Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Joyce and Leckett were interrogated separately, and ogres were rare victims, waiting outside the interrogation room.

Zhang Dianyu raised her eyelids slightly and frowned slightly.

Joyce's blood-stained guard uniform had been replaced with a gray-and-white one-piece prison uniform, and two paramedics stood by him to prevent him from violently injuring others.

For his mental state, a professional psychiatrist needs to evaluate it-but he doesn't look like normal. It is estimated that he can't run a wasted cell.

Among the prisoners, the label "former law enforcement officers" could easily cause them physical harm, which means that if Joyce is not isolated, he may be killed by prison gangsters soon.

The so-called isolation means separate activity areas, including showers, dining, and air release.

That is of course impossible.

The closest person in prison to being isolated from other prisoners is the clown, while the other is the prisoner who knows Peter's identity.

Although he broke one hand after blasting the bomb, there was nothing mentally wrong.

Zhang Dianyu forced him into a padded confinement room in a psychiatric ward, claiming that he was crazy. This was quickly recognized by others because not only did he almost assassinate Mr. Warden, he even claimed that the weak chicken intern little assistant was Spider-Man.

Fortunately, his sentence is still over a hundred years. And he was mentally ill in prison, and apparently had no chance to apply for parole before he was cured.

Zhang Dianyu intends to keep him "crazy".

He was kind enough to open the door to a new world for him and discover that the warden in the prison may still be seriously injured. He did not send him to the transformer room.

Of course, the most fundamental reason is that Zhang Dianyu found that in this game world, he also seems to need to comply with the basic rules of conduct-for example, secretly murdering prisoners here is obviously not feasible. On the day the incident was revealed, I am afraid he will live in the cell he built himself.

Considering his wonderful days as a seccostone, he doesn't want to go to prison for the time being.

What's more, "former law enforcement officers" are easily killed, and the prison career of "former warden" may not be smooth sailing.

When Zhang Dianyu was a seccostone, he did not consider how to face Peter in the future, because he thought that he had completely become seccostone.

But when he returned to the warden, he found that the problem no longer needed him to solve. Because the hangar warden's reply vocabulary was too scarce, it seemed to have caused Peter a misunderstanding, thinking that the warden planned to avoid this secret Without talking.

Zhang Dianyu just pretended to expose the incident.

Until Peter's internship ended, no one had mentioned Spider-Man again. In fact, Zhang Dianyu forgot, after all, Peter is not a "Spider-Man" here, just an intern boy who is almost loved by anyone.

While Zhang Dianyu frowned, Joyce did not respond. From the moment he decided to assassinate the ogre, Joyce seemed to be tearing off his camouflage-his mental state was obviously not normal.

Zhang Dianyu was having a headache. He didn't know if Liket had induced Joyce into this way, and even he wanted to ask why the assassination of the ogre had failed.

Mental illness was obviously immersed in his own world, and Zhang Dianyu tried to draw conclusions from his fragmented answer-finally decided to give him to Strang tomorrow to worry.

After all, he got a psychiatrist's salary cut by 50% here.

Joyce was escorted to a padded confinement room by a caregiver, and Zhang Dianyu gave him the highest isolation treatment-permanent confinement.

Unlike another prisoner with this honor, this time it was really to protect him.

After all, if his mental problem is a ghost of Leckett, maybe there is hope for recovery? Zhang Dianyu's requirements have been greatly reduced. As long as any mentally ill prisoner can become a normal prisoner, he is even willing to give them a chance to reduce his sentence.

After all, the day when no more confinement rooms were used up.

After Joyce left, Hannibal Laket weighed heavily

New sat opposite Zhang Dianyu. Unlike Joyce, he still had large dry blood on his body. The prison doctor's treatment needle can make them full of blood, but it can't help them change clothes with one click.

Liket's voice sounded with a hint of joy: "Meet again, Mr. Warden."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

It must be that his last attitude was so mild that it made Leckett forget how miserable he had been in the past two weeks.

Zhang Dianyu opened her door and said, "Doctor, do you hate me?"

Leckett twitched his lips slightly: "If I hate you, Mr. Warden, then you probably won't know this easily."

"I agree." Zhang Dianyu said, "I have comprehensively considered your performance during this period and provided you with a new cell-tell me what happened to Joyce, I know he has been seeing you all the time. "

"You know, of course." Lechter smiled slightly. "Bartholomew Joyce ... he was very cautious. He would avoid the eyes and ears of others, and there were no surveillance cameras in the prison."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

This is no longer possible. Is this Hannibal Lecter a bug searcher?

"So, it was my judgment that was wrong," Liket slowly raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Dianyu. "Mr. Warden did not find that Joyce wanted to kill me, and then transferred me to an ordinary single cell?"

In the dim interrogation room, the young Mr. Warden was so dull that his hand on the interrogation table pressed hard: "Ordinary?"

Leckett paused slightly, focusing on the question of the word "ordinary"?

Zhang Dianyu was very angry.

Can a spacious and luxurious single cell with bookshelves and TV and personal shower be called "normal"?

