7 The Miserable Sean

Sean was on the verge of breaking down.

Was there no end to this?

Was he going to let him live?

He really did not want to run away. It had all happened in a short period of time, so he would just let them catch him.

"Sean! Do you really want to die? If you want to die, you might as well climb up the factory's chimney now."

Hearing Andre's angry yell, Sean's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He was not willing to die at the hands of others.

He was still young, and those who wanted to kill him were more than willing to see him die.

In that case, the front page of the newspaper tomorrow morning would have a photo of him jumping down a chimney.

He could already imagine the title.

"The Xiao Family's First Successor Commits Suicide Out of Guilt."

"Sean, if you don't want to die out of 'guilt,' leave the factory immediately and return to the manor."

What?

'You're asking me to return to the manor?'

Was that not courting death? Sean was getting more and more confused about this god's operation.

"Listen to me, the most dangerous place is also the safest place. I won't harm you."

Sean, who was on the verge of collapsing, had no choice right then. He struggled to get off the ground and carefully observed his surroundings.

There was a river running through the area. Sean planned to follow the river back to the manor. The weeds by the river would provide good cover.

Thomas was curled up on the couch with an antique shotgun beside him. He then took out a pocket watch from his pocket.

It had been more than two hours since Sean had jumped out of the window.

There were only two people left in the room. The sheriff had left for some reason.

The one who remained was a fat warden in uniform. He and Thomas were discussing how to catch Sean quickly.

They had almost caught him, and they were surprised at how quickly Sean had reacted.

They found that it was an unforgivable mistake to underestimate Sean.

Thomas and the warden had a big fight over this.

As they talked, an inconspicuous camera poked out of the window, and with the help of the half-opened window, the conversation between the two was secretly recorded.

If only the people in the room had approached the window. They would have then been surprised to find that Sean was stepping on a ladder and secretly recording their conversation with a miniature recorder in his hand.

The moment Sean returned to the manor, he instantly understood why the great god had insisted that he hid there.

People's vigilance could not be maintained for long. When they found out that the person who threatened them had left, they would let their guard down for a while. This period of time was known in psychology as psychological stress response disorder.

At this point, Sean was already worshipping the god in his heart. Such a godly operation was not something that ordinary people could think of.

Some time later, Thomas and Warden Ryan's conversation in the room neared its end. They never realized that the entire thing had been recorded by someone.

Sean sensed that it was about time, so he put away the recorder and climbed down the ladder.

Fortunately, the window of the reception room was at the back of the manor. If it had been on the other side, Sean would not have dared to eavesdrop so brazenly. There were two purebred Presa Canario in the yard over that could instantly pounce on an adult.

After sneaking into the basement, Sean made sure the door was locked and used the special software in his phone to contact a hacker on the dark web.

He wanted the hacker to upload all the content he had secretly recorded tonight on the Internet.

Sean wanted to blow everything out of the water.

Since the other party wanted to kill him, what else was there to talk about.

The night was quiet, perhaps the calm before the storm...

The third day of Sean's escape.

Andre was still logged into the system's interface when he woke up.

As expected, a new card was hovering in the interface.

Following the familiar system notification sound, he opened the random system gift bag.

Ding! "Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the divine concealment skill."

[Divine Concealment Skill]

[Concealment Time]:10 minutes.

[Concealment Restriction]: Can only be used once every 24 hours.

"Warning! In the concealment state, objects that come into contact with the body cannot be hidden."

It was magical!

Andre saw the skill card he had just obtained and was overjoyed.

With it, his plan could be implemented faster.

After he had obtained the system and found out that he could help prisoners escape, a bold plan had sprouted in his mind.

He wanted to help more people, who had been wrongfully convicted, to escape so that they could stand up against the entire Chicago judicial system.

Individual strength was small and feeble.

Only when they were tied together could they form a more powerful force.

In fact, Andre had been secretly observing the prisoners around him the entire time. In addition to the prisoners who were absolutely evil, there were also many people who had broken the law out of necessity.

Nevertheless, these people, who had broken the law because they had seen no other way, were not exactly worthy of sympathy.

The choice had ultimately been in their hands, and they were reaping what they sowed.

Andre was leaning toward the type of prisoner who had truly been framed.

He was now waiting for the system's assignment. The system's strength made him subconsciously believe that it would never make a mistake.

When Andre first helped Sean to escape prison, he had been unsure about Sean's wrongful accusation. Using the system, he only managed to eavesdrop on the warden's conversation with the Xiao family's second-in-command after the prison break. Only then did he realize that the system had made the correct decision.

Andre wanted to experiment with the divine concealment spell he had just obtained. However, considering the current environment, it was not suitable for testing...

Who knew if there was a prison guard monitoring him 24 hours a day in the prison.

He did not dare to take the risk so he suppressed his curiosity.

As for using the divine concealment spell to escape prison, Andre did not want to leave just yet because his book was not finished. Plus, the dirty and rotten judicial system had not been overthrown.

Despite all this, Andre never thought of himself as a saint.

He just followed his heart and had his own bottom line.

Since the system had chosen him, if he did not do something earth-shattering, he would be ashamed of himself as the system's owner.

Andre updated "Chicago Redemption" with the system and uploaded the latest chapter.

It described how after Sean had stood up and had been apparently assassinated by the SWAT team following his successful escape, Sean had accidentally gone to his Uncle Thomas' manor. Just as he was about to eavesdrop on their conversation, Andre had warned him in advance.

Andre had listened in on Thomas' conversation and found that Thomas might have found Sean through hidden surveillance cameras.

So, Andre had urgently used the system to spur Sean to jump out of the window and escape.

Sean had only returned to Thomas' manor later and used a miniature recorder to record Thomas' conversation with the warden.

After the extreme reversal of the plot was released on the Internet, it was like an atomic bomb had exploded at the center of the city.

"Is this real? Why does it feel like a movie?"

"This book is too exaggerated. Why would they frame Sean?"

"You're a pig. It doesn't mean that everyone else is as stupid as you."

"Stop arguing. Without real evidence, the author wouldn't dare to write all this."

"Then let him produce evidence. My father is in the Ministry of Justice. The law is about evidence. Without evidence, everything is meaningless."

"To the one above me, your father couldn't have been involved, right?"