Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 194 Untitled

   As soon as Verac finished appeasing the dignified Diaz, the patrolling soldiers beckoned them to come down.

   "Can't you get down?" Diaz's hand slowly reached for the pistol on the car.

   "Of course, you will be responsible for it later." Verak stuffed the gun into a more concealed place, signaling him not to act rashly, and then specially warned him when he got off the car.

  Although he had disguised himself, it was not guaranteed to be 100% unrecognizable, so the best way was for Diaz to deal with the soldiers, attracting most of the attention and covering him up.

  Seeing that Verac got out of the car first, Diaz worried that the soldiers would focus on him, so he quickly got out of the car and asked, "What's the matter, sir?"

   "What's in the car?" the leader of the patrol team asked coldly.

   "Two workers," Diaz replied.

  The team leader looked at Diaz and Verac, and raised his chin: "Go and see."

   "Yes." Two soldiers trot past several people, came to the carriage and called Nord and Murphy down.

  After four people stood in line next to the truck, the two patrolling soldiers remained vigilant, while the team leader put his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth: "Where did you come from?"

   "Kip City."

   "What are you doing here?"

   "Shipping some decoration materials."

   "Where is it going?"

   "Aisha Hotel."

   "What about the cargo list?"

   Diaz, who was in charge of the response, ran back to the car, found out the list that Verac had prepared earlier in the morning, and handed it to the team leader: "Here."

  The team leader glanced at it casually, and looked at Diaz again: "Aren't you Brecy's?"

   "I'm from Montreco." Diaz said.

   "Why did you get here?" The team leader returned the list to Diaz.

   "It's easier to make money here." Diaz tried to make himself look more natural, but the more he wanted to be natural, the more his face became stiff. "I'm delivering goods between Kip and Lazein."

  The team leader's observation skills are very keen. He noticed something abnormal in Diaz, and narrowed his eyes: "It's not that simple, is it?"

  Diaz is very honest, and he has always done things frankly. It is a bit difficult for him to deceive people. In addition, he is facing patrol soldiers, so he will inevitably become more nervous: "What is simple and not simple..."

  Nord looked at Verak.

  Verak stood motionless, he felt Nord's gaze, but did not meet his gaze.

   "I don't understand what you're saying." Diaz shook his head.

   "I've met too many people, you must be more than just shipping goods." The team leader looked directly at Diaz, his sharp eyes seemed to see through everything about him.

  Nord and Murphy were very anxious.

   Hearing what the captain said, Verak heaved a sigh of relief.

If the captain is a ruthless person, or if he really wants to deal with them, he should do it directly after confirming that something is wrong with them, and the captain's tone is neither soft nor hard, pointing out that they have no intention of using force at all after they have other plans. Then everything is obvious.

  He didn't have the idea of ​​arresting a few people.

   "We didn't." Diaz refused to admit it.

   Seeing that Diaz was too straight, the team leader asked Murphy, Nord, and Verak one by one from left to right: "Is there any?"

   "Yes." Murphy flatly denied it, while Nord took the risk to admit it.

"Look, your people say you have it, right? What are you pretending for?" The team leader immediately smiled, "But, I don't really want to inquire about your affairs. I can't give you any rewards from above, so I might as well go along with the flow and let you go, just as a friend, right?"

  Things change a little quickly for Diaz.

  The team leader is still asking him what he is doing, but he wants to be friends again. What is the reason for this?

"Sir, you are right!" Nord realized that what he said just now was correct, and continued to fight for Diaz boldly, "It would be great to make friends, but you have helped us so much by accommodating us, We can’t just say nothing.”

   As he spoke, Nord took out all the money from his pocket, and when shaking hands with the captain, he sneakily stuffed the money into the captain's hand.

The team leader has rich experience, and he smiled at Nord. After shaking hands, he clenched his hands into fists and put them into his trouser pockets: "You are too polite. We are all ordinary people. It is not easy to earn a little money to make a living. I can help you a little." Just a little help, right?"

