Lezein, in front of the prison gate where a large number of comrades from the International Equality League are apparently imprisoned.
"Mr. Capa, please come in." The deputy warden who ignored Capa last time had a big change in his attitude this time. Seeing Capa coming, he warmly invited him into the prison, "I think Capa must
My husband also has some understanding of the situation, so he should be able to understand my previous approach."
"I understand completely. I would have to do the same thing as you." Capa now had no interest in such trivial matters in the past. He followed the deputy warden's words and then asked the deputy warden to take him directly to the prison.
A prison for innocent people.
The deputy warden led Capa over there without hesitation, but with a slight objection, he smiled and lowered his voice: "You already know everything, what are you going to do?"
Capa looked around as he walked: "Interviews can be made up out of thin air, but photos cannot."
"The main reason is that the prisoners are all ordinary people. Will there be any problems in photographing them? What I want to ask is, do I need to arrange for the jailers to change their clothes and cooperate with you in taking pictures? They are all our own people, so we can take pictures how we want.
I'll give you whatever effect you want." The deputy warden thought very carefully.
"If you try to define what a member of the International Equality Alliance should look like, problems will arise. There are already many ordinary people in the International Equality Alliance, and photographing them will resonate with more people." Capa insisted on his idea.
This was his best chance to capture valuable evidence.
It is the best opportunity to help thousands of people escape from suffering.
The deputy warden did not forcibly interfere with Capa's work. Of course there was no need to do such a thankless task, and he would be held responsible if he was not careful: "Okay, it's all up to you."
A few minutes later, the deputy warden led Capa through the iron gates and arrived at the prison where a large number of ordinary people were detained.
The prison was dark, damp, smelly, lifeless and full of wailing.
Capa took a deep breath, and his stomach couldn't help but churn.
"Get used to it. The prison environment is like this, not to mention that there are now thousands of people imprisoned and it is overloaded." The deputy warden glanced at Capa and showed a slightly uncontrollable joking expression.
"Huh..." Capa put a hand in front of his nose, frowned and looked forward, "Are all the civilians detained here who are accused of being members of the International Equality Alliance?"
"Yes, our prison has handed over all the previous prisoners to other places for this purpose, making room to receive them." The deputy warden took out the cloth towel he had prepared, covered his mouth and nose and walked towards the depths of the prison.
"It's a little too dark here." Capa held the camera and looked at the conditions of the prisons on both sides with the faint light.
Each prison seems to have an area of less than five or six square meters, but in such a small space, more than ten civilians are usually imprisoned.
I don't know whether he was desperate or had no strength. He was whipped. When the deputy warden and Capa came in, the civilians in the prison did not make any noise against them.
When not even a look came his way, Capa felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"This place is dirty and smelly, and they all look half-dead. Is it okay to take photos like this and release them?" the deputy warden asked curiously, "I don't mean to interfere with you. I can do whatever you need in the prison."
I'll try my best to cooperate with you, I'm just more interested in the things you do..."
"It may not be necessary. Anyway, I just need to prepare more materials first. If there are enough materials, I will be more free to do many things." Capa stopped after walking about ten meters, and raised his hand at the prison on the side.
camera.
"Are you going to use this miserable scene to stimulate the people?" the deputy warden speculated standing aside.
"Click."
The flash of the camera illuminated like lightning a dozen civilians squatting on the ground in the prison, wearing ragged clothes and with dull eyes.
Some of them did not respond to this, while others seemed to have woken up from a dream, looking up at Capa, the deputy warden, with fear.
"I was wronged! I am not from the International Equality Alliance! Let me out!"
"I can risk my life to guarantee that I have nothing to do with the International Equality Alliance! I don't even know who reported me, I didn't do anything, I..."
"Please, please let me out. My wife is seriously ill and my children are still young. They can't live without me!"
"Let me out first. I can give you all my money. I really am not from the International Equality Alliance. I am going crazy staying here. I kowtow to you..."
They swarmed up, clinging tightly to the iron bars of the prison, reaching out their hands, scrambling to pray.
The deputy warden pulled Capa backward to prevent him from being caught by this group of people who had a strong desire to survive and did not care about anything.
"Click."
Capa suppressed the shock in his heart and took a picture of the miserable people crowding in front of the iron fence.
"Everyone be quiet!!" The deputy warden was afraid that this group of people would affect Capa's work, so he immediately took out his gun and shouted.
Seeing the gun, the people who had been shouting a second ago began to hide behind them.
But what's the secret of a small prison?
They were like mice, turning their backs and huddled in the corner. It seemed that if there was a hole in front of them, they would hide in it for the rest of their lives and never show their faces again.
"It doesn't have to be like this." Capa stopped the deputy warden, "If you scare them, they won't behave naturally. What I take will look fake and deliberate."
"Really?" the deputy warden put away his gun, "Then let's walk further inside."
"Deputy Warden!"
"Deputy Warden!"
A group of guards who were staying in the prison corridor heard the noise and rushed over.
"Nothing's wrong, continue patrolling," the deputy warden said.
"yes!"
"yes!"
"Wait a minute." Capa stopped the jailers who were about to leave, "Let them select two or three suitable jailers and take them to the interrogation room, where they will take pictures later."
"What's the appropriate method?"
"Don't look so timid, but don't be too excited." Capa thought for a while and replied.
The deputy warden looked at the jailer: "Do you understand everything? Do as Mr. Capa says."
"yes!"
"yes!"
After parting ways with the jailer, Capa continued taking photos along the way, led by the deputy warden.
"Are you a reporter?!"
Just as Capa was changing the film, a deep and powerful voice came from a prison on the left front.
"I am." Capa walked over quickly without having time to load the film.
