heaven bird

"Let me go." Michael's voice was a little hoarse, but his expression had returned to calm.

Kneeling between Michael's legs, T-bag is seriously putting the cross necklace back around his neck: "Don't you think this is over..."

"Let me go." Michael interrupted him with a cold expression, repeated it again and threw another sentence. "If you still want to leave the Garden of Eden alive to meet Audrey."

"...Honey, you were the one who stabbed me back to that ghost place in Fox River." T-bag smiled sarcastically, and ambiguously rubbed Michael's lower body with his knee, "You want to negotiate terms with me? Under such circumstances?"

"It's not talking about conditions, it's just emphasizing the facts again." Michael said, not hiding the fact that he didn't intend to make any promises to T-bag. "I am the only one who can bring you freedom, and you have no choice but to cooperate with me."

T-bag touched his chin silently and looked at him, Michael looked at him calmly, except for the reddish eye sockets, the initial emotional fluctuations could hardly be seen.After a while, T-bag stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his bloody fingers. He stepped to the corner of the warehouse and kicked Reed's body to the front. With a bunch of keys on his waist, he squatted in front of Michael and dawdled to try one by one.

He didn't want to untie Michael at all, but it didn't work out, and the handcuffs clicked open on the third try.

Michael immediately frowned and pushed him away, stood up shaking and wiped off the white liquid remaining at the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, the action was so sexy, T-bag lowered his head and played with the butterfly knife in his hand, feeling suppressed by himself His desire was churning again, together with an uncontrollable killing intent.

Kill him, kill him, kill him so that he can no longer threaten himself, kill him so that he can lie obediently in his arms forever.

"...What are you doing?" Michael's steady voice seemed to come from far away.

T-bag glanced at the fingers that had been cut by his own sharp blade, licked the bleeding wound as if nothing had happened, and put his hands in his pocket. "No, it's nothing." He knew he needed to restrain them temporarily, he knew where the limit was for a genius engineer, T-bag wanted him, fuck him or kill him, but he wanted freedom more.

And this smart and cunning young man in front of him is undoubtedly his only chance.

Michael tidied up the messy clothes, moved his wrists with a few bruises, walked towards Reed's body, looked at the striped police badge on the shoulder of Reed's black police uniform, and finally his eyes fell on his chest On the hanging heptagonal badge, it is composed of several small polygons superimposed, with exquisite patterns and complex colors, and it is the only symbol that he has not been able to imitate during this period of time.

Michael reached up and yanked it off.

T-bag went to the black Terry's body and squatted down, tried to put his butterfly knife into his hand, and then spoke in his usual yin and yang tone. "So why don't you just take off his clothes? It's much better than your shoe polish!"

"It's possible to lose a badge in a fight with a prisoner, but it's impossible to lose a whole police uniform." Michael glanced at T-bag, raised the corners of his mouth, but his tone was mocking and indifferent like rubbing ice scum. "Do you want people to believe that when they're halfway through the fight it's time to suddenly go into heat?"

The T-bag man who was being ridiculed kept his mouth shut. His beauty was obviously not in a happy mood now. As a knowledgeable collaborator, he chose to continue to complete the important project in his hands.

Michael stuffed the police badge into his pocket and walked out of the warehouse alone, completely ignoring the T-bag.

T-bag picked up Reed's gun from the corner and stuffed it into his hand. He looked around between Reed and Terry. The distance between the two bodies was a little far away, but it didn't matter, as long as it appeared Plausible enough to make a good report and perhaps give Reed a great account of his death in the line of duty, to have a glorious and respectable eulogy for his memorial service, and finally to perfectly cover his die.There's so much going on in Eden that no one really cares.

"Look, sir, isn't it normal for a prisoner to fight with a prison guard?" T-bag leaned on the iron gate with his arms folded, looking at Reed's body and said, of course no one answered him. With a smile, he closed the door of the warehouse.

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"Thank you." Michael said to Kevin with a smile, putting down his clothes to cover the wound on his back.

Kevin froze for a moment when he saw his smile, blushed and shook his head, "...No need to thank you, it's just a change of gauze, I have nothing to do anyway."

When T-bag walked into his dormitory, what he saw was this picture of getting along with each other in harmony. Kevin lowered his head, and there was still a light powder on his fair face that hadn't faded.The white-haired Neil climbed onto the table beside him, and was pulling on the railing of the window with both hands.

In a peaceful scene, T-bag even took a few steps back to look at the number hanging on the iron gate to make sure that he had entered a shelter for troubled children by mistake.

"It's really lively here? Huh? Director Asa." T-bag walked to the table with a strange smile and patted Neil on the head. "Kid, what are you doing here?"

Neil tilted his head and turned his head, still opening his oversized eyes and saying illogical words: "I couldn't find Don, I couldn't find it anywhere, so I came to Asa, only to find that he was injured. I don’t know when the blond hair came. He looks so small and boring. Asa doesn’t talk to me. I can only play by myself. Ah, come up on the table. look out..."

A long string of barely breathless sentences is dizzying to listen to.

T-bag decisively slapped Neil's head on the iron railing with one hand to stop him from continuing: "Okay, you can shut up now, I already regret talking to you."

Neil touched his swollen head, looked at Michael aggrievedly, shut his mouth and turned his head to hang on the window. Since Michael was sent to the infirmary last time, his former roommate In front of him, Neil was always unexpectedly obedient.

-- Someone stood outside Michael's room and politely knocked on the iron door. Michael raised his head and his eyes flickered slightly.

