Lying on the bed, he suddenly opened his eyes, and if Tony was there, he would be startled again.

But if anyone was in this room, Evancent wouldn't have opened his eyes like he did now.

After moving left and right, I found that I was firmly fixed, and there was no room for movement at all. The prank-up expression on Evanson's face instantly became much colder.

"It's a little different from what I think, but it's pretty much the same, it's okay! Who made me a genius!"

The loss didn't take long for Evanscent's face to appear, and he regained his initial cheerfulness.

Feeling the changes in his body, a little weak, Evanson couldn't help but frown.

"It's a tranquilizer every time, are they trying to make me addicted?"

Evancent said to herself, then shook her head helplessly.

The body is weak, and some faint hallucinations are produced.

"Time is running out!"

Evanson's voice was also a little weak.

He began to twist his body slowly, minimizing the spread of sound.

Biting the restraint belt, he kept twisting, and soon the first restraint belt was pressed under his body by Evancent.

Then Evancent continued to repeat the previous action, anyway, Evancent was the only one in the whole room, and he was not worried about time.

I don't know how long it took for Evancent to sit up from his hospital bed.

"It's really a big project!

Evancent muttered, shook his head, and sobered up a lot.

Looking at the needle stuck in his arm, Evancent frowned slightly.

Although there are some deviations from the design in my heart, the environment is difficult, and I can't care about the pursuit of perfection!

Trying to stretch his neck, with the cooperation of his tongue and teeth, Evanson pulled out the needle inserted in his arm without counting.

With a long breath, Evancent vaguely encouraged himself that now was not the time to let his guard down.

With a needle in his mouth, after several attempts, Evancent finally poked one side of the handcuff open.

"I'll just say it's easy!"

Evancent tilted her head and smiled slyly.

One hand freed from the restraints, and the rest of the work was much easier for Evancent.

Three-down-five-two-by-two, Ivancent, who had all the things in control of him and regained his freedom, was relaxed.

Glancing back at the messy hospital bed, Evancent was slightly disappointed, wondering why some people thought that the more restraints they had, the more firmly they could control.

"The root of the boredom in this world is that there are too many stupid people!"

Evancent shook his head and sighed, although he didn't know how much time had passed, but the world didn't seem to have changed.

Subconsciously reached out to open the door, but in mid-air Evancent retracted his hand again.

Shaking his head and smiling, a fool would crack this six-digit codedoor.

After looking around left and right, Evancent couldn't help but laugh again.

I pulled in a chair and opened and closed the air vents of the air conditioner, leaving only a little unclosed position.

Then Evancent lifted the chair to one side and slammed it against the window.

After doing all this, Evancent hid under the bed, hanging from the bottom wall of the bed, the white sheet just enough to cover Evancent's body.

When Evancent had done all this, the door to the room was violently pushed open.

Hide under the bed and listen to someone tell you to go downstairs and cordon it off. Evancent was a little impatient, wondering if he should go out and warn the gang to take a look at their heads.

Just when Evancent was about to lose his hold, someone suddenly noticed the small handiwork he left at the vent. Hearing the gang search around the vent again, Evancent, who was hiding under the hospital bed, almost cried with joy.

A group of people who can't find a breakthrough, as if they have found some kind of answer, are almost frantically searching.

With no arms to support his weight anymore, Evancent rolled out from under the bed as the room returned to quiet.

Gently pulling open the door, Evancent first cautiously poked his head into the corridor to look, and then swaggered into the corridor.

The manhunt for Evancent proceeded in an orderly manner, and although chaotic, it was not disorganized.

Evancent did not rush out of the castle-like prison, but walked towards the prison guard's duty room.

Stealing a prison guard's walkie-talkie, listening to the voice in the walkie-talkie, Evancent can perfectly pass by the prison guards who chase him every time.

As he passed through the emergency door, Evancent folded a paper crane between the locks.

"The sun tastes so good!"

Walking between the floors, Evancent casually brought a few Bibles. Holding the prison key, he quietly walked around and finally stopped in a room with a toilet.

Open the door, enter the house, and lock the door again. After doing all this, Evancent threw the key out again.

"Hello, my name is Evancent and I'm your new roommate!"

Glancing at the stunned prisoner, Evancent made a brief self-introduction.

"My name is Dawson. ”

The prisoner looked at Evancent bewildered, he certainly knew who had broken into his room. The question is, how did he break in? It's not surprising, after all, he's Evancent, but why did he lose the key he had gotten his hands on?

Dawson looked at Evancent with a question mark on his face, not understanding what this buddy's operation meant.

"I can take you out here for free, freedom, money, beautiful women, whatever you want, I can bring you, but all you have to do now is put away all your doubts, shut your mouth, and do as I say!"

Evancent said a word to Dawson, and hid under his bed.

Don't worry about Dawson going to snitch, because the people who stay here, if there are no accidents, should not be able to get out. For the outside world, it is what they yearn for the most.

And even if Dawson informed, it didn't matter to Evencent, it was just a lost chance to get out, and before that, Evenson could have killed Dawson and made him never able to get out.

Hiding under Dawson's bed, he began to close his eyes and recuperate, he had already seen the time before, and now he could rest for a while.

Dawson lay on the bed with some trepidation, the person who was now under his bed was not notorious, but it was more terrible than all the notorious people in his memory combined.

At this moment, Dawson could feel that the world was quiet, he could hear Evanson's breathing under the bed, and he could hear his own heartbeat...