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and Leckett felt a little confused. From the response of the warden, it seems that he considers his attitude too slow.

Zhang Dianyu, who was just setting up an extra morgue table during the day, was preparing to separate a new room in the morgue room. He originally intended to transfer the clowns back to the morgue, hoping that they could escape from prison as soon as possible.

He even thought about whether the cells in the morgue were too luxurious, would it slow down their plans to escape, and make them stay too comfortable here.

As a result, when Hannibal uttered the adjective "ordinary", he felt a little unhappy.

Zhang Dianyu opened the map and glanced at it. The construction team was hurrying to build a new cell in the morgue. He simply deleted the shower he was preparing to install, divided the shower in the original cell into a common area, and built a wall to reduce the size of the cell.

As for what the ogre and clown shared showers would cause-it wasn't his control.

Anyway, as long as the guard does not kill the criminal on his own initiative, his biggest responsibility is simply to take care of him and pay a ticket.

With more than 200 prisoners in custody, prison assets have grown and it is not time to pay a single ticket.

Zhang Dianyu looked at his watch expressionlessly.

This is a small gesture he used to cover up the map.

Leckett's cell is currently shrinking a bit. But if he did n’t escape from prison this week, Zhang Dianyu planned to take away his TV set. If he did n’t escape from prison next week, he would take away his bookshelf. He would n’t escape from prison next week and the toilet would be gone.

The same goes for clowns.

Zhang Dianyu turned off the map and looked a little impatient. He slowly tapped the table with his fingertips and looked at the opposite Leckett: "So Joyce originally wanted to kill you-he went to you every day, you know exactly what he wants to do, and he is still talking to He chats? "

Leckett raised his lips slightly: "Why not?"

Between the eyes, Zhang Dianyu suddenly understood the reason.

Joyce is an ogre admirer, but the mental patient has a wide range of thoughts, and he also wants to kill Lachter with his own hands-the same way as Zhang Dianyu speculated for the escape, he is also transported out using the morgue. Take advantage of it.

Leckett is also planning to use this to follow Joyce

Seductive.

Mental illness criminals attract other mental illnesses, and the victim is Zhang Dianyu, the total prison asset.

After a series of incidents, only he lost a padded cell.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Sooner or later, he will let Leckett return.

Of course, he meant real property, and there was no other implication. It was not very important whether Lechter was miserable.

Zhang Dianyu kept a thoughtful expression, and the sound of her finger tapping on the tabletop echoed gently in the interrogation room.

The undercover British in the prison all shared a lot of business for him. Peter ran a leg for more than a month, and Strange was still trying to transform into a psychiatrist-of course he also paid a little salary.

As for the super criminals, Professor Zhang Liyu's initial period with the killer crocodile was missed by Zhang Dianyu, at that time he was playing seccostone, who was detained every day. But when he returned to the post of warden, he was surprised to find that the relationship between the aquatic animals that he thought was dead was suddenly better.

Although Professor Lizard refused to be an authentic searcher, the two remained in the same cell in the courtyard and had a good relationship.

It is a pity that Professor Lizard has a bad temper-worse than the well-known bad-tempered killer crocodile, and his remarks on Zhang Dianyu's "Ninja Turtle" have been vengeful until now, so that he cannot find the opportunity to find him a part-time job.

Zhang Dianyu had to give up temporarily.

Fortunately, the government subsidy brought by the transfer of prisoners is relatively high, and it is not a waste of food.

But ordinary felony Hannibal Lecter is different! He did not bring high subsidies and occupied a luxurious cell.

Zhang Dianyu tilted her head and looked at Liket for a moment, then smiled slightly.

Liket showed a little doubt. He didn't know why the warden smiled, but the smile was obviously bad.

"I see." Zhang Dianyu nodded slightly to the paramedic next to him. "Return Dr. Leckett to the morgue."

In the subsidy page, there are some new tasks that can be accepted. Most are some social welfare services, and orders from factories. Because the remuneration is not very generous, and if the prisoner has any problems outside the prison, he still needs to pay the prison, so Zhang Dianyu has always ignored.

Unlike the workshop that learns to make products such as license plates and wooden beds, these orders are strange, Zhang Dianyu is not sure whether the prisoners can complete them.

If it is not completed, not only will you not get the money, you will also have to pay a penalty.

Zhang Dianyu didn't have too high hopes for the prisoners with low IQ-but the new prisoners are not only Hannibal Lecter, but also several Hydras who are being detained, and members of the clown gang , And criminals who have not yet been exposed are undercover.

These are the elite among the criminals, the scum among the scum-their common ground is quite smart and they should be able to complete the order task.

Zhang Dianyu could just take this opportunity to expand the size of the prison. But before that, he plans to set up a prison reception.

Every time a new prisoner enters prison, he brings in some contraband.

Ordinary contraband is nothing more than cigarettes and drugs. Prisoners will use it to trade privately, or dedicate it to gang leaders to gain some privileges.

But these special prisoners are different. For example, the first transfer of the prisoner Hydra could even pull a gun out of his pocket.

