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Chapter 12 PI, Michael’s plan

"PI?" Ding Ze pretended not to understand and asked.

"Prison factory," Michael replied, "I might be able to get both of us to join."

"What are the benefits of joining?"

"On the contrary, you will have more time for activities. You don't have to stay here all the time like now. In addition, you will get a salary."

"how much is it?"

"Fifteen cents an hour."

Ding Ze smiled, "The wages in sweatshops are much higher than this, but forget it, I'm interested in being able to do more activities."

In reply, before Michael could say anything, Ding Ze took the initiative and asked, "What price will I have to pay if you help me?"

Michael smiled lightly, "For now, you don't have to pay anything."

"Okay," Ding Ze responded without saying more, and there was no need to say more.

This conversation ends;

Time flies by.

Area A prison had a peaceful night.

In the morning, it’s time to relax.

The death of Big Three seemed to have become a thing of the past, and the impact it had caused seemed to have disappeared. The prisoners in Area A went to the playground as usual and started activities.

However, it is very obvious, anyone who is not blind and has some brains can see it.

The atmosphere on the playground today was much more solemn.

The gang of black lunatics and white lunatics were obviously restless and acting as if they could not help but start a war.

Michael went to do activities alone as usual and walked towards Westmoreland.

Abruzzi walked towards the phone booth again.

telephone booth.

Albruzzi dialed the number of his men outside and got straight to the point, "Have you found it?"

"I found it, but this Dingze doesn't feel as powerful as you described."

"How do you say it?" Abruzzi asked.

"Ding Ze, 28 years old, was born in New York and has been living in New York since then. He moved to Chicago two years ago and was unemployed. Until two months ago, he had no criminal record, not even a speeding ticket... Two A few months ago, during a fight between two waves of street gangsters, he accidentally killed five people. He was caught, sentenced, and sent to Fox River Prison... Such a person does not look like the person you described."

Albrucci was also confused.

Chicago is his territory. Logically speaking, if Ding Ze has been active in Chicago in the past two years and gained a certain status, he should have heard of it more or less.

But he didn't.

So, how did Ding Ze, who was just an ordinary gangster, be so courageous and calm yesterday?

wrong!

That kind of courage and calmness are simply not something that an ordinary gangster can possess.

Abruzzi's thoughts were racing.

The man on the other side of the phone didn't hear the voice and asked, "John?"

Abruzzi heard this and paused his thoughts, "The Ding Ze you described and the Ding Ze who came into contact with me are almost two people. Let's check in more detail!"

"Besides, where is his family?" Abruzzi asked.

"He has no family anymore. His parents died in a car accident a year ago. He is not married, has no wife and no children. The rest of his relatives are probably in China, at least I haven't been able to find any of his relatives here. "

It’s hard to do without family!
Albrucci had a headache. "What about his girlfriend? He will have one or two people he cares about."

"For the time being, it doesn't seem to be the case... I will continue to check."

"Okay, as soon as possible!"

The phone hangs up.

Abruzzi turned around and was about to leave. Then, he saw Ding Ze standing not far away and smiling at him, and was stunned.

Ding Ze kept smiling and didn't move, with a posture of 'I'll wait for you to come over'.

Abruzzi understood and walked towards Dingze.
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"Have you found anything about me?" Seeing Abruzzi walking up to him, Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Not to mention, he was really curious about the answer to this question.

Albrucci did not show much surprise and shook his head, "You are very strange. You can't find out much." "Let's talk while walking, okay?" There were many prisoners nearby, and Ding Ze didn't want those prisoners to hear. Too many, suggested.

Abruzzi had no objection.

The two started walking.

"John, what I mean is, what did you find out?" Ding Ze asked again, "I lost my memory before and basically forgot everything before. Can you tell me what you found out?"

Abruzzi: "????"

Upon hearing this, Abruzzi's first reaction was that Dingze was playing tricks on him.

But then I thought about it, what's the point of playing tricks on him in this kind of thing?
Abruzzi smiled, "Mr. Ding, you always bring surprises to people."

"This should be a good thing," Ding Ze replied.

Albruzzi did not make any comments and simply talked about the little information he had just received.

Ding Ze was speechless after hearing this.

Good guy.

orphan.

gangster.

Really killed five people.

This identity and background are arranged quite carefully.

"It seems like you can't threaten me with anything," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Since Ding Ze was so honest, Abruzzi didn't hide anything. "Everyone has something they care about. I don't believe you will be an exception."

Ding Ze grinned, "Then come on, keep working hard. But please remember, before I leave, I must prepare what I want."

Abruzzi didn't reply.

Ding Ze didn't say anything more, walked away, walked a few steps, and then remembered, "By the way, John, I have nothing to do with my roommate, don't think too much about it."

Abruzzi mused.

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Not long after Ding Ze left.

Michael found Abruzzi and asked with some confusion, "Is my roommate looking for you for something?"

Albrucci smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing to do with you."

Michael frowned slightly, thought for a while, and did not ask further, "In that case, let's get down to business. Me, my roommate, and Lincoln-Bruce, all three of us have to join PI. I think you can arrange it."

"Lincoln Bruce?" Albrucci was puzzled, "Why is he there?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"Haha," Abruzzi sneered, "Newcomer, I can arrange for all three of you to join PI, but I hope you listen carefully. If you don't hand over Fibonacci to me in the future, I will not only kill you, but also I will also kill everyone you care about! Do you understand?"

"Understood," Michael replied calmly, "When we all successfully reach outside these walls, I will hand over Fibonacci to you."

"For the sake of your life, I hope so!"

Abruzzi dropped these harsh words and left directly to find Berwick.

Michael did not move, just stood there, turned to look at Ding Ze who was sitting in a daze on the grass in the corner, and frowned a little bit.

His intuition told him that something was wrong with this Ding Ze.

But unfortunately, he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong for the time being.

This feeling made him feel a little uneasy.

Due to his uneasiness, to a certain extent, he had regarded Ding Ze as an uncertain factor.

'Try it once...'

'If that doesn't work, you have to find a roommate immediately! '

His eyes fell on Ding Ze, Michael muttered to himself silently, then moved his eyes to look at Sucre on the other side.

He has not been idle these two days, he has been observing and listening.

He knew a little bit about Sucre's situation.

In his opinion, compared to the murderer Dingze, Sucre, who only came in because of robbery and had strong concerns about the outside world, was more suitable to be his roommate.

(End of this chapter)