Gotham Mayor Simulator

Because he couldn't figure out the warden's behavior for the time being, Bruce decided to be more cautious.

After dinner, he went to the library, which was the reward for the previous cleaning. However, in the library, he didn't talk to anyone, but quietly listened to other people's conversations.

Few newcomers can seize the opportunity like Bruce, and if they haven't been in prison for too long, no one will come to the library.

"Boss Kyle changed his cell..."

"My side is the same, in the cell..." the man whispered, "The troublemakers in the cell have been moved to other places."

"I wonder where their new cell is? Are they letting these strong people live together?"

"Maybe it will be your turn to change the cell tomorrow?"

"Don't be funny... Hahaha."

Changing cells?

He stayed in the library for two hours and heard several groups of people talking about this.

——Cell changes seem to have happened recently, after Bella Betivin took office.

These people who were transferred to other cells have several things in common: they are all strong and healthy, there are no old people, they are all extremely evil, with more than one life on their hands, most of them were sentenced to life imprisonment, and they were the troublemakers in their own cells before they were transferred to other cells.

Bruce wrote down the news, and after finding the prison guard at the door of the library, he expressed his willingness to participate in the autonomous work tonight.

The sudden transfer to the cell in the mental ward made Bruce feel the urgency to the highest level. He didn't want to stand out too much, but now he thinks it's better to move as fast as possible.

The prison guard scanned him up and down and asked a few questions: "I remember your case is not big, yes, you haven't killed anyone... Are your fingers sensitive? Do you have any disability in your hands?"

Bruce certainly didn't.

The prison guard laughed: "Then I hope you have enough patience, and you can't reveal the content of tonight's work, but you are living in a single room now, so you shouldn't have much chance... Come with me."

What work content can't be disclosed?

Bruce frowned and followed, telling himself in his heart that he must always be vigilant.

He stared at the guard's back, thinking that he could knock him unconscious without making any sound within three seconds, and then take his gun.

Bruce raised his head slightly, and took in the surveillance position in the corridor. He could get rid of the handcuffs at any time, but his purpose was not to escape from prison - and a vague intuition told him that even if he successfully solved the surveillance and the guards, there would be something unspeakable that would observe him - he had to be more cautious.

Bruce remained vigilant and followed the guards through most of Blackgate Prison. It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, but he was not sleepy and was still full of energy.

This work location was located in the northwest corner of the first floor of Blackgate Prison. Bruce knew at a glance that this place used to be a warehouse.

After the guard untied his handcuffs, he pushed him in and said, "Go register your number, and then you will be scored by piece."

The lights turned on.

Bruce squinted his eyes, then quickly opened them, and he was stunned for a moment.

What caught his eye was a busy manual factory, with countless sewing machines working together -

He finally understood why the prison guard asked him if his fingers were sensitive!

Obviously, this was not Bruce's purpose either.

"What does the warden asking prisoners to do manual work have to do with the 'conspiracy'?" He sneered in his heart, but since he was here, he still had to do his job.

Scanning the armed guards around him, Bruce lowered his head slightly and found the person in charge of registration and piecework, who was also a prisoner.

The prisoner was fat and short. He frowned and looked irritable. When he saw Bruce, he shouted: "Hey, you idiot, what are you doing there, come here!"

Bruce: "..." For some reason, he felt that this guy looked familiar.

However, adhering to the consistent principle of keeping a low profile, he quickly walked over, reported his number, and was assigned to his sewing machine.

Well... on the sewing machine.

Bruce fumbled around with the sewing machine and began to work with others on their only task, a thick green hood.

He pondered over this hood -

Fluorescent green, which would make the person wearing the hood very conspicuous at night.

The words "environmental protection" on the back of the head indicate that this job is likely to be taken over by the prison from an environmental protection organization.

The straps at the neck are buckled, so it is difficult to take off this hood directly, but you have to unfasten the belt and buckle first.

The glasses are light-shielding, and there are vents at the bottom... It is still quite humane.

The conclusion is that the prison has taken over the work of an environmental protection organization and asked the prisoners to make fluorescent green hoods, which may be the uniform wear when doing labor - but why hoods? What kind of labor requires wearing hoods?

Even when cleaning the sewer, Bruce easily found that this hood did not have the function of filtering poisonous gas, and naturally could not filter odor.

Its only function should be "conspicuous" and "covering the face".

This is so strange, Bruce thought as he pedaled the sewing machine.

Another strange point is: he found that he knew a lot.

He knew all kinds of fighting skills, which was almost instinctive. His body was very flexible and he had a strong learning ability. He could operate the sewing machine immediately. When he walked around the library, he found that he could guess the subsequent content of many books after reading the beginning, which meant that he had read them but just forgot them.

Yes... Bruce vaguely felt that he had forgotten something.

But his memory is flawless, and his past life experience cannot fit so many books and so many almost instinctive physical exercises.

——What on earth is going on?

"Hey, hey brother," at this moment, the prisoner next to Bruce called to him in a low voice, "You are new here, which cell are you in?"

Bruce was moved, but of course he didn't say anything. Instead, he asked him, "Why do you ask?"

The prisoner winked at him: "Did you see the guy in charge of registration? He is the former gang boss Penguin, but now he is doing piecework. Even though the guy seems to be sitting in front of him very idle, in fact he is We also have to step on the sewing machine - he has a daily work quota, and after completion, he has to record the work we did, sort out the defective products, and work until midnight every day. "

Bruce looked at him with a smile, a trace of scrutiny flashed in his eyes: "What do you want to do by telling me this?"

