Richard continued his statement:

"I caught a few rats and found that they were all dry, they came from pipes, and most importantly, they were not house mice, they were ground mice. The other end of the pipe leads to land, outside the prison walls. Then, I knew that if I let go of this, I would definitely direct the attention of the Warden of Zoseberg in the opposite direction. I had to create a false impression that he would be fooled. ”

Zoseburg looked up, a look of frustration in his eyes.

"First of all, I want to convince people that I want to contact Director Sainz. So I tore a strip of linen from my shirt and wrote on it, addressed to Director Sainz, with a $5 bill tied to it, and threw it out the window. I knew the guards would pick it up and give it to the Warden of Zoseburg. But I would have preferred that the warden would have sent the letter to the address. ”

The warden took out the letter on the first linen and asked, "What kind of code is this?" ”

Richard smiled slightly, "Please read it backwards, starting with the letter T, and don't think about how words are grouped." "The Warden of Zoseburg complied." T-h—i—s, this," he spelled, pondering for a moment, then reading it, "this is not the method to be taken by a prison break. ”

"I know this will get your attention and confusion, and it does." Richard said, "If you had really found out what was going on, you would have been very angry." ”

"What did you write it in?" Director Sainz examined the linen and handed it to Colonel Spo.

"Use this." Richard said as he stretched out a foot, the shoe he had worn when he went to prison, the shoe polish was gone, and it was cleanly scraped. "Shoe polish with water is ink, and the metal tip of the lace is a very good pen."

Zoseburg looked up and burst out laughing, "What a genius," he said enviously, "please go on." ”

"This prompted the warden to conduct a search of my cell, which was exactly what I had hoped for." Richard triumphantly continued, "I am anxious to get the warden accustomed to searching my cell, so that he will eventually become bored with the fact that he always finds nothing, and will not come again to search." And sure enough, he was tricked. ”

The warden shook his head vigorously and smiled bitterly.

"I've got to get you something to think about. I took the real first step towards freedom. I know that the pipe leads to the football field outside, where many children play. Where did the rats come from, can I use what I have to get in touch with the outside? I've been thinking about this a lot. First of all, I need a very long and strong thread, so ......"

Richard lifted the cuffs of his trousers, revealing two stockings, the fine, sturdy Lyle threads at the top of which were missing. Richard continued: "I removed the thread, and it was not difficult to find the thread." I easily got a long line. Then, with half of the remaining linen, I wrote a letter to the gentleman present about my situation. ”

Richard pointed to the reporter, "I know he'll help me." In order to be able to write a worthwhile and interesting story to get published. I tied a $10 bill very nicely to this linen letter, and nothing could attract the attention of the children more than that. Especially when the children found a mouse with a banknote strapped to it. I wrote on the linen: If you find it, please forward it to the reporter of the "Daxizhou Daily", and the other party will pay another 10 yuan as a reward.

"The next thing to do is to send the letter to the football field outside, where the kids might find it. I grabbed a large rat, tied the linen letter and thread tightly to one of its legs, and tied the Lyle thread to the other, and put it down the drain.

"I speculate that the rat's natural fear will cause it to run all the way out of the pipe and out of the ground, and then it may stop and bite off the linen and thread tied to its legs. From the moment the rat disappeared into the pipe, I became worried. I regret it, why not use a double line, a single line is too easy to break, this fatal mistake should not be made, but I made it, it was too late to regret it, I had to resign myself to fate. The rat might bite off the cord I was holding in my hand, it might run out of the pipe, throw linen and money where it couldn't find it, and something else might happen.

"The frightened hours began, but the rat ran until I had only a few feet of line left in my hand, which meant that it had run out of the pipe. I told the reporter very carefully what he would do when he received the letter, and my only concern was that he would not receive it. After doing this, I can only resign myself to fate.

"At the same time, we devised a couple of backup plans just in case. I have publicly stated that I want to bribe the guards. I learned from him that he only had the keys to two of the seven gates that stood between me and freedom. Then I did something else to distract the Warden of Zoseberg. I removed the soles from the heels of my shoes and pretended to saw the window grilles. The warden of Zoseburg was worried at the time, but he had been drawn in another direction by me. ”

The three people who listened to the narrator were completely mesmerized by Richard's story.

