Parting, Good Luck to You

 seven or eight minutes ago.The gate of Fox River Prison.

Prison Chief Pop almost went crazy. His old face was distorted and ferocious, and his face was gloomy and messy!

"We must catch them! At all costs!"

"If you need to kill them! Then, let's kill them!"

"Now, go after them!"

The words came out.

Miso miso.

A group of prison guards and a group of police officers who came to support got into the car and galloped towards the direction of Michael's group of people.

The result.

It didn't take long.

Soo, soo, soo.

The tires of the first few cars, without any suspense, were full of nails and forced to stop. Two of them almost overturned.

In a blink of an eye, the motorcade was forced to stop.

At this time.

Buzzing, buzzing.

The noise of the helicopter propeller rotation is transmitted from mid-air.

The prison guards heard it and looked at the sky one after another.

Look at this.

Good guy.

This group of escaped prisoners even had special helicopters, and they also dispatched three at one time to fly in three directions!

How to chase this special girl?

The prison guards were stunned.

Soon, Pop received the news and immediately froze. He was stunned for several seconds, rubbed his old face fiercely, and then couldn't help scolding.

After abruptly scolding for at least half a minute, Pop successfully vented a little anger in his chest, and then picked up the phone and contacted the FBI.

The FBI Chicago branch received a phone call and learned about the situation.

????

How long has it been?

Another prisoner escaped from the Fox River prison?

And this time, five prisoners escaped at once?

Is there another death row prisoner who killed the vice president's brother?

What are you kidding about?

Is this Fox River Prison really a prison?

The agents of the FBI Chicago branch were all blown up.

For a moment, the scolding was endless.

But when you scold, the responsibility is to do what you should do.

The head of the Chicago branch of the FBI, while scolding, sent a helicopter from the bureau. Then, he quickly contacted the air control bureau, and finally called Ma Hong!

There's nothing we can do!

Ma Hong is the most capable agent in the Chicago branch of the FBI and the most powerful agent to catch criminals!

And in this group of escaped prisoners, there is a high-profile death row prisoner. The nature and impact of this matter are too serious, and they must move Ma Hong!

Ma Hong: "?????"

I'm in Miami. I just ordered a mojito and want to relax a little.

As a result, your mother told me that another prisoner escaped from Fox River Prison?

You're kidding me!

"Isn't it really the warden who let them out?" Ma Hong really doubted that this was possible.

The head of the Chicago branch of the FBI rubbed his forehead, "I also suspect that's the case! Anyway, you'll be right back! Compared with Lincoln Bruce, Ding Ze and Abrutch are not so important for the time being!"

Ma Hong can understand. Therefore, although he is very unwilling, he can only accept the order obediently. What's more, it is useless not to accept it.

Ding Ze and John Abruc disappeared again. The day when Ding Ze was successfully arrested was far away.

"I'll go back right away," Ma Hong replied, drank up the mojito in his hand, left the money, and got up and went straight to the airport.

——

The other side.

"Sucre, I'm really sorry. Why don't I call now and ask someone to kill Heckerter?" Ding Ze said sorry.

Sucre hesitated, "Can you get him away without him?"

"Where are you going?" Ding Ze knew Sucre's character and asked with a smile.

"Go to Mexico so that he can't come back," Sucre thought for a time and replied.

"That's too troublesome, and what if he comes back?" It's still far away from Oswego. Anyway, he is idle. Ding Ze said and laughed, "What if Maricruz can't forget him?"

Hearing this, Sucre immediately got anxious and stared, "Impossible! My Mary Cruz is not that kind of woman!"

"People's hearts are unpredictable," Ding Ze looked back and was happy. "In my opinion, it's better to kill it. It's a hundred."

Sucre was silent for a few seconds. "Let me think about it."

"Okoay, don't worry," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

There were no words in the car, so calmed down.

Unconsciously, more than 30 minutes passed.

Ding Ze suddenly saw a sign on the roadside saying that there was a mouth lake not far ahead. "Hey, there is a mouth lake ahead. Let's take a detour and stop by the lake. You guys take a shower, otherwise it will really stink."

Michael's five people were actually stinky by themselves. They wanted to wash it, but...

