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.”

this one visible entrance, there’s an underground one-way passage

family went through all

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 more about

tunnel. An iron door marked the end, flanked by rooms on either side. Bruce pointed to the

cold demeanor, ordered, “Open the

entering a password on the door. The iron door swung open with a

sight inside

furnishings, save for a toilet and a constantly flowing faucet. Chained to the toilet was a bearded man, Peter Cole, with an iron collar around his neck

damp and cold room offered no respite, forcing Peter into an uncomfortable, curled-up position. As Jagoan’s

recognizing Peter as the manager from Vintage Deluxe, approached, held Peter’s hands, and whispered, “Mr. Cole,

“Young

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