Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 498 Public Opinion War (19)

   "Get up, you don't need to do this, you will all be treated." Capa slowly understood what Amensen was thinking.

  He thinks that he is not a person who is particularly good at compassion, but at this moment, his heart seems to be connected with all the civilians in the prison.

  The endless despair, pain, coldness, hunger, fear, anger... He could feel it all.

   During the ten minutes waiting for the doctor to come, Capa silently watched the prison, suppressing his pain.

  He secretly warned himself not to shed tears, to pretend to be cold and ruthless like all perpetrators, and to only consider the interests of himself and the government in all actions. Only by doing our best to integrate into them now can we save these innocent people someday in the future.

   "Or go to pat other things first?" The deputy warden didn't want to just stand there and wait for the doctor to come over.

   "...Okay." Capa didn't want to be immersed in sadness uncontrollably for a long time, so he followed the deputy warden to other places and took a batch of photos one after another.

   "Deputy warden, the doctor is here." After a while, the jailer came to report.

   "Let's go."

   Capa and the deputy warden returned to the prison where Amensen was.

  Many detained civilians finally became angry when they saw the doctor. They shouted injustice and begged the doctor to come and treat them.

   In this regard, the deputy warden returned the same shout, assuring the people in the other prisons that they will be treated one by one.

   After everyone gradually quieted down, the door of Amerson's prison was opened, and a doctor in a white coat, wearing a mask and carrying a medical kit, walked in and began to check the conditions of several wounded patients.

  The rest of the uninjured civilians were taken to the corridor by two teams of jailers, creating the illusion that there were only a few people living in the prison, and the treatment was neither good nor bad.

"I have a question." The deputy warden said, "Since it looks like there are only a few injured people here, wouldn't the photos you took of the overcrowding before be invalid? Otherwise, all the photos will be sent out, and others will look at the prison for a while There are a lot of people, and there are only a few people in a while, and any fool knows that there must be ghosts in it."

   "I said that what we need to do now is to collect more materials, a variety of materials, so that we can provide our newspaper with a variety of choices and maximize the value of this fraud." Capa said confidently.

  The deputy warden saw that he was confident and he had never done any work in this area, so he had no choice but to keep silent.

   "Click."

   "Click."

   Capa followed the doctor into the prison and took pictures of the wounded.

  Different from the previous shooting, this time he slowed down significantly, deliberately found an angle, and waited for the doctor to complete the steps of checking the situation, cleaning the wound, applying medicine, and bandaging.

  The reason why he did this was because he was worried that once he finished filming, the deputy warden would feel that there was no need to make unnecessary contributions to the civilians, let the doctor leave, and everything returned to the original state.

  It has come to this point, naturally it is best to provide more protection for these people.

   "Okay, Mr. Capa." The deputy warden didn't have much patience.

  It took so long to shoot just one prison. Could it be possible that the overall shooting work would last for several days? He didn't have the time to do this endlessly with reporters.

   "I'll wait for the doctor to take care of their wounds and take a photo of the final result." Capa delayed the time.

   "Webb, bandage directly." The deputy warden ordered to the doctor.

  Kappa looked at the deputy warden unexpectedly, and the deputy warden looked at him with disdain in his eyes, as if to say: Why do you have to wait so long for something that can be done so easily?

  Amensen, who was standing in the corridor, saw that the maggots on the wounds of some workers had not been cleaned, so the doctor began to bandage the wounds and wanted to come over to raise objections.

   Seeing this, the jailer held him firmly, carried him behind his back, and raised his handcuffed hands forcefully, forcing him to bow at ninety degrees.

   "What are you doing?! You didn't treat their wounds at all! What's the use of dressing them up like this?! Liars! A bunch of liars! The devil!"

  Ammerson tried to raise his head, trembling with anger.

  The rest of the workers could not help cursing, and a conflict broke out with the jailer who was detaining them.