"Is there any problem?" Michael opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I don't know how many people are chasing us now."

"No problem, don't overestimate the ability and efficiency of the law enforcement department, and I will make sure that you won't be arrested before Oswego," Ding Ze said confidently.

Michael pondered, "Okay."

Lincoln naturally has no problem.

The other three looked at each other.

Benjamin Franklin wanted to speak, but he was really afraid of Ding Ze. When the words came to his mouth, he still didn't dare to say anything.

Sucre and T-bag didn't say anything.

Ding Ze didn't care. He happened to see the path to the lake, so he decisively turned the steering wheel and drove to the lake.

Arrive at the lake.

Just see.

About forty to fifty meters away, there are several wooden huts.

The hut was dark and there was no light. Considering that it was not nine o'clock yet, Ding Ze judged that there should be no one in those huts, but after thinking about it, he still greeted Mickey, "Micky, go and check those huts."

Mickey simply nodded, got out of the car, pulled out of the pistol at his waist, and walked to the cabin.

Ding Ze also got out of the car at this time. Just as he wanted to ask Michael five people to take a shower, he suddenly remembered something.

'This kind of woodst cottage is very famous in the United States, such as Jason...'

So he immediately reminded Mickey, "Mickey, be careful. If you hear any unusual movement, run back immediately."

Mickey was not afraid at all. When he heard this, he was a little afraid. "Boss, don't talk such nonsense at night!"

Ding Ze smiled and didn't say much. He asked Michael five people to come out.

Not much time.

The five Michaels went to the lake, went into the water, and rubbed.

Interestingly, T-bag is a little far away from the four of Michaels.

Ding Ze sat on the shore and lit a cigarette. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help thinking that T-bag was really smart.

After a few minutes.

Mickey returned smoothly and sat down next to Ding Ze. "It's all empty houses, no one."

Ding Ze exhaled a breath of smoke, "You still have to be careful. There are already murderers staring at us somewhere."

". ..." Mickey wanted to complain, but he couldn't do it without vomiting. "Boss, when the murderer meets you, he has to be scared to run around and run away. He's afraid of bullshit."

Ding Ze shook his head, "What you said is wrong. For example, I know a murderer. If I meet him, I have to run away immediately."

Mickey suddenly felt that Ding Ze didn't seem to be talking nonsense. He was a little curious, "Who?"

"A deformed man who lives on the edge of Crystal Lake, a guy named Jason."

"Crystal Lake?" Mickey asked, "I haven't heard of it. Is there anything amazing about that Jason?"

"It's super amazing. Jason can't be killed. Even if he beats him into a hornet's nest and cuts off his head, he won't die."

Mickey was completely sure that Ding Ze was indeed talking nonsense, "Boss, you are bullshit. There is no one who can't be killed!"

"Ha ha, you don't believe it, do you? I'll send you to Crystal Lake later, and you'll know."

"Ha ha, then I really want to see it," Mickey said carelessly.

"It's a deal."

Mickey was too lazy to continue the topic and asked, "Boss, what's the point of trying so hard to help these prisoners escape? I don't think they are special either.

"Is there nothing special?" Ding Ze asked, "Don't you usually watch the news?"

Mickey shook his head, "Don't look."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with it," thinking of Mickey's situation, Ding Ze expressed his understanding, and then reached out and pointed to Lincoln Bruce. "That guy is Lincoln Bruce. It is said that he killed the current vice president's own brother. It won't be long before he should have been in the electric chair and was electrocuted."

Although Mickey did not watch the news on weekdays, he had heard of this and was immediately a little surprised, "So it's him!"

"It seems that you know, that's enough. Lincoln-Bruce was framed. He has escaped now. Our female vice president will find a way to kill him... The question is, have you seen that handsome man?" Ding Ze pointed to Michael Scowfield again, "That handsome man's name is Michael Scowfield. He is a real genius and Lincoln's younger brother."

"Our female vice president may not be able to fight these two brothers."

"I helped the two brothers escape, and there will be a lot of interesting things in the future. Do you understand?"

Mickey scratched his head, as if he didn't understand, but according to Ding Ze's style, he thought of a possibility, "Do you want to kill the vice president?"

