Jagoan entered the cramped elevator, trailed by Bruce.

The control panel boasted simplicity, featuring only a solitary green button.

Bruce, with a press of the button, turned to Jagoan and explained, “Hit this to go up when someone’s below and the top button for descent. No lingering in the middle.”

Jagoan nodded as the elevator began its descent. He shot a glance at Bruce and inquired, “How deep does this go?”

Respectfully, Bruce replied, “Sixty meters in total.”

Unable to contain his curiosity, Jagoan asked, “How on earth did you manage to excavate such a deep, secret elevator shaft without anyone noticing?”

Bruce elaborated, “Despite Brooke Jagoan Prison posing as a federal facility, it’s been under the control of the Rothschild family. They funded renovations recently, with the money mostly funneled into constructing this underground stronghold and elevator shaft.”

one visible entrance, there’s

Rothschild family went through all this trouble in Brooklyn Prison just to house high-profile

here due to a comprehensive cooperation agreement with the Rothschild family. They want absolute control. This secret passage allows them to discreetly transfer or hide individuals, making it appear as if they’ve escaped

commented, “So, the rich care

the elevator reached its destination, the doors opened to reveal a narrow, arched tunnel. An iron door marked the end, flanked by rooms on either side. Bruce

demeanor, ordered,

open with a resonant ding. Jagoan, eager to proceed, pushed Bruce aside

inside left Jagoan

to the toilet was a bearded man, Peter Cole,

cold room offered no respite, forcing Peter into an uncomfortable, curled-up position.

held Peter’s hands, and whispered, “Mr. Cole, or rather, Uncle Cole, are you okay? I’m

stammered, “Young Master… You… You know

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