In the narrow passage of the prison, the light bulbs above the head flickered and dimmed, not because of the lack of electricity, but simply to prevent the prisoners from resting properly, so that they would not have the energy to make trouble.

An hour of relaxation is given before dinner, as lunch is served very little, and dinner is late, which makes most of the prisoners already hungry and good to prevent them from having enough stamina to fight.

The prison guards tapped the railing with their batons, and every prisoner here could understand all the code words of the rhythm of the beating, and the prisoners in each cell stood in a line, and two prison guards walked down the stairs at the end of the corridor, opened the door of the room one by one with the keys in their hands, and led them to the ventilation area in groups of four.

In the Bill of Rights, prisoners are not allowed to wear handcuffs and leg irons when they are relaxed, but the nature of the Florence Prison is special, and prisoners with a level A security level must also wear electronic ankle bracelets that can be discharged during the release time, which is to prevent some prisoners with special abilities from suddenly going crazy and maiming ordinary people.

But judging from the rule setting of special ability prisoners and ordinary prisoners to let off the wind together, Amanda is afraid that the special prisoners will suddenly go crazy and kill all the serial murderers here, and then she can justifiably shoot them, but unfortunately, most of them still spare their lives, and there has been no large-scale riot in the Florence Super Prison so far.

When it was the Bandage Killer's turn to be in the cell, the Bandage Killer's bed was closest to the door, so he should be the first, but the big dog held his arm and pushed him aside, blew a hooligan whistle at him, and then stood firmly in the first place.

The bandage killer stood on the side, not in a row, and the prison guard was very dissatisfied and kept knocking on the guardrail with his baton, and the little man standing in the last one reached out and pulled him in front of him, and then whispered: "You better be obedient, you still have a discharge ankle ring on your foot." ”

"Come with me when the wind is out." Bandage Killer said.

The little man showed a frightened expression, he was just about to say something, the big dog standing in the first place turned his head and glared at him fiercely, his eyes were full of killing intent, the little man swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to say anything.

The four of them were taken out of the room one after another, and as soon as they arrived at the wind field, the big dog made an insulting gesture to the last two people in the group, and then strutted towards the other group.

The bandage killer didn't turn his head to look at the little man, but just came to a stone pier under the power grid at the edge of the wind field, and the little man followed him step by step, as if he was afraid that he would go crazy if he was one step slower.

The two squatted next to the stone pier, and the little man kept swallowing saliva and said: "You shouldn't offend the big dog, he specializes in organ trafficking, he captured two members of the FBI alive, tortured them like crazy, and then took away their hearts and kidneys, that's why he was classified as a Class A dangerous person, and the FBI hates him so much!" ”

The little man glanced a little frightened at the southernmost side of the field, where there were many strong men of five big and three thick, with bright flower tattoos on their arms and backs, and some skull tattoos on their faces, and he continued, "See? That's the Mexican Gang, which is notorious in every prison for heavy offenders, and there's no good fruit to eat if you offend them. ”

"Did you offend them to get here?" This was the longest sentence the bandage killer had ever said, and the little man shrunk his neck and said, "If I offend them, will I still have my life here?" ”

His gaze swept to a group of people gathered about a hundred meters to the right of the Mexican gang, and the bandage killer followed his line of sight, which also seemed to be a gang gathering place, and the little man said in a trembling tone: "They are also South American gangs, but they are doing drug trafficking work, and I was only brought here because I offended them." ”

As soon as the little man turned around, he saw the bandage killer's bloodshot one-eyed staring at him coldly, the little man took two steps back, and said in a fierce voice: "I know you killed a lot of people, but if you don't have a gang in prison, you will be bullied, you have offended the big dog, and the Mexican gang will not let you go!" ”

And the bandage killer just said coldly: "I'm a Gotham." ”

The little man seemed to be suddenly drenched in cold water, he shivered fiercely, his teeth kept chattering, and the words were cut into pieces in the trembling: "You, what do you want to do?" Why are you looking for me? ”

"You're not being squeezed out." The tone of the bandage killer was still cold, and there was a threat to it, not a violent threat, but a threat not to let me talk to the corpse.

"They need someone to deliver drugs here." The one-eyed man of the bandage killer stared at the little man's face and said, "All the heavy criminals want cigarettes and drugs, that's why you can live so long under the big dog." ”

"Please!" The little man broke down and said, "It's not what I want to do, but they need an inconspicuous informant, and if a strong prick head does the work, that damn bitch named Amanda won't let him go." ”

"What's your name?" The bandage killer asked again.

