Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 195 Go to the military warehouse to relax

  At 10:30, Veraker and his party arrived near the government building in a truck, and stayed in the 'safe zone' just like they went to observe the Mana Pavilion, to avoid being interrogated by a patrol team mixed with members of the Security Department.

   "We're here." Diaz parked the car on the side of the road and looked ahead through the window.

Of course Veraker knew that they had arrived. He was not familiar with this place, but the impression of being arrested was extremely deep. When he saw the building complex, he couldn't help but recall his previous experience: "... Um."

Nord and Murphy, who were staying in the carriage, rushed from the Aisha Hotel to the Mana Pavilion, and then from the Mana Pavilion to the government building. They stayed in the dark and bumpy carriage for almost two Half an hour, and now I'm bored.

   After the car finally stopped, Nord kept in mind that Veraker's exhortations were not communicated loudly through the carriage, but tapped with his knuckles to signal them to come up with it.

   "Go down and take a walk." Verak, who heard the movement, was silent for a while, opened the door and got out of the car.

  Diaz was worried about the danger of Verak appearing on the street, but Verak didn't give him a chance to dissuade him at all, so he could only get out of the car and called Nord and Murphy out of the car.

   "I'm suffocating..." Nord jumped out of the car, taking a big breath of air.

   "We..." Diaz looked around cautiously and asked Veraque in a low voice.

  Villac saw Diaz's unnatural expression and patted him on the shoulder: "Did you forget what I just told you? Don't be so nervous, you are all new faces, what are you afraid of?"

   "I'm afraid of you..."

"It's not close to the government building, just strolling outside, nothing to do." Verak said calmly with his hands behind his back, "Like me, or like a passer-by, don't cast your eyes randomly, don't be so tense, let go easy."

  Diaz followed Verac's words and adjusted his body shape and expression.

"Well, that's it." After Diaz's performance was generally reasonable, Verac glanced at Nord and Murphy again. Nord was natural, but Murphy was taciturn and not nervous, "Okay, let's go." .”

   "Where are you going?" Nord followed Veraker's footsteps.

   Not far from the front of the few people is the Security Department of the government building where Veraker was once imprisoned, and now Boyne, Daniel, and Ross are also imprisoned. Verak squinted his eyes and glanced, his determination to rescue them was extremely firm in his heart, and then he just blended into the crowd and walked in the opposite direction: "No direction, just wander around."

   "Anyway, after seeing a lot, I don't think Lazein is actually anything special." Nord chatted.

"Really? This is one of the best metropolises." Verac glanced at the two brothers Diaz and Murphy who were following behind, and planned to let the two of them exercise their abilities in this area after returning. "In addition to Laizein, have you seen anything else?"

"We passed by Dunman when we went to Montrego. It's a pity that there was still a war there at that time, and it was very chaotic. We didn't stop much, and passed through as fast as possible." Nord said, "In short, we passed by along the way. In many places, it is an eye-opener."

  My friends who only knew how to live in the slums in the past also went out to experience it, and Verac was quite emotional. He chuckled, passed a slow-moving woman sideways, and continued to wander on the street: "That's right, I haven't even been to places like Dunman and Montrego."

   "I'll take you there in the future." Nord patted his chest.

"No need, I will go to Dunman and Pruman to see and see after I finish my work." Verak shook his head slightly. He didn't need Nord to lead the way. Things have been initially planned.

   "Then I will go with you when the time comes."

  Verak didn't answer directly, but asked something else: "Do you think it's okay here?"

Laizein is the center of the Republic of Bresci, and the government building is the center of Laizein, so it is extremely prosperous, surrounded by high-rise buildings, the density of cars exceeds that of horse-drawn carriages, the shops are also very lively, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians .

  If everything right now is the truest microcosm of this country and this world, Verak and the others don’t have to risk their lives to fight for their rights.

Nord's nose was red from the cold, his hands were put into his pockets, and he shrank his neck: "Of course it's good—it's a pity that countless civilians are working day and night, overdrawing their lives, giving up their own beauty, and being forced to pile up .”

