Under the high temperature of the flame, a red spot soon appeared on the metal. Since the window was blocked with a quilt, Allen was not afraid of being seen by the monitoring equipment in the corridor to see the fire in his cell. Soon, under the high temperature heating, the screws locking the metal floor bounced due to expansion, and Allen did the same, making the other screws jump up too.
Putting away the power, after the temperature on the screws cooled down a little, Allen quickly unscrewed and pulled them out regardless of the hot hands. Then use your fingers to probe into the screw groove, and forcefully lift off the metal iron plate. There is a load-bearing metal frame under the iron plate to support the iron frame and can be joined by screws. The metal frame is like a square wellhead, and Allen can feel the flow of air and the clear sound of water.
He gently opened the iron plate and put it aside. Then the man got down and jumped into a sewage channel. The sewers were soaked in a thin layer of sewage, which smelled bad. The channel is dim, but there is a sewage outlet every five meters. There is light thrown into the pipe through the filter screen of the sewage outlet, but it is not impossible to see things.
Allen groped forward against the dark side of the pipeline, and within a few steps he came near the police room outside the gate. There were voices from above, as if some guards were talking in a low voice, and chuckled from time to time. Allen ignored it, and groped forward with the light cast from the sewage outlet. The direction of the sewage pipes was not complicated, so it can be seen that this surface prison is not big.
The security force of a prison is directly proportional to its size. It is impossible for a small prison to deploy so many police forces. This is undoubtedly a good start for Allen and others' jailbreak. After about 40 minutes, Allen has basically figured out that the prison pattern is H-shaped. Their confinement room is located in the lower left corner of the prison, and on the horizontal sewage outlet in the middle of the prison is a hall for prisoners to eat and ventilate.
Allen could barely see a few dining tables through the sewage outlet. Of course, this place was for ordinary prisoners. A felon like them, who is about to be hanged publicly, basically has no such right.
But everything is not absolute, not everyone hates them like the warden. Alan is well aware that people on the surface can sometimes commit crimes for a piece of bread. Then, it seems that it is not a big deal for the prison guards to let them go.
He has calculated.
Back in the confinement room, Allen put back the iron plate on the ground, screwed back the screws, and restored everything. I just fumbled around in the sewage pipe, and it was inevitable that I would have a strange smell on my body. But this confinement room may not necessarily be so clean, and the strange smell will not arouse the suspicion of the prison guards. What's more, they can only smell it if they are willing to come in.
Allen took back the quilt and lay down on the bed again.
It didn't take long to close your eyes, and it was dawn. Allen stretched his body, then tapped his fingers on the wall, testing whether Weber had woken up. The latter responded quickly, and Allen told him what he found last night. Then he said, "I have a plan, but that requires bribing the guards. It's a pity that I don't have anything of value on me."
On the other side of the confinement room, Weber touched his neck and pulled out a necklace from his prison uniform. He tapped the password: "I can probably solve this problem. Now, tell me what is your plan?"
When it was almost noon in the prison, prison guard Kona opened the gate to the confinement room as usual.
His fat body squeezed in from under the door. Kona didn't like the job, especially the security guard in the brig. Those locked in the confinement room are all lunatics and bastards! They speak foul language and can always greet your family with the dirtiest words.
But this time the few prisoners seemed to be an exception. Except for the noise when they first arrived on the first day, these two days were very peaceful. Conner was in disbelief when he took in the young prisoner. The oldest child here was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and just these few children killed most of the citizens of Rodos Town. When he saw the reception report, Kona thought to himself that either those soldiers were crazy, or these kids were crazy.
But they don't look like lunatics.
Either way, that's none of Kona's business. As long as he does his job well and gets his monthly salary on time to support his family of five, he will be extremely happy.
"Hey, sir."
When passing through the No. 2 confinement room, the older child there lay on the window and yelled. Kona glanced at the nameplate on the gate and knew that the kid inside was named Weber.
"What are you doing? Don't make trouble for yourself." Kona habitually waved the baton in his hand.
Weber took off the necklace, shook it through the window and said, "Look, this is a silver chain. Maybe it's not worth much, but it's enough to buy food for a week or two. Look, I'm almost dead .This thing is useless, I want to give it to you."
"Give it to me?" Kona keenly smelled something tricky in it. He raised his head and carefully watched the surveillance camera in the corridor turn in another direction. Only then did he approach and said, "Why boy, do you want me to give you a full meal?"
