Abruzzi moves fast.

In the afternoon, Ding Ze joined the PI and was called to work in a small house next to the playground.

The same goes for Michael and Lincoln.

The two brothers were working a short distance apart, chatting quietly.

Abruci stood aside, looking at the two brothers, Ding Ze and Michael, from time to time.

"Boss, why do you want the three of them to join?" One of Quinn's subordinates, who had replaced him, asked Abruzzi very incomprehensibly.

Abruzzi squinted slightly, "Draw closer to your friends, and closer to your enemies." ”

His brains were not enough, so he thought about it and didn't say anything more.

Then.

Michael glanced at Abruci quietly, followed and whispered to Lincoln, "So far, the plan has gone well." Next, there is a very critical matter that needs to be solved, and when this matter is resolved, we can officially start work. ”

Lincoln asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"My roommate. I have no way of knowing who my roommate is until I come in," Michael replied, "and if we want to leave, I have to get my roommate with me, or I can't do anything in prison." ”

So, what's the problem? That kid doesn't want to leave? Lincoln asked.

Michael shook his head, "It's been a few days since I came in, and I still can't figure him out, and I haven't asked yet...... The man was strange, and I had a bad premonition. ”

Lincoln looked at Ding Ze, who was turning into a stucco painter and brushing, "What do you mean?" ”

"It's not good to say, he gives me the feeling that he doesn't have any concerns about the outside, and it doesn't matter if he stays here......" Speaking of this, Michael has a little headache, "He always smiles and welcomes people, and he can't see what he thinks in his heart, and it's hard to determine whether what he says is true or false...... I even think he's a little more terrifying than the people in Abruzzi. ”

Lincoln was silent for a moment, "What then?" ”

Michael frowned slightly, "We don't have too much time, I'm going to try him, if it doesn't work, I want to find a way to change a roommate." ”

"Can it be done?"

"It's man-made."

Regarding Ding Ze, the two brothers talked about it here.

Ding Ze naturally noticed the conversation between the two Michael brothers, and roughly guessed that the two brothers were discussing him.

He didn't pay much attention to it, though.

Because, he already has a plan to deal with this.

'Just tonight. ’

'Comrade Michael, it's time for you to experience the surprise. ’

Silently chanting, Ding Ze continued to concentrate on painting the wall.

He didn't know what was going on, but he felt that doing this kind of work, doing it, was inexplicably very calm.

It made him feel quite comfortable.

In the blink of an eye.

Evening.

At noon today, the canteen reopened.

During lunch, many prisoners either chose not to eat or were trembling.

As a result, no one was poisoned.

Therefore, when they started dinner, all the prisoners were much calmer, except for a few who were extremely afraid of death, and they were still a little afraid.

After eating and showering, we will return to the cell in Area A, followed by about an hour of free time, and before that, there will be a roll call.

Ding Ze stood in front of the railing outside the cell door and looked carefully at the first floor.

Bagwell's group of whites gathered together, staring sharply at Franklin's group of blacks diagonally opposite.

The reverse is also true.

The smell of gunpowder in the eyes of both sides is simply not too strong.

The war is imminent.

"Don't fight tonight, I haven't gotten a weapon yet." ’

Ding Ze said silently.

In the original play, before the black-and-white war, the prison guards, who knew that there would be this war, suddenly launched an operation to check contraband in the prison in Area A.

This operation had not yet happened, so during the day, he thought about it and did not go to the 'department store' to get a weapon.

There's no point in doing it, you still have to throw it away when you turn around, otherwise once you are found by the prison guards, you will have to be locked up for a few days.

He didn't want to be locked up.

Fortunately.

Until the end of the free time, the black and white war did not start.

Ding Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

Time flies.

The prisoners are back in their cells, the doors are closed, and the prisoners' nightlife begins.

Michael, wearing a long-sleeved shirt, silently went to the sink and washed his clothes.

Ding Ze sat on the bed, leaned against the wall, looked at Michael, and smiled, "Michael, I have always had a question that I want to ask you." ”

"Huh? What's the problem? Michael glanced back at Ding Ze and asked.

"Your tattoo is very interesting," Ding Ze said with a smile.

"Mr. Ding, this is not a problem," Michael's expression moved slightly, not looking back.

"Don't worry, the problem will come soon," Ding Ze deliberately lowered his voice, "The question is, why is there an architectural drawing hidden in your tattoo?" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Airplanes!

Michael's heart was shocked, his body stiffened, and he was shocked.

Looked at.

Hey.

Surprised, surprised?

Ding Ze smiled brightly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.....

It took several seconds for Michael to force himself to hide his shock, and replied in as calm a tone as possible, "Mr. Ding, I don't understand what you're saying." ”

It's a funny thing.

Ding Ze did not hesitate and continued to stimulate, "Really? Probably not, after all, you're a genius. I'm curious, where did you get the blueprints for this prison? ”

Gurgle!!!!

Michael's expression changed drastically, and his breathing instantly became much heavier.

Follow.

Having said that, to say that you don't understand it is obviously doing more harm than good, and it is too passive.

Michael is not a passive person, so he immediately hardened, turned around, and looked up at Ding Ze, who was sitting on the top bunk.

Ding Ze smiled brightly.

The two just looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Good for a while.

Michael, who had a gloomy face, still had to choose to admit defeat in the end, after all, he wanted to save Lincoln out, and he couldn't afford the consequences of this incident being exposed.

Michael opened his mouth and struggled one last time, "Mr. Ding, you are probably mistaken, before I was imprisoned, I was a construction engineer, and my tattoo was just a piece of work I designed. ”

"Michael," Ding Ze said unhurriedly, showing a calm demeanor, and then stimulated, "Are you sure you insist on saying this?" Your plan is to start in this prison and stick to it, and as your roommate, I'm going to change my mind. ”

Michael: "......"

This is damn.

Suddenly, Michael's face was as gloomy as the cloudy sky before the storm.

As a genius who is accustomed to taking the initiative, is good at strategizing, and controls all kinds of things within a controllable range, and thinks that it is impossible to go wrong with this rescue......

Faced with such a huge fork in front of him, Michael's uncontrollable intuition felt like he had been struck by lightning, and his head was buzzing......

This state lasted for a while.

"Who the hell are you?" Michael asked in horror as he held his head.