Marvel’s Big Villain

After Harleen left, the prison guards did not move Jason to the cell, but asked him to wait where he was.

Jason frowned: It's so late, is there anyone still coming to interview?

It didn't take long for the doubts in his heart to be resolved.

James Wesley, wearing a suit and leather shoes, shiny leather shoes, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, walked into the interrogation room.

Jason looked a little surprised.

He thought about countless possibilities, but he didn't expect Wesley to come to him.

In the next moment, Jason guessed his purpose.

Wesley sat across from each other, and neither of them spoke first.

After looking at each other for a long time, Wesley couldn't help but said, "Jason, how are you doing recently?"

Jason said indifferently: "It's not bad. There are food, drinks and places to sleep here, and there are people to chat with you every day, and you don't have to worry about being hunted down by your enemies. It's good."

Wesley smiled, without going around the bush, and said straight to the point: "Your brain is so smart, you should have guessed my reason for coming."

Jason breathed out his nostrils: "Hehe, why didn't that old dog Jin Bing come in person?"

"He is very busy."

"Isn't New York cracking down these days? What is he busy with?"

"It's not convenient for me to ask about some personal matters."

"Private matter?"

Jason suddenly became interested, sat up straight and asked, "Is he talking about his girlfriend again?"

Wesley looked embarrassed, coughed lightly and said, "Maybe."

"Then did he succeed? Is the object male or female? Black or white?"

Wesley adjusted his glasses and interrupted him: "Okay, Jason, don't talk to me anymore, it doesn't make sense for you to do this. Let me just say it straight, I was entrusted by Jin Bing, and I came to you to do it." transactional."

"trade?"

Jason showed a disdainful expression: "I'm in prison now, and I have no desires or desires. What can he give me as a gang leader?"

Wesley's eyes lit up: "So, that secret exists."

"My whole body is full of secrets, and there is a big secret in my crotch. Which one do you ask?"

"Don't be stupid! It's the secret to quickly improve your speed, strength, and fighting skills within a few days."

Fighting skills may be enlightened overnight, but strength and speed can only be honed through hard training day and night.

Jin Bing, a fighting madman, has a deep understanding of this, so he is particularly concerned about Jason's secret.

"Oh, you said that secret, of course it exists! But the question is what can Jin give me?"

"We can..."

"Stop! I'm interrupting! Don't say anything about improving my quality of life in prison."

"This kind of thing is said in my ear every day, and I'm tired of hearing it."

"As long as I reveal a little information to them casually, they will be able to eat a lot of fish and meat immediately, so please change it to something fresh."

After listening to Jason's words, Wesley rubbed his temples with some headaches.

Before he came, he expected that this trip would be difficult to achieve results.

Unexpectedly, after spending several days in prison, Jason became more difficult than before.

………………

Prison office building, in a dark room.

A 3-meter-long and 1-meter-wide dining table is placed in the center of the room, with a few candles on the table, filled with various exotic delicacies.

The two sat opposite each other, and Daniel introduced the origins of these dishes to Harleen in turn.

"This is Japanese grilled wagyu beef, this is Australian M12 sirloin steak, this is French baked snails and foie gras caviar, this is Russian grilled sausage, this is New Zealand's oysters, and this is Chinese mapo tofu ..."

Harleen covered her small mouth with a moving smile on her face.

Daniel explained: "I don't know what you like to eat. This is the food from all over the world that I found in New York. I hope it can suit your taste."

Harleen clasped her hands together and said excitedly, "Daniel, thank you for the sumptuous dinner you prepared."

Daniel waved his hand and said triumphantly, "Don't rush to say thank you, the protagonist hasn't appeared yet."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a bottle of red wine: "This is the red wine from Château Lafite, 1982. I have never been willing to drink it."

Opened the wine with a corkscrew, Daniel got up and poured the wine for the two of them, then raised his glass and said, "Cheers!"

"cheers!"

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Under Harleen's frequent toasting consciously, a bottle of Lafite was quickly consumed.

The cheeks of both of them were slightly red, but it was obvious that Daniel was in much better condition, while Harleen was a little drunk.

"Daniel, the wine is gone."

Harleen tilted her head and threw the empty wine glass on the table.

Seeing her half-drunk and half-awake appearance, Daniel grinned from ear to ear.

Hehe, drunk, there is hope tonight.

"Wait a minute, I still have more fine wines in my collection."

After speaking, he walked into the office and took out a few bottles of whiskey from his collection.

First the red wine and then the whiskey, he obviously wanted to get Harleen drunk.

Dinner continued.

After you and I drank three bottles of whiskey, the two parties were almost at their limit.

Harleen glanced at her watch.

9:35!

There are only 25 minutes left before the prison break.

She stood up and walked out staggeringly, Daniel hurried over to help her.

"Haileen, you're drunk. I'll take you home."

"No, I'm not drunk. I haven't seen what it's like to be in a prison late at night. Take me to see it."

"Okay! I'll accompany you if you want to go."

The two supported each other, and staggered to the vicinity of the monitoring room. Harleen pointed to the door and said, "I am a doctor. I cannot let the prisoners see me drunk. Let's go to the monitoring room."

Daniel's mind was in a state of confusion, and he led her to knock on the door of the monitoring room without thinking much.

The monitoring room is heavily guarded. In order to prevent prisoners from rioting and robbing the monitoring room, the heavy iron door can only be opened from the inside.

"Prisoner, what are you?"

The seven prison guards on the night shift looked at the two in a daze.

"Dr. Harleen is writing a dissertation on prisons, and I'll show her around."

Daniel lied casually, then took Harleen's hand and walked to the monitoring screen.

"This super-large monitoring screen is divided into 50 small screens, which are switched every 20 seconds, monitoring everything inside and outside the prison in all directions without dead ends."

Harleen's blurred eyes instantly sobered up, and she quickly remembered everything she saw.

"Honey, what are these buttons for?"

Daniel made a drink break and explained: "These are the switches that control the door of the cell. When the prisoner is letting out the air, he uses this button to open the door of the cell."

"What about those next to it?"

"These are the switches that control the gates of the entire prison. If there is a riot in one area, close the gates in this area, and then press this button, and the injection device on the top can spray tear gas to subdue them."

"Then... what about this."

Harleen turned into a curious baby and asked about all the operations in the monitoring room, while Daniel, a simple man, answered every question.

Although several prison guards knew that the warden's behavior was inappropriate, they dared not say a word.

Wouldn't it be boring to dismantle the boss's platform on this occasion.

"Oh I see."

After Harleen knew all the operations in the monitoring room, she quietly moved between the two prison guards and touched the guard's gun.

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Thanks to [Momyyan Stam] for the 100-point reward!