   "Yes, yes." Nord nodded and bowed in agreement with the captain.

   "Is there anything unusual in the car?" The team leader asked the two subordinates in a slightly higher than normal voice.

   "No exceptions."

   After putting on a show in front of the passers-by, the team leader smiled and said: "It's nothing, go ahead and do what you should do, and pay attention to safety on the road."

   "Okay, thank you, please take care of me when I'm in the city." Nord smiled.

   "Get in the car." Verac whispered to Diaz, and then sat in the co-pilot first.

   "Of course, we do this to help everyone, right." After finishing talking nonsense with Nord, the captain led his subordinates to continue patrolling, "Okay, let's go."

  Nord and Murphy returned to the car, Diaz sat in the driver's seat, and the car drove towards the Mena Hall again.

"You're not good at dealing with people. Just now, that person's intention was very obvious. He just wanted to collect some money. If you give him the money earlier, it will be fine." Verac found that Diaz was good in everything, but he was not tactful in his dealings with others. , not as good at dealing with people as Nord.

"I didn't notice..." Diaz even had beads of sweat on his forehead. He just wanted to knock down the squad leader with an elbow, and then subdue the other two soldiers with Murphy, and then fled the scene with Verac .

   "Duohe Nord learns." Verac said.

  Nord has been in the service industry dealing with people before, and he is used to acting on people's faces. He still understands the hints released by others.

   "Yes." Diaz let out a long breath and calmed himself down.

  If he wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't bat an eye, but it would be too difficult for him to lie and talk to people.

   "You need to learn from each other." Verak felt more deeply that everyone has something worth learning. Before, he thought Nord was the least calm and incompetent of the three, but now it seems that he is still too one-sided.

   "How was your performance just now? You scared me to death..." The two were talking, and Nord in the carriage knocked on the iron sheet and said.

   "Good performance, keep your voice down, and stay safe." Verac replied and reminded Diaz, "You don't need to learn from him."

  —

   An hour and a half later, the car arrived near the Mona Pavilion.

  In addition to the various exhibition halls of the Republic of Brescia, the Mona Hall also has exhibition halls in charge of delegations from various countries, so it covers a large area, and you can basically appreciate the truly international exhibits when you enter.

  The truck was parked three streets away from the Mana Hall, where only the tops of several main exhibition hall buildings could be seen, and the smaller exhibition halls were blocked from view.

"I can only go here, and if you go any closer, you will definitely run into an interrogation." Diaz explained, "The interrogation here is different from the one we just encountered. It will be mixed with people from the Ministry of Security. Money can fool you."

   "Then just stop here." Verac didn't force to get close to the Mana Pavilion, he stared at some of the buildings of the Mana Pavilion that he could see for a long time, "The Mana Pavilion..."

   "Aren't we going to find a solution to the lack of weapons? Why are we here?" When Verak pondered for about ten minutes, Diaz couldn't help asking why.

  Verak said: "Not only here, we have to go to many places."

   "This is what..."

   "I have to connect some things together." Verak murmured, "How far is the government building from here?"

   "Forty minutes away," Diaz replied.

  Villac took a deep look at the Mena Pavilion not far away: "Let's go, and then go to the government building to have a look."

  Diaz couldn't figure out what Verac's plan was, so he had to endure his curiosity and try to guess while driving towards the government building.

  —

  In the interrogation room of the Security Department of the government building, Rose's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his clothes were mixed with dried blood, and his body was covered with sweat stains.

  He has been locked here for half a month.

  After being tortured for about the same time as Veraker was at the time, Locke Shriver half gave up on his interrogation, but still hung him here, waiting for him to figure it out and tell the secret at any time, without destroying his body again.

   This gave him a timely respite, let him walk through the gate of hell, and then turned around and ran back abruptly.

   "Uh..." He groaned weakly, opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the cold interrogation room where he was alone.

  How strong is a person's beliefs? No one knows, and it cannot be measured. This is a power that allows people to continuously break through and break through again, bringing the upper limit to the same height as a miracle.

