MTL - Twenty Seven Years-Chapter 469 assassinate

  Chapter 469 Assassination

   "What do you mean?" Hearing Veraker's words, Carmine faintly realized something.

"Is it that easy to change a world?" Verac didn't tell Carmine that the International Equality Alliance had repeatedly retreated, and there was a high probability that he would give up Laizein. He just found a reason to evade Carmine's doubts .

  Carmine was also very sensible and didn't ask further.

   "Boom boom boom."

   There was a knock on the door.

   "Please come in." Carmine said to the door.

   "Father..." Julia pushed open the door, first glanced at Carmine, then timidly looked at the familiar but unfamiliar Veraker, "The meal is ready..."

   "Let's go eat." Carmine stood up, after all, he didn't light the only remaining expensive cigar.

  Verak nodded slightly to Julia, trying to reduce the aggression emanating from himself as much as possible, so as not to scare the children: "Okay."

   A group of people went downstairs and sat around a small table.

  The dinner on the table was not as good as the previous standard of the Thomas family, but it was unexpectedly rich.

   Drinks include milk and imported wine.

  The food includes fried ham, steak, broth, and a roast chicken.

   "Please." Carmine started eating slowly.

   "Can you eat so well every day, or do you cook something richer just to entertain us?" Verak stuffed some meat into his mouth.

   This meat is a bit unpalatable.

   Apparently, by Mrs. Mela, who has never cooked with her own hands before.

   "You guys came too suddenly, I haven't had time to prepare better ingredients..." Mrs. Mela said.

   Then this is their normal meal.

  At the same time, there are still many people in Laizein who are hungry and homeless.

  Verak understood the meaning of the International League for Equality.

  The Thomas family is a plutocrat, a powerful, a bourgeoisie, and they are the ones they want to overthrow, but this is Comrade Chris's home after all.

   Take away their property, whether to further distribute the houses to more people like other people, and food and so on are also tilted to the hungry people, which makes it a bit difficult for the comrades in charge of this work.

  If it is difficult for others to handle, then do it yourself.

  Verak thought.

  He believes that Chris must not want to see himself fighting for equality, and finally his family has become an exception and enjoys special treatment.

   "Madam Meera hasn't cooked before, has she?" Verak asked while eating.

   "Is...is it too unpalatable? I haven't cooked before...but now I'm learning..." Madam Meera was still afraid of angering Veraker and causing disaster.

  The reason why I have always maintained this kind of thinking and speculated on others is very simple, because they were such people before.

   Can be moody, can make everyone tremble in front of themselves.

"It's really unpalatable." Verak told the truth, not caring whether the family would be embarrassed, "I have a good suggestion, it's better to let more people live in, and everyone lives and eats together. Mrs. Mela It may not be clear that all those poor people can cook, at least better than you. With them, such good ingredients will not be wasted."

"This…"

  Carmine, Meera, and Julia were all stunned.

   Isn’t what Verak said about the current situation of other nobles in Laizein? The extravagant mansion is divided into individual rooms, and even relatively large places such as the living room, dining room, and meeting room are divided into more than a dozen areas with partitions for the displaced people to live in.

  Many rooms in their mansion are now abandoned, because there is no servant, and Mrs. Meera can't clean it at all.

   But she would rather have those rooms empty than let in a bunch of dirty poor people.

  She never knew how to live with the poor.

   "Does it have to be like this?" Carmine said in a low voice.

  The Thomas family is now powerless and powerless, and it is simply impossible to compete with the International Equality League. As long as the International Equality League makes such a decision, they have no choice but to obey.

   But that kind of life is not only unbearable for Mrs. Mela, but he himself rejects it from the bottom of his heart.

   "If Comrade Chris was still alive, the house would probably have been handed over very early." Magistrate Cyril echoed Veraker.

  His words shattered Carmine's idea of ​​using Chris to deal with it.

Faced with the 'unreasonable demands' that were almost related to dignity and life, Mrs. Mela suppressed her fear and said angrily: "My son is the founder of your International Equality League, without my son, we would not be where we are today. Now you are treating the so-called 'comrades' and 'compatriots' so brutally and taking everything away arbitrarily, it is really too much."

Before Verak could open his mouth, Magistrate Cyril retorted: "Of course Chris is our comrade, but you guys, when you oppressed and exploited others before, why didn't you think that you are all compatriots? Now that your own interests have been damaged, take this kind of Blackmail others?"

   "But we bought this house, and it is our private property." Mrs. Meera's body trembled with anger and fear.

   "When you use low wages and high wages, when you use various means to plunder and destroy the workers' bodies, how have you ever respected their private property?" Magistrate Cyril continued with the logic just now.

   "Stop arguing." Carmine stopped the meaningless dispute, sighed, put down the tableware, and looked up at Verak, "In the end, you still came to trouble us this trip."

   "Impromptu idea." Verak never heard of it, he cherishes food, "And if you think this is asking for trouble for you, you are very wrong."

   "What do you mean?" Carmine failed to see through Veraker's thoughts many times today.

  Villac took a sip of water: "You only keep one room here. The rest of the room, including Comrade Chris's former bedroom, is assigned to other civilians who have no place to live."

"He's the founder of your International Equality Alliance! Is that how you treat him?!" Mrs. Mela's tone became more intense, and Julia next to her was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and she pursed her lips pitifully. Suppressed not to shed tears.

   "This will be of great benefit to you." Verak reminded.

   "My son is really blind, and brought out you white-eyed wolves! Please leave!" Mrs. Meera was so angry that she was about to lose her mind.

  In her opinion, it's fine for the International Equality League to disrespect them, but why should it treat her son like this? Chris gave his life for them, and in the end he even confiscated his own room?

