People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

If we just kick those two stones away, it will definitely attract attention.

So Michael got up, went to the bedside, and reached out to push Ding Ze.

Ding Ze was half asleep when he was woken up and opened his eyes.

“Mr. Ding,” Michael said in a low voice as soon as Ding Ze opened his eyes, “the plan is about to begin. I’m going to make a big fuss about it. I need you to think of a way to divert other people’s attention.”

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze immediately understood and nodded quickly, "Okay, watch me."

After responding, Ding Ze jumped out of bed and went to the prison door.

How to fix it?

Sing like Sucre from the original play? Will that annoy those prisoners to death?

I'm afraid that won't work. He's tone-deaf and a very reserved person...

and so.

"Sucre, are you asleep?" Ding Ze called out, having come up with an idea.

Sucre was still awake. Hearing his name called, he peeked out in confusion, "Who's calling me?"

Unfortunately, Sucre's prison was below Ding Ze's prison, so Ding Ze couldn't be seen; all that was known was that the voice came from above.

"That's not important. What's important is that you're practically being cuckolded. How can you sleep like that?" Ding Ze said exaggeratedly.

Hear the words.

Sucre was furious. "Who the hell is it? What the hell are you talking about?"

“Oh, so you didn’t know,” Ding Ze said, lighting a cigarette. “How pitiful. Well, let me tell you, your cousin Hector is about to successfully make his way to your fiancée Mary Cruz.”

These two names entered the air, and Sucre knew that Hector had always had feelings for Marie Cruz...

moment.

Sucre went mad, rushed to the cell door, and roared, "I'll tear your mouth apart, you fucking shut up with me!"

The other prisoners who were still awake, as well as those who had been woken up, who had just been very agitated, were now either laughing or making a fuss.

"Ha ha!!"

"Sucre, come on, put on your green hat!"

"Your cousin is in luck."

"Hehehehe, how's your fiancée? Want us to borrow her for a bit sometime?"

"Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone, Sucre, understand?"

In just a blink of an eye.

Various kinds of words rose and fell.

Surek, a typical love-struck man who would do anything for Marie Cruz, couldn't bear these words and instantly flew into a rage.

"Fxxk you!!!"

Sucre cursed loudly.

The prisoners retorted.

Area A quickly became incredibly noisy.

Michael was a little surprised by this, but he ignored it and seized the opportunity to kick the two stones away with one, two, and three kicks.

This is the end.

The escape route has been revealed.

Chapter 19 The Clever Louis

The purpose has been achieved.

Ding Ze smiled and stopped talking. He finished his cigarette in a few puffs, then rinsed his mouth, drank some water, pretended to look at the hole behind the toilet, chatted with Michael who was cleaning the hole, and went to bed.

Suker was still arguing with the other prisoners when he suddenly yelled at Ding Ze, asking who Ding Ze was.

Ding Ze didn't reply; he just enjoyed seeing Sucre's exasperated expression—it was hilarious.

Sucre called out several times.

At this moment, a prisoner "kindly" answered, "Suke, stop arguing, it was that newcomer Ding Ze who said it."

Sucre was stunned, never expecting it to be Ding Ze, a newcomer. Then, regaining his composure, he roared, "Ding Ze, huh? You just wait and see..."

I couldn't finish my words.

Louis, the "department store" owner, was dumbfounded. He had a fairly good relationship with Sucre and couldn't bear to see Sucre courting death, so he hurriedly shouted, "Sucre, you better shut the hell up!!!"

Sucre recognized Louis's voice and instinctively turned to look at him.

Seeing Sucre looking over, Louis didn't dare to speak too clearly, so he quickly gestured, trying to tell Sucre that he must not provoke Ding Ze.

Fortunately, their cells were almost facing each other, so even in poor lighting, they could roughly see each other.

Sucre understood, and was immediately dumbfounded, unable to figure out why Louis had said that, and unable to imagine what Ding Ze's situation was, or why Louis was so afraid.

But despite his confusion, Sucre wasn't stupid. He didn't think Louis was playing a trick on him, and therefore, he didn't dare to curse Ding Ze anymore.

Sucre stopped cursing.

Some prisoners who had witnessed Ding Ze's five-kill streak before and thought there would be a good show to watch were not happy at all.

"Haha, Sucre, keep cursing! Why are you chickening out?"

"Sucre, is that all you've got?"

"You coward, he already called your fiancée a slut, and you still tolerate that?"

"Can't you act a little more manly?"

"Or do you just like this style?"

"..."

One sarcastic remark after another followed.

Sucre was indeed hesitant to curse Ding Ze because he didn't understand Ding Ze's situation, but he had no reason not to utter any insults against these prisoners, whom he knew the basics of.

Immediately.

Sucre roared and cursed back.

The war of words has reignited.

It’s not lively.

*******

In cell number 40.

The entrance to the cave was almost ready. Michael didn't waste any time. Just in case, he went back to the bedside, arranged the bedding to make it look like someone was sleeping, and then whispered to Ding Ze, "I'm going in to familiarize myself with the way. You keep watch for me. If any prison guards come to patrol, call me in advance."

It was so noisy outside that Ding Ze naturally couldn't fall asleep. "Okay, go ahead and don't worry."

Michael didn't say much, and quickly crawled through the hole behind the toilet and disappeared.

Area A is under Level 1 confinement, and it's the middle of the night, so the probability of prison guards patrolling is almost zero.

Facts have proved that it is true.

Nothing happened until Michael returned to the prison.

Back in the cell, Michael put the toilet back in its place, tidied himself up briefly, and lay down on the bed, explaining the situation to Ding Ze.

"The path is correct, just as I know it, without any deviation. Next, we need to figure out a way to break through the wall blocking the way and get into the sewer pipe."

"After that, things became much easier."

Ding Ze knew all this, but he still had to cooperate. "Um, how long do you expect it to take to get out?"

“I haven’t gotten the tools to break through the wall yet, and now this place is under lockdown,” Michael replied. “If all goes well, it should take about two weeks.”

"Okay, just let me know if you need my help."

"Ah."

The conversation ended there.

The online feud outside ended not long ago.

The entire Area A gradually quieted down.

unconsciously.

Ding Ze and Michael both fell asleep.

-

Being confined in such a tiny, horrible cell is already very uncomfortable.

It's even worse when there's no phone to play with and no entertainment.

But the worst part is that there's nothing to eat.