The strong man of national art in the United States

Chapter 178 Sandman

I was in the palace for the second time, and I was very uncomfortable with life in prison.

In the mouths of many media and government departments, prisons are tolerant and humane.Even if you are a heinous sinner, here will still give you the basic rights and interests of a human being.

Clean cells, warm bedding, unused toiletries, and three delicious meals with a reasonable mix of meat and vegetables, as well as a glass of milk.

In the daily management of the prison, they will arrange a certain amount of labor to exercise the physical fitness of the prisoners, so that the prisoners will not be weak and sick.At the same time, one to two hours of wind time will be arranged every day to allow prisoners to move freely.During this time, you can bask in the sun, play basketball, and have fun with each other.

Finally, they also have a medical room, where prisoners are checked regularly and free medicines are provided to prisoners.

They even provide relevant books if the inmate is interested in studying.

Music, movies, magazines, etc. will appear in the lives of prisoners.

Tsk, this kind of day is perfect.If it weren't for the limited range of activities, this place would be paradise!
God loves prisons!
Oh, ridiculous!

Even if the prison has an owner, it is still favored by Satan!
Room?Maybe it was clean and tidy when it was new, but now, I'm not even sure if the walls are black or white.

As for the toiletries, the prison is a bit conscientious, and they are all new products that have not been opened.Of course, this is the only set that will be released after serving his sentence.

There are also three delicious meals with a reasonable combination of meat and vegetables. I really want to complain to the government. It is a crime to make food that people eat so that pigs would not eat it!
All those pigs who don't know the value of food should be locked in, so that maybe they can be worthy of the tons of wasted food.

Life is already so difficult, yet they still have to endure labor exploitation.

Every prisoner is a worker.The prison has taken over the work that requires a lot of labor from various factories, and then distributed it to each prisoner.

Damn it, even black mines in Africa are not as black as prisons!
Music, movies, magazines... are old antiques from decades ago, and thanks to them they can be preserved so completely.

Oh look what I found, 1980's Playboy Yo, you won't find this out there.

Life in prison is like this, no matter how hopeful they promote this place, countless people are reborn here, this cannot cover up its darkness and rot.

Of course, this is not the main reason why I cannot adapt to prison life.

Despite the rough food and sleeping, despite the heavy labor, even though the prison members of the Tomahawk Gang beat me up from time to time, these are not the reasons for my growing anxiety.

My daughter, my angel - Penny really is running out of time!

"Three months, if the surgery is no longer possible, then there is really no hope!" said the doctor.

Jailbreak, must be jailbroken!

I began to observe around the prison purposefully, observing the terrain, observing the layout of the cells, observing the allocation of prison guards, observing the changing time of prison guards, and observing everything I could observe.

For two full months, I finally made a detailed jailbreak plan in two months.

Night, twenty past nine.

I first stunned the inmates in the same prison.

Then, while the guards were changing guards, I took out a wire and fiddled with the lock for a while, and the lock opened.

This is just the first step, the success of the first step.

Then, relying on my familiarity with the terrain and the shifts of the prison guards, I tiptoed, not daring to make a sound, and walked towards the large playground where the wind was released.

Of course there is surveillance, and it will clearly record my every move.

However, the person on duty in the monitoring room said something else!

Oh, let me introduce, the person on duty in the monitoring room today is named David, 53 years old, and has been working here for 30 years.From a young man in his prime to a greasy uncle with a full belly, he almost dedicated the best time of his life here.

Of course, this is not important.

The point is that David is an alcoholic, the vicious kind.

It stands to reason that drinking is not allowed during on-duty hours. Once found out, the consequences will be quite serious.

However, who is David?

A veteran who has worked conscientiously for 30 years in the prison, a model representative who has persisted in the grassroots for 30 years without a single complaint, a good buddy who unites with his peers and contributes bravely, a...

Well, I can't go on.

Anyway, he drank his wine, and the prison wasn't deserted anyway.

Thanks David.

I won’t mention how thrilling and exciting it was along the way. In short, now I have come to the big playground where I can relax.

It's really windy here.

Because there is a wall surrounded by barbed wire, and behind the barbed wire is an uninhabited pasture.

Then, I groped my way to the base of the wall, where there was a vise that I had hidden for a long time.

Thank you for the opportunity brought by capital operation, oh, and thank you for the Chinese manufacturing.

It took a full 5 minutes to advance the front line on tiptoe, and I quietly moved in front of the barbed wire.

Click!

The wire broke, and the hope of escaping to heaven was close at hand.

Click!Click!
Hold on tight, don't panic.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

woo woo woo woo--

The alarm sounded suddenly, and I shivered in shock.

"Discovered?"

Inexplicable panic lingers in my heart, but I can't stop, otherwise I really have no chance.

"Damn it, the alarm line got mixed in with the barbed wire!"

At this time, I suddenly discovered the real reason for the alarm, and I couldn't help but curse.

Fortunately, the alarm that had not sounded for more than ten years also made the prison guards a little at a loss.

In the end, 1 minute before they checked into the big playground, I managed to break through the barbed wire and escape from the cage!

"There, fast, fast, catch up with the car!"

The sharp roar sounded behind me, and I couldn't help but make my heart sink.

"escape!"

Before I had time to think, I chose a direction at random, let my feet go and ran all the way.

The half-person tall weeds hindered the prison guard's sight to a certain extent and bought me a certain amount of time.

Two 10 minutes later, unknown location.

"Huchi...huchi...huh..."

The broken bellows seemed to be panting non-stop, just to obtain oxygen to provide a little energy for the body.

At this moment, I was soaked in sweat, my legs were numb, and my eyes were full of stars, but I still didn't dare to stop.

The sound of the alarm bell lingered in my ears all the time like a maggot attached to the bone, like a reminder.

Bang!
I don't know what I kicked, I shook my body and fell to the ground immediately.

While rolling, I vaguely felt as if I was back on the soft sofa, soft and comfortable...

It's comfortable, I can't hold it anymore, it's time to take a good rest...

With this thought in mind, the next second, I passed out completely.

……

"The capacitor is fully charged!"

"The No. [-] machine is running stably!"

"Silicon element detection is abnormal!"

"It should be a bird. It will fly away after a while."

"Molecular synthesis analysis is in progress!"

"..."

At this moment, in a secret base located 100 meters underground, a group of researchers are methodically preparing for the experiment.

"Get ready, the sixth experiment is about to begin!"

"Five...four...three...two...one..., let's go!"

Wind up, Shayang!
(End of this chapter)