I bought a prison in the United States.

Seeing Montes's nonchalant attitude, Lin Ge knew that asking any more questions would be a waste of breath.

He has plenty of methods, but we need to deal with the situation in the prison first, and then we'll settle accounts with him later.

"Keep an eye on him."

Lin Ge coldly left a sentence, then turned and walked out of the interrogation room.

Montes looked at the closed door, his smile vanished, replaced by a complex expression.

Although he didn't know if his tough stance just now was worth it, he had already put himself in this position, and it would be even more humiliating to back down.

Montes was secretly wondering:

Damn it, didn't that guy say he would contact other prisoners to help cover for him?

How did I get caught after just one night?

That morning, Lingo arranged for Hamon to lead a team to conduct a comprehensive search of the entire prison.

Not only the technical team's storage room, but also the prison area, workshop, corridors, exercise yard, canteen, laundry room, every corner was thoroughly searched.

The result was far worse than expected.

The signal cables of the three surveillance cameras in the corridor were neatly cut, with clean cuts, clearly indicating that they were deliberately operated with professional tools.

The reinforced welds on the window bars of the cells in Block D showed new pry marks.

Large chunks of cement were pried off the exterior wall of Zone C, exposing red bricks and leaving debris piled up on the ground. The protective covers of the newly installed surveillance cameras were deliberately cracked.

What is most infuriating is that several prisoners committed the crimes blatantly, with their faces directly facing the surveillance cameras the entire time, without any attempt to conceal themselves or act with impunity.

Hamon stared at the absurd surveillance footage filling the screen, trembling with rage. He slammed the tape onto the table, causing it to shake violently.

"Are these people out of their minds? Why do they have to leave their faces exposed when they're causing damage, as if they're afraid we won't know who did it?"

Lin Ge, resting his chin on his hand, analyzed:

"They probably don't realize that even if the surveillance cameras are destroyed, the footage will still be transferred to the storage file."

"These prisoners have a low level of education, and no one has taught them how surveillance cameras work."

"But regardless, everyone captured on video will be apprehended and their points will be reset to zero."

"Jackson, take your men and arrest them immediately. Have them all crouch in the corner of the corridor and don't move. I'll handle the rest!"

Jackson immediately led his men to carry it out.

The harsh sound of iron bars opening and closing echoed through the corridor, and the prisoners cursed under their breath, creating a commotion.

In the chaos, Jerome pointed out to Wade several criminals who had conspired to sabotage the operation.

Since the rooftop incident, Jerome's status among the prisoners has become increasingly special.

Even the veteran leader, "Mayor" Marcus, tacitly acknowledged his special role as a messenger for the prison guards.

Inside the office, Lin Ge leaned back in his chair, his anger gradually subsiding. After all, it was obvious who had done it.

Apart from Judge Hammond, no one had the motive, much less the meticulous methods.

He must have made contact with an internal prison hotline and skillfully exploited Montes' vulnerability regarding his parole.

He used the judge's unique power to promise to win people's hearts, while inciting multiple prisoners to cause trouble in multiple locations.

A series of interconnected schemes, executed with precision and ruthlessness.

Lin Ge quickly saw through the other party's purpose in doing so.

He gained notoriety for his positive image of prison reform and inmate self-improvement, and established a benchmark reputation for private prisons through media features.

Hammond wanted to smash that signboard himself.

When the media arrived, they saw no thriving reform atmosphere, only destroyed equipment, prisoner riots, and chaos caused by loss of control!

The positive feature on Gloria will become a complete joke, a slap in the face to the prison and the media themselves.

……

At 2 p.m., all prisoners were urgently assembled in the exercise yard.

The cold wind pierced through the barbed wire fence and swept across the entire area.

"..."

The cold wind was biting, and the prisoners hunched their shoulders, their breath condensing into a thin layer of white mist in front of them.

The prisoners whose faces were captured on camera this morning after causing trouble had sore knees and their trouser legs were covered in cement dust, standing disheveled in the queue.

Wade and Coffey stepped forward and dragged the four troublemakers captured on the surveillance footage out of the line one by one, forcibly pushing them to the front of the line for public humiliation.

Some people tried to make excuses and shirk responsibility, but their fragmented explanations were all torn apart by the biting cold wind.

Lin Ge slowly walked to the front of the line, his cold gaze sweeping over every face in the room.

He knew that there were definitely more than just these few prisoners who were causing trouble; there were many more hiding among them.

If no one reports it, it's very difficult to catch them using conventional methods.

Prisoners rarely report on each other, since you can't get rid of or kill the other person, and you'll still face retaliation later.

It's not worth it for the warden's points rewards.

However, none of these were troublesome for Lingo.

As his gaze swept across the crowd, he could clearly capture countless emotions that could not be concealed.

Panic, guilt, and wishful thinking.

No matter how well they concealed their expressions, they couldn't escape Ringo's special ability.

"If anyone participates in causing trouble or vandalism and comes forward, I can give them a lighter sentence."

The room was deathly silent, with only the howling wind and no one responding.

Lingo did not repeat his question and walked straight into the queue.

He stood in front of a prisoner named Caldwell.

The burglar's guilt and fear were almost palpable.

"Coldwill, what are you panicking about?"

Caldwell froze instantly, about to speak in his defense.

Lin Ge gave him a cold glance, then walked away, muttering to himself:

"Deduct 50 points, three days of confinement, and take him away."

Coffey yanked the man out of the line, and Caldwell stumbled and fell to the ground, his knees hitting the concrete hard, looking utterly disheveled.

A subtle commotion erupted in the queue, and panic spread rapidly.

Everyone thought the warden was just randomly picking prisoners he didn't like.

"Why are you punishing me? I didn't even touch the tools!"

A prisoner with a burly face shouted at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his neck.

"This is a frame-up! I'm going to file a complaint against you! See you in federal court!"

"Random selection, huh? Next time, will you just lock up whoever's ugly?"

"Fifty points? I saved up those points for three months! And you just wiped them out with a single sentence? Who do you think you are?!"

A young Black prisoner took a step forward, but Wade forced him back by pressing his baton against his chest.

"You bastard, you yellow-skinned tyrant!"

"Don't listen to him! He's trying to divide us! Unite!"

Someone shouted from the back of the line, but no one responded.

Everyone was busy checking their posture, afraid of being called on next. Those who spoke were hit on the head by a prison guard.

Lin Ge didn't even lift his eyelids; his fingers continued moving in the air.

"You, come out! You come out too!"

Some of those who were called out cursed loudly, while others turned pale and their eyes were filled with resentment.

But no one dared to resist. The impulsive young man from before was now being pinned to the ground by Kofi, and the metallic clang of the handcuffs made everyone's adrenaline subside.

No one dared to take any chances anymore.

Silence and muffled curses and the sound of retreating footsteps rose and fell, but the volume had decreased considerably.

In just a few minutes, several more hidden participants were uncovered.

Including Montes, there were a total of eight people, all of whom had their points deducted and were placed in solitary confinement.

The commotion gradually subsided, and the remaining prisoners straightened up, stopped fidgeting, and stood still obediently, as if afraid of being frightened.