Pirate: Crazy Devil Vic

Fury was falling into self-doubt and couldn't extricate himself. When he heard Barritt say this, he suddenly became furious:

"I am your brother, of course I will protect you."

He turned to look at Vic again.

"Brother, I also think we must escape. If this continues... I don't want to be like other workers, and I don't want to wait to die like this!"

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and he clenched his fists with both hands and knocked lightly on the table.

Barritt also looked at Vic. He was a little nervous and pursed his lips, but his eyes were full of determination as if he was ready to die.

Vic smiled sincerely, and the long-standing dissatisfaction took root in the hearts of the two of them. The two of them had planned to escape, but they were disrupted by his own arrival.

Although the failure cases of their predecessors frightened them, it did not breed too much fear. They understood the fragility of life better.

I am like a piece of fish on a sticky plate, ready to be slaughtered.

Rather than being dominated by fate here and waiting to die in hunger and cold under heavy labor, it is better to risk everything and win a bright future without obstacles!

Vic's eyes sparkled under the light and he said firmly:

"We will definitely succeed. The lesson of failure once is enough. We will not stage a fool's farce for the big men!"

He slowly confided to the two of them the escape matter that he had been thinking about all day.

"Fury, Barritt, I have been thinking all day today and found that we actually have only one way to get out of here. That is to go to the island first and then leave by boat. Carter and the others actually thought right, but they just used the wrong method. ."

"First of all, how to get to the island? It's definitely not possible to swim there. We don't know how far it is from the island, and it's easy to get lost in the sea. The water is too cold, so we probably won't be able to swim very far. This is a dead end. Then there is only one way, which is to walk across the bridge. What we want to talk about is how to walk from the bridge to the island without being discovered. The most difficult thing is to pass through the guard’s living area.”

He paused for a moment, seeing that both of them understood what he was thinking, before continuing.

"Fury, you've been to the kitchen, which is next to the guard's living area. Please tell me what's going on there."

Vic knew that escape was the common goal of the three of them, and he could never be self-righteous enough to leave them alone and regard his brothers as the ones being carried.

They have lived here for several years and have rich survival experience, but they are much better than me, a Xibei guy who just came here and hasn't even had time to sit down yet.

My advantage is that I have received a systematic education and have more knowledge than them. In terms of life experience, there is really no chance that anyone has more.

Therefore, I am positioned as the person who has an overview of the plan and gives a general idea and the right direction. From the beginning of formulating the plan, three people must participate and work together to achieve success.

This is the first time Fury has participated in such an unusual event.

They had no part in Uncle Carter's plan last time. The three children were all classified as people he took with him when he escaped, so he was very excited.

In order to show that he was very capable in front of his brother, he pondered very seriously for a while before speaking:

"Brother, the kitchen row is very empty. There are only a few kitchens, um... and rooms dedicated to boiling water. They are not for us, but for the guards. They have a big bathhouse, right there. Not far from the house, um... that place is already in the guard living area. The house they live in is the same as ours, both are as big as ours."

He stretched out his hand and gestured.

"Once I was asked to work for a guard, doing laundry, cleaning the house, etc. They had a tavern over there, which was a drinking place. They were almost all there at night, except for the people on patrol."

He scratched his head.

"No, the patrolmen also go there. I have seen many of them standing in front of the pub smoking. By the way, the pub and the kitchen are on one side, and the other side is full of houses, and there are not many people living in them. There are many empty houses. The lock on the door is rusty.”

Seeing him thinking hard there, Vic didn't bother him and filtered the information himself.

The situation is probably like this: Furui people are smart, lively, and somewhat childish, so they often hang out in the kitchen.

In the cold weather, no one wants to go out and get cold. There are almost no people who have the same hobbies as him.

He might have been trying to make a living, but of course he failed, but he was caught by the guard who saw him and had to do some odd jobs for no pay.

Although Fury often called the guards red dogs, he was also curious about where the guards lived, so he treated them as a curiosity and took note of them.

To the north of the living area is the guard living area, with a kitchen in the middle. To the west, the middle and east are blank spaces.

To the west of the guard living area are houses, pubs, bathhouses and other public living facilities.

There is a transportation avenue in the middle, with guards standing guard. The east side is entirely occupied by houses, which are not full and have many empty rooms.

The special prison tower hangs alone outside the bridge, located on the west side of the guard area. It has no impact on the route and is not considered.

The guards often went to the tavern to kill time at night. From Fury's account, they probably didn't have any family members. No wonder they were all so angry. In fact, they were no different from being in jail.

The patrolling guards were very lax and would go to the tavern when they had time. The best way to pass was through the empty house area to the east.

Thinking of this, Vic asked:

"Fury, do you have anything else to add?"

Fury shook his head.

"You did a good job. When you go to the kitchen next time, as usual, pay attention to what they say, remember it, and then come back and tell me."

He looked at Barritt, who was taciturn and unsuitable for the task of seeking information.

"Barrett, you are responsible for observing the easternmost part of the guard area and seeing the patrols there. Look at the eastern part of the residential area. Don't just run over there stupidly. You must pay attention to safety. If you are discovered, just pretend to be wandering and you will get beaten a few times. It doesn’t matter if you get off, don’t run away, you know!?”

Vic's tone was stern.

"Don't give them a reason to shoot. I went to the laborers to inquire about the situation. Although they have many bad things, they can definitely hear more than the three of us."

They both nodded obediently.

Vic wanted to go among the laborers and find out if anyone had been to the island, especially the older laborers.

Because Vic had never heard of anyone visiting the island in six years.

There is no known way for workers to go to the island. The monthly supplies are transported by guards with horse-drawn carriages, which eliminates the possibility of workers leaving the bridge.

Vic continued:

"That's it for today. It's not too late to find a way to get to the island before we talk about the boat."

He dipped his fingers in the melting snow.

"Now I'm going to teach you how to read. We're leaving here soon. How can you go outside without knowing how to read? You can't even find a decent job. Fury, I remember you wanted to travel around the world and write a book. , and don’t want to be illiterate.”

Fury blushed with embarrassment. He really didn't know much about reading. It would be an exaggeration to say he was illiterate.

"Barrett, don't you like to draw? Where are your wooden paintings? Take them out. Maybe in the future our little Barrett can publish a collection of paintings and become a world-famous painter!"

Barritt shyly rummaged through the clutter in the attic and found a stack of boards.

There is a large house above that a family once lived in. It seems to have been painted when he was a child, and it looks a bit old.

There are also various monsters that have been described in storybooks.

There are also some islands, all of Barritt's imagination.

Everyone's longing for the outside world has never changed.