  Hearing this, Verac stopped and looked up and down Nord in surprise: "Is this what you said?"

  In Nord’s eyes, Verac is still the calm and introverted photographer in the slums. In Verac’s eyes, Nord is not the immature child who only knows how to speak like the nobles who go to eat in their restaurants.

   They are all changing.

   "What? Look down on people? I've studied the theory of equality anyway, and I've been in the Equality Society for so long—"

   "Shhh." Verak's eyes suddenly sharpened, "Don't talk nonsense."

   "Yes, yes, yes..." Nord finally realized, scratching him awkwardly.

  Verak exhaled cold air, and walked while observing everything in sight.

  Laizein is an international metropolis. In terms of prosperity, few cities in the world can match it, let alone its central location. Most of the people who come here to shop and work either live here or have a good life. It can be said that six out of ten people who appear here are people from the camp of vested interests.

  Passing through the shop, when he saw the customers inside, passed by the cars, and passed by the luxuriously dressed people, Verac felt a strange feeling in his heart.

  As Nord said just now, most of the people here are stepping on civilians.

  He will pull these people down and lift up those below.

  There are many people standing on the top, and even more people are trampled on below. They have to pull and help, and there is a long way to go.

   "By the way, can you find a way to just wander around like this?" Nord kept silent for a while, and then asked endlessly in Veraker's ear.

  Nord and Colin are quite similar in this regard.

  Verak didn't have the slightest idea of ​​impatience, and replied calmly: "I came out for a stroll today to find a solution, and it's not to find a solution."

"How to say?"

"We've all been held back for too long. You keep learning things, and I focus on solving all kinds of problems that come one after another. I have to give my brain a vacation." Verak shivered. Today's weather is worse than he expected. The estimate is even colder, "When I empty my mind and lighten the load, I think there will always be some new ideas on this matter."

"It makes sense. You are really good now, but it's a pity that Temple—the weather is really cold..." When Nord sighed from the bottom of his heart, he accidentally said the taboo in Verak's heart, but this time he realized it in time , After talking halfway, he quickly changed the subject.

"It's really cold." Verac pretended not to hear the name of 'Dempsey', wrapped his clothes tightly, and asked Diaz and Murphy behind him to catch up with his own pace, "Let's go shopping again Let's go now, we should still be able to catch lunch."

   Diaz has no opinion: "Okay."

   "What are the plans for the afternoon?" Nord asked.

   "Afternoon..." Verak slowed down, "If you still feel that there are a lot of things in your mind, let's continue shopping."

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After gaining a brief understanding of the vicinity of the Mena Pavilion and the government building, the two places that the Equality Council will focus on next, Verac and his team returned to the Aisha Hotel in a rush for a meal, and then entered the basement floor of the casino next door through the tunnel. , had lunch with Morais and others in the cafeteria.

"Hey, I almost didn't recognize this outfit! How is it? What did you gain after running outside for a long time?" Morais, Keating, Piaf, and several other cadres were eating together, and saw the disgraced Verac After I came back, my heart was hanging and I finally let go.

   "There is nothing to gain, I just go to relax in the morning." Verak never thought that he would find a solution to the problem in half a day. "I went to the vicinity of the Mona Hall and the government building."

   Keating looked worried: "The guards in these places should be quite tight. If you can't go out, it's better not to go out."

   "It's okay, teacher, I have a sense of proportion in this matter. I just relax nearby and learn about the situation. I won't take any risks." Verak didn't tell what happened to him when he was interrogated, lest everyone would be more worried and even refuse him to go out again.

   "Be careful and be careful." That's all Keating could say.

  Verak has a trait that looks like a double-edged sword, and that is stubbornness. What you believe in your heart will not be shaken by what others say, and you have to stick to it.

   Keating devoted himself to cultivating Veraker, and wanted this potential man to unleash a hundred times and a thousand times more power to influence and then change the world. But he had trouble with Veraker's stubbornness, and it was difficult for him to explain whether Veraker should continue or change.

  If it were someone else, he would use his rich experience and knowledge to express his opinions without pressure, but Veraker was extremely cautious and even dared not.

