29 Beg me
"Boss! What happened to you? Is it a heart attack? Seeing Berwick fall to the ground, Ding Ze immediately pretended to be puzzled as much as possible, shouted, and threw out a possibility.
"Stand still, don't move!" At this time, several prison guards on both sides rushed over, and one of the prison guards scolded Ding Ze.
Ding Ze heard it and did it decisively.
Meanwhile.
Another prison guard pressed the intercom and called the infirmary, "Something happened to Berwick, a doctor is needed, ...... Probably a heart attack ......"
That's it.
A wave of unevenness has risen again and again.
Michael goes missing, and Berwick falls inexplicably.....
The management of Fox River Prison was busy all of a sudden.
Soon.
Ding Ze was asked to return to the cell, and the cell door was closed.
Shortly thereafter.
Sara arrived and quickly examined Berwick, "It doesn't look like a heart attack, his vital signs are stable, like he's in a coma." β
After the examination, Sara said simply, and immediately, a series of methods were used to try to wake up Berik, and even pricked Zaberick with a needle.
As a result, Berwick didn't react at all, and was still like a dead man.
Sara didn't understand this and asked the prison guard next to her, "What happened?" It was like he was in a deep coma. β
The prison guard who was questioned shook his head in confusion, "Nothing happened, Scowfield is gone, he was interrogating this Ding Ze just now, and suddenly he collapsed." β
Hear the words.
Sara was taken aback, "Schofield is gone?" Jailbreaked? β
"It's not certain yet."
Sara obviously had a worried look on her face, looked at Ding Ze in Cell 40 who seemed to be looking at her side with great curiosity, hesitated for a moment, and didn't ask anything more, only greeted the prison guard, "Help send Berwick to the infirmary." β
Not much.
Berwick, who looked like a dead pig, was carried out of Area A.
Witnessed this scene.
Most of the prisoners in Area A can be said to be noisy gongs and drums, and they can't wait for firecrackers to go out.
This shows how much evil Berwick had done before.
Only a small part, individual prisoners, did not participate in the carnival for the time being.
For example, the white prisoner who had inexplicably experienced a 'vegetative' experience before, or the terrified Louis, and the shocked Abruzzi......
FOR EXAMPLE, C-NOTE FRANKLIN, WHO HAD LONG SENSED THAT SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH MICHAEL, HAD ALWAYS WANTED TO FIGURE IT OUT.
At this time, Franklin was looking at Ding Ze very seriously, and at the same time, his thoughts were racing.
Michael's disappearance gave him a little revelation, and his suspicions suddenly became tangible and clear.
'That kid is plotting a prison break!' β
Berwick's sudden fall also reminded him of something.
He instinctively was sure that Berwick's fall was definitely not an accident.
After all, where did such a coincidence come from?
Berwick was just about to beat Ding Ze violently, and a stick was about to be beaten down, and suddenly he fell?
He believed that Berwick's fall must have something to do with Ding Ze.
And so it goes.
Ding Ze didn't need to touch Berwick to kill Berwick...... What kind of covert means are used?
He thought of poison!
The reason is very simple, when he was a soldier in the past, he had heard of some poisonous methods involving torture to extract confessions.
Then.
He thought of the three Biggs who had been poisoned before.......
The murderers who poisoned the three Bigg have not been found out so far......
'Could it be this kid?' β
Franklin said silently, and then, laughing, had a good idea in his head.
He affirmed that Michael's disappearance this time was only a prelude to a real prison break.
Why?
Because Ding Ze is still there.
As a prisoner, Michael has very little time to move freely, and in this small amount of time, Michael and Ding Ze are basically together.
In this way, Michael's prison escape plan must include Ding Ze.
Ding Ze is still ......
In this case, how can we not seize this kind of opportunity?
He believed that as long as the threat was in place, he would be able to escape from prison with him.......
So, who to threaten......
Hehe, of course it is a threat to Ding Ze, after all, Ding Ze is very likely to be the murderer of the three Biggs......
The more Franklin thought about it, the more excited he became, and the smile on his lips became thicker.
As for Ding Ze being a murderer, the means of killing are particularly hidden, which is a dangerous problem......
He was not worried, and was confident that he would be able to deal with Ding Ze.
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Because of the angle, Ding Ze did not notice Franklin's gaze, and when Berwick was carried away, he withdrew his gaze and lay down on the top bunk, waiting for Michael to appear.
Time flies.
Pope rushed from home and rushed into the office in the company of several prison guards.
Take a look.
Michael was in his office, leaning on the pillar of the 'Taj Mahal'.
Seeing Michael, Pope was a little confused and asked, "You've been here all along??? β
Michael was puzzled, "yes, didn't you say I could stay here?" β
Pope frowned and turned to look at the guard who was guarding the door, "Mike, what's going on?" β
Mike was embarrassed and a little panicked, "Maybe I missed it, I just glanced at the door......"
"Did you do that?" Pop reprimanded.
"I'm sorry, I won't do it again," Mike immediately apologized.
Pop didn't hold on and ordered, "Tell them to turn off the alarm." β
After saying that, Pope turned to Michael, "Michael, that's all for today, go back to the prison first, have a good rest, and you will be transferred tomorrow morning." β
As soon as this remark came out.
