Suspecting that Clyde wants to deal with the entire New York justice system, Nick can't even think of how Clyde, who has pleaded guilty and is locked up in a cell, will deal with the New York justice system.

But when I think that from the beginning of my contact with Clyde, Clyde either pretends to be afraid and hesitant to confuse himself, or he has an expression of confidence that everything is under control.

It left Nick in a bit of a trance all morning, with his mind full of what Clyde would do.

At half past 12 noon, the Field Restaurant delivered the food Clyde wanted on time, but Clyde's words in the courtroom yesterday made the entire New York judiciary feel aggrieved.

And the Bilton Prison where Clyde was imprisoned was taken care of by his superiors again and again, and the warden was even more resuffled by this nameless anger in his heart, and the food that had already passed the security check was asked by him to go through it again, in order to make the food completely cold.

"Come on, guys, the appointed time is one o'clock," Nick, who hadn't figured it out all morning, couldn't help but remind everyone when he saw that everyone was so perfunctory, "That bastard of Clyde said that it must have some deep meaning at noon."

The prison warden said with a black face, "The prisoner doesn't know the time, and I'm in charge here, I don't care about anything, that bastard is in my hands, then don't think about eating hot food happily."

Then he said to the prison guard, "Check carefully, so as not to trouble us again."

"God, if this point in time is at stake in Bill Renault's life, then who is responsible for what happened," Nick argued, "Come to think of it, guys, Clyde is not going to get out of here in his life, we have time and opportunity to clean him up."

"FK, I don't care about the future, I see that he is unhappy now, and I want to clean him up now", one bailiff complained, "My bonus this month is all lost because of Clyde's bastard".

As soon as these words came out, the warden said again with empathy, "Check again."

This delay, which should have been completed in ten minutes, was not completed until 1:05 before everyone pushed the food cart to the cell where Clyde was being held.

Two tall guards opened the door and entered the cell, handchaining Clyde and his cellmate to the pillars of the iron bed.

Once safe, the food was served to Clyde using prison-specific, non-threatening utensils.

Looking at the food brought to him, Clyde grinned and tasted a french fries in his hand, which made the wardens, bailiffs, and prison guards standing outside the cell door look ugly.

Nick looked at Clyde and his colleagues, and saw that everyone didn't have the heart to ask, so he could only walk into the cell by himself, and stood in front of Clyde depressedly, "Shouldn't you say something?"

"Oh," Clyde said after eating the fries in his hand, "napkins and cutlery, Nick."

Without waiting for Nick to speak, the warden standing outside the cell took out a plastic fork from his pocket, "That's all he can do."

Clyde didn't get the metal cutlery he wanted, and took the plastic fork that Nick handed him, and ate it happily.

An anxious Nick couldn't help but ask, "I gave you what you wanted, now tell me where Bill Reynaud is?"

"OK, OK, what time is it".

"One point," the warden replied preemptively.

"Are you sure?" said Clyde, looking at Nick in front of him.

Nick grimaced and looked at his watch, "It's one hour and eight minutes."

"Haha", Clyde listened, and looked at the warden outside the cell, "One point and eight, if you have eye problems, you should see a doctor, Mr. Warden".

This made the warden who had already looked at Clyde unpleasant hate him even more, and he couldn't help but swear that he would repair Clyde if he found an opportunity.

Looking at Clyde's calm appearance, Nick suddenly felt that his previous guess was right, and slapped the table in front of Clyde, "Tell me where Bill Renault's lawyer is."

"Hey, Nick, you're the smart guy here" Clyde took a long time to eat the fries with his fork and dragged it for more than ten seconds before saying, "Listen, I'll just say it once, don't blame me if you don't remember."

Nick, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording, "Hurry up, tell me the address."

"Haha, I like you, Nick," Clyde looked at the phone in front of him in surprise, "XX north latitude, XX east longitude, if I were you, hurry up", Clyde pointed to his wrist and taunted the warden, "Bill Renault's time is running out, if he dies, it will be your fault, Mr. Warden".

"FK", hearing this, Nick and everyone outside the cell were shocked, knowing that he wanted to play Clyde without saying anything, but he also put it together.

If Bill Renault really dies because of the time issue, then they all have to take responsibility, "Hurry, hurry, get the helicopter started".

A group of people rushed out of the prison, Nick got into the helicopter with two bailiffs, and it took fifteen minutes to get to the coordinate location, but unfortunately they arrived too late, and Bill Renault, who was locked in a box by Clyde and buried in the ground, had already suffocated to death.

"He's dead, FK, he's dead," Nick shouted as he glared at the bailiff who had been dragging his feet with the warden just now, "he wouldn't have died without your delay, you're satisfied, you're satisfied."

"FK, I don't care about that, Clyde's bastard wants to play, we'll play with him, we can't say whatever he wants."

People are dead, and it's useless to say more now, Nick glared at the bailiff decadently, "How do I tell Bill Reno's wife, how do I talk to her".

These words made the bailiff dazed, bowed his head and walked to the side, silently looking into the distance.

Nick, feeling guilty, suddenly answered a phone call that made his hands and feet cold.

The call was made by his boss, Bruce Mac, and the call was made by Clyde breaking his cellmate's neck, giving the reason that the cellmate was a scumbag who had been strong with several women.

"FK, FK, FK", hung up, Nick Rhys cursed wildly, knowing that Clyde's reason for killing must not be whether his cellmates were scum or not, but that they didn't deliver food on time.

One unnecessary delay allowed two people to die, and Nick Rhys was disheartened for a while, hating why he was not punctual.

Dragging the tired figure back to the prison, he learned that the warden was furious that Clyde had killed his cellmate and locked Clyde in a dark and damp confinement cell at the bottom of the prison.

And this is the reason why Clyde has been taunting and offending the prison warden, because the confinement cell is rarely used, and this is Clyde's chance and possibility to dig through all the rooms of the confinement cell, connect to the open tunnel, and he can sneak out of the prison without noticing.

Coming to the confinement room, Nick looks at Clyde lying on the bed, "Bill Reynolds is dead".