"I waited for the development of events as the rat went out with the thread, and I had no way of knowing if the letter had been delivered, or even if anyone had found it, or if the thread had been bitten off by the rat. I was so scared that my heart almost stopped, and I didn't dare to pull the thin thread back out of the pipe, which was my only connection to the outside world and where my hope was. That night, I didn't sleep after going to bed, worried that the thread would be pulled. This is a signal, meaning that the journalist has received the letter. About 3 o'clock I felt the thread twitching in my finger, and I was so ecstatic that I almost went crazy with joy. ”

Richard stopped talking, turned to his journalist friend and said, "Tell me about what you did." ”

"The linen letter was given to me by a young boy playing football, and I immediately found it very interesting to write a story that will go down in history, so I gave the kid $20," Cles said. I found a few rolls of silk thread, some twine, and a coil of thin wire. Richard's letter suggested that if he found the other end of the line, he gently pulled it three times and then again. I tied the thread to it, and Richard began to tug it into the prison. I was worried that the cord would be pulled and my heart would beat like a small drum. Fortunately, I tied the twine at the end of the thread, and when I pulled it in, I tied the wire again, and pulled it in, so that we had a strong wire, and the mouse could not help it. ”

Clarus paused, and Richard continued: "It was all done quietly in the middle of the night, and when I caught the wire, I almost cried out in surprise. Then we did another trial. Mr. Reporter was ready, but I didn't dare to speak out loud for fear of attracting attention. When I said I needed nitric acid, he didn't seem to understand what I meant, and I repeated the acid several times, and it took him a lot of effort to understand.

"When I heard the warden coming, I pretended to be asleep. If someone had come in, the whole project would have been over. But you didn't come in. This time was the most dangerous, and my plot was almost exposed. Once this temporary transport line was built, it was easy for you to understand how I was able to bring things in and out at will. I just threw something down the pipe and I was good to go. Mr. Prison Warden, you can't reach the connection with your fingers. Your fingers are too thick. You see, my fingers are longer and thinner than yours, and they can be used to play the piano. Also, I put a dead rat at the mouth of the pipe as a disguise, you remember. ”

"I remember." Zoseburg grimaced and made everyone laugh as if he was going to vomit.

"Mr. Reporter sent me change down the pipe, but it wasn't until the next night that something really useful came in. So I moved on to the rest of the plan. Then I deduce the last step. In order to be successful, it was necessary to get the guards in the courtyard accustomed to seeing me at the window often. To this end, I threw him the linen letter and said something big to convince the warden that, if possible, someone under his command was making contact with the outside for me.

"I stood at the window and looked out for hours, and I occasionally accosted him to get the guards used to it. I learned from the conversation that there were no electricians in the prison and that if something went wrong with the wires, I had to turn to the electricity supply bureau for help. This cleared the last hurdle for me to be completely free.

"Mr. Reporter got me a bottle of nitric acid. I did this on the 4th day of my incarceration and within half an hour of the warden leaving my cell. With nitric acid, it's much easier to cut window and door grilles. But it will take time. On the 5th, 6th, and 7th days, I used a wire dipped in nitric acid to wipe the iron grille on the window, and then smeared tooth powder to prevent the nitric acid from flowing away. The guard outside the window kept watching me.

"I'm absent-mindedly looking away as I work, and every minute the acid is corroding the metal. I noticed that the guards always shook the iron grille on the top half of the door and never paid attention to the bottom of it, so I cut the iron grille below to the point where it was left, but still in place. It's not that easy to do. I got something on the bed just to make Mr. Reporter happy, and he wanted to make the story more dramatic. Of course, wigs are useful for me.

"On the last night of my incarceration, as soon as it got dark, I planned to cut the wires. The wires were just a few feet from my window, and I touched them with a wire dipped in nitric acid. It would make the prison dark until the electrician found the fault, and that would also make Mr. Reporter appear in the prison compound. In the cell, I used Mr. Reporter's pen to write a courier letter, write the address, and send it out to be sent by him. I think that's it. ”

"How did you get out of the prison and enter my office through the gate?" Zoseburg asked.