heaven bird

A string of soft bells rang.

"Daddy, Daddy?" Lily waited for a long time, but found that the man holding her didn't respond, she couldn't help pushing him, "Your phone."

Michael hugged her tightly and took a long breath, then let go of her, blinked his reddish eyes, and rubbed her hair with a smile, "Hey, go back to your room, Daddy still has some things to do. "

"Huh?" Lily grabbed the hem of his clothes like a vigilant animal, "Are you leaving again?"

"I'll be back soon, you have to listen to Uncle Lincoln, don't bury your head on the baby when you sleep at night, don't eat vegetables and dump them secretly..."

"I know, I know." Lily stopped his next words, pouted her lips as if dissatisfied with his nagging, raised the teddy bear with both hands, and complained softly to it, "Look, Daddy is such a nag..."

Michael laughed at her actions, a small crescent moon curved out of his lips, bent down and scraped the tip of her nose, "Goodgirl, wait for me at home obediently."

He raised his head and motioned to Lincoln. Lincoln frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with his behavior of obviously hiding something from him but not explaining it, but he still nodded and persuaded Lily to leave.

Michael waved goodbye to Lily who turned her head frequently, then turned around and took out his mobile phone.

He calmly glanced down at the number on the screen, and when he picked up the phone again, his voice was as indifferent and cold as usual, with a charming and mocking arc on his lips, "Hello, Alex, I hope Is it good news?"

"Unfortunately not." Ma Hong's voice came from the other end of the phone vaguely, with a heavy tone, "I will send you all the photos I took now, hang up."

"Well." Michael hung up the phone, and many photos were sent over in a short while.

The picture was taken on the interface of a Word document. Michael frowned and flipped through the pages one by one. The first few pages were all about some underage boys. There was no similarity in terms of name, appearance, height and skin color. The only thing in common was Their experiences all stated that they had entered a juvenile institution, and Kevin's information was also included. In the photo, Kevin was even smaller than he looked now, with empty eyes facing the camera and no expression on his face.

These documents seem to be very old, and they are probably the investigation preparations made by Abel before committing the crime.

Michael's fingers paused when he turned to one of the pages. There was no photo on that page, but Michael Schofield was clearly written in the name column.

That's his profile.

Michael continued to scroll down, and all he saw were data records of drug experiments, and even marked each experiment subject... There were missing children, and there were also prisoners in the Fox River.

The penultimate photo is a blank page, but with a small line of writing in the lower right corner, Michael zooming in on the photo, it says, "You caught me, so this is the last game - GuesswhereIam?"

"Michael."

Michael understood that Abel's character, besides those damned desires to control, also had a large part of pride. He probably really didn't mean to hide at all. He had a lot of time to destroy all these things, but he Reluctant - reluctant to let go of the opportunity to show off to the world.

Michael can almost imagine how Abel kept these documents. The world built by one person initially satisfied his desire for control, but after a long time it only made him feel too boring, and everyone around him would be deceived by him. But he couldn't satisfy his desire to show off, so he has been waiting, waiting for a day when there is really someone who can discover what he has done, and then play the final game with him.

But he never waited, so he began to reset the characters involved in the story by himself, and Michael was the last link he finally selected, the most important role for him to dispatch boredom.

Michael clicked on the next page, and then his eyes stopped on the last photo. There was only one bold word written on the entire page.

【BOMB】

……

The bell rang again.

"Alex, I'm going to the warden now," Michael answered the phone.

"What?" Ma Hong's voice was a little annoyed, "I can hurry back now. I hope you don't forget that your name hanging in the Garden of Eden is still Asa Hunter! Go to the warden now, why don't you drive a few more times to the sky?" Guns make the cops put you straight in."

"No, we don't have time, I have to go...Alex, although I am no longer a good guy who preaches justice, if I choose to escape after I know what he wants to do to Eden." Michael paused and made a joke, "... Then I probably really only cooperate with Abel as a good friend holding hands."

Abel can never understand what caused the huge gap between him and Michael. They obviously do have similarities, but in fact the reason is very simple, that is, Michael may not be just, but he always has the most basic principles of life. He felt sorry for every life that passed away in front of him, no matter what kind of person he was, which made him the most despised realpeople of Abel—a soft, ordinary, ordinary person.

Michael hung up the phone, then turned off the phone directly, sat in the driver's seat and closed the door.