"?????" Ding Ze was stunned and smiled angrily, "Do I look like someone who wants to kill the vice president?"

Mickey nodded immediately, "It's similar!"

"Get out of here!"

The words just came out.

T-bag first came out of the water, put on his clothes, and walked to Ding Ze.

Ding Ze saw it and didn't talk to Mickito anymore. He smiled at T-bag and wanted to see what T-bag wanted to say.

T-bag walked to Ding Ze and licked his tongue. "Boss Ding, I really want to work for you. I believe that with my ability, I will be able to help you from some angle."

Ding Ze smiled and said nothing.

T-bag...

That's really not a good person.

Ding Ze felt that if he were a slightly more righteous guy, he should not hesitate to send the T-bag back to Fox River Prison.

The problem is...

He doesn't have any sense of justice, and this is America...

The United States is not chaotic. What's the mess? It has something to do with him.

What's more...

The American judiciary did not let the T-bag sit on the electric chair. In a way, is it the blame?

"There are too many people who want to work for me, and I can't ask for everyone. Well, remember my mobile phone number," Ding Ze thought about it and replied. "The next thing will be very interesting. At the critical moment, you call me, and I'll see your performance, and then say it."

Of course, this is a trick.

Ding Ze didn't really want T-bag to work for him, just for pure use.

T-bag was silent for two seconds and nodded, "Okay."

Ding Ze said the mobile phone number.

T-bag read it silently and remembered it.

At this time, Michael and Lincoln got dressed one after another and went ashore.

Michael had already noticed the conversation between Ding Ze and T-bag. His expression was a little gloomy, but he didn't say anything. He just said to Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, we should go."

"Okay, let's go," Ding Ze got up without ink.

The commercial vehicle drove back on the road and headed for Oswego.

——

When the sky is slightly bright.

Ding Ze's group arrived at Oswego.

"I'm going to a warehouse first, right?" Ding Ze asked Michael, "I haven't been here before. How can I get there?"

Michael looked at Ding Ze with complicated eyes, but still said and pointed out the way.

It didn't take long.

Everyone went outside the warehouse.

Michael and Lincoln got out of the car, took out shovels and other grave digging tools from the warehouse, and returned to the car.

"Follow the cemetery, point out the way," Ding Ze stepped on the accelerator and said with a smile. "In addition, when we get to the cemetery, we have to go. I wish you all the best next."

The five Michaels didn't say anything.

Ding Ze didn't forget about Sucre this time and asked again, "Sucre, how are you thinking? Don't miss the opportunity. If you lose it, you won't come again.

Sucre looked at Ding Ze. After all, he still couldn't make up his mind to kill Heckert. He shook his head and said, "Forget it. Thank you, Mr. Ding."

"You're welcome. It's my fault that I didn't help you. If you need help in the future, you are welcome to call me. Michael has my number," Ding Ze really didn't care.

"Okay," Sucre answered.

The cemetery is not far away.

Just a few minutes.

Everyone got to the place and got out of the car.

The same is true of Ding Ze and Mickey.

After getting out of the car.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette and threw the car key to Sucre. "Sucre, this car is for you."

"Ah," Sucre didn't expect such a thing and said in shock, "Why?"

Ding Ze grinned and said, "I basically don't care about why. You can take it when I send it to you."

After saying that, don't give Sucre a chance to say anything more.

Ding Ze said again, "Okay, let's separate here. Be careful. Don't be caught so soon, otherwise it will be boring. See you another day."

With that said, Ding Ze waved his hand to Mickey.

The two left on foot.

Michael saw Ding Ze and Mickey leave for almost a minute. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what Ding Ze wanted to do, so he had to give up for the time being. "Let's go."

The five Michaels got into the cemetery with tools.

*********

Ding Ze said he would leave. It took a little time to find a taxi in Oswego and got into the car with Mickey.

"Go to the nearest airport."

Oswego nolongs to Illinois, but to New York.

Ding Ze also can't figure out which airport is the nearest.

The driver didn't move and was a little worried. "Guest, that's a lot of money."

Ding Ze took out 10,000 dollars from his pocket and shook the driver.

The driver immediately smiled and said, "Okay, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)