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

Sudden.

The sound of the door being kicked open rang out.

Abruzzi and his men stormed in.

They rushed in.

Abruzzi immediately waved his hand.

Several of his men saw this and immediately rushed towards Bagwell's group.

Not long after.

With a numerical disadvantage of almost double, Bagwell and his gang were all forced to lie on the ground.

Bagwell was given special attention; he was not only beaten black and blue, but also kicked several times in the stomach, causing him excruciating pain, leaving him curled up on the ground.

"Why?" Despite the pain, Bagwell didn't cry out. Instead, completely bewildered, he asked Abruzzi, "Why did you help him?"

Abruzzi remained calm and did not answer, only warning, "You are not allowed to touch him again. If there is a next time, I won't be so lenient."

Upon hearing this, Bagwell's face contorted with rage, his teeth clenched, and he remained silent.

Abruzzi didn't care. He walked a few steps to Michael, who had just gotten up, and said calmly, "You owe me a life."

Done.

Before Michael could respond, Abruzzi left with his men.

Michael left the room without saying a word, joining the line of prisoners heading out.

-

Ding Ze sat at the dining table, having been watching the commotion over there. Upon seeing this, he smiled faintly.

Westmoreland, who had come over not long ago, saw this and followed Ding Ze's gaze. He immediately saw Michael, who had clearly been beaten up, and looked away, somewhat puzzled. "Mr. Ding, you are a very strange person."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Ding Ze stopped looking, lest Michael notice.

Westmoreland has already told him about the questions Michael asked earlier.

Without a doubt, if Lincoln could see it, Michael certainly had already seen it long ago. The reason he asked Westmoreland was to try to figure out his intentions.

He had no doubt that if Michael wasn't entirely sure he intended to escape through the infirmary, but only had a suspicion, Michael would immediately come up with a way to cause him trouble.

He wasn't afraid of Michael causing trouble, but he hoped to avoid things from escalating to that point as much as possible.

after all.

It's a real shame to release Michael.

He wouldn't want to do that if he could.

“You’d rather your roommate got beaten up,” Westmoreland said.

“He needs to grow. He can’t think he can handle everything just because he’s smart. That’s not good,” Ding Ze replied directly without asking how Westmoreland figured it out.

Westmoreland chuckled. "So you're helping him?"

Ding Ze also laughed, "That's one way to understand it."

Westmoreland smiled and shook his head. "I don't think he'll appreciate it."

“It’s okay, I’ll always get what I want,” Ding Ze replied with a smile. “Speaking of which, I did have amnesia before. Write down your daughter’s information for me… If nothing unexpected happens, I’ll probably be leaving the day after tomorrow.”

Westmoreland didn't believe Ding Ze's amnesia at all.

but.

Since Ding Ze had already said that, and he had also chosen to take this gamble... Westmoreland didn't ask any more questions and simply agreed, "Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow. Have a safe journey."

"Thank you."

Ding Ze will be going to Miami soon. Speaking of Miami, are there any big shots here who like "Dexter"?

Chapter 26 What to do?

Back to the prison.

The bruises on Michael's face were already visible where he had been punched.

"What's wrong with you?" Ding Ze asked.

Michael looked at Ding Ze for two seconds, then said, "A little surprised."

"Be careful. In a place like this, a small accident is fine, but a big accident would be terrible," Ding Ze said with 'concern'.

“Yes,” Michael replied, “the good news is, I know how to prevent myself from being transferred.”

"How to say?"

“All I need to do is submit an application, make up a reason that I’m not suitable for transfer… According to the law, once the application is submitted, I have thirty days, whether it’s approved or rejected,” Michael said, walking to a table in the corner, intending to write the application immediately.

"Such a thing exists?" Ding Ze feigned surprise. "Thank you for our laws."

Michael didn't continue speaking. He picked up a pen and paper and started writing furiously.

Ding Ze saw this, but didn't disturb him. He lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

The time has come.

His plan to leave this place was missing only three things.

Abruzzi prepared a new identity for him, a car and a plane to escape over the prison walls, and tools to pick locks.

The lock-picking tools weren't difficult to obtain because of his involvement with the PI; he planned to get them sorted out that afternoon.

I need to urge Abruzzi to provide the other two things this afternoon.

Hopefully everything will be ready by tomorrow.

then.

We'll see how things go tomorrow. If things are right, we'll hint to Michael to turn off the air conditioning in Sector A, or even switch it to heating, to force Bagwell's group of rioters to start a riot, just like in the original series...

During the riots, he will take advantage of the chaos to secretly release another batch of animals, acquire more skills, and then leave the day after tomorrow.

The main reason he decided to leave the day after tomorrow was that he wanted to give away one last batch of animals...

If something unexpected happens, this goal may not be achieved...

That's settled then. He still has to leave. He doesn't want to stay here any longer; it's too boring.

'The last two days.'

After thinking silently for a while, Ding Ze muttered to himself.

******

Michael wrote quickly, finishing the application in just a few minutes. He then called a prison guard and submitted the application.

Seeing the prison guard leave with the application, Michael sat on the bed, gently rubbing the bruises on his face. After thinking about Bagwell for a moment, he continued to ponder the question of Ding Ze, who was lying not far above him.

What exactly is his plan?

Michael muttered to himself, then focused his attention on what he considered the most crucial issue.

What did Ding Ze offer to get Westmoreland to agree to join?

It's worth noting that he had hinted to Westermorand several times before that he could take Westermorand with him when he left, but Westermorand showed no interest whatsoever and refused very decisively.

So, it probably wasn't an escape.

'besides…….'

'Could it be family?'

In his view, Ding Ze was a murderer, and it was not an exaggeration for him to use the lives of the Westmoreland family as a threat.

After careful consideration, Michael felt that this was highly likely.

This leads to another question.

Assuming that's really the case...

Ding Ze went through all that trouble to get that money, but he could barely get any of it or use it himself. Was it all just for some outsider or certain people to use?

Although this wasn't too outrageous, after spending these past few days together, he felt that Ding Ze was basically not that kind of person.

What's more...

From the moment he began to suspect Ding Ze, he had been keeping a close eye on things and confirmed that Ding Ze had never made a phone call to anyone.

This is not reasonable.

Now that Ding Ze has located the money, he must contact someone outside to have it retrieved...

In this way...

This fact, combined with the fact that Ding Ze doesn't seem like that kind of person...

Geek!

Michael's heart skipped a beat as a truly shocking thought occurred to him. He instinctively looked up at Ding Ze on the upper bunk through the bed frame.

'This guy's trying to escape from prison?!'