Chen Fei squatted behind the iron door, held the coconut in his hand, and happily stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite, a sweet fragrance wrapped in water stains continued to wash his taste buds.

Boom!

Chen Fei swallowed the first bite of coconut meat with difficulty.

The taste of the coconut was actually not very good, it was far from the apples and oranges and other fruits he ate last time, but Chen Fei still insisted on eating the whole coconut meat and swallowed the skin together.

He felt a heavy concern from his friends, a taste more delicious and nostalgic than coconut meat.

In the undercurrent of prison, it is not uncommon to send a piece of coconut meat to the confinement room every day through the hands of Lao Zhoutou.

First of all, we must get rid of the greedy old Zhou;

In fact, it is necessary to avoid the guards of the jailers;

Again, take a huge risk if you are discovered.

In the Butterfly Island Prison, which does not treat prisoners as human beings, the warden is the sky, the warden is the earth, the warden is everything, and he is directly in control of your life and death.

If he provoked his anger, it was easy to execute a prisoner.

The care is a bit heavy.

He can't live up to the dedication of his friends, and he is not qualified to find fault with coconut meat that is not delicious enough.

After Chen Fei slowly ate the whole coconut, he regained a trace of strength in his body.

He looked at the bony arms, the front and back of the belly pressed together, the long-term malnutrition has been slowly destroying this body, even if it is to escape from prison, it needs a healthy body.

The sense of crisis gushed out of Chen Fei's stomach, he picked up the iron bowl on the ground, the bottom of the dark black iron bowl floated two vegetable leaves, under the vegetable leaves are a few blue-black beans, the soup has little fat, but the taste is very salty, it is said that this can strengthen the prisoner's physique, used to resist the humidity of the climate.

Even so, the amount of soup is so small that it covers the bottom of the iron bowl.

Not to mention adults, even if it is breakfast for children aged seven or eight, it is not enough.

Chen Fei looked at the turbid soup in the bowl without saying a word, and took a sip with nausea, the taste was not as unpalatable as he imagined, of course, there was still a long way to go from deliciousness.

I don't know if it's because I bought Lao Zhoutou, the soup I got today is obviously thicker, and there are more beans and vegetable leaves in it.

Chen Fei chewed the beans in his mouth, and suddenly a lightning bolt flashed through his mind.

Salt...... There is salt in the soup, and salt can corrode the metal and make it rust.

The handcuffs and leg cuffs that restricted Chen Fei's freedom were made of metal.

A vague plan gradually formed in my mind.

This is the confinement room, and the guards outside are relatively lax, and no one thinks anyone can escape from it, so they just need to stay outside the gate and patrol regularly.

Even the focus of patrols and inspections was on the newly found corpses in the confinement cell, and whenever such a situation occurred, the jailer would always cover his nose in disgust and impatiently order the other prisoners to drag the corpses out and throw them into the sea several kilometers away.

The dead bodies are born from the emaciated prisoners who can't hold on.

As for the guards?

Joke, those hungry prisoners still have the strength to escape?

In that case......

Chen Fei was distracted for a moment with the iron bowl, and then ate the vegetable leaves and beans at the bottom of the bowl in one bite, just leaving the soup and spilling it into the gaps between the handcuffs and leg cuffs with his mouth.

The indoor climate is relatively humid, and even then, it takes a night to wait for the first round of corrosion and rust.

It was a long process, and in addition to patience and persistence, Chen Fei had to accomplish another thing.

After dinner, he sat silently on the ground behind the iron door to rest, the sound of jailer patrolling sounded rhythmically in the corridor, and the hole in his room door was also opened, and a cold gaze fell on Chen Fei through the hole.

Chen Fei looked at the jailer expressionlessly, the latter opened his mouth and muttered, and glanced at Chen Fei with eyes full of disgust and disgust, and then his gaze fell on the shackles on Chen Fei's wrists and ankles.

In order to dispel the other party's concerns, Chen Fei got up and raised his hands and walked in a circle indoors silently.

The jailer's gaze returned to Chen Fei's face, probably sensing a hint of ridicule hidden in the depths of Chen Fei's eyes, and the jailer's eyes instantly became fierce.

He opened his mouth scolding, and a mouthful of phlegm flew down the hole above the iron door into the confinement chamber, and then with a snap, the window was closed again.

Silence returned to the room, and the sound of indifferent footsteps outside the door reappeared in the hallway.

One minute...... Two minutes......

Chen Fei calculated the time little by little, and after more than twenty minutes, the jailer finished inspecting the confinement room, and the footsteps also left.

In the moist places on Chen Fei's leg cuffs and handcuffs, the salt in the soup water has slowly seeped into the surface of the shackles, and there are more tingling sensations in the places where the shackles come into contact with his body.

This is the pain caused by salt seeping down the wound into the skin.

Chen Fei endured the pain and sat down on the bed, he looked up at the wall, and when the shackles were almost corroded, he would slowly dig four holes in the wall, the holes did not need to be very deep, just prepare a foothold for the final climb.

Following the wall, Chen Fei's gaze continued to move upwards, and finally landed on the ventilation window on the roof.

After years of soaking in the humid air, a thick layer of rust has grown on the surface of the barbed wire mesh of the vent, and the iron frame is gradually loosening around it, as long as his hands reach the iron frame, Chen Fei believes that he can easily remove the iron frame.

After removing the iron frame, drill along the vent to the outside.

That's his plan, one that requires patience and persistence.

He has four months to go.

On the second day, Chen Fei woke up from hunger and the soreness from the wounds in his limbs, and he moved his head with difficulty, following the light that came in through the vent, vaguely guessing that the time was early in the morning.

It's been another long day.

Chen Fei tried not to touch the wounds around the shackles, and carefully turned over and got up, leaning his back against the wall, after more than ten hours of corrosion, a layer of rust had grown on the outer layer of the shackles.

A glimmer of luster flashed in Chen Fei's eyes, and he laboriously rested the shackles on the prison uniform, slowly rubbed them, and used the prison uniform to rub off a layer of rust on the surface of the shackles.

The next thing to do is to continue to coat the surface of the shackles with salt water and wait for the second round of corrosion.

Chen Fei, as usual, began to look forward to the arrival of the lunch meal.

After another long hours of waiting, after a new round of inspection by the jailer, the hole in the iron door was opened, and a hand reached in and knocked on the back.

Chen Fei stuck his head out of the iron door along the entrance of the cave, only to see the heads of prisoners appear one after another on the iron door of the corridor, like a tiger cub lying at the mouth of the tiger cave waiting to be fed.

It's a relatively easy time to get a haircut once a month.

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