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Chapter 24: That boy is a little disrespectful.

The PI's work is over.

Ding Ze and others returned to the prison under the leadership of the prison guards.

As soon as they reached the second floor, Ding Ze and Michael saw a prison guard standing at the door of Cell No. 40.

see this scene.

Ding Ze thought for a moment and guessed that Pop had come to inform Michael about his transfer to prison.

Michael, of course, knew nothing and was only confused.

When we almost reached the door of prison No. 40.

The prison guard waiting at the cell door immediately reached out to stop Ding Ze, "Ding Ze, wait outside."

Then, he said to Michael, "Schofield, you go in, the warden is looking for you."

When Michael heard this, his doubts doubled and he couldn't figure out what happened, so he walked into his prison in silence.

Ding Ze stood against the wall and waited quietly.

The exchange between Pope and Michael did not last long.

But in a few minutes.

Pop leaves.

Ding Ze, who clearly heard the entire conversation, returned to the prison.

I saw Michael frowning slightly, sitting on his bed, looking like he was thinking.

"What are you thinking about?" Ding Ze felt that he needed to ask. After all, they were now accomplices, so it would be unreasonable not to ask.

Michael asked instead, "Did you hear everything Pop said?"

"heard it."

"He seemed to mean that someone higher up asked him to move me away," Michael said in confusion, "I was wondering, who could it be?"

Ding Ze smiled, "This is simple, I know."

"????" Michael was really shocked and looked at Ding Ze with his eyes widened, "How did you know?"

"It's not important," Ding Ze said with a perfunctory smile.

Michael's eyes became complicated and he was speechless for a few seconds without asking, "Then who wants to move me away?"

"They are the same people who wanted Lincoln to sit in the electric chair," Ding Ze replied.

"Do you know the name?" Michael asked.

Ding Ze shook his head, "It's no good if you know now."

"????" Michael was a little confused. He thought about it for a while, but due to his nature, he still didn't ask any more questions. He planned to figure it out on his own, so he asked something else, "A group of people? More than one?"

"Of course, designing such a plan to kill Lincoln cannot be completed by one person."

Ding Ze said, climbed up to the upper bunk and lay down, "But don't worry too much, those people are just like that, not very powerful. Otherwise, Lincoln would have died long ago. Think about it, killing a Lincoln who has nothing." , it takes so much effort, how powerful can those people be?"

Of course, to be more serious, this is nonsense.

The fundamental reason why Lincoln ended up in this situation, and never received any unexplained benefits, was that the 'company's' plan was to force Lincoln's father to show up...

However, if Lincoln had died casually before the execution, this purpose would have been 100% unachievable.

But it doesn't matter, Michael doesn't know yet, it's okay to tease Michael with this kind of nonsense.

Michael heard it and was speechless for a moment.

Listen to this, why is it so wrong?

"Are you kidding me?" After being speechless for a while, Michael spoke up, "Those people can arrange such things as prison transfers. They must have great power. It's impossible for them to be like you said."

"Having great power does not mean being great," Ding Ze continued perfunctorily, and followed without intending to say more, "It's useless for you to think about this now. When you go out, you will come into contact with them sooner or later. Then you can think about it slowly. I’ll take a nap.”

"it is good."

Michael responded, but of course, he didn’t want to think about it unless it was true.

In fact, Michael thought more.

For example, what is the high status of those who designed to frame Lincoln, what kind of people they might be, and what is their purpose...

For example, what is going on with Ding Ze? Why does he seem to know everything? How on earth does he know...

In fact, if he had not quietly confirmed with Pope before, it was confirmed that Ding Ze came in more than a month before him... He would really suspect that Ding Ze was the pawn planted by those people to ensure that Lincoln would be executed.Michael thought and thought, but couldn't figure it out.

However, although he couldn't figure out Ding Ze's background, there was one thing he figured out, or in other words, saw.

Ding Ze is definitely planning something.

There is no doubt about this.

Michael felt a little irritated by this.

He doesn't know what Ding Ze is planning yet, but he has a vague feeling that it may conflict with his plan! ! !
'Got to figure it out soon! '

Michael rubbed his forehead, glanced at Ding Ze who was sleeping on the upper bunk, and muttered silently.
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Time flies by.

blink of an eye.

lunch time.

canteen.

Bagwell, who had quietly obtained a 'hand-made' dagger in the morning, finished his meal in a few mouthfuls, and then stared at Michael eagerly, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

Bagwell's intentions are not obvious to those who know him well.

Ding Ze saw it, and so did Abruzzi.

Michael didn't notice at all and was concentrating on asking Westmoreland for advice on how to prevent transfer to prison.

Albruzzi looked at Michael and Bagwell, and then his eyes fell on Michael.

About life in the short term.

Ever since he came up with the idea of ​​killing Falzen, he had thought a lot this morning.

to him.

It would be best if Ding Ze could take him out soon.

Following Ding Ze was his first choice.

But he had to be prepared that Ding Ze would eventually be unable to take him out, and he couldn't put all his bets on Ding Ze.

Therefore, before he could go out, Michael, who might really know the whereabouts of Fibonacci, would still be useful...

If Ding Ze fails, he can still rely on Michael to get the whereabouts of Fibonacci, temporarily stabilize Falzen, protect his family, and finally follow Michael out...

in short.

For now, Michael can't die.

So, after much thought, Abruzzi decided to ask Ding Ze to avoid losing both ends. He stood up and walked to Ding Ze's side and whispered, "I'm afraid your roommate won't survive until the afternoon. What are you going to do?"

"Please help him," Ding Ze took a sip of the soup and replied, "He is alive and can be used as your backup plan. Keeping him alive is still useful."

'How come this guy knows everything? 'Abruzzi was surprised and speechless: "..."

Ding Ze didn't care and didn't intend to save Michael.

Michael was not a beauty. Besides, he couldn't let anyone go if he did it. It was just a sacrifice without any reward.

That's bullshit.

"Just give Bagwell a good beating, don't kill him, he is still useful," Dingze added, "Also, I have a suggestion."

"What advice?" Abruzzi asked.

"I suggest you make arrangements, seize the opportunity, and save Michael when he is about to die, so that he owes you a life and respects you... That guy is indeed a bit disrespectful to you. "Ding Ze looked at Abruzzi and said with a smile.

From a certain perspective, these words really spoke to Abruzzi's heart.

Immediately, Abruzzi felt towards Dingze that he had met someone of the same kind.

respect!

As a gang boss, Albruzzi really cares about respect, and is indeed unhappy with Michael's attitude.

Hear this.

Abruzzi smiled, "Mr. Ding, were you really just a street gangster before you came in?"

Ding Ze nodded, "But I've watched a lot of movies and TV shows and learned a lot."

(End of this chapter)