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Chapter 25 I’ll probably leave the day after tomorrow
"I see my roommate, I have talked to you several times in the past few days," Michael said casually, pretending to be casual, after asking about preventing transfer to prison at a certain dining table, "Are you familiar with him?"

Westmoreland glanced at Michael and shook his head, "Not too familiar. I'm not familiar with anyone here."

"Then what did you talk about?" Michael asked again.

"He said he had lost his memory and asked me about the situation here and outside," Westmoreland replied without any hesitation, "He seemed to like cats quite a bit, and we even talked about cats."

Westmoreland was the hijacker DB Cooper, and he was naturally very mentally capable. If he was deliberately lying, how could Michael tell it?
However, although Michael couldn't see it, he felt that this was wrong.

"He said that he suddenly lost his memory, but I didn't expect it to be true." Michael smiled lightly, and then naturally changed the subject, "I didn't expect that a murderer like him would like cats. It's a bit bizarre."

"Some murderers also like pets," Westmoreland replied with a faint smile.

Michael knew he couldn't ask anything else, so he said a few more words casually, thanked him again, then stood up and left with the plate in hand.

Bagwell, who had been staring at Michael, did not move immediately until he saw Michael walking towards the plate return area and putting down the plate. Then he stood up and led several of his men, silently walking towards Michael.

The cafeteria is large, with some rooms surrounding it.

Bagwell and his gang moved very quickly.

at the same time.

Abruzzi, with more of his men, also moved from the other side.

By this time, Michael had basically determined that no matter what Dingze was planning, Westmoreland must be involved, so, of course, he thought of Westmoreland's money! ! !

In his opinion, one of the reasons why Dingze persuaded Westmoreland to cause trouble must be the money!

This directly conflicts with his plan.

For this reason, he was irritated.

That money was an important part of his entire plan. Without that money, although it was not absolutely impossible, it would be more difficult to implement the follow-up plan smoothly.

'Ding Ze, what kind of bait did you use to get that old man to take the bait? '

Thinking about it, Michael muttered silently, completely unaware that Bagwell and his group were already behind him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Just as Michael walked through a door on the side, two of Bagwell's men immediately started working together and pushed Michael hard into the room behind the door.

Bagwell followed closely.

at this time.

Abruzzi and his group were watching from a short distance away.

"Wait a minute," Abruzzi said, "T-bag talks a lot of nonsense."

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in the room.

Bagwell looked at Michael with obvious panic in his eyes, licked his lips, took out the special dagger, and smiled sinisterly, "Little beauty, don't you think that the person who killed me will? There’s a price to pay.”

Michael said with a sullen face, "I didn't kill the person, it was a black man who killed him. It had nothing to do with me."

Bagwell smiled sinisterly, moved towards Michael, and said as he walked, "Do you think I'm a fool, think I have no brains? Are you lying to me in front of me?"

Michael backed away, "I didn't lie, I did not kill the person!"

"Haha, your mouth is quite strong," Bagwell said, touching his chin, "Maybe I should taste you before killing you."

Michael retreated to a box and pressed his body against the box. He had nowhere to retreat. He gritted his teeth and prepared for a fight. He said fiercely, "If you dare to touch me, I will fight you to the death!"

"Haha, brothers, did you hear it? The little beauty is threatening me," Bagwell was amused by these words, turned back and smiled at the men standing behind the door.

As soon as the words came out.

Michael was heartbroken and punched Bagwell preemptively, hitting Bagwell on the head. The blow was so hard that Bagwell shook his head and almost fell to the ground.

Once the attack is successful, Michael will pursue the victory.

But several of Bagwell's men were not vegetarians. When they saw Bagwell being beaten, they immediately rushed forward.

Blink of an eye.

Michael received several punches and was knocked to the ground. He tightly protected his head but remained silent.Bagwell shook his head, feeling the pain on his head, and his murderous intent immediately boiled over, "Good boy, don't worry, it's not that easy to die! I'm going to make you beg me to kill you today!"

Bagwell said through gritted teeth.

Sudden.

There was a sound of the door being knocked open.

Abruzzi rushed in with his men.

As soon as he rushed in.

Albrucci immediately waved his hand.

Several subordinates saw this and rushed towards Bagwell and his group decisively.

Soon.

With a disparity of almost double the number, Bagwell and his group all lay down on the ground.

Bagwell was also given intensive care. Not only was he beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he was also kicked several times in the stomach. The pain was so severe that he could only curl up on the ground.

"Why?" However, the pain was so painful that Bagwell refused to call out. Instead, he asked Abruzzi completely incomprehensibly, "Why did you help him?"

Albrucci looked calm and did not answer. He only warned, "You are not allowed to touch him again. If there is another time, I will not be so gentle."

When Bagwell heard this, his face was twisted with hatred, he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

Abruzzi didn't care. He walked a few steps to Michael, who had just climbed up, and still said calmly, "You owe me a life."

Done.

Without waiting for Michael to respond, Abruzzi left with his men.

Without saying a word, Michael followed him out of the room and joined the group of prisoners heading out.
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Ding Ze was sitting at the dining table and had been paying attention to the movements there. When he saw this, he smiled lightly.

Westmoreland, who had come over not long ago, saw this, followed Ding Ze's line of sight, and saw Michael who had obviously been beaten. He looked away, a little puzzled, "Mr. Ding, you are really weird. people."

"Oh? What do you say?" Ding Ze stopped looking to avoid being noticed by Michael.

Westmoreland had just told him the questions Michael had asked before.

There was no doubt that Michael had already seen what Lincoln could see, and the reason why he asked Westmoreland was to try to figure out his plan.

He had no doubt that if Michael was not completely sure that he planned to use the infirmary to escape, but just had some suspicion, Michael would immediately think of something to cause trouble for him.

He was not afraid of Michael causing trouble or anything, but he hoped to avoid things getting to that point as much as possible.

after all.

It was a pity that Michael was released.

He wouldn't want to do it if he could.

"You want your roommate to get beat up," Westmoreland said.

"He needs to grow up. Just because he thinks he's smart, he can't think he can settle everything. That's not good," Ding Ze replied directly without asking how Westmoreland saw it.

Westmoreland smiled, "So you are helping him?"

Ding Ze also smiled, "That's understandable."

Westmoreland smiled and shook his head, "I don't think he would accept the favor."

"It doesn't matter, I can always get what I want," Ding Ze smiled back, "Speaking of this, I did lose my memory before. Please write me your daughter's information... If nothing else, I will probably get it the day after tomorrow. gone."

Westmoreland didn't believe it at all that Ding Ze had lost his memory.

but.

Ding Ze said so, and he chose to take a big gamble... Westmoreland didn't ask any more questions and simply agreed, "Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow. I wish you a safe journey."

"Thank you."

　Ding Ze will go to Miami soon. Speaking of Miami, do you guys like "Blood Forensic"?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)