The guy knocking on the door in the prison is probably the only one who is notoriously nice, Abel.

T-bag greeted him with the excited tone of watching the excitement. "Wow, it's really lively today. Are you here to apply for a manager? It's a pity that our place is full."

Abel just smiled at T-bag's teasing, and he extended an invitation to Michael. "Asa, can you come out?"

Michael nodded and followed him out.

The room fell silent instantly. Kevin sat alone on the bed. T-bag walked over with a sway, hung his arms on the railing of the upper bunk, and looked down at Kevin's delicate body with a smile on his face. Face.

Kevin sat on the bed, his fingers hidden behind him clenched the sheets tightly, his expression a little embarrassed.

T-bag’s brown eyeballs shone with a ferocious light, like a monster waiting to be preyed, greedily wanting to devour and tear everything around him, the shadow cast by him when he bent down almost covered the light outside the window, it was almost overwhelming Kevin had the illusion that it was night.

Kevin's face gradually turned pale, and he suddenly stood up. "I...I'm going back."

Without waiting for T-bag to reply, he stumbled and ran out.

Unexpectedly, T-bag didn't stop him, but waited until he ran a certain distance, and walked out of the room with his legs swaying slowly.

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"It's quiet enough here, what's your business?" Michael leaned against the shadow surrounded by Reed's group at that time, and there was a triangle on the wall behind him that was hastily dug out with his fingernails.

"..." Abel seemed to want to say something, but his expression was still hesitant.

Michael looked at Abel quietly, without urging him to speak.

Abel seemed to have finally made up his mind: "I want to participate in your escape operation."

Michael showed a surprised expression, but it was not [-]% fake, the purpose of deliberately exposing his actions in front of Abel was indeed to wait for the man himself to make this request, but it should have been dug out again by Mahon outside the prison After some evidence, he could be stimulated to make such an unreasonable reaction.It was beyond his expectation that Abel raised this matter so early. He remembered that a few days ago this man had told him that he only wanted to spend the first half of the year here safely.

What the hell happened.

"The warden told me yesterday that my ex-wife...was seriously ill." Abel's face was very ugly, as if this incident really dealt him a big blow. "Although we are divorced, but..."

Abel pushed his glasses and looked at Michael sincerely: "I want to see her...No, I must see her."

According to the personal files that Michael had read, it was indeed indicated that Abel once had a wife, and they had frequent contacts after the peaceful divorce, and the relationship was not bad.

Michael looked him over. "what do you have?"

"What?" Abel didn't seem to understand what he meant.

"Why do you join us? What can you offer? Money, relationships, whatever." Michael explained.

Abel was silent for a while, and said: "I can... get the design drawing of the prison. The current warden once participated in the design of some details of this prison. He was very satisfied with it and often praised it to me. , and the drawings have been in a drawer in the warden's office."

Is this a surprise?Michael thought.

Seeing that Michael didn't speak, Abel thought he didn't believe it, and hurriedly added: "Give me a few days, the warden will have an important meeting in the city in three days, he will definitely leave Eden, and I will use the office at that time The machine inside will make a copy of the drawing for you."

Just as Michael was about to say something, another familiar voice cut in. "Pretty, I didn't mean to interrupt your beautiful date. It's just that when you talk about your future and ideals, can you let me catch an eavesdropping kitten first?"

Michael turned his head, T-bag was standing not far away, holding Kevin's back collar almost easily in his hand, Kevin's eyes wandered a little guilty.

"What are you here for?"

"...Asa...can you take me away too." The gray-eyed Kevin bit his lip, his eye circles were very red, as if tears were about to fall in the blink of an eye. "Please, take me out too."

"But you said before that you'd be out soon?" Michael was referring to their conversation in the prison van.

"I……"

"Pretty, T-bag also often tells you that he is a good person, why do you never believe it?" T-bag interrupted him. "This brat is a standard life sentence."

"He killed his little girlfriend and ate her, but probably the food was not clean enough. He was discovered by the police a few days later. When he was caught, he automatically offered to come to Eden to serve his sentence--is the welfare here particularly good? Why does everyone like to run here?" T-bag shook Kevin's background with a completely irrelevant and joking attitude, with nasty laugh lines appearing on the corners of his mouth. "Hey, at Fox River, John used to say that I was the only one who killed the little biscuit girl, and now I finally got a chance to refute him, 'Oh, but I didn't eat them. '"

The tears in Kevin's eyes really fell, which made him look like a pitiful underage boy, he trembled and took a few steps towards Michael. "We...we just love each other too much!"

Abel's eyes seemed to shake slightly because of this sentence.

"Why did they lock me up because of this? We are all voluntary... Is it okay to take me out? I don't want to stay here. I can do...anything." The boy raised his face with tears, Not at all like a murderer.

Michael looked at the hem of the clothes that Kevin was holding tightly, with no expression on his face.

"Ah, one more thing." T-bag opened his mouth briskly and threw out an irrelevant topic, seemingly completely unaffected by the messy situation in front of him. "Don asked me to inform you that a call was transferred to you just now, and it seems to be an idiot named... Ma Hong."

*Note 1: Brother T had a conversation with other members of the jailbreak team in S1

T: "I'm always treated as a bad guy in this room. It's rare that you all came in because you stole the biscuits sold by the little girl."

John Abruzzi (Mob Boss): "But we didn't kill the little biscuit girl."

*Prison guards fight privately with prisoners and then die. This kind of thing is not on the table, so it will be suppressed here.There may be a huge BUG, ​​so please don't check QAQ.