"Actually, the director doesn't have to worry, we just need to extend Bai Lang's release time a little longer, and then we can proceed calmly?"

"It's not okay, and once he realizes that we know, then we have lost all our efforts. If it had been a little longer than usual, he would have understood that we were making a move, and that guy was extremely clever enough to anticipate our actions, so he would always be one step ahead of us. With that, the chief hurried away.

When everything was ready, Hara Shin put it back in the cigar, and less than two minutes after one of the agents put it back in the drawer, Shirarou returned from the playground. This made the detective couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and secretly shouted in his heart, "It's too dangerous!"

In the evening, the director came again and asked, "Is Bai Lang's tableware all put away separately?"

"Yes, it's all here." The warden pointed to the three utensils on the table. "None of the others have touched it! That's good. You cut the rest of the macaroni and take a look at it. The Commissioner said to the detectives.

The macaroni was cut one by one, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. "Check the breadcrumbs again!" The Commissioner ordered again. The crumbs were crushed and nothing was found.

"Strange this, the commissioner began to look at the knife and fork again, he picked up the knife and looked at it for a while, as if remembering something, and twisted the handle a few times, and the handle was separated from the blade, and inside was the empty part, and there was a small note in it.

"As I expected, you see something here, and Bai Lang has also fallen into my trap." The director was overjoyed, "However, with a smart person like Bai Lang, it is too cheap to play such a low-level trick, and he actually uses the knife to send messages." The Commissioner unfolded the note and read:

It's all up to you.,Weekdays are accompanied by HP.,We'll go through it to the end.。 The meeting is imminent, so don't be careless.

"Great! We got their plan to break out of prison. His men and friends will follow our prisoner van in cars, and we have found out the details. There won't be a problem this time, if we pretend to let him escape without knowing it, then we can wipe out Bai Lang's henchmen!"

"That's all well and good, but if Shirarou really escapes, then ......," the warden said worriedly.

"That's impossible, we have a strong security team to back it up, and we have laid a net in advance, so we will never let any of them slip through the net. Once they want to fight to the end, then they will suffer. As long as all his minions are arrested and brought to justice, then all future problems will be easy to handle. Bai Lang will keep his mouth shut, but he doesn't believe that none of his subordinates will refuse to confess. We can also bring to justice all the cases that were previously unresolved. The Chief of Security's expression seems to have been successful.

"During this period of time, although he tried his best, Bai Lang still refused to confess, making the security bureau in charge of this case helpless."

"So we're going to let him escape from Haiti this time. That is to say, he was still sent to the trial in a prisoner's car, and finally attracted all his men to capture him in one fell swoop, so that we could see our cleverness. ”

"According to what you said, then we don't have to change the mechanism of the prisoner car."

"Yes! We have to pretend to be in the dark and wait for the right moment before making a move, which is what is called a plan. The commissioner's smug laugh rang out far away.

But will the director's little ninety-nine become a reality? If Bai Lang escapes, and he can't even catch his subordinates, wouldn't stealing chickens and losing rice will not be a counter-erosion? Bai Lang, the Jiangyang thief who came and went without a trace, the king of thieves who came and went, is he really so simple-minded? Thinking of this, the warden was still a little relieved.

Of course, everything was done according to the strategy of the chief of security, and the prisoners were transported to the trial every day in that prison car. Every day at noon, the prison van leaves the prison and returns at three or four o'clock after the interrogation.

The structure of this prisoner carriage is a small passage in the middle, which is divided into five compartments on each side, which means that there are ten seats on the carriage, and each seat is just enough to accommodate one person, and each compartment is separated by thick wooden boards. In this way, the prisoners can neither move nor talk to each other once they are seated.

In front of the small passage is the driver's seat, behind which is the caretaker's seat. In addition, each compartment is locked very strongly, so that the prisoners can only stay in the wooden compartment honestly. The outer side of the lattice is made of thick wooden planks, with no doors or windows, only a few small breathable holes. If you put a prisoner in such a box, what is the point of escaping?

This is exactly what is commonly referred to as the "sardine cage" - the construction of the prisoner car.

Bai Lang, like other prisoners, took such a car to the trial. At two o'clock in the afternoon of that day, when he was about to get into the car after being interrogated, he found that he was the only one who wanted to go back to the North District Jail. "What about the other prisoners?" he asked.

"The interrogation is not over yet, so we will send you back alone."

"Really? Then I'm going to enjoy the car today. Bai Lang jokingly got into the car, when he was shoved into the middle of the small compartment on one side, and the guard closed the door and locked it.

It was pitch black in the seat, with only a few glimmers of light shining through the holes. Sensing that the car was moving, Shirarou put his eyes on the small hole. "It's time to get to the bank of the creek, and in front of us is the street in front of the Justice Bureau." Thinking in his heart, the prisoner car arrived at Zhongshan Street. "Then let's try it around here!" Shirarou stomped hard with his right foot.

The cigar clearly says "Use the outside pedal, the side plate will fall from the top to the top", so he has been tempting a lot lately, but because only eight times out of ten there is such a mechanism, the board has not slipped open once.

Today, however, this is the first time I've sat in this seat, so I might want to give it a try! Thinking so, he stepped on it vigorously, and seemed to hear a slight "squeak" sound somewhere, and when he looked closely, he noticed that a crack had appeared in the iron plate on the outside of the trunk. Bai Lang's heart moved, and he listened to the surrounding sounds first.

The sound was relatively small, and the guards and drivers would not notice, but the car was still moving. At this time, Bai Lang was relieved, and put his eyes on the gap and looked out.

The car had crossed the bridge and was speeding down Zhongshan Street. The buses, trams and taxis here merge into the traffic, and the prisoner buses that merge into them slow down, and after walking for a while, the buses stop. I don't know what happened, Bai Lang held his breath and listened, and heard the conversation between the driver and the guard that seemed to be deliberately raised, what was going on?"

"It's unfortunate that the horse pulling the wagon in front of me has fallen, and the traffic has to be blocked for a while."

After pushing the iron plate with both hands and looking around, Bai Lang jumped out of the carriage, first using a bus as cover, and then taking advantage of the prisoner car to dodge behind a tree on the side of the road. The prisoner cart didn't seem to notice anything, and still hurried to another way.