"In addition," Abruch asked, "how should I treat your roommate? His plan seems to need me."
Ding Ze smiled and said, "Can you act?"
Abruch understood, "Of course."
"Then cooperate with the performance first. Give him whatever he wants."
"Okoy, but why?"
"Because it's useful for me to leave here, and you will know later."
"Okay."
Abruc didn't say anything more.
The conversation is over.
*******
At this time.
Two guests came to the prison director Pop's office.
Secret Service agents Coleman and Danny sat at Pop's desk.
The transfer order prepared by Coleman for Michael was sent to Pop's office last night.
Pop saw it this morning, but he didn't care much about it and refused directly. At this moment, he looked at the uninvited and the two people, Coleman, who had just taken the initiative to explain their identities, had a headache.
"You two came for Michael Scofield's transfer order?" Pop is sure that's the reason, but he still wants to make sure.
"To be precise, it's for the reason why you refused the transfer order," Koleman's tone, with a little questioning.
Pop also had a temper. "These prisoners are my responsibility. I have the right to refuse to transfer them. It's none of your business."
Danny opened his mouth, and his tone was relatively softer. "Prindent, we're just asking for a small favor between colleagues."
Pop shook his head, "This is not a small favor. I'm sorry, I can't help."
"The warden," Colleman heard it and didn't want to talk nonsense. "Are you determined not to transfer Michael Scofield?"
When Pop heard this, his face looked even worse. He asked, "Agent Coleman, did I go to your workplace to teach you how to do it?"
Coleman smiled faintly and did not reply immediately. He just took out a document from the bag next to him and handed it to Pop, "Diead, do you know? When we do this, we often come into contact with some hidden information. Maybe this document will make you change your mind.
Pop took the document and opened it. His expression changed greatly, and his body softened. He sat in the chair, and then looked at Koleman's eyes. His anger was extremely obvious.
Witness this scene.
Coleman said again, "Prison, you are a smart man. I think you should know what to do."
With that, Koleman got up straight up.
Danny also stood up;
"The warden, Michael Scofield will be transferred to prison by tomorrow at the latest, otherwise, what will happen is hard to say."
With this threat behind, Koleman left with Danny.
Pop sat in the chair and lost his mind for a long time.
——
The free time is over.
The rest of the prisoners were taken back to prison by the prison guards.
Ding Ze and Michael didn't go back for the time being because they joined PI and are repairing the lawn.
I worked for a while.
Abruch found a reason and, according to Michael's request, took Ding Ze and Lincoln to the sundries room next to the lawn one after another, and finally walked in by himself.
Time is limited;
As soon as Abrutchifu walked into the utility room, glanced at Ding Ze, and asked Michael with excellent acting skills, "What do you want to talk about?"
'This guy's acting skills are still great.'
Ding Ze saw it and said to his heart. Then, he took out two cigarettes, pulled out two, and looked at Lincoln, "A cigarette?"
Lincoln was touching the top of his hairless head and was stunned, "Okay."
There was a little distance between the two, and Ding Ze walked over.
Soon.
The two of them swallowed the clouds and spit together.
Let's talk about it.
This is the first official contact between Ding Ze and Lincoln these days.
The last time, and the first time I was working, although they had met, they didn't talk.
At this time.
Michael opened his mouth, confident and controlled the overall situation. "The four people here are our prison escape team. Take this opportunity to get to know each other officially."
Abruc turned his eyes and continued to act, "This Ding is your roommate. Let's escape from prison together. I can understand. What's the situation with Lincoln-Bruce?
Lincoln took a puff of his cigarette and said, "I'm his brother."
Abruc really didn't know this and looked at Michael in surprise.
Michael ignored it and went straight to the point, "We have limited time, so don't waste time. There is only one purpose of this conversation. I need to determine one thing, and to determine this matter, I need your help, especially John.
Abruch remembered that Ding Ze said he wanted to cooperate, so he cooperated and said, "What's the matter?"
"Outside the main gate of the prison, there are three roads corresponding to three directions. I need to know that once a prisoner is found to escape from prison, which direction of support from the police station is the slowest!"
"Only when I confirm this can I arrange the plan for our departure more reasonably."
Michael said so.
"So, how do you be sure?" Abruch asked.
"I have a plan. Tonight, I will find a way to create a fake escape," Michael said calmly. "At that time, I can determine which way to go."
Abruch smiled speechlessly, "A fake escape from prison? How are you going to do it?
"If you help me get a key, I can do it."
"Which key?"
Michael explained something.
Abrucchi knew, "It's not easy to get this key!"
"In order to be able to go out, no matter how difficult it is, you can get it," Michael said in a high posture.
Abruch was very unhappy with Michael's attitude. As soon as he moved his mind, he decided to release it a little bit. He thought it was more real, so he suddenly approached Michael and deliberately said in a low and half-threatening voice.
"Michael, few people dare to talk to me like that. In the end, you'd better really let me get out of here, otherwise, hehe."
The words came out.
Lincoln decisively defended Michael and asked Abruch fiercely, "What else? Tell me about it!"
"Ha ha," Abruch sneered.
Ding Ze held a cigarette in his bid and smiled faintly.
In his opinion, Michael's performance, or attitude, is actually very interesting.
Michael needed Abruch's help to get out of here.
There should be a relationship between the two people.
However, Michael showed a condescending attitude from beginning to end, as if saying to Abruch, 'I took you to escape from prison, and you should be grateful and secretly happy'.
It's interesting, isn't it?
'It's the protagonist.'
'Otherwise, it would have been time to get the bento.'
Ding Ze thought with a smile.
At this time, Michael said to Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, what you have to do is very simple. I will not be here when the call is called tonight. The prison guard will cross-ask you. You just need to say that you don't know."
Ding Ze heard it and simply raised his hand and made an OK gesture, "Okay."
Michael nodded and asked Abrucchi, "If there is no problem, we should go out."
Abruch shook his head, "No problem."
Hear the words.
Michael was silent and got up and walked out.
Abruch keeps up.
Ding Ze put out the cigarette butt and was ready to go out.
Suddenly, at this time, Lincoln suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed Ding Ze's shoulder, and there was a voice, "Ding Ze, your intuition tells me that you have other things to do!"
When held down, Ding Ze did not panic at all.
After all, it's just a grumpy Lincoln, who is basically useless except for making trouble.
"Oh?" Ding Ze smiled and put on doubts, "What is my plate?"
Lincoln said with a big face, "I don't know yet. I hope that no matter what your calculation is, it's better to have nothing to do with Michael! If anything happens to him because of you, I will definitely kill you!"
"Okay, okay," Ding Ze responded with a smile, and then said, "Your personality charm is really great. No wonder you have fallen to this extent."
Lincoln really didn't expect Ding Ze to say that and was shocked, "????"
Ding Ze ignored it and said, "Let go. If you don't go out, the prison guard will come to make trouble."
Lincoln was silent for two seconds, but he still let go.
Ding Ze raised his foot and walked out.
He doesn't have much good feelings for Michael and Lincoln brothers, and he doesn't have much bad feelings for them.
That's it.
If you can use it, use it. If you can't pull it down, it doesn't matter if you really want to turn against each other.
He doesn't believe it. He, a traveler who knows the plot and Golden Finger, can't play with Michael's genius.
(End of this chapter)