"Just call me Jimmy." The little man shook his head vigorously and said: "Originally, I was smuggling on the border line, but that day two policemen who couldn't think of it came to look for trouble, so I killed them all, but I didn't expect to be photographed by one of my subordinates, he is an informant of the FBI, the evidence is conclusive, I was sentenced to 70 years in heavy prison without parole." ”

The only remaining eye of the bandage killer narrowed slightly, and he looked at Jimmy in silence, Jimmy could only sigh and say: "I slaughtered a lot of pigs, oh, it's the corpses of those stowaways, which were turned out by the FBI, and I wouldn't have buried them together." ”

"How many people did you kill?"

Jimmy pursed his lips and said, "I've been doing this for almost twenty years, and there are fewer people who don't have long eyes and drag their feet?" At least I can give them a good time, and they will be even more affected if they fall into the hands of those organ dealers and drug dealers. ”

Jimmy sighed, looked at the bandage killer and said, "Let's talk about you, to be honest, it's quite rare for Gotham people to be caught here, that hell the FBI can't get in, and many criminals who are being hunted by the FBI want to run there, why did you run out?" ”

"Evacuate."

The Bandage Killer only answered one word, but it triggered countless associations, and Jimmy looked at him with a slightly probing gaze, and asked tentatively, "Hiding from the enemy?" ”

"No, hide from my teacher."

In Schiller's office at the New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, Victor leaned on the couch in front of his bed, took a sip of his wine, and said, "...... You also have to understand him, he really didn't have a better way to subdue you at that time, broccoli was just a last resort. ”

"Of course, of course I do." Schiller sat down on the sofa with a wine glass, leaned back in his chair and said, "I don't mind at all that he made a special trip to Kansas to hire an agricultural expert, and then contacted another revolutionary fighter to come to distant Mexico, bought a Lamborghini tractor, planted a whole field of broccoli with the assistance of a princess, a magician, a cryologist and a botanist, and then dropped me in the middle of the field." ”

"Uh......" Victor covered his mouth with a wine glass, and said, "Seriously, it was you who gave me the nanocontroller that scared me a little, and of course, I didn't expect that the restrictions Bruce was talking about were really broccoli." ”

Schiller took out the square scarf from his suit pocket and folded it, smoothed every fold on it with his fingers, and said in an understated tone: "Yes, I did not expect that his imagination in this regard was much more lively than his thinking in the innovative nature of the paper." ”

"But I didn't expect that he would choose to switch back to psychological learning, he knew that he had just finished his trouble." Victor's tone became brisk again, and he leaned over to Schiller's side, propped his elbows on the armrests and looked at him, saying, "This should also be regarded as a sign of sincere admission of mistake and asking for forgiveness." ”

"He'd better be."

Schiller put the folded scarf back in his suit pocket, adjusted the angle of the exposed scarf with his hands, stood up with both hands on the armrests of the chair, walked to the table, pressed the schedule with his fingers, looked down one by one, and continued.

"It is my sincere hope that even though I am not at Gotham University, this school never stops moving forward, especially when it comes to academic outcomes in various disciplines......"

Victor immediately got up from his chair, and with a smirk, he put down his glass and stretched out a hand to Schiller, saying, "I have something to do, I'll go first." ”

He rushed out of the office door as fast as he could, then went to the Patient Exchange Center at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital as fast as he could, found the cryogenic laboratory, rushed inside, picked up the phone inside, and roared at the other end.

"Bruce, hurry up! When are you going to submit your paper? There are no results this week, and the two of us are unlucky together!! ”

"What, you don't have a car? Then fly the plane! …… You don't have a plane? Then you're going to build one! You can't even get into the bat cave? Then go home and build ...... You've been kicked out of your house?! ”

Victor, who was holding the phone, let out a long sigh, and he stretched out a hand to the other end of the phone and said, "Listen, Bruce, we have been quite effective with Schiller's emergency restrictions, but now it's time to pay the price!" ”

"If we can't produce enough research results before Schiller's anger continues to the top, then I'll immediately transfer you back to the Department of Psychology, and you can do it yourself!"

In the laboratory of Gotham University, Bruce was confused as he listened to the busy sound on the other end with the phone, and as soon as he put down the phone, the door was opened with a "bang", and a long-haired girl rushed in and shouted at Bruce.

"Bruce! When are you going to start researching plants that can grow in Gotham?! ”

The girl grabbed her hair and said, "Blame you for the damn emergency restrictions!" Professor Schiller asked me to have dinner in the dining room on Wednesday morning, and by that time I would be dead if I couldn't produce the results!! ”

With a "bang", the door that had just been closed was slammed open again, and a red-haired young man hurriedly rushed in and said, "Bruce, has the interface of the Ark reactor been completed?!" The Sociological Essay on the Humanistic Influence of the Sunshine Returns to Gotham is a week late, and if I don't turn it in, I'll be dead!! ”

(End of chapter)