T-bag is awesome, the riot is coming

It's been about half an hour.

Michael made a decision and reached out and pushed Ding Ze again.

Ding Ze was about to fall asleep and was a little irritable. "Have you thought about it?"

Michael nodded, "I've thought about it, I can promise you, but what you want me to do in the future must not include killing."

This requirement is not strange.

"Okay," Ding Ze didn't need Michael to kill anyone. He simply answered and then took the initiative to say the way to prevent the transfer of prison. "You should be able to contact the air conditioning system in Area A to turn off the air conditioner. It's better to turn on the heating."

"There are still three or four hours before dawn. Those prisoners are so hot for so long that some prisoners will go crazy in the morning."

"At that time, it will be very chaotic here..."

"As long as it's chaotic, I can take the second step to make sure that Pop changes his mind."

Michael asked, "What is the second step?"

Ding Ze smiled and said, "I know a big secret of Pop."

Michael understood, "Threat him?"

Ding Ze nodded, "Hmm."

Michael thought for a moment and noticed that Ding Ze's plan was a little unreasonable. "Then why do you create chaos? Just threaten him directly?"

"I'm looking for death? The threat is over, and my life is over?" Ding Ze asked back.

Michael was speechless for a moment, "Then how are you going to threaten him?"

"Borrowing someone else's hand, he unknowingly passed the message to Pop... You'd better not know how to do it," Ding Ze said, and then didn't give Michael a chance to continue to ask. "That's the way. It's up to you whether you do it or not. I'm so sleepy. Think about it yourself."

After saying that, Ding Ze closed his eyes, clearly put on an attitude that he didn't want to continue, and quietly waited for Michael to make a choice.

He believes that there is a 90% chance that Michael will do it even if he realizes that there is something wrong with the step of creating chaos, and even if it is not so necessary.

There is no reason for it.

Saving Lincoln has almost become Michael's obsession.

Moreover, Michael has no other choice.

That's true.

Michael thought for a moment and did think that there was obviously something wrong with the step of creating chaos. Obviously, Ding Ze had other purposes, but he gritted his teeth and still chose to do so.

"Okon, just do it your way!" Michael said helplessly and aggrievedly and moved.

About 20 minutes later.

The air conditioner in Area A began to disappear gradually, and then the heating slowly spread in Area A.

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was just a little light after five o'clock in the morning.

One prisoner after another, one after another, was awakened by the heat, sweating in bed, or getting out of bed and irritable, calling the prison guard.

"Prison guard!! It's so hot. Is the air conditioner broken or something?

"Open the air conditioner!!! Who can stand this temperature!"

"Prison guard!! Where did you die!!!"

For a short time, the shouts in Area A came one after another, and the words became more and more fierce.

In the guard room outside the gate of Area A, Roy and other prison guards in charge of the night shift didn't sleep well because of the heat. They were very uncomfortable and were constantly abused by these dirty prisoners...

Who can stand this?

"Shut up!!!" Roy was angry and roared, "Whoever dares to scold again will go to solitary confinement!!!"

——

The threat of solitary confinement is indeed effective.

The prisoners, who had been shouting for a long time, stopped insulting, but did not shut up and changed to a request in a slightly better tone.

"Prisoner, you don't let us scold. It doesn't matter, but you have to get the air conditioner well!"

"It's almost hotter here than in Africa. Do you want to heat us to death?"

"Have your finger and ask what's going on?"

". ..."

Roy is not Berwick. He is not so domineering. In the face of these requests, he hesitated and did not threaten again. Instead, he turned on the walkie-talkie and explained the situation so that the prison repairman could deal with it as soon as possible.

"Don't scream. Be patient. The repairman will go to work at eight o'clock and will deal with it after work," Roy said.

It's only five o'clock now...

It means that it will be hot for at least two hours.

For normal people, it is not a big problem to boil for more than two hours, even if the whole Area A is similar to the steamer on the boiler.

However, most of these prisoners are violent people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. It really has nothing to do with the word normal people...

In this way, stay in the steamer for more than two hours??

Just kidding!!!

So, of course.

Just now, the shouting stopped a little, and it was noisy again.

Many prisoners scolded again, and they scolded even harder than just now.

Face this scene.

Roy was angry.

I have just compromised, but these dirty prisoners have become worse.

Give it a face, right?

Then make a big move!

"Ha ha!" Roy sneered, "You continue to scold, come on, scold more! I'd like to see if you can't stand another first-degree confinement at this temperature!"

As soon as this comes out.

Swhwhw.

The crowd of prisoners who were scolding happily panicked.

There's nothing I can do.

With such a high temperature, a wave of first-class confinement? Isn't it hot to death?

In this way, very quickly, Area A calmed down.

See the situation.

Roy smiled proudly, "It's almost the same!"

This is just adding fuel to the fire.

Hearing this, many prisoners, the anger in their hearts increased, but they all endured it for the time being.

——

In prison No. 40.

Ding Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really a little worried that the continued trouble of those prisoners would lead to the prison guards' direct announcement of the opening of first-level confinement, which would lead to the bankruptcy of his release.

Fortunately, the prisoners went crazy and their brains were not completely broken.

'Next, we'll wait for the name.'

The temperature is so high that those prisoners have been threatened by Roy one after another, and they have accumulated a lot of anger, and this anger will definitely continue to increase with the passage of time...

He didn't believe that when the name was called, madmen like Bagwell would be obedient and not make trouble.

Let's make trouble! Let's riot!'

Ding Ze is looking forward to it.

Looking forward to it, unconsciously, it was 7:30.

"The name!" Roy, who was also sweating hot, shouted, followed, got up and opened the door, and walked into Area A with a few prison guards.

At the same time, the prison doors were opened.

Then, prisoners walked out of their prisons and stually lined up.

Roy stood on the ground on the first floor, looked around, and was ready to roll the roll.

Just at this moment.

I was beaten at noon yesterday and only came back from the infirmary last night. Bagwell, with a blue face, licked his lips, raised his feet, took two steps forward, and got out of the queue.

Roy immediately noticed that his expression changed slightly, staring at Bagwell and scolded fiercely, "Bagwell, retreat!!"

Ding Ze saw this scene clearly.

'What to say or not, T-bag is really bold!'

In my heart, I knew that the riot was coming.

Ding Ze did not hesitate, and immediately silently called out the paralyzing worm and the five poisonous worm together, and was ready to release a wave of fiercely.

(End of this chapter)