"No, sir." Weber shook his head and said, "We've been locked up here for three days, and we're going to be executed in a few days. See, can you let us go out for a while while the warden is away?"
Connor snorted, "That's not okay. Let you go out. If the warden finds out, I will lose my job. A mere silver chain is not worth the risk."
After finishing speaking, I want to leave.
"Wait, wait," Weber yelled, pulling a ring out of his palm. A gold ring, it was on a silver chain, but Weber took it off. But now he has to show his cards.
"This is also for you. You should know that even if you work for ten years, you may not be able to afford such a ring." Weber gritted his teeth.
Sly little thing!
But I'm smarter than you, Connor thought.
He stepped forward, hooked his fingers and said, "Throw out the ring, if it's genuine, I'll consider it."
Weber took a step back: "Sir, we have to make an agreement. If you take my things and don't help, I will expose you to the warden!"
"Little bastard, you still dare to threaten me?" Kona sneered a few times, but did not leave.
So Webb knew he was hooked, and threw the ring out instantly. Kona picked it up, put it between his teeth, bit it lightly, weighed it again, and then nodded and said, "Okay, throw out the chain too. Don't forget, there are two people in the police room."
Weber was obedient and threw out the silver chain as well.
In the evening, Kona came in with another prison guard. Kona knocked on Webb's door and said, "Only two
People go out, and only 5 minutes. "
"Okay, please release my companion over there." Weber pointed in Allen's direction.
Connor nodded and winked at the other guard. Then he said to Weber: "Before you go out, you have to suffer. After all, we have to take safety measures."
Then he entered a password on the electronic lock by the door, and the sound of electric current flowing immediately filled the two cells.
Fortunately, Alan and the others had already prepared before, and used the source force to counteract part of the damage of the electric current quietly, but they were also moaned by the electric shock. After watching the two teenagers fall to the ground, Kona and his colleagues got into the cell and put the source lock on the two of Alan.
Escorted by two prison guards in Kona, Alan and Webb came to the restaurant of the prison. Twenty or so prisoners in the dining room looked at them maliciously as they were pushed in. Weber whispered to Allen: "Your plan better work, that ring was given to me by my father!"
Allen smiled and said, "You don't have a better choice now, do you?"
Weber snorted softly.
The two found a corner and sat down.
The restaurant has a rectangular shape, and the entrances and exits on both sides are guarded by prison guards. If there are inmates making trouble in the restaurant, the electric batons in the hands of the prison guards are not vegetarians. Allen pouted towards the restaurant exit on the other side and said: "Did you see that exit? I checked it last night, go out from this exit, and turn to the left. That's the guard's lounge. The important thing is, There is a passage there, which should lead to the outside world. And that passage is also the only way for us to leave the prison."
"Okay, then what do you want to do. I don't think those guards will obediently let us go." Weber whispered.
"That's why the prison guard was asked to release us when the warden was away. As long as the warden is away, do you think some ordinary guards will be our opponents?" Allen blinked and said.
Weber slapped his head and figured out that Allen's simple arrangement included intelligence work to test whether the prison's high-end combat power was in prison.
"If you want to escape from prison, you have to choose today. If you miss it, you may have no chance." Allen whispered: "Look at those prison guards, they still have guns on them."
"So what?" Weber asked puzzled.
"What would happen if the prisoner got the gun?" Allen said quickly: "I'll create chaos for you, and you take the opportunity to grab a few guns and throw them to the prisoners. You have to attract the guards in the lounge, don't you?"
After speaking, he stood up, and suddenly reached out and knocked over the dinner plate in the hands of a passing prisoner.
Seeing the food on the dinner plate spilled all over the floor, the big man panted heavily and looked at Allen angrily. Allen shrugged and said, "Yes, I did it on purpose. It's kind of like beating me up, big guy."
"You're looking for death!" The big man roared, and punched Allen on the head with his fist.
Allen lowered his head, fit into the big man, and knocked him into the air. The restaurant was full of good people, everyone had a good drink and gathered around. A few prison guards were chatting outside the restaurant when they suddenly saw the mess in the restaurant. They opened the door and walked in, waving their batons and walking towards the crowd.
Weber spotted a target, got up quietly, hid behind the criminal and touched it.
(end of this chapter)