  Ross inadvertently seemed to have created a miracle that he thought was a miracle.

   It's just that he doesn't know if the other captured prisoners will tell the secrets about Verak after being interrogated by Locke Shriver after they come to Laizein.

  He was worried.

   He was worried that they would cause trouble to Veraker if they revealed the secret, and he was also worried that he would no longer be of value to Locke Shriver in the future.

  How long can I live?

   Waiting for other prisoners to be escorted to Laizein, it should be when he died.

  Ross is disheartened.

   "Bring it in."

   Just when he was about to close his eyes and continue to wait for the time, there was a sudden noise outside, as if a lot of people had come.

   Soon, Locke Shriver and several subordinates escorted the two prisoners into the interrogation room. When hanging the two new prisoners around Rose, he specially greeted Rose: "Good morning."

  Ross didn't answer, but looked at the other prisoners. The two prisoners were a little familiar to him. They had met a few times in the prison, played cards and had dinner together.

   "Do you know?" Rock Shriver asked Rose.

  Before Rose could speak, the two prisoners nodded impatiently: "I know him. He is Danny Rose. We know each other very well. He even played the piano in prison."

   "Really?" Locke Shriver listened, his eyes always falling on Rose's face, "If you are so familiar, you should also know what Rose knows, right?"

   "Are you talking about Chris? We have already said everything we know about him. If you want to know more, we really can't help it..." The two prisoners said helplessly.

They were caught in other places, and Locke Shriver called the people there to ask related questions, but after they answered, Locke Shriver was not satisfied, so he took a lot of trouble to transport them to Lazein, intending to Personal interrogation.

   "How could it be? Don't you guys know Ross very well? He knows it, so you know a little bit too." Locke Shriver sat down and looked at the three people who were hung in a row.

   "Not familiar with each other, we are not familiar with each other, so we just talk occasionally, we really don't know."

  Rock Shriver's subordinate picked up the stick and threw it at the prisoner: "Didn't you just say that you know each other very well?! How come you don't know each other well?! How dare you lie here?!"

   "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't make it clear just now. We don't know each other well. We really don't know each other well. I've said everything I need to say. Please, stop beating..." The prisoner begged in defense.

   "Wait." Rock Shriver stopped his subordinates, "Do you know the relationship between Ross and Chris?"

"They are very good friends!" said the prisoner who was not beaten. "When they were working on the same production line, Ross helped Chris a lot! Their cells are still adjacent! Chris also helped Ross to the deputy prison. Chang won the chance to play the piano!"

  Rock Shriver made a "tsk tsk tsk" sound: "The relationship is so good, no wonder Ross has to keep a secret for Chris when he dies."

  Ross looked at Rock Shriver indifferently.

   Fortunately among misfortunes, the two prisoners who were caught did not know Verak's true identity. In this way, Verak will not have any trouble, and he should not die for a while.

   "Do you know anyone else close to Chris?" Rock Shriver asked.

   "Keating, Dawn..." The prisoner reported many names.

  The subordinate next to Rock Shriver recorded the names one by one.

   "Do you know where they all fled?"

   "Keating should have gone with Chris. Keating knows where the gold is, and they probably went to find it. Dawn probably went home..."

After the two prisoners scrambled to show their worth, and told all they knew, Locke Shriver leisurely asked about the process of the escape: "According to the warden Adel, all of you participated in the escape. It's planned, right?"

   "Some of us knew about it temporarily, and some of us knew about it earlier..."

"How did you do it? So many escapes have failed before, but this unprecedented unity. After Chris went, what is the specific difference in the prison?" Rock Shriver wanted to know about 'Chris' All, trying to find clues through jailbreak.

  The prisoners talked about their feelings.

   Rose on the side laughed out loud as he listened.

   "What are you laughing at?" Rock Shriver kept a polite smile.

"What you asked is nonsense, and what you get will definitely be nonsense." Rose looked disdainful, "If they really knew why the prisoners united and what Chris brought us, they wouldn't say a word to you here .”

  (end of this chapter)