  Hungry and starving, their hands and feet were handcuffed. How could they be the opponents of the jailer whose number was several times that of their own. In just about ten seconds, a group of people were beaten by the jailer with sticks and fell to the ground and could not get up.

  The civilians in the nearby prison realized that they had been deceived. Seeing this scene, the anger that was about to erupt was suppressed abruptly.

   "Uh..." Amerson collapsed powerlessly on the ground, his head was covered with blood.

  Kappa wanted to stop the behavior of the jailers, but he couldn't think of a suitable reason, so he could only hold back until the veins on his forehead surged.

   "Cough..." Amensen's throat was choking with blood, and he tried to raise his head, but in the next second, he was hit **** the arm again.

   "Click."

   "Enough." After taking the last photo, Capa struggled to utter two words.

   "Pull them back." The deputy warden waved his hand.

  Amensen was the first to be dragged to the prison by two guards.

  The moment he passed by Capa, he stared at Capa firmly, his eyes were bloodshot, but the tears did not fall after all.

   "Let's go to the interrogation room." Capa didn't dare to face them, turned around quickly, and walked towards the interrogation room with the deputy warden.

   "After finishing the interrogation room, what else needs to be done?" asked the deputy warden.

   "Take a few photos of you and fake an interview with you." Capa's voice was dry.

   "I don't want to be seen by so many people in the newspaper." The deputy warden resisted all over his body.

   Capa snorted mockingly: "Why? Although I won't actually interview you, every interview I forged is positive for you."

   "No, I don't want to be seen by so many people."

   "Don't you think it is very honorable? Whether it is the benevolent warden who treats members of the International Equality League well on the surface, or the core figure who secretly keeps many top secrets and is an important part of the government's forgery operations."

   "None of these are as good as you think."

Capa was a little emotional: "I never thought it was so good, but I mistakenly thought that you enjoyed it all and felt honored for it. Now it seems that you also think that this is something that cannot be put on the table. "

  The deputy warden smiled: "Just find someone to take a few photos and say that he is the person in charge of the prison, can't you?"

   "Of course." Capa agreed to him.

   Soon, the two came to the interrogation room.

  The jailer he had confessed had already brought three civilians, all of them were selected according to the standards that Capa said. They looked quite calm, but they really looked like members of the International Equality League.

   "If you don't want to show up, just change this clothes to someone else. I'll just finish filming here." Capa looked at the three 'prisoners' who were very quiet, and reminded the deputy warden.

   "Okay. You, come here and put on." The deputy warden called a trusted aide and handed over his coat to the other party.

  The jailer didn't ask a word, changed his clothes neatly, and sat opposite the 'prisoner' according to Capa's instructions.

   "Click."

   "Click."

Capa changed positions back and forth in the small interrogation room, first took a few random photos, and then began to make a request to the innocent civilians who were chained: "All of them showed some regretful expressions. If it's too difficult, it's okay to lower your head .”

   "Adhering to the arrangement, there is enough food for lunch today." The deputy warden added.

   "What are you doing with these pictures?" A civilian looked at Capa calmly.

   "You don't need to know about this, just follow what he said." The deputy warden urged first.

  Another civilian laughed at himself: "We are all people who are about to die, so why do we still listen to you and help you cheat?"

   "Who said you were going to die? Aren't you all okay? When we finish the investigation, if you are innocent, we will let you go out safely." The deputy warden lied very smoothly.

  “Dozens of people are pulled out every day and never come back. Tell me, where did they go?”

   "These people were released after investigation and determined that they were not members of the International Equality League."

   "Release? Is he dead?"

   "What nonsense are you talking about? How could we execute you for no reason?"

   "Did I say they were executed by you?"

   "You..." the deputy warden was speechless.

  Kappa said: "How do you know?"

   "Not everyone is a fool." The civilian looked down on Capa.

   "Then the matter is simple." The deputy warden smiled grimly, "Now you must cooperate with us, or I will put your names on today's execution list."

   "If it doesn't work, just replace it." Capa suggested.

