Without weapons, supplies, or support, we only had three areas available for movement: the platform, the stairwell, and the five prison levels below. The police had gone into hiding; it was impossible for us to launch an attack. With Sam Country's assault imminent, Luo Zheng had run out of options. Hearing the madman's words, he was suddenly filled with excitement and looked at the madman with eyes brimming with expectation.
The designer was also surprised and looked at the madman in disbelief. Was there really a way out in such a dire situation? The madman didn't respond immediately; instead, he looked to the side where many inmates were bringing out combustible materials. A lot were half-burnt bed sheets, which they arranged into the letters SOS and set alight, causing thick black smoke to billow forth.
