Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

When the killer crocodile was taken to the transfer prisoner's cell, he seemed a little bit confused about the immediate environment.

This is a fairly spacious cell. Although it has no windows, it has a TV and bookshelf, and a brand new bed with an army green quilt.

It's not like the cell usually used to hold him like this "monster".

The prison guards here are also different from those I have seen before. They could not see the fear in their eyes nor the irony, they were as indifferent to treating an ordinary prisoner.

"501002, put on your prison uniform." The guard threw a dark red jumpsuit onto the bed. "It is forbidden to leave the cell without wearing a prison uniform."

The killer crocodile was silent.

Could he still get out of the cell?

Zhang Dianyu also saw a commotion among the prisoners at lunch, only to find that the timetable he set for transferring prisoners was no different from that of ordinary prisoners.

The killer crocodile sat in front of the long dining table in a crimson prison suit with heavy prisoners, forming a vacuum around him.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Although he would have to inspect it for a while to determine if this person could negotiate, it seems that he is sitting there with great results and is indeed a treasure.

The toilet-free plan in the prison has been implemented for more than a week, and during that period, no more incidents of jailbreaking and tunnel digging have occurred.

But Zhang Dianyu also understood that this was not a long-term plan.

After several prisoners were punished one after another, and they were detained in the middle of the toilet, the voice of resistance among the prisoners gradually weakened.

But with it comes an increase in cleaning work.

I have to say that the bottom line and shame of these criminals are really different from ordinary people.

There is no good way for Zhang Dianyu. Regulations have been promulgated in the prison for defecation and confinement, but there are still people who would rather stay in a small black room for a few hours and let themselves go.

The problem that can be solved by eating less clearly is violence.

Probably this is the difference between criminals and ordinary people.

Zhang Dianyu thought.

The seats in the restaurant are not enough anymore. The killer crocodile occupies the entire table, which is really extravagant.

Zhang Dianyu asked the guards to take him back to his cell, and changed the timetable for transferring prisoners. In this small courtyard, the transferred prisoners during the observation period should not move around the cell at will.

After all, it didn't take long for the first transferred prisoner to come to the prison. The crocodile is said to still eat people.

Zhang Dianyu took a closer look at his files. This is a mutant named Wellen Jones, a downright human, and did not have any secrets with the crocodile, but because of the phenomenon of returning to ancestors, scales and vertical pupils have grown.

Then the attribute of cannibalism makes him look a bit mentally troubled. No wonder he sent it from Arkham.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it, the crocodile is an amphibious animal, no matter whether he returned to ancestors to become a small crocodile or the mental problems caused by his appearance, he should still like water.

So Zhang Dianyu arranged for the guard to give him a red plastic bucket, which was temporarily borrowed from a vacant confinement cell. The original purpose need not be described.

No matter what it used to do, anyway, the cleaners have cleaned it long ago, now

It still looks clean and has no odor.

There is a sink in the cell, and if he needs, he can get water at any time.

It is regrettable that the red plastic bucket did not add a little pleasure to the killer crocodile. He remained indifferently sitting in his bed and watching TV, but finally did not try to escape or hurt people.

Although the prison door is not very sturdy and might be demolished by strong criminals, Zhang Dianyu is not particularly worried.

After all, there are guard towers on the left and right sides of this small courtyard, and snipers are already in place.

Zhang Dianyu was always a little bit worried about the fact that the snipers had been given the highest salary but had never had a chance to shoot.

But they killed the prisoner and brought a loss, which made Zhang Dianyu difficult to choose.

Three days later, Zhang Dianyu decided to talk to Mr. Crocodile, who had been quite peaceful these days, and let him fight for his freedom.

The killer crocodile was taken into the warden's office by guards, handcuffed.

Zhang Dianyu leaned her elbows on the sofa, feeling the anger of the other's teeth open.

He did look like he had a crocodile skin, and it was hard to imagine it was personal. But what really sets him apart is not his appearance, but his positioning of himself.

Zhang Dianyu looked at the killer crocodile with interest. People don't like to call him by his name, because the nickname obviously suits him better.

"This ... Mr. Jones," Zhang Dianyu said, "do you look like something special?"

The killer crocodile stared at the man in a suit and leather suit behind his desk, and said maliciously: "I ... cannibalism."

Zhang Dianyu immediately refused: "No, it is impossible. The prison only provides medium-quality meals, which cannot be met."

The killer crocodile was silent.

He didn't seem to mean that.

Zhang Dianyu: "If you eat raw food, it will provide you with a share equivalent to that of cooked food. It is impossible for a whole person."

The killer crocodile's fierce expression paused, causing a hint of doubt.

"Furthermore, killing is illegal, and cannibalism is the same." Zhang Dianyu smiled slowly, leaned forward, and followed the temptation, "but if you are willing to do some labor in prison as much as you can, you can also satisfy some of you Claim."

