I have to admit that sometimes when two people think about problems together, it is often easier to clarify the clues. In my opinion, something confused was soon revealed after my discussion with Darren Oliver. Although we did not have any definite evidence to show that our speculation was correct, for some reason, in my heart, our speculation was very tenable, and made me feel that this was the case.

"Boss, then we should take some measures now and we must not wait here." Darren Oliver asked in a low voice.

"We can't go out now. If we lose our freedom, what can we do? I think the most important thing now is to understand what is happening outside." I walked to the window of the prison door, patted the fence hard, and shouted: "Come!Come!"

Since I was the focus of attention, there were many people around the cell. When I made such a fuss, someone immediately came over.

"Mr. Corleon, don't know what to say?" The prison guard was very slapped in a topper.

"Call you guys, I have something to say." I grinned at this not-too-tall guy.

"Just tell me if you have something to do, I'm the head here." The guy smiled, then handed me a cigarette and lit it for me.

Taking a puff of cigarette, I nodded and said, "I need a TV now, of course, there are many magazines and newspapers."

Now that Darren and I are locked up here, this is the only way to understand what happened outside. And when I was in the black prison, they agreed to my request. Now that they have moved here, they should not refuse.

But my hope was immediately lost.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Corleon. I can't satisfy you in this. The above has already said that. Especially for this. Sorry, I can't do anything." The prison guard shrugged.

"But when you shut my black prison, Dric allows me to watch TV!" I became a little angry.

The prison guard seemed to have no idea who Derridge was, and his face was still very flat: "Mr. Corleon. I want to tell you that the land is. I don't care about Derridge. This is not other places. This is different from the black prison you mentioned. As long as it is here, it is a prisoner. The prisoner does not have the right to watch TV. Do you understand this?"

I originally planned to use Derridge to suppress him, but I didn't expect this guy to buy Derridge's land battle at all.

After saying that, the guy took his two subordinates away.

"This bitch is raised!" I cursed and was very disappointed.

"Boss, what should I do?" Darren Liver's voice came from next to him.

"Then we will be blind." I sighed.

In this way, Darren Liver and I lived in this prison as blind. I sat on the ground, staring at this wall, watching the sunlight outside leaking out of the small window and projecting onto the wall. The light moved little by little, right in front of you, making you see the footsteps of time in a daze.

I have never been so calm in my heart. Never. For so many years, I have been busy, always busy with movies, Hollywood, worry about DreamWorks, worry about how Roosevelt and others are doing bad things to us, and never really calm down and think about things.

Now, I have enjoyed such a state in the cell, which is really ridiculous.

But this place is indeed a kind of enjoyment. You can think about everything or nothing. Many times, you are just stunned, as if you have entered a state of emptiness and light.

I also know how long it took, footsteps sounded outside the cell. A prison guard called the prison door and then put a tray in front of me. The food on it was filled with food, which was very rich.

"Mr. Corleon, it's time for supper." The guy pointed to the tray.

I sat down and started eating. As I ate, I waved to the guy.

"Mr. Corleon, do you have any instructions?" he asked.

I nodded and signaled him to get closer. The guy really got closer.

Then, with lightning speed, I picked up the fork on the tray and put it in the cell without a knife. I suddenly pinched his neck with my right hand and pushed him to the foot of the wall. Then the fork on my left hand pressed against his throat.

Although the fork was not very sharp, it was also real steel. I just needed to use my strength to easily poke it into his neck.

The guy didn't expect me to have such a move. He was caught off guard and had no room for resistance. Although he pretended to be calm, his blood-colored face and slightly trembling lips told me that this guy's heart was full of fear now.

"Mr. Corleon, what are you going to do?" the guy shivered.

"What don't you do? I just want to ask you, do you want to die or live?" I grinned, and the fork in my hand exerted a little force, and the guy immediately straightened his body, for fear of poking his throat.

"Mr. Corleon, I'm just an ordinary prison guard, and I've never done anything I'm sorry for you, why did you kill me?" This guy was quick-witted.

"Sometimes, killing someone does not require a reason, just like sunrise and sunset." I smiled, and then asked word by word: "Have you thought about it?"

"Korri

, I don’t know how to die, how to live?" The guy looked at him and licked his lips. At this time, he was very nervous.

"If you die, it's very simple. I can use this fork to pierce your throat in one go. You must know that in my capacity, you are not responsible for killing you. No one will know about your death. But in that case, your family will suffer tremendous pain, your wife will lose her husband, your parents will lose your son, and your children will lose their father. Of course, I don't want to see such a situation, but if you don't cooperate, I can't do anything." I try to make my voice cold.

The guy was a little panicked. It seemed that my words hurt him. Who would have hoped that his family would suffer great pain if he died.

"Mr. Corleon, can you save your life if I cooperate with you now?" This guy is very smart.

"Yes. If you cooperate with me, I will not hurt you, and no one will know what happened today. As long as I go out, I will thank you very much. Your family, including you, I can go to Europe. There, I will arrange a decent job for you than you are now. I will buy you a villa for you to live a happy life. A paradise and a hell will depend on how you choose." Under the coercion and temptation, I don't believe that this guy doesn't cooperate with me.

"Mr. Corleon, I think I can cooperate with you, but I am just a little prison guard. What can I do?" The guy said with a hint of crying.

He also understood his situation. If he didn't cooperate with me, he would die very ugly. If I killed him, it would be a waste of time. No one would pursue my responsibility. But if he cooperated with me and his boss showed up, he wouldn't have any good results. But now he has no choice.

