Impel Down: Lin MuMu in danger / Impel Down: Holy shit, we're screwed

"All right, I understand. Contact Sadi. I'll handle everything else."

"Yes, Warden!"

"Mm."

After that, Magellan hung up and immediately called the jailers on Level 5, telling them to check whether all the prisoners were still there.

Only a few minutes later, the jailers on Level 5 called back in a panic.

After hearing their report, Magellan's brows knitted together. "What did you say? Lin Mo escaped?"

"Y-yes," the jailer said cautiously. "Something cut open the door to his cell."

"What about the other prisoners?"

"The other prisoners are all still here. Only Lin Mo escaped."

"Lin Mo's Execution Day is the day after tomorrow. The whole world is watching, and at a time like this, you're telling me he escaped?"

"W-Warden, we didn't expect this either. W-what should we do now?"

"Hmph! Find him and bring him back!"

"Ah, yes!"

Without another word, Magellan hung up and rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

He wasn't sure just how much influence Lin Mo had in the outside world, but the World Government's demand for a public execution alone showed how seriously those people took it. If Lin Mo, the focus of everyone's attention, failed to appear on Execution Day, it would not only humiliate the World Government and the Marines, but also tarnish Impel Down's long-standing reputation as an impregnable prison from which escape was impossible.

In short, he couldn't let that happen, no matter what.

"Warden," Domino, who was waiting beside him, asked expressionlessly. "Has Lin Mo escaped?"

"Yes." Hannyabal had barely answered when his stomach suddenly started rumbling. Clutching his belly, he said casually, "I need to use the bathroom first. Find Hannyabal and have him take some men to locate Lin Mo."

"Yes, Warden." Domino nodded, then turned and headed toward the elevator.

Jabule Island.