The killer crocodile suddenly laughed-given that there was not much emotion on his face, he looked more like a grin.

"Forever, when you ask me ..."

"Wait, Mr. Jones, we need to clarify a question—" Zhang Dianyu interrupted him. "First, you will be sent here if you commit a felony. I am willing to treat these conditions as a kind of favor-in prison Labor will get you a chance to commute, don't you want to get out of prison? "

Of course, judging from his sentence, he worked 24 hours a day in the laundry room, and the remaining years were enough for him to squat into a crocodile specimen here.

"The world is a cage for me."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The mental state of your mental illness is quite high.

"In short," Zhang Dianyu decided to make a long story short, "I can meet your needs to improve your prison life a little bit, but you can't pass me on. It's also very simple for you to work. Wear this positioning foot ring and use you Special skills to prevent people in prison from escape from sewage pipes. "

The killer crocodile repeated slowly: "Jailbreak?"

Zhang Dianyu laughed, her voice soft: "You can't join them.

0 ;, guards will accompany you throughout the process. "

The killer crocodile sneered, his voice rough and mute.

"Let's put it this way, Mr. Jones, I know why you are safe and secure these days." Zhang Dianyu still smiled, "because you find that your speed, strength, endurance, etc. are far worse than before, right?

The sneer of the killer crocodile disappeared.

Zhang Dianyu: "I just need you to help me find out who is trying to escape. As long as the number of prison escapes is controlled within 10 per month, you will be rewarded."

The killer crocodile seemed to be thinking for a while, but Zhang Dianyu was not sure, maybe he was just in a daze.

"10 people?" The killer crocodile asked lowly. "Is there more than 10 people?"

Arkham does not necessarily run out of 10 people every month.

Zhang Dianyu didn't take it seriously: "It turns out there will be about 30 or 40 people each time, once or twice a month."

Killer Crocodile: "I can't eat so many people."

Zhang Dianyu: "???"

"I didn't let you eat them." Zhang Dianyu immediately corrected his conception. "I let you find them, and where will the sewage pipe be dug by someone to report it to the guard. The rest is not relevant to you- Cannibalism is prohibited here, understand? "

The killer crocodile was silent for a while.

"So why is the ogre in the kitchen?"

Zhang Dianyu appeared in doubt: "Which ogre?"

"It was the serial killer cannibal demon Hannibal Lecter that was revealed not long ago."

Zhang Dianyu turned green after hearing this sentence.

This is the first time he has really lost his temper after entering the game as a warden-because he eats three meals from the kitchen every day.

He immediately finalized the agreement with the killer crocodile, then asked the guards to take him away, then opened the map of the game panel, and dragged it to the kitchen.

At this time it is free time in the prison or work and study time, so prisoners who have passed the "kitchen safety and hygiene" education program can be arranged to the kitchen to help.

Zhang Dianyu looked at the prisoners in the kitchen one by one with despair, and she found a prisoner named Likert.

"Hannibal" is notorious, but the pixel villain on the map only shows the last name, and Zhang Dianyu was negligent.

The most important thing is that this kind of named prisoner was actually not a transfer prisoner who was sent intentionally, but was taken into custody together with ordinary prisoners.

Zhang Dianyu felt hopeless.

In Lecte's capacity, it was too easy to educate through the transformation of the prison, and he also chose to work in the kitchen.

This is definitely not safe or hygienic!

Zhang Dianyu took a deep breath and avoided spitting out.

At this time, Lekete was talking to a group of security guards he arranged to go to the kitchen. The two were cutting potatoes, and it seemed that the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Zhang Dianyu was afraid of the guard villain, why can he always walk on the edge of life and death? Does the guard also have a hidden attribute?

Zhang Dianyu immediately asked someone to take control of Lekete, who was wearing a chef's hat, and prepared to imprison him for a week.

Liket the guard approached, raising his hands, the little man next to him wearing a chef's uniform and a prison guard's hat stared at the happening in confusion.

Zhang Dianyu asked the guards to bring them all for interrogation, otherwise he would have trouble sleeping and eating-the real one.

With his hands in hand, Liket was taken to the outside of the security guard.

Zhang Dianyu divided a small room here. In theory, it belongs to the control of the security room guards, but it can be used for interrogation.

Sitting at the interrogation table, Liket didn't change much, even a faint smile.

"Mr. Warden, I don't know what I did wrong."

The criminals on the opposite side behaved elegantly and well, and didn't even mess up their hair.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the chef's hat that had been thrown on the ground, and the guard man wearing a chef's uniform beside him, thinking with hatred--

Not only did he dare to go in and out of the kitchen, he also hooked up with his pixel villain!