  He firmly believes that Veraker will be a person who can change the world.

  Then he changes Verak now, influences his traits that have no obvious tendency to be good or bad, what changes will happen to this person's life and the world that is struggling to welcome the new life?

   After briefly explaining what happened in the morning, Veraker began to concentrate on eating, completely unaware of the entanglement and hesitation in Keating's heart at this time.

   "Teacher, what do you have in the afternoon?" Verac, who quickly finished half of his meal, drank a glass of water and asked Keating about his afternoon arrangements.

"I will revise the training plan with Piaf in the afternoon. Now the number of trainees in each session is increasing, and our training must make appropriate adjustments with the changes in the number of people, so as to ensure that its efficiency and quality are still qualified ’” Keating replied.

  Morais interjected: "I have specially given you a day or two to rest, and you are now intensively preparing for the follow-up work."

   "Let's rest after the whole plan is successfully concluded." Keating looked at Verak and joked, "Now only Verak can relax and hang out."

   "I was thinking that if you are fine, we will go out for a stroll in the afternoon." Verak laughed.

   "I'm old, not as courageous as you." Keating shook his head, eating slowly.

  Villac stopped talking, and after eating the remaining half of the meal, he said goodbye to everyone present, and then went out of the cadre's compartment, and found Nord, Diaz, and Murphy: "All finished?"

   "It's over." Diaz said.

   "Let's go then." Verak led the three of them towards the passage.

  Nord wiped his mouth and followed Veraker's pace: "I just finished eating, and I'm going out again?"

   "What? After a long time, you are not interested in the outside world? Then go back to your room and study hard. I will come back to check your study results at night." Verak said without looking back.

   "I didn't say no, I just asked why I was in such a hurry." Nord said.

   "You really take it as a distraction." Verak couldn't laugh or cry.

   "Isn't it? You said it."

  Villac thought for a while: "Almost, the main reason is that we all think about the problem with this mentality. It should be less easy to get into trouble, and we will be more sure to notice what others have not noticed."

   "Facts have proved that the more anxious we are, the less we will have a clue." Diaz explained Verac's meaning for Nord again, "Verak hopes to solve the problem by relaxing, not simply relaxing."

"It's too complicated, you should think about it, and I will be responsible for the contribution." Nord couldn't understand the difference, so he simply waved his big hand and stopped thinking, "By the way, I will drive in the afternoon, and stay in the car. It almost made me vomit."

Nord's performance in the morning was very good. If he encounters patrolling soldiers to interrogate him in the afternoon, he must be more reliable than Diaz and Murphy. Verak agreed to his request: "Well, it's good if you come ...Huh? When will you drive?"

   "After returning to Laizein, we were responsible for the transportation of personnel and goods of the Equality Society, so we learned by the way." Nord said.

   “Keep this learnable attitude.”

"rest assured."

"Diaz, Murphy, your inadequacies in getting along with people, I will have a good talk with you when I come back tonight." Verac originally planned to talk to them when he came back at noon, but after looking at it now, he can only put it in At night, "If you don't solve this point, you will have big problems in the future."

   In fact, what Verac said was quite subtle. Eddie and Murphy learned martial arts when they were young, and they are not good at communicating with others. If they don't make some changes, it will be difficult for them to achieve greater achievements in the Equality Association or anywhere.

   "Okay." Diaz still just popped out a word.

   Talking, the four returned to the hotel, went out from the front of the hotel and got into the car.

   "Can it work?" Verak watched Nord start the car in a hurry.

"It will definitely work. I just haven't touched a little hand for more than half a month." As he said that, Nord started the car suddenly, and the car stopped forward. Diaz and Murphy sitting in the car were almost shaken. fall.

   "Slow down!" Verak called.

   "Where are you going?!" Nord didn't look flustered at all, he concentrated on controlling the steering wheel, and steered the truck to set off crookedly.

  Villac supported the roof of the car with one hand, and stabilized his figure: "Do you know where the military warehouse is? Let's go over there to relax."

  (end of this chapter)