2 A Humiliating Day at the Number One Prison in the United States

That prison guard from earlier fell into a daze, and he almost suffocated.

When he returned to his senses, he ran out of the cell and rang the prison emergency alarm.

Buzz!

A loud alarm blared throughout the Chicago Correctional Center.

It was unclear who was shouting at that point.

"A prisoner has escaped!"

A few minutes later, the sergeant rushed over after he heard the news. He was an old prison guard who had been working for more than 20 years.

His name was Eric. There was not a single crease on his neat uniform, and it was kept unusually neat.

He hated sloppy prisoners.

In his prison, the usual sloppy prisoners had all suffered before.

Eric quickly arrived at the prison's cells. When he saw that the small cell was empty, he frowned.

"Who was patrolling the block of cells before lights out tonight?"

A prison guard who had his hands on his stomach squeezed through the human wall and forced himself to stand at attention.

"Reporting to the sergeant. I was supposed to be the one patrolling the block, but... but I've been having diarrhea."

Eric looked at the many wrinkles on the prison guard's uniform and frowned. "Stupid pig, why didn't you apply for a day off?"

That night, there was unrest in Chicago. Police officers filled the streets and alleys to arrest the escaped prisoner.

Half an hour before sunrise, Sean made his way through Humboldt Park to Route 41.

The road led to a private marina, where a luxury yacht that had been purchased anonymously by Sean, was parked all year round. He was not worried about being tracked down by the police.

Nevertheless, the recent events remained a bit of a mystery to Sean.

About three days ago, small notes had begun to appear in Sean's cell, under his pillow, at the corner of his cell, or in the pockets of his uniform.

The gist of the notes was about helping him to escape prison.

Sean had initially thought that it was a prank by one of the guards.

However, a day ago another note had appeared under his pillow, telling him that the password to the cell's electronic door was 77239408.

It had also told him that after the shift at 21:00, one of the two guards on duty in the cell block would have diarrhea, and the other would be tasered.

That meant Sean's cell block would be under watch for a few minutes after 21:00.

The only thing Sean had to do was stir up trouble during the day and have the guards lock him in that particular cell block.

Sean's pent-up anger and desire for revenge had been completely ignited.

He did not want to die in prison forever.

He was the first in line to succeed the Xiao family, a family no stranger to the world of commerce.

He did not torture and kill the world-famous model, Anna.

Someone had deliberately set him up.

Looking at the cold gray walls around the cell, Sean had decided to take a risk.

Once he had been successfully locked in solitary confinement, he had reached for the observation port, fumbled for the password buttons, and successfully opened the electronic door. His heart was in his mouth.

Sean finally passed several layers of checkpoints after he had worn the uniform of the officer who had been tasered.

The emotions that he had repressed for a long time completely exploded.

Touched, Sean only wanted to know who was helping him now because the favor was too big.

If it had not been for the mysterious person's help, Sean would have never escaped the so-called number one prison in the United States.

He would have never been able to clear his name.

By the time the first rays of morning light illuminated the Chicago skyline, the officers who had been searching for him all night were exhausted.

It was as if Sean had vanished from the face of the Earth. There was no trace of him.

Meanwhile, Andre, who had been up all night because of the prison break, lay in bed and looked at the system's interface in his mind.

He found that Sean's communication interface had returned to normal, which meant that he could be contacted at any time.

Andre was curious about what Sean would say if he accepted the call and found out who had helped him escape.

Just as Andre was about to contact Sean, there was a clamor outside his cell.

All the prison guards were on the move, followed by heavily-armed CRT officers.

They were divided into groups of three before they searched each cell, one by one.

Soon, a team that consisted of one CRT officer and two prison guards arrived at Andre's cell.

The CRT officer stood guard outside the cell, while the two guards entered and asked Andre to stand against the wall. Then they began to search the cell carefully.

They were looking for the author who had published the novel online. The police had discovered that the author's real name was Andre.

After a thorough search, they realized that Andre had disappeared without a trace.

The police's description of the escape at the end of Andre's latest novel, "Prison Situation" was the same as fugitive Sean's escape.

Hence, they suspected that Andre had infiltrated the prison and was using a false identity.

The prison guards were no fools. They knew that Sean could not have broken out of prison alone.

Other people in the prison had helped, and it had to be Andre.

The only thing they were confused about was how Andre had helped Sean escape if he had truly infiltrated the prison!

So, they mobilized the entire police force to check every prisoner in the prison.

Even a cunning fox would show its tail.

As for who Andre was impersonating, the police department was also doing its best to uncover it.

Even if they had to dig three feet into the ground, they would find him.

Sean's successful escape had brought shame to Chicago's so-called number one prison in the United States.

The Chicago morning news today had featured a striking headline about a midnight prison break.

"A talented writer helps the Xiaos' first-in-line to escape."

The Chicago Sun Times urgently changed its front-page story to "Chicago Redemption" to satirize the rotten justice system.1

Major social media platforms devoted separate sections to the escape, with record numbers of comments, retweets, and saves.

A few minutes later, the two prison guards looked at each other and frowned. They did not find any tools that violated the rules.

There was not even a picture of a naked woman.

Watching the two prison guards walk out of his cell, the corner of Andre's mouth inadvertently curled up.

Once he made sure that the prison guards had walked away, Andre lay back in bed and dialed Sean's number using the system.

Beep!

Sean, who had already escaped to his private yacht, calmed down from the prison break. He picked up his phone and browsed through the hot news articles that were popping up in real time.

When he saw that the top-trending novel, "Prison Situation", had updated its final chapter, a thought occurred to him.

Sean glanced at the catalog and quickly flipped to that chapter of "Prison Situation". The more he read, the more frightened he became.

That was him in the book.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and its ringing reverberated in his ear!

Sean broke out in a cold sweat.