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

When did I become so awesome?

I do not know how?

Ding Ze was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized the good side of this identity.

Don’t say anything else.

With his identity exposed, it should be able to shield him from a lot of trouble.

Thinking about it this way, Ding Ze was no longer surprised. "Thank you, I understand. I've finally figured something out."

After thanking him, Ding Ze turned and left, carefully observing every aspect of the place as he walked, while also pondering deeply.

His proposed method of escaping this place is basically the same as the method Michael ultimately used in the original series.

The way out is in Sarah's office.

They escaped at night.

There are some differences in the details.

He wasn't planning on digging a hole or anything; he wanted to injure himself, get into the infirmary, and spend the night there!

At night, if only the handcuffs could be removed and the door to Sarah's office opened...

After that, things became much simpler. All you had to do was climb over the cable, and wow, you were out of jail!

I need lockpicking skills!!!

The prerequisite for this idea to become a reality is this...

If you don't know how to pick locks, then it'll be very difficult!

And it has to be done quickly!

Silently reciting this, Ding Ze turned his head and scanned the crowd on the playground.

The battle between good and evil is about to begin.

'Try to leave before then, otherwise the entire Area A will be locked down, and people will die...'

The problem is…..

'We just released one prisoner. If we release more... and two prisoners are behaving like they died of poisoning in a short time, the seriousness of the situation will likely escalate...'

After some deliberation.

Ding Ze shook his head helplessly.

Although he really didn't want to accept it, he had no choice but to accept the possibility that he might have to stay here for a few more days...

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the fact is.

Ding Ze's concerns are very reasonable.

Big's body has just been removed.

Bagwell frowned and looked gloomily at the black gang in the distance.

“Biggs looks like he died of poisoning. If so, it was definitely those black guys who did it!” Bagwell whispered, staring at the black gang. “We need to be careful what we eat from now on! Also, get our weapons ready; we need to take them down quickly!”

"it is good."

Shortly afterwards.

Back in her office, Sarah dialed Warden Pope's number.

"Warden, a prisoner just died suddenly in the A-section exercise yard. I think he died of poisoning, and I'd like to send his body for an autopsy."

Popp already knew about Big's death, and upon hearing this, he became serious. "Poisoned?"

“Judging from the signs, it seems very likely!” Sarah replied.

Popper paused for a moment.

The situation of prisoners dying from poisoning is far more serious than prisoners being stabbed to death.

After all, using poison to kill is too covert.

If we don't find out the truth, who knows how many more will die next.

"Okay, send it for an autopsy. I'll call them and tell them to get the results as soon as possible!"

Chapter 3 Department Store, I Want to Buy Something for Free (Please Vote!)

The prison was very small, only about four square meters, and very oppressive.

And it's very hot.

It's only the end of winter, and you still need to wear a coat when you go out, but it's unbearably hot here.

Ding Ze lay down on the upper bunk again.

Before acquiring the lock-picking skill, he didn't have much to do except kill time, look for the next target to release, and... try to get some cigarettes.

He missed the taste of cigarettes.

At this time.

Ever since he came back, he had been pressed against the cell door, staring at Michael outside. Suddenly, he spoke, asking calmly, "What brought you here?"

There were only the two of them in this cell.

Ding Ze naturally knew that Michael was asking him, so he smiled and said, "It's funny, when I woke up this morning, my mind was completely blank, and I couldn't remember anything. I only found out from asking a prison guard on the playground that I was in here for killing five people. What about you?"

Michael heard this, frowned, and his expression turned serious. Without turning around, he said, "Armed bank robbery."

After replying, Michael asked again, "Were those five people all people who deserved to die?"

Ding Ze immediately realized why Michael had asked that question.

Michael has some psychological issues, which make him overly compassionate, and in a sense, he is indeed a very good person.

As a good person, Michael is currently unwilling to take a murderer with him on his escape.

'I really forgot about that.'

'This guy is probably already thinking of ways to get rid of me and replace me with someone more obedient, someone with minor criminal records…'

Ding Ze thought to himself, then shook his head. "I can't remember anything at all. I feel like I didn't kill anyone and was framed."

Do I look like a murderer?

Michael didn't turn to look at Ding Ze, replying indifferently, "Who knows?"

The voice just fell.

A prison guard walked over.

"Scowfield, the warden wants to see you. Come out and follow me!"

Hear this.

Michael didn't say anything, but silently stepped back, waiting for the cell door to open.

Ding Ze suddenly remembered something he should do. "Michael, if possible, could you help me get some newspapers? I'd like to know what's going on outside."

Michael then glanced at Ding Ze, paused for a moment, and said, "I'll try my best."

Michael is gone.

Ding Ze was the only one left in the prison.

Ding Ze didn't get out of bed; he remained lying down and summoned the Five Poison Gu worm to study it carefully.

The Gu worm was still quite small, and its five colors were very striking when viewed up close.

It's worth mentioning that, perhaps due to its juvenile form, after poisoning Big, this guy remained lethargic and unwilling to move, as if he were lying flat.

Ding Ze gently pushed it with his fingers.

The worm kept its eyes closed and showed no reaction whatsoever.

See this.

'Could it be…' Ding Ze paused, realizing a possibility, and immediately tried it out, silently chanting, 'Move a little, get to work!'

[Due to excessive toxin release, the patient is currently weak and is expected to recover in seven and a half hours.]

"..."

as predicted.

There are limitations.

Faced with this result.

Ding Zezhen couldn't tell whether he should be surprised or not. After a short while, he could only shake his head, retract the Gu worm, close his eyes, and go to sleep.

-

Before we knew it, it was time for afternoon exercise.

On the playground.