About half an hour passed.

Michael made a decision and reached out again and pushed Ding Ze.

Ding Ze was just about to fall asleep, a little irritable, "Have you thought about it?" ”

Michael nodded, "I can promise you, but what you want me to do in the future must not include killing." ”

This request is not surprising.

"Okay," Ding Ze didn't need Michael to kill anyone, he simply responded, followed, and took the initiative to say a way to prevent the transfer to prison, "You should be able to access the air conditioning system in Area A, go and turn off the air conditioner, it's best to turn on the heating." ”

"It's still three or four hours before dawn, and those prisoners have been hot for so long, and some of them will definitely go crazy in the morning."

"When the time comes, there will be chaos here......"

"As soon as the chaos gets up, I can move on to the second step and make sure Pope changes his mind."

Michael asked, "What's the second step?" ”

Ding Ze smiled, "I know a big secret from Pope. ”

Michael understood, "Threaten him? ”

Ding Ze nodded, "Hmm." ”

Michael thought for a moment and sensed that Ding Ze's plan was unreasonable, "Then why create chaos, don't you just threaten him directly?" ”

"I'm looking for death? The threat is over, and my life is over? Ding Ze asked rhetorically.

Michael was speechless for a moment, "Then how are you going to threaten him?" ”

"Borrow someone else's hand, and pass the news to Pop unconsciously..... you still don't know how to do it," Ding Ze said, and then, without giving Michael a chance to continue asking, he waved his hand, "The method is like this, whether you do it or not depends on yourself, I'm sleepy, you think about it yourself." ”

After speaking, Ding Ze's eyes closed, and he clearly put on an attitude that he didn't want to continue, and quietly waited for Michael to make a choice.

He believes that there is a ninety percent chance that Michael will do it, even if he realizes that the step of creating chaos is not quite right, or even that it is not necessary.

There is no other reason.

Rescuing Lincoln, one could almost say, has long been Michael's obsession.

Moreover, Michael had no other choice.

This is indeed the case.

Michael thought about it for a while, and did think that there was obviously something wrong with the step of creating chaos, and it was obvious that Ding Ze had other purposes, but he gritted his teeth and still chose to do so.

"Okay, just do it your way!" Michael said helplessly and aggrievedly, and moved.

About twenty minutes later.

The air conditioning in Zone A began to disappear gradually, and then the heating slowly spread in Zone A.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was past five o'clock in the morning, and the sky had just dawned a little.

One prisoner after another was woken up by the heat, either sweating on the bed, or getting out of bed and irritable, calling the prison guards.

"Prison guards!! It's so hot, the air conditioner is broken or what? ”

"Turn on the air conditioner!! Who can stand this kind of temperature! ”

"Prison guards!! Where did you die!! ”

After only a short while, the cries of Area A came and went, and the words became more and more intense.

In the guard room outside the gate of Area A, Roy and other prison guards in charge of the night shift did not sleep well because of this heat, and they were very uncomfortable, and they were constantly abused by these filthy prisoners......

Who can stand this?

"Shut up !!" Roy was furious and yelled, "Whoever dares to scold again will go to solitary confinement!! ”

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The threat of solitary confinement does work.

The prisoners, who had been yelling for a while, stopped insulting in unison, but did not shut up, and changed to a request with a slightly better tone.

"Prison guard, you don't let us scold, it's okay, but you have to get the air conditioner right!"

"It's getting hotter here than Africa, do you want to heat us to death?"

"Move your fingers and ask what's going on?"

“.….”

Roy is not Berwick, not so domineering, in the face of these requests, hesitated for a moment, did not threaten again, turned on the intercom, explained the situation, and asked the maintenance workers in the prison to deal with it as soon as possible.

"Don't bark, bear with me, the maintenance workers go to work at eight o'clock, and they'll deal with it when they get to work," Roy said.

It's only past five o'clock......

That is, it has to be hot for at least two hours.

For normal people, more than two hours, boiling, in fact, is not a big problem, even if the entire A area is almost the same as the steamer on the boiler.

However, most of these prisoners are violent people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they really have nothing to do with the word normal people......

So that you can stay in the steamer for more than two hours??

Joke!!!

So, as a matter of course.

The shouting, which had just subsided a little, was noisy again.

Many of the prisoners started scolding again, and the scolding was even more severe than before.

Face this scene.

Roy was furious.

A compromise had just been made, but as a result, these filthy prisoners had intensified.

It's a face, isn't it?

Then zoom in!

"Huh!" Roy sneered, "You keep scolding, come, scold more!" I'd like to see if you can stand another first-level confinement at this temperature! ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Boom.

The prisoners who were scolding happily panicked.

No way.

With such a high temperature, a wave of first-class confinement? That can't be hot to death?

And so, very quickly, Area A calmed down.

Looked at.

Roy smirked, "That's pretty much it!" ”

These words simply add fuel to the fire.

Hearing this, many prisoners, the anger in their hearts, the increase is called a whoosh, but they are all temporarily endured.

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Cell 40.

Ding Ze breathed a sigh of relief silently.

He was really worried that if the prisoners continued to make trouble, the prison guards would directly announce the opening of the first-level confinement, which would lead to the bankruptcy of his release operation.

Luckily, the prisoners went crazy and their brains weren't completely broken.

Then it's time for the roll call. ’

The temperature was so high, and those prisoners were threatened by Roy one after another, and they had already accumulated a lot of anger, and this anger would definitely continue to increase with the passage of time......

He didn't believe that when the roll call was called, a madman like Bagwell would obediently not make trouble.

'Let's make trouble! Riot! ’

Ding Ze is looking forward to it.

In anticipation, before I knew it, the time was half past seven.

"Roll call!" Roy, who was also sweating profusely from the heat, yelled, followed, got up and opened the door, and walked into Area A with a few prison guards.

At the same time, cell doors were opened.

Immediately afterwards, the prisoners walked out of their respective cells and habitually lined up.

Roy stood on the ground on the first floor, looked around, and prepared to take a roll call.

That's when it happened.

Bagwell, who had been beaten at noon yesterday and had only returned from the infirmary last night, had a blue and purple face, licked his lips, raised his feet, took two steps forward, and broke away from the line.

Roy immediately noticed, his expression changed slightly, he glared at Bagwell, and scolded fiercely, "Bagwell, go back!" ”

Ding Ze clearly saw this scene.

'T-bag is really powerful! ’

I know that a riot is coming.

Ding Ze did not hesitate, and immediately silently transferred the paralyzing Gu worm and the five poisonous Gu worms together, ready to release a wave of ruthlessly.