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

Michael muttered to himself, regret, confusion, anger and other emotions tangled together, filling his chest.

He was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe.

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Chapter 37 Everyone's Decision, Leaving Tonight

After reprimanding the prisoners and leaving Sector A, Pope went straight to the infirmary.

The infirmary was badly damaged, and a group of prison guards, nurses, and caregivers were busy cleaning it up.

Sarah ignored Frank's strong request and instead of going back to rest, she stayed in the infirmary, mainly handling the procedures for sending the prisoners' bodies to the funeral home.

Many prisoners died; the total number was thirty-one.

This number is indeed somewhat exaggerated.

Of these, fifteen were stabbed to death with sharp weapons, while the remaining sixteen were killed by bullets.

Without a doubt, the murderer who stabbed those fifteen people to death with a sharp weapon was one or more prisoners in Section A prison.

So, here's the question...

'Ding Ze killed six people here…'

Looking at the list before her, Sarah, though unwilling to think this way, couldn't help but wonder, 'Are the other nine people related to him?'

Sarah wasn't sure, but she couldn't explain why, she just felt that the answer might be related.

She was in a dilemma, unsure whether to report it or pretend she didn't know.

At this time.

Pope walked over to Sarah's side. "Sarah, are you feeling better?"

Sarah heard this, snapped out of her daze, looked at Pope, and nodded gently, "Much better."

"That's good. I still suggest you go back and rest as soon as possible and don't worry about things here for now," Pope said with concern.

“I’m fine,” Sarah replied, then asked, “The warden wanted to see me?”

"I'd like to ask you something privately, is that a convenient time?"

“It’s convenient,” Sarah said, knowing the meaning of the word “private,” and stood up. “Let’s talk in my office.”

Soon, the two entered the office.

Popp didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, "It's like this, when you were trapped in this office before, the prison guard Gray was unconscious outside the door. A prisoner used his walkie-talkie to tell me that you were trapped and asked me to organize a rescue as soon as possible..."

Pope had previously verified this matter and confirmed that Ding Ze was using Gree's walkie-talkie.

"I'd like to ask you, do you know who that prisoner is?"

Hear the words.

Sarah's expression changed slightly, her thoughts raced, and she hesitated.

If he tells the truth, how much trouble will Ding Ze get into?

Although Ding Ze was a murderer, she ultimately owed her life to him...

After a quick moment of thought.

Sarah made her decision and shook her head. "I did hear someone talking outside the door, but I was already hiding on the ceiling and couldn't see his face at all. Sorry."

Pope had only come to give it a try and didn't have high hopes. Hearing this, he didn't doubt it. "It's okay, I was just curious. Since that's the case, then it's fine. You should go home early. So much has happened today, don't tire yourself out."

"Okay, I'll go back as soon as I'm done."

"Well, I'll be going now," Pope said without further ado, then turned and left.

Sarah watched Pope leave the office, then looked back at the list on the table... She planned to find an opportunity to talk to Ding Ze before deciding whether to report it or not.

********

After leaving the infirmary and returning to his office, Popp slumped heavily into his chair, raised his hands, and rubbed his face violently, feeling extremely irritated.

After a while.

Pope shook his head, forcing himself to calm down.

The reality now facing him is...

Coleman knew his secret.

Even a prisoner in Section A of the prison knew.

Coleman's threat was aimed at getting Skofield to leave.

Although the prisoner didn't say it explicitly, his meaning was clear: he wanted to prevent him from transferring Skofeld.

How to do?

It seems that whether Skofield is moved or not, his secret will be exposed...

The logic here is not complicated; Popper had already figured it out long ago.

In fact, he had already figured out that the best and most correct thing to do was to stop running away, face it like a real man, and go back to his wife Judy and confess that he had not only cheated on her but also had a son...

However, knowing is one thing, actually doing it is another.

If he had a choice, he truly wished Judy would never know about this...

pity.

at this point,

He had no choice.

"Perhaps, no one can truly escape their past..."

After thinking for a long time and struggling for a long time, Pope suddenly muttered to himself in a complicated tone.

Follow.

Pope took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

He made a decision.

*******

In cell number 40.

I thought about it for over an hour, suffered for over an hour, sat blankly for over an hour, and moved around several times before finally giving up. I accepted the failure, stopped caring about Lincoln, and honestly accepted reality...

this moment.

Michael rubbed his face.

He made a decision.

He gave up, forcing himself to stop thinking about the harm his actions had caused to others.

He chose to escape, he chose selfishness.

He decided to carry out the operation as far as possible and end it as soon as possible to avoid causing more harm to more people.

then.

Michael dared not waste any more time. He moved without saying a word, pulled up the rope, hung up his clothes, and made a cover. Then, he crawled through the hole behind the toilet again to dig a hole.

Ding Ze, lying on the upper bunk, noticed Michael's actions, smiled, roughly guessed what Michael was thinking, paid no attention, and continued to rest.

********

In cell number 19.

Franklin stood behind the cell door, looking at cell number 40 where Ding Ze was.

During the riots, Ding Ze's actions truly shocked and terrified him.

Because of this shock and fear, he had been thinking for some time about whether to abandon his previous plan, not to contact Ding Ze, and to pretend that he had not discovered that Ding Ze and Michael were planning to escape from prison.

I thought and thought.

The time has come.

He made up his mind.

He decided that he had to seize this opportunity no matter what, leave this place, and reunite with his wife and daughter!

of course.

He wasn't that stupid. He knew that his previous plan to recruit Ding Ze by threatening him was definitely not going to work, and he had to find another way.

He planned to try to have a proper conversation with Ding Ze.

-

Being confined here, there's really nothing to do, it's incredibly boring.

Ding Ze got tired of lying down, so he got up and smoked a few cigarettes. He wandered around the bed for a few minutes, then leaned against the cell door, stared out for a while, and then lay back down on the bed.

And so it went, repeating itself endlessly, until finally, the day came to an end.

A new day has arrived.