   "No, let them choose." Being tricked by the civilians made the deputy warden very embarrassed. He didn't want to let them go so easily. He wanted to see with his own eyes that they recognized the reality and subdued, or their heads fell in the afternoon.

   "What are you shooting these for?" one of the civilians asked.

  The deputy warden spread his hands: "No comment."

  Capa instead replied seriously: "You guessed right, this is a fake."

   "Design us as the International Equality League, then take a few random photos, and write something in the newspaper to mislead people, right?"

"Yes."

"I reject."

"I reject."

   "Me too."

  The three civilians gave a unified answer.

  The deputy warden gave Capa a look. He didn't understand why Capa said everything to the other party: "I hope you understand the consequences of refusing."

   "Just think of us as members of the International Equality League, we wanted to join them." The leading civilian said.

   "Okay, then you all go to die." The deputy warden gritted his teeth.

   "You..." Capa didn't expect that there were such people in custody, "...what are your names?"

   "There is no need to tell you, but it seems unreasonable to die in such an unknown way." The other party said, "My name is Walter Yves."

   "Victor Weisz."

   "Tony Truman."

  The deputy warden laughed: "Do you think I will remember the three of you? No one will remember you."

   "It doesn't matter." Yves regards death as home.

  Kappa didn't turn a deaf ear to the names reported by the three people like the deputy warden. He wrote down the names of the three people in his heart and kept repeating them silently.

  Ward Ive.

  Victor Weisz.

  Tony Truman.

  The three of them are three people who are not known by the International Equality Alliance and are not cared by the enemy.

  The efforts they have made will soon be erased by others, which seems to confirm that they died lightly and without any value.

  Perhaps in every corner of the world, there are still countless such people.

  Dedicated his life for the great revolution, but no one knew and kept it in his heart.

Do not.

  Ward Ive.

  Victor Weisz.

  Tony Truman.

  Kappa remembers them, remembers their names, remembers their looks, remembers their deeds, and remembers their calmness in the face of death.

   One day when he gets in touch with the International Equality League, he will definitely tell the deeds of these three people to each other, and also to his own children.

  Heroes should not be forgotten.

  Kappa's respect rises to the three, and also to the thousands of heroes who have not been witnessed and passed down.

   "Who are you all looking for? How much time is this wasting us?"

  Ward Yves, Victor Weisz, Tony Truman were taken away.

  The deputy warden buried the jailer.

   "They belong to the same cell. I think they all meet the requirements, so I brought them together..." the jailer explained with his head down.

   "Remember their names, and take them away in the afternoon."

"Yes."

   Not long after, three people without names came.

  This time, the deputy warden didn’t follow Capa’s request to find a strong bone. The three people who came here were extraordinarily careful and shrewd.

   Therefore, the final shooting work went very smoothly. After ten minutes, Capa collected enough material to complete the two tasks of this trip, one bright and one dark.

  The deputy warden sent Capa to the gate of the prison with satisfaction.

  Different from when Capa came, hundreds of people gathered in front of the originally deserted prison gate, some of them were crying and some were holding flags.

  A group of jailers formed a human wall, holding guns and forcibly isolating the people to dozens of meters away.

"They are all relatives and friends of the group of people who were imprisoned. They will gather around this time every day and ask us to release them." The deputy warden patted Capa on the shoulder, "Be careful when you leave later, don't be caught by this Surround the lunatics, it will be troublesome to surround them."

   "According to your behavior, shouldn't you just arrest them all?" Capa said.

   "I think so too, but it's a pity that the prison can't hold so many people, and friends have friends, and friends of friends have friends, there will always be people gathered here, and there will be endless arrests." The deputy warden shook his head.

   "Yes, there are endless people." Capa deeply agrees with this sentence.

  Two government soldiers responsible for protecting Kappa drove a car, and the car just stopped in front of him.

   "See you again when I have a chance, and I will read your report." The deputy warden sent Capa to the car.

   "Goodbye." Capa took a deep breath and got into the car.

  (end of this chapter)