Michael, who was about to leave with his feet up, was immediately shaken and couldn't believe it, "Prison warden! You can't do that, I wrote the application! β
Pop kept a straight face to hide the helplessness on his face, "This is my prison, of course I can do this!" β
After speaking, Pope didn't say anything more, and simply beckoned to the prison guard next to him, "Take the person back!" β
When the two prison guards heard this, they moved in unison, one left and one right, and grabbed Michael's arm.
Out of control again!!!!
And it's still absolutely out of control!
Michael, who had just successfully determined the route and regained a little composure, was still unable to bear it anymore in the face of this fact, and he couldn't stand it, and suddenly lost the calmness that he had maintained since entering the Fox River Prison!!
Michael was so anxious that he yelled, "Warden!!" You can't do this!!! Three weeks!! Just give me three weeks! Prison Warden ......"
Little by little, Michael was carried away by two prison guards, and the shouting slowly dissipated.
In the warden's office, tranquility was restored.
Pope raised his hand and wiped his old face fiercely, and then, looking at the 'Taj Mahal', he gradually lost his mind......
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Go back to the prison.
Michael had a cold face, looked at Ding Ze, who was lying on the top bunk and was looking at him, and then walked to his bed without saying a word, sat down, and took deep breaths silently.
He felt like he had reached the end of his rope and that there was nothing he could do to bring this situation back to life.......
What can be done?
The warden insisted on transferring him, and he would do so tomorrow morning......
Time was too tight, and he was still in this cell, his freedom was restricted, and he couldn't make phone calls.......
Is this really going to end like this? β
Despair filled his chest, he was unwilling, he wanted to struggle, but that strong sense of powerlessness was like a flood beast, tightly wrapped him......
Michael felt like he was about to lose his breath.
Ding Ze lay on the top bunk, clearly knew what happened to Michael, thought about it, didn't bother, closed his eyes, and simply fell asleep.
Time flies, I don't know how long it has passed.
Suddenly.
Michael, who had bloodshot streaks in his eyes, raised his head and looked at the upper bunk.
He thought about it for hours, and he really couldn't think of any good way, and he only thought of a method that had little hope, and just thinking about it made him feel ridiculous......
What method?
He was going to beg Ding Ze to take Lincoln out!
How ridiculous.
During the day, he was still thinking about getting rid of Ding Ze, a murderer, but after half a day, it suddenly turned around and became a request for Ding Ze......
It's a pity, it's really out of the question.
Thereupon.
Gritting his teeth, no matter how ridiculous, no matter how slim the hope, Michael decided to give it a try, got up, reached out and gently pushed Ding Ze.
Ding Ze was sleeping soundly, was pushed awake, and opened his eyes in a daze.
As a result, at a glance, he saw Michael, who was simply a different person, with a haggard face and red eyes.
"Good fellow, what about scaring me by pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night?" Ding Ze said a little speechlessly.
Michael didn't bother to pay attention to such words, "I want to ask you for something." β
Ding Ze rubbed his eyes, feeling quite strange.
A person like Michael would be so low-voiced.
Surprised, Ding Ze sobered up a lot, sat up, took out a cigarette, and lit one, "Tell me about it." β
Michael didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point, "The application I wrote didn't work, and the warden insisted on transferring me tomorrow morning. β
"I know you're planning to get out of here, and I want to beg you to take Lincoln away."
Ding Ze smiled.
So that's what happened.
Sure enough, Michael, this guy has long seen it.
Ding Ze was not too surprised by this, and took a puff of cigarette with a smile.
Take Lincoln away?
Impossible.
That's asking yourself for trouble.
Lincoln, in a way, is equivalent to Conan, and wherever he goes, he has to die.
But.......
'This seems to be an opportunity,' Ding Ze's thoughts turned, and the smile on his face intensified, "I might be able to let you stay." β
When Michael heard this, he couldn't believe it and immediately asked, "How?" β
Ding Ze smiled, "I don't help in vain, I helped you, at some point in the future, you have to help me do something, is there a problem?" β
Michael frowned slightly, "What's the matter?" β
"The point is here, if I mention anything, you have to do it," Ding Ze said with a smile as he took a cigarette.
How smart Michael is, when he heard this, he naturally understood that what Ding Ze wanted him to do in the future would definitely not be a good thing.
Michael hesitated, hesitated for a moment.
"It doesn't mean much for me to stay! Your approach to getting out of here conflicts with the way I got out of here, and I'd rather be transferred unless you promise nothing to interfere with our departure. β
Michael chooses to bargain! Take this opportunity to solve Ding Ze's problem.
At this time, the cigarette was almost finished, Ding Ze pressed the cigarette butt, and then, shaking his head at Michael with a smile, "First of all, you don't have the capital to bargain." β
"Second, the world is not black and white, it's complicated. You think you're smart enough to make things go your way, and all I can say is that you're naΓ―ve. β
"In the end, what I can promise is that you and Lincoln will eventually get out of here alive, and I will help you get out."
"Okay, that's it, you think about it yourself."
"In addition, I really suggest that you think it through, because, if you promise to do something for me, and then you regret it, I can only say that I am not a good person."
Ding Ze finished speaking in one breath and lay down.
Michael was stunned and speechless for a long time.