"It's very simple. You only need to do three things for me." I smiled.

"Please say it."

"The first thing to do is tell me where this is and where I am now." I whispered.

"This..." The guy hesitated suddenly. It seemed that their boss must have said hello to them before and told them not to leak it.

"Hmm!?" I used force on my hand, and the fork immediately pierced his skin.

"Mr. Corleon! Our superiors have given special advice on this issue, saying that if anyone dares to leak it, they will break our legs!" The guy said helplessly.

"Are you afraid that they will break your legs, so aren't you afraid that I will pierce your throat?" I sneered.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you. But Mr. Corleon, you can't tell others that I said it." He finally surrendered.

"I said that if you cooperate, we will know the matter today." I nodded.

"Los Angeles Prison." He swallowed and whispered.

"What!? Los Angeles Prison!?" I was stunned for a moment.

The Los Angeles Prison is located in the suburbs of Los Angeles. It is basically a Los Angeles-based prison. It is also the largest prison in Los Angeles style and the most formal prison.

The reason why I was shocked was that I never thought I would be locked up in this place. Although I already knew that the place where we were detained was an official local prison, I originally thought it would be some relatively remote prisons, but I didn't expect it to be a Los Angeles prison.

This prison is so conspicuous. These families actually locked me up here. This is so bold! Aren’t they afraid that the people from DreamWorks will find me?!

For a moment, many questions arose, but at this time, it is obvious that we cannot investigate it in depth.

"Very good. The second thing is that you can find a way to get me a small radio, and this one will be given to you." I raised my left hand, and on my wrist there was a gold watch, and that watch was worth tens of thousands of dollars.

"Mr. Corleon, just surround me!" The guy looked at the gold watch, but his face looked scared.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"This is also a special explanation from the superior. We will not give you anything that may be in contact with the outside world. If anyone makes this mistake, it will definitely be repaired. The captain said that as long as the current person does this, we will be put in prison!" The cold sweat on his forehead came out.

"I won't care about this, you can do it yourself." I smiled.

"Okay. Mr. Corleon, I promise you this condition that I will go out and get a small radio, but I don't guarantee that I can bring it in. The search for this place is too strict." He cried and completely gave up all resistance.

"Okay, that last condition." I took a deep breath and then became silent.

Seeing me silent, he became even more nervous. Obviously, this third condition must be the most difficult of all conditions.

"You find a way to go out, call the DreamWorks people or contact them in another way, and tell them I'm here." I said the third condition. Obviously, this condition is the most important for us.

Thump! As soon as this guy heard this condition, he knelt in front of me: "Mr. Corleon, just kill me! I can't promise you this! The boss said that if anyone leaks the news, he will directly pull him into the basement and shoot him! Moreover, our family will be dealt with after death! Mr. Corleon, just spare me, spare me!" This guy cried bitterly.

Seeing him like this, I really can't bear it, but now I have no choice. This is for me

For factories, it is really important.

"If they kill you, I will not kill you!? Don't forget that they can deal with your family, I will do the same. And I want to tell you that sometimes, my methods are more painful than them." I said hideously.

Seeing this guy relaxed a little, I sighed and said, "You must understand that I have never liked to force people, but now this matter is really important to me. It is related to DreamWorks and the life and death of the Lockettke Consortium, and also to the fate of the entire United States. So whether you do this does not only mean whether you can help me, but also whether you can change the history of the United States! Do you understand!?"

"In addition, as long as you do this carefully, others will not show you. Take my gold medal and go to DreamWorks to find people from the locals. They will arrange you and your family properly. Don't worry, you will not be in any danger."

My words made the guy start to think with his head down. After weighing the pros and cons, he raised his head: "Okay, Mr. Corleon, I promise you this."

"This is very good. You can leave. But I tell you, don't deceive me. If I see that you promised me but don't do anything for me, I will tell you that I have searched and bought it. Then they will teach you a lesson without me taking action." I smiled.

"Mr. Corleon, I'll do it." The guy knew that he had no way out, so he stood up, sorted out his clothes, and walked out of the prison door.

After this guy left, I breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the bed. This time, I put all my hopes on this guy. If he succeeded, everything would be easy. As long as the people in DreamWorks knew that I was locked up here, they would definitely take action. As long as I went out, I would tell the behavior of Roosevelt and others. Once it was exposed, Roosevelt would have three heads and six arms, and he would have only a failed ending when he was waiting for him.

"God bless!" I prayed secretly.

I have done everything I can do, and now it depends on whether God can favor me.

"Boss, are you okay?" Darren Liver asked.

"It's okay." I smiled and whispered to tell Darren about what he had just given birth, and Darren was also very surprised.

"I didn't expect that we were locked up in the Los Angeles Police Department! What do these guys want to do? But boss, you give such an important matter to a small prison guard to handle. What if he messed up us?" Darren Liver was also very worried about my actions.

"Then we can only blame ourselves for being unlucky!" I sighed and said, "Darren, we can only pray now."

Yes.

This is the only place we can do at the moment.

The following time became a torment for us.

Darren and I were waiting for the news from outside, hoping for a riot outside, and then we saw our second brother rush in with a group of people to rescue us, and then we watched Roosevelt fall!

We were waiting so anxiously, looking forward to it, like ants on the ground on a hot pan.

I used to think that as long as that guy did this, it would not take a long time for DreamWorks to find this place, and the second brother's people would find this place.
To be continued...