I saw a tall man standing in front of the iron bars of the prison. Behind the tall man, several inmates were injured to varying degrees. Some wounds were festering, and some were even covered with maggots. Other prisoners
All you can do is make room for them so that they can lie down and rest in as comfortable a position as possible.
"My name is Amensen, I am a stevedore, and they are my co-workers." Amensen, standing in front of the iron fence, seemed uninjured, but his expression was solemn, and he was deeply worried about the life and death of his co-workers, "We
We were all wrongly accused. Just because the government suspected that the warehouse where we worked was once the foothold of the International Equality Alliance, they arrested us all..."
"What are you talking about?!" The deputy warden walked over leisurely.
"It's okay, let's talk." Capa comforted the deputy warden.
Amenson vaguely felt that Capa was a good man, imprisoned in this dark prison, and a reporter who at least did not ignore him and spoke harshly to him was their only hope for survival: "I want to ask you to go and talk to them.
He said, re-investigate us and give us a clean slate."
Capa did not have such ability.
What he is doing is saving these civilians, but now he cannot bring anyone out of the prison alive: "This matter-"
"Ahem, uh..."
One civilian suddenly coughed up a pool of blood.
Amensen instinctively wanted to go back to help, but his reason told him that he wanted to get the workers out of prison. He could only rely on the reporter in front of him who was willing to listen to him: "They are my workers. They did nothing, but they were tortured for no reason."
Beatings by the jailers! There is no treatment at all here. Their wounds are getting infected and festering. If this continues..."
Capa swallowed.
This was the first time he faced such a face.
A face with fear and helpless eyes. It is clear that death is only approaching, but it seems that he is already dead.
To describe it, it's as if the body is still there, but the soul is passing away bit by bit.
Capa didn't know how to answer.
Before the cruel reality, no matter how tactful or promising he is, he will destroy the little hope that the other party has carefully built up.
"The government will not wrongly accuse any good person, nor will it let go of any bad person." The deputy warden stood up and coldly blocked the way of life for the stevedore Amensen - a way of life that he thought existed.
"Can't you give them some medicine?" Capa didn't just think of a way to leave like Amundsen did. He took the next step and wanted to get some medicine for them to get through this most difficult period.
Once he collects evidence and contacts the International Equality Alliance, he will be back sooner or later.
The deputy warden sneered: "Mr. Capa, you don't know what's going on outside, right? It's a waste to give them medicine now."
Capa did not mention the public executions that were carried out every day outside in front of Amenson. He pulled the deputy warden aside and said: "I am just giving you a suggestion out of kindness. After all, it is important that the person does not die on the execution platform."
A real waste.”
This remark was deeply recognized by the deputy warden.
They spent a long time arresting so many people. If every one of them died before going to the execution platform, wouldn't it mean that they had arrested them in vain?
"Thank you, I will take care of it later." The deputy warden thanked him.
‘We will deal with it later’ is an extremely unreliable reply.
But Capa knew that this was the limit of what he could achieve. No matter how kindly he spoke for these dying people, it would be completely contrary to his position. When the time came, he would arouse suspicion and fall short of the target.
"Then I'll go over and take some photos." Capa returned to Amensen, "The deputy warden has said that he will arrange medicine for you to treat your injuries. The investigation on whether you are a member of the International Equality Alliance will also continue. Now
Just wait with peace of mind.”
"Why can't we arrange it now? They are dying!" Amenson knew that this kind of guarantee was almost empty talk, and if it was not implemented immediately, it would never be implemented.
Capa sighed and did not respond. He picked up the camera and pointed it at the prison.
"puff!"
"Ika! Ika!"
"So cold, so thirsty, hiss... cough cough!"
"Keep on holding on!"
The civilians in the prison with infected wounds were dying step by step. Others in the prison were helpless and could do nothing but watch them die.
"We were wronged! Let us out quickly! You are committing murder!"
"You don't deserve to be a reporter! You are no different from these government lackeys!"
Hopes in vain, Amensen roared at Capa.
"Crack!"
Capa gritted his teeth and took the photo.
"Let's go?" The deputy warden didn't even look at the prison. He had long been accustomed to the helpless struggle of these dying people.
Capa didn't move.
"I suggest you stop reading. Those of you who rarely see even a little blood can easily be stimulated to have nightmares," the deputy warden joked.
"I changed my mind and arranged treatment for them." Capa stared inside and said in a deep voice.
"Um?"
"Arrange treatment for them immediately!" Capa repeated with emphasis.
The deputy warden narrowed his eyes: "I said, I will deal with it later. The most important thing now is to help you complete the work of the newspaper office."
"This is my job." Capa turned his head and said expressionlessly, "We need to put on a show and show our magnanimity through the government's rescue of members of the International Equality Alliance regardless of past suspicions, so that the stubborn resistance of the International Equality Alliance can turn into ignorance.
.”
"You reporters are still too thoughtful." The deputy warden thought this made sense, and immediately called a jailer over and ordered him to contact the doctor.
Hearing that the doctor was really coming, Amenson cried with joy. He excitedly told several coworkers who were basically unconscious about the good news, and then knelt down to Capa and the deputy warden: "Thank you! Thank you!"
Capa's scalp was numb.
Why kneel?!
Why kneel to them?!
It was obviously the Provisional Government that caused them to become like this, why should they abandon their anger and become grateful just because they gave them a little favor?!
"It's really a bit troublesome, but you have to do the whole thing for a show." The deputy warden raised his head, feeling a little impatient while waiting for the doctor.
"Get up." Capa put down the camera and helped Amenson through the iron fence.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Amensen didn't dare to get up.
Their life and death depended on the thoughts of the two people in front of him, and he did not dare to make any move that the other party would consider offensive.
So what if you kneel down?
It doesn’t matter if you keep kneeling!
As long as the workers can get treatment and survive!
With nothing left, this is already a very good deal!