章 14: A good idea to intimidate Bagwell
"I'm your friend," Ding Ze said playfully. "Look, I didn't report you?"
The feeling of losing control is really terrible for Michael.
Michael raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, thought for two seconds, and then asked, "What do you want?"
"I owe it for the time being. Now I don't have anything I want," Ding Ze smiled kindly. "Do you think it's okay?"
Michael didn't answer affirmatively, "I can't promise anything in the future."
"It doesn't matter. I'll get what I want," Ding Ze smiled and followed, joking. "Michael, don't be so sad. Let's have a showdown and open up the words. This is a good thing. Next, you can make holes as you want. You should be happy, right?"
A showdown?
What.
'You turned out my card. What about yours?' Michael thought, very irritable. "Then we will be on the same boat from now on. If we want to go out, I need your help."
"No problem, what do you think you need, a long screw?" Ding Ze's playful mind was mobilized and asked with a smile.
"..."
This guy! How can you even know this????
Michael is going crazy.
With personality, or control, of course, it is impossible for Michael to admit, "I will tell you when I need your help."
When the words came out, Michael turned around and continued to wash his clothes in silence. In fact, his heart was already turbulent, and his thoughts also flew around.
Loss of control means that the future is full of variables all of a sudden!
Michael can't and doesn't want to bear this risk and wants to find a way to make up for it.
Ding Ze didn't care. He had had enough fun and didn't say much. He moved, lay down and slept well.
******
It's a new day.
The sun is shining and the weather is fine.
Not long after entering the playground, Westmoreland came over and quietly reminded Ding Ze, "The battle between blacks and whites is today. Be careful."
"Thank you."
After saying that, Westmoreland left without mentioning his decision.
Ding Ze doesn't care. It can be said that he is a familiar corner to walk leisurely. He sits on the grass and spends time.
The black-and-white war will not happen in this playground, but only in the prison in Area A.
The reason is very simple. There are sentries high around the playground, and the prison guards on the ground are still holding guns. As long as the prisoners fight, they will shoot.
When the gunfire sounded, the battle had to end.
It's too boring to kill a few people in such a little time.
He knows this, and the prison guards know it.
Therefore.
He expects that the raid to collect contraband will occur before and after lunch.
He plans to get another weapon for himself in the afternoon, and then wait until the battle begins, fish in troubled waters as quickly as possible, and release as many prisoners as possible.
This means...
Undifferentiated release!
This kind of behavior...
Don't think too much.
If you think too much, you will only embarrass yourself.
That's what Ding Ze did.
Think about it!
On the one hand, almost all the prisoners here are villains, and they are released, which is not a big problem.
On the other hand, in the not very clear future he envisioned, this kind of thing will happen sooner or later... After all, in the land of the United States, which can basically be said to be all the evil people, he does not intend to live an ordinary life at all.
'If you come, you can take it easy!'
'What the hell!'
Ding Ze gritted his teeth and said.
So far.
The low-key plan after crossing over changed today, a few days later.
Life is like this. It has never been fixed and is always changing.
——
While Ding Ze was in a daze, he did psychological construction for the next behavior.
Michael is sitting in a stand, quietly twisting the long screws under his buttocks.
Twisting, just as the screw was about to be twisted out,
A group of people from Bagwell came over.
Michael saw it and tried to speed up, trying to leave with screws before the Bargwell group arrived.
It's a pity.
Failed to succeed.
Michael just twisted the screw out, and before he could hide it, Bagwell's group arrived.
Moreover, Bagwell saw the screw in Michael's hand at a glance, licked his lips and smiled, "Little beauty, I thought I had made it clear to you last time. You can't stay here if you don't join us."
"As a result, you came again and wanted to take that thing away."
"What do you want to do? Don't you think you're black? You want to deal with us.
Michael didn't say anything.
Bagwell smiled and pulled out the left pocket of his trousers. "Little beauty, how about holding my trouser pocket and becoming my person, I don't care about it, and the thing in your hand is also yours."
Michael turned his head to look at Bagwell and said this time, "Don't dream."
Bagwell didn't smile and stretched out his hand. "In this case, don't force me to do it. I'm afraid your face won't be so beautiful."
Things are out of control again.
Michael's face was black. He was silent for two or three seconds. After all, he still endured irritability and unhappiness. He did not resist. He got up obediently, handed over the long screw in his hand, and looked at Bagwell with a black face.
******
See here.
Ding Ze couldn't help thinking about the later of the original play.
These two guys have been entangled for so many years.
It's also quite interesting.
Follow.
He was out of tune to imagine that if Comrade Michael took up Bagwell's trouser pocket...
Haha.
That picture is so interesting.
Not much time.
Because of the scolding of the prison guard, Michael left unharmed.
Interestingly.
Ding Ze found that Michael actually walked towards him in a daze.
Of course, there is no need to think about the reason why Michael came to him.
Soon, Michael arrived at Ding Ze and squatted down.
"Did you see what just happened?" Michael asked in a low voice with a calm face.
Ding Ze smiled and suddenly had an idea. He nodded, "I see."
"I need that screw, otherwise I can't complete the first step," Michael said. "How can I get it back? What do you suggest?
"This is simple. Go and have a good talk with him. It should be fine."
"..." Michael was speechless for a while. "I'm serious."
"Me too," Ding Ze still smiled. "You are a genius. Isn't there a good situation in front of you that you can take advantage of and talk to him?"
"What's going on?" Michael didn't react.
"The three poisoned prisoners, isn't the first one Bagwell's men?" Ding Ze hinted.
As a real genius, Michael understood and was shocked. "Do you want me to pretend to be the poisoned murderer?"
Ding Ze nodded decisively, "You are so smart. Do you think about it yourself? Is this method feasible? No matter how much Bagwell drags, he should be afraid of death.
"Give him a euphemistic hint and intimidate him. As for whether you can succeed, the key depends on how much you pretend to be."
"Think about it."
Michael did think about it, and he really didn't expect what might be hidden behind this suggestion.
'Genius is also limited.'
Ding Ze saw it and thought with a smile.
(End of this chapter)
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