nearby could see it.
There was nothing wrong with it, so the money was collected in an upright manner.