Ten minutes later, everyone had pedaled the bikes until the power reached one percent.
The prison at least had basic lighting now. Magician, Wheat-skinned Beauty, and Alan stood downstairs, calling for the Blue Side to come down.
Meanwhile, Huang Ji called out upstairs, "So many people have died. Let's all cast another round of pardon/rehabilitation votes."
And so everyone voted again.
The announcement said, "Collective rehabilitation failed!"
"Two pardon votes! Six rehabilitation votes!"
After voting, everyone was stunned to hear the ratio.
"Only two criminals left? Drunkard, Thug, and Black-haired Little Sister all died as criminals?"
"And there are two more wrongfully imprisoned?"
Blonde Sickly Woman exclaimed in delight, "Hua Ji guessed right! Magician is wrongfully imprisoned. He deliberately voted for pardon in the first round, inflating the pardon count! This time he voted normally, so the rehabilitation votes went up instead of down!"
She had never imagined that the wrongfully imprisoned would gain the advantage!
Six wrongfully imprisoned against two criminals—the tables had turned!
Magician, on the other hand, was surprised. Huh? Two more? Old Wang and the others went downstairs, meeting the people from the Red Building at the first-floor stairwell of the Blue Prison Building.
The two groups faced each other from seven or eight meters apart. Blonde Sickly Woman did not dare step outside the Blue Building's boundary. Without execution votes to keep Alan in check, things would go terribly wrong if he suddenly started killing.
"Let's just talk like this," Blonde Sickly Woman said.
But Huang Ji walked out without hesitation and beckoned to everyone. "Come on out. He wouldn't dare kill anyone."
Alan said coldly, "That's right... come out and give it a try."
Middle-parted Youth shook his head. "I'd rather not. I'm afraid you'll shove a Number Plate down my throat..."
Alan paused,