The Prison Guards Only Knew That I Escaped After Reading My Novel - Chapter 5
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Chapter 5: Fugitive Sean’s choice
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A day quickly passed, and it was soon the second day following the prisoner’s escape.
Andre noticed that the system had rewarded him with a random draw.
He was kind of looking forward to the reward. During this period of time, he had gained a new understanding of the system. What would some of the more magical skills be?
After the system’s familiar voice resounded in his mind, Andre drew a new skill.
[Divine Eavesdropping]
[Eavesdropping Range]: Downtown Chicago
After obtaining the new skill, divine eavesdropping, Andre was stunned.
Such god-level skills could also be obtained…
It did not mean that he wanted to eavesdrop on everyone’s conversation.
He just did not know if the information he obtained from eavesdropping could be stored, and the system did not give him any hints either.
Once the system activated the divine eavesdropping, Andre discovered that a holographic map of downtown Chicago had appeared in his mind. He could control it to arrive at any location and eavesdrop.
After searching around, Andre finally chose to eavesdrop on the sergeant’s office.
He was very curious about the shady business that went on in the usually high-and-mighty sergeant’s office.
After a short wait, there was still no sound.
Perhaps the sergeant was not in his office?
Suddenly, he heard the crisp sound of an opening door.
The footsteps that followed made him realize that there was more than one person.
Andre was startled, and he listened carefully.
After about a quarter of an hour, there was no more sound. He waited for a while more before he stopped “wiretapping” the sergeant’s office.
The content of the conversation that he had eavesdropped on was somewhat shocking!
The Xiao family’s second-in-command, Thomas, had actually colluded with the judge to frame Sean.
Thomas was Sean’s uncle. As the next generation fought for power, his biggest wish was to help build his youngest son up.
He felt that his youngest son was no worse than Sean in any way.
However, Sean was the eldest grandson of the eldest son, the legitimate first-in-line heir to the family.
If Sean did not die, his youngest son would never inherit everything from the family.
Thomas came to Sergeant Eric today with the intention of bribing Eric with money. It was so that he could use the prison’s special operations response officers to find Sean and shoot him on the spot.
Andre lay in bed, unable to calm his feelings at that moment.
The heir to the Xiao family had been framed and sent to prison. If he had not helped Sean escape prison, the unlucky fellow would have died quietly in his cell.
Unfortunately, for powerless civilians, their right to privacy and survival was being trampled on by the corrupt judiciary.
Using the system, Andre updated “Chicago Redemption”, the follow-up of “Prison Situation,” on the Internet.
“What! The god has updated the story again! Oh, my goodness! How does he do it?”
“I love this extra title.”
“Is this for real? The god says that the fugitive, Sean will stand up and defend himself.”
“Sean wouldn’t dare to stand up. He’s just a rich kid who knows how to hide in the dark.”
“I read the report when it happened. Sean used extremely cruel methods to torture and kill the world-famous model, Anna.”
“I also think that Sean deserves to die. The rich aren’t good people.”
After a day of thinking, Sean finally made a decision.
Feeling uneasy, he called Cole, a reporter for the Chicago Sun Times.
“Hey, old classmate, this is Sean.”
The sound of something breaking came from the other end of the line. A moment later, a sharp male voice rang out.
“Sean, is it really you?!”
“Where are you now? This is crazy. You actually escaped prison!”
“Our newspaper got a picture of your crime scene. Oh, my god! Anna, the famous model, was lying in a bathtub full of blood. Her genitals had been violated by more than ten electric eels…”
Ahem…
Sean calmed himself down. Cole, his college classmate, was easily shaken as usual.
He did not give his old classmate Cole a chance to continue trembling. He simply told him his thoughts and promised a large sum of money as a reward.
Andre had only given him one day. Although he was a little pressed for time, Sean still found some clues through his connections.
One such clue was related to the electric eel that had penetrated Anna’s lower body. The original testimony in court had been provided by Sean’s butler. According to him, Sean had assigned him to go out and buy enough electric eels, but he had no idea what they would be used for.
At that time, when the police broke into the house, Sean was still in a coma. He had been stunned by the electric eels’ current.
Meanwhile, Anna’s genitals had been violently attacked, and the bleeding had attracted the electric eels. Her final cause of death was excessive blood loss.
Sean wanted to clear his name, and one way to do that was to start with the place where the electric eels had been purchased.
The reason was he had never asked the butler to go out and buy the eels.
Obviously, his butler had been lying!
Sean found a hacker on the dark web and repaired all the surveillance videos of the crime scene.
Sure enough, he found something off. In the restored surveillance video, the butler had gone out through the villa’s back door for two minutes and returned with a bag containing the eels.
Someone had delivered the electric eels to the butler.
In the surveillance video, he could only see the left side of the eel delivery man’s face. The other half was beyond the scope of the surveillance camera.
Sean felt that it was enough to see only half of his face.
If he could find the person behind the electric eel delivery, it would help turn the whole murder case around.
Through an old classmate who was working with the Chicago Sun Times, Sean managed to raise some doubts about the murder of the world-famous model, Anna.
The editor-in-chief of the Chicago Sun Times was ecstatic. This was a great opportunity to attract the public’s attention.
Traffic was king in this age. Whoever had the exclusive topic could control the direction of public opinion.
That day, the editor-in-chief deliberately used the entire front page as a cover for the murder of the world-famous model.
The morning news spent the entire time broadcasting the analysis of the suspicious points in the case.
A famous lawyer had even been invited to discuss the case with the audience during a live broadcast.
After much consideration, the Chicago Sun Times finally released the photo of Anna being tortured and killed to the public.
They covered the sensitive areas with mosaics, but despite that, the public reacted with anger upon seeing the picture.
“Ahhh! This is simply inhuman.”
“I have an electric eel at home. I’m a little scared now.”
“Punish the murderer severely. Mourning for Anna who died tragically. She won’t meet electric eels in heaven.”
“Those above should stop. No one knows who the murderer is.”
“What did I say? That writer is definitely a person with a supreme sense of justice. He’s the one who opened up the corner of darkness and brought in the light.”
Over in the sergeant’s office, Eric’s scarlet eyes were fixed on the scene on the television.
The escaped convict, Sean had begun to stand up and speak out after his prison break.
Someone else was responsible for Anna’s murder.
This was “Chicago Redemption.”
It was also a day of shame for the Chicago justice system.
Bang!
An exquisite ashtray ended up being thrown by him.
Eric realized that he would not be able to keep his job at this rate.
The only way was to kill Sean in secret.
Without Sean, the online writer could not make any waves.
The dark clouds drove the sun away, and Chicago was once again in the dark.
A heavily armed SWAT team then moved quickly under the cover of night.
Their target was Sean’s hiding spot: the private yacht, Mystic AL1275, by the shore of Lake Michigan.