"What kind of work should the famous Penguin be responsible for?" The prisoner lowered his voice and said furtively, "And the hoods we made are piled up in the warehouse, but no one has ever come to take them away. ”

"The most important thing is," the man whispered, "Prisoners are always being moved to cells recently, and my brother was taken away."

Bruce: "What crime did your brother commit?"

The prisoner was silent for a moment: "He was too impulsive. He killed his boss and other colleagues at work, a total of seven people, and was immediately arrested. I came in because of theft."

"He has been very irritable since he was a child. He always says the same thing. He has always hit me since he was a child..."

"But there is no way. He is my brother. If he is taken away, I at least want to know whether he is dead or alive."

It seems that the selected prisoners are indeed serious criminals?

Bruce's men continued working and whispered: "I am a new prisoner, and there are new prisoners in our cell."

He didn't say that he was transferred to the psychiatric unit.

The prisoner was in a much lower mood: "Harm, forget it, it seems I can't find any clues from you..."

"Ever since the prison implemented separate meals and breaks, I have never seen my brother and other prisoners who were taken away. I don't even know whether they are alive or dead..."

There was only the hum of machines working in the room, which was very noisy. The guy named Penguin had two sparrows on his shoulders. He suddenly stood up, walked over to Bruce, and knocked on the table in their row.

The others stopped in surprise, and Penguin stared at Bruce and said, "Your name."

"Bruce," Bruce looked at him and found that the Penguin didn't seem to have a good rest. The dark circles under his eyes were very obvious. He added, "Bruce Malone."

Penguin: "..."

Penguin glared at him inexplicably: "What were you just talking about? You, and you -"

He pointed at Bruce and the thief prisoner next to him: "Your workload has been canceled today! Do you still have time to chat while working?"

An angry expression flashed across the face of the prisoner next door, and he complained in a low voice: "It's not against the rules to chat..."

"It's not against the rules to chat," Bruce said calmly, "You just want to demonstrate your rights, intimidate others and get back at us."

Penguin: "Shut up! You guy, do you want to be imprisoned?"

Bruce swept over his head.

He suddenly moved——

He held down Penguin's shoulder with one hand and threw him on the table. The two began to struggle quickly. Penguin probably didn't react at first. In fact, his fighting ability was not bad, and this guy shouted: "You What are you doing? Hey, what are you looking at? Come here and help me—"

Although some people did not move, others, perhaps worried about the threat from the Penguin at work, also rushed over.

However, their fighting ability is worse than that of Penguin. Bruce is almost at ease, and most of them can be knocked down with one punch.

The sound of the machine stopped, and their commotion finally attracted attention. The guards fired warning shots, and the prison guards rushed over and punched everyone before handcuffing them.

"All of you will be put in solitary confinement," the prison guard said fiercely.

Bruce glanced at him, lowered his head and smiled.

His purpose was achieved.

——It's better to sleep in a solitary cell than to sleep opposite a clown.

Moreover, Bruce felt that in order to speed up, he must find an opportunity to meet the warden before deciding what to do next.

There is a problem with his memory, and there is also a problem with this prison. The contact person in a week's time may not be reliable, and he must prepare a plan for self-rescue.

What he didn't understand was, why didn't he prepare a plan from the beginning? This makes Bruce feel a bit stupid for being in jail before.

Five minutes after the incident happened, Weiwei, who was arguing with the land committee chairman in the mayor's office of South Hinckley Town, received the news.

——After all, among the people who were beaten was the Penguin whom she focused on.

Weiwei's plan to buy land did not go well because the land manager of South Hinckley Town immediately grimaced when he heard that she was not from Gotham, but someone from out of town.

Although "Vicki White" was from Gotham, the other party turned on the computer and checked, and found that this identity had just been registered not long ago, and a "you know, I know" smile appeared on his face - he felt that "Vicki White" "They are workers who have been smuggled to Gotham and have just obtained their status.

"Outsiders are not welcome in South Hinckley," the other party said with a contemptuous smile on his face, "Ms. Betvin...Warden? No matter what your status is, you should leave as soon as possible."

The warden himself was kicked out of the office because no one wanted to receive her anymore.

She touched her chin and felt speechless.

The town of South Hinckley is an autonomous town under Gotham City. It is located on an island. It was once allowed to be autonomous because of poor roads. They have a small copper mine here. South Hinckley is quite rich in minerals. The locals They all rely on mining to make a living, and their lives are very isolated and exclusive.

It seems that buying land in South Hinckley is not feasible. Rather, Weiwei thinks that some main construction tasks can be activated here - the game will not allow places in the city that are not controlled by the player, right? However, it may be that the prerequisites have not been met, and she has not been able to activate it at this time. She should be able to come back a few times in the future to learn more about this town.

Weiwei shook her head: Do you really want to buy land in Bristol County?

She doesn't mind. The purpose of buying the land is to build a manor. There is a site that belongs to Weiwei - Bella's home was bombed - on this site, it will be more convenient for her to hire teachers, and there will also be a place for training. .

…But there’s also Wayne Manor nearby in Bristol County.

It is said that Batman has a good relationship with wealthy man Wayne. Doesn’t she have to live under Batman’s watchful eye?

Forget it...the skill trainer hasn't been found yet?

And she asked Penguin to train those felons who used the1, but before they were allowed to go to work, Penguin actually entered the prison infirmary. Why is he so good?

The number a07s1771, who defeated the Penguin and sent everyone else to the infirmary, had nothing wrong with him. He was being kept in a solitary room and had no injuries that needed to be treated in the infirmary.

And there are more than a dozen of him...

Weiwei thought thoughtfully: "Match Malone... I have to go and meet him."

The author has something to say: Solitary room or clown opposite?

Clown: qaq

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