  Chris didn't deserve to die!

   "Staying here is the real harm to you." Seeing that Mrs. Meera didn't understand what he meant at all, Verak said it more bluntly.

   "Please leave! I don't welcome you here!" Mrs. Meera drove them away.

"Sit down." Carmine stopped Mrs. Meera, and looked at Verak with more and more complicated eyes, "Do as you said, we only reserve one room here, and the rest will be allocated by the International Equality League .”

   "Carmine!" Mrs. Meera turned to Carmine in disbelief.

   "Anyway, thank you for coming today." Carmine ignored Madam Meera's puzzled gaze and thanked Verak.

  Villac caught another piece of meat: "For the sake of Comrade Chris."

   After dinner, Veraker and Sheriff Cyril did not stay long, bid farewell to the Thomas family, and drove to their residence.

   "Why should Carmine thank you?" On the way, the sheriff who didn't want to understand the matter asked why.

   "You should also know that it may not be too long before Lezein will fall and fall into the hands of the government army again." Verak, who was full of food and drink, was a little sleepy, and his voice was neither high nor low.

   "I know this, but what does it have to do with this matter?"

   "What will the government forces do to regain control of Laizein?" Verak guided the magistrate Cyril to find the answer by himself.

   "Will strengthen the rule and liquidate those related to the International Equality League as an example?"

   "The result is already clear."

Magistrate Cyril suddenly realized: "The Thomas family is the home of Comrade Chris. If they enjoy special treatment during our control of Laizein, they will definitely be regarded as our accomplices after the government forces occupy here. Get liquidated!"

   "The government army is much more ruthless than us, and the situation of their family will inevitably be extremely dangerous." Verak rolled down the window of the car and lit a cigarette to refresh himself.

"No wonder Carmine thanked you so much! If we treat them equally, the possibility of them being liquidated in the future will be much smaller!" Sheriff Cyril, like everyone else, had a deep feeling after getting along with Verak for a short time. admiration.

"After all, they are Chris's relatives. It is inappropriate to watch them die. Although they still don't agree with us in their hearts, they have never been proud of Chris' great contribution to the world, but they have to Give them time, give the stubborn ones time." Verak exhaled a puff of smoke out the window.

   Magistrate Cyril thinks deeply: "It's good to change one more person's mind!"

   "Yes, it's better than one more enemy."

   "When you came out of the Equality Building, you still said you wanted to rest. What is this rest? You saved the Thomas family and made it possible for more people to know us and support us in the future."

   "This is insignificant compared to the overall situation." Verak couldn't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment.

   It was sudden to go to the Thomas family mansion. After witnessing the life of the Thomas family, it was sudden to predict their future situation. He has done too many things that follow the trend.

   Sheriff Cyril looked at the listless Verak through the built-in rearview mirror: "Do you have any clues? In dealing with government forces."

   "If I had a clue, what happened today would not happen." Verak laughed at himself.

If Laize can keep it, he will not secretly reveal this to Carmine and point out the way out for their family. Instead, he will use other methods to allocate the house, so that the International Equality League will thoroughly treat the phrase "equal treatment" Implement it thoroughly, defend Chris's great ideals, and his dignity that has been misunderstood by people.

   Sheriff Sirian said: "They all say that you can always perform miracles."

"Putting such an important matter on an individual is not once or twice." Verak hates people's expectations of him. Take my word for it, but I hope you understand that miracles are created by everyone. It is individual small miracles and collective miracles that make it possible to change the world. Count on me to reverse the situation, and we will lose Miserable."

   "I understand, but... Will Laizein really fall..."

   "To be honest, I don't know either. If you ask whether we can succeed, my answer is still the same." After a cigarette was quickly finished, Verak rolled up the window and adjusted his sitting posture.

"why…"

"Unknown things, who can say for sure? I say now that we will win in the end, will you believe it in your heart? Will so many people believe it in your heart?" Verak has no patience to teach others today. Take deep breaths frequently, "The key to some things is never the result, but whether to do it or not."

   Magistrate Cyril mutters to himself: "To do and not to..."

   "Let's put it this way, even if God shows up now and tells me that we will lose, I will continue to fight without hesitation." Verak used his actions to help Cyril understand.

   "I see." Veraker's uncertainty did not shake the conviction of Sheriff Cyril, but made him more determined on the road to struggle.

   Half an hour later, the car stopped in an apartment building near the Equality Building.

  The residents of this apartment are basically comrades and family members of the International Equality League, and the defense is tight. It is difficult for government troops to assassinate here.

   "This is your residence." Sheriff Cyril took Verak to a room on the fourth floor of a certain building.

  The room looked very ordinary, and it wasn't made too luxurious because of his status.

   Verac is very satisfied with this.

  But other important comrades don’t have this consideration. Due to their busy affairs, their food and accommodation are basically settled in the Equality Building.

   "For safety's sake, I have to stay with you. You don't mind?" After opening the door and entering, Cyril worried that Verak would let him leave.

  As the sheriff of Laizein, he has already blamed himself for watching Morais being assassinated and killed. He will never allow any more accidents to Verak.

   "Yes." Verak did not refuse, packed out his few luggage, and cleaned the room meticulously.

   "I'll do it." Cyril wanted to help.

   "Your duty is to protect my safety, which does not include helping me clean up." Verak declined, and cleaned it up by himself.

"Understood..." Cyril felt the pressure on his shoulders getting heavier. When Verak fell asleep after washing, he didn't dare to relax for a moment. The situation has been played out countless times in my mind.

   This cautiousness made him extremely grateful—in the middle of the night, there was a slight sound from the door of the house, and someone was trying to unlock and sneak in quietly.

  (end of this chapter)