------------

"So..." the warden finished listening to the entire recording with a gloomy face, and looked at the photos in Michael's cell phone. Although his tone was a little unbelievable, he was still calm, "Do you think Abel wants to blow up the entire Garden of Eden now? "

Of course, the warden didn't really want to treat a former fugitive with such a peaceful attitude. If it wasn't for the gun Michael pointed to his forehead, he would have called the prison guards to come in and throw this Asa Hunter back into prison!Then add a few years in prison!

Damn it, are those prison guards all idiots? It's fine to lose them, but now they let the guy who has escaped walk into his office openly again!

"Yes."

"How do I know you didn't fake these to frame him?" The warden seemed to have a good impression of his superstar, "In my opinion, Abel is much more reliable than you murderers."

"About this... I suggest that next time you don't find a guy who can even solve murderers to launder money, even if he has a good education."

"You..." The warden was angry at Michael for breaking his secret rashly, "It is impossible for someone to come in here with a bomb! Everyone who comes in has been checked!"

"He and your dear Dr. Irene are in the same group, but you really have some problems with seeing people-I don't expect you to find anything strange in the Garden of Eden, if you don't want the entire Garden of Eden to become a zombie amusement park If so, I suggest that you fire her immediately after finding Abel and find a new doctor."

"You don't need to open your mouth. You just need to answer my last question. Did Abel propose the plan to plant flowers on the playground in the Garden of Eden?"

"...What kind of flower?" The warden asked in confusion, as if he had forgotten about it a long time ago, he thought for a while before he suddenly realized, "Yes."

"Good idea, your IQ is really amazing." Michael mocked with a cold expression, he put one hand on the warden's table, and approached the warden's blushing face, "Now, I hope you will use your table immediately. The phone on the phone asked the prison guards to bring Abel here...and then asked the remaining prison guards to designate a special area away from the crowd, and gather all the flower pots there for professionals to handle."

"...flowerpot? Why?"

"Because in my opinion, those cute little things are buried with enough explosives to blow up the entire Garden of Eden! These things distributed in every corner of the Garden of Eden are the best shelters for bombs, otherwise why do you think he proposed this to you, greening The prison environment? Come on, the only way he can think of to green the environment is to blow up the entire prison directly."

Michael looked at the prisoner Changqing's pale face and smiled, his hand holding the gun remained motionless, and decided not to explain further to him, "Now, do as I say, or you can wait for them to come in and find out The bullets on the wall and your body."

The warden opened his mouth, but no words came out.

The room suddenly fell into silence, only the female reporter on the built-in TV kept chattering.

Michael smiled, tilted his head and gestured to the red phone on Zhuo, "For you, I specially installed a silencer before I came here, now, let's make a call."

The warden swallowed his breath and picked up the phone, "Bring Abel to my office right now, I know it's free time, but what the hell do you have a problem with finding someone on the playground? Stupid !"

The warden threw down the phone angrily, the flesh on his cheeks trembling angrily, he glared at Michael, "If this is a misunderstanding, I will definitely make the rest of your sentence a wonderful one."

Michael said nothing, he thought, a premise should be added, if they all survived this time.

After a while, the phone rang again, and the warden picked it up again. The other party seemed to be saying something very fast, which made his face darken, "...what?"

"What's the matter?" Michael frowned, he could vaguely hear the other party's voice—somewhat familiar, but couldn't make out what was said.

The warden put down the phone with a gloomy expression, "Abel is not in his room, nor is he on the playground, he is missing..." Before he finished speaking, a deafening noise exploded in the Garden of Eden, shaking the whole floor , hot red light shot up into the sky, reflecting on his window, it seemed a little far away but very real.

"...Oh my god..." The warden slumped on his seat, as if he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

"..." Michael looked at the monstrous flames and thumped the table, and the female reporter's voice finally came to his eardrums intermittently at this moment. It was the rebroadcast of the news this morning, "... After siege and pursuit, all the suspects were finally captured in one fell swoop...including a fugitive wanted by Eden Prison..."

Michael raised his head abruptly, the handcuffed guy in the video had a damn frivolous expression on his face, and was even winking at the reporter lady.

"F*ck!" Michael finally couldn't help swearing, leaving the frightened warden behind, pushed open the door of the office, and rushed to the chaotic playground.