Obviously, the new prisoner will also be searched in prison. Zhang Dianyu's helplessness to the pixel guards. In a way, they can be regarded as excellent employees with no complaints in the 24-hour work system, but their behavior is controlled by settings. As long as there is no real prison reception area, they search for new prisoners. Seems blind.

But as long as there is a prison reception area, the new prisoners who come undercover will be stripped and searched, and no contraband will be brought in.

And from another perspective, the contraband they bring in can also bring a revenue.

The prisoner's reception was set up at the entrance of the prison, and Zhang Dianyu separated the original visiting room by half.

Although there are many relatives of prisoners who come to visit his family, even from his to-do list

Looking at the list, there are dozens of families waiting in line, but the problem is not very big.

It ’s not always possible to get out of prison anyway. Why is it necessary to add meaningless thoughts? Is n’t it better to meet with prisoners and make peace of mind?

All night was spent in the busy work of the engineering team.

Zhang Dianyu encountered many obstacles on her way back to the office. Since he replaced all the green staff doors with prison doors, guards were responsible for opening them in many places.

Zhang Dianyu recalled that Joyce's dark circles suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and thoughtfully touched her chin.

Did it irritate the follower of the psychiatric ogre and make him suddenly give up his plan to attack Lecter directly, lacking sleep?

Although he didn't particularly care about the cause of Joyce's illness, he did want a bit of the idea of ​​changing the door again-it was a bit of a big project.

In addition to asking for money, you need electricity.

It was almost one and a half months before he entered the game, and he began to consider replacing the door in the entire prison with an electronically controlled door so that as long as the guards were in the security office, he could control the door in the entire prison.

Zhang Dianyu was convinced that Joyce would not be the only mischievous person in the prison. But obviously there is no way to find all the dangerous elements, so only the movement of people can be controlled.

In addition, it also includes installing metal detectors at the entrances and exits of important rooms, and installing cameras in places that are prone to friction-such as showers? Zhang Dianyu thought about it, if there is a camera, maybe the guards can watch the prisoners take a bath remotely, and then they can remove the wall between each cubicle of the shower room and let them squeeze back together and streak.

Anyway, now lined up to take a bath is also under the full supervision of the guards, most prisoners should be used to it.

Unusual prisoners have also begged for kindness.

Although the money does not seem to be large, the size of the prison is gradually increasing, and it is a large amount in general. So everything can only happen after the new prisoners are accepted, because the arrival of new prisoners means more subsidies.

In addition, there is the window problem that Hannibal Lecter suggested-Zhang Dianyu was hesitant about it. Installing windows everywhere is not a small sum, and do prisoners really need it?

Zhang Dianyu pondered for a moment, and decided to let Strance make a questionnaire.

Early the next morning, guards and paramedics detained the clown from the psychiatric ward and met with Strange, who was coming to work.

He was obviously a bit shocked at the clown's resurgence, and stopped slightly to think.

"Doctor," a paramedic saw him, "Mr. Warden wants you to go there."

The clown tilted his head and listened to the conversation between them, and asked with a smile: "Me-I also want to see Mr. Dian.

"402001, shut up." The gun guard next to him was selfless, "You are not allowed to know that the destination is the warden's office."

Strinch: "?"

The clown laughed aloud, and the pace that had been bound by the chains was even more stingy.

Strange arrived at the office with the clown. Mr. Warden saw his expression of relief: "Thank you, doctor-but you don't have to **** the clown yourself."

"All the care is used to escorted the clowns," Strance said blankly. "I can't get in my office."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

"And the nurse informed me that you had something to do with me, Mr. Warden," Strance continued.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the clown being nursed and fixed on the chair, subconsciously trying to close the door with his backhand-after all, the conversation with Strance should obviously not be heard by the prisoner.

Then he remembered that he had no door.

He pointed to the staff lounge outside: "Thank you for a moment here."

Immediately after he turned back to the desk, the clown looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Dianyu couldn't help wrinkling her nose. The air seemed to be filled with a bad taste, and the source of this taste was--

He couldn't help but glance at the opposite

That infamous lunatic.

"He's so embarrassed-right?" The clown laughed happily. "You don't give me playing cards, my warden, you are such a bad guy."

Zhang Dianyu has nothing to say.

The clown's crazy words made him even more opaque than the fact that Likert was always able to find the point in a few words.

Or too lazy to guess.

He ignored the clown's words and signed the document in front of him: "Mr. Clown, because-the recent treatment has been very effective, you have been allowed to move to another cell and leave the mental ward temporarily."

The clown tilted his head and stared at him, his dark green eyes revealing a look of interest.

Only the most proficient person can say something like, "You have improved your mental illness" in the face of the clown's crazy smile.

Zhang Dianyu slightly raised her eyelids and tossed a paper file to the nurse next to her.

"Mr. Clown, the new schedule will be handed over to you by the guards-take him away."

The clown wrinkled his nose, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved and innocent: "Mr. Warden, aren't you playing with me?" He let his voice down and said, "I'm not at all bad ... "

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Adhering to the principle of fairness and justice, he glanced at the clown and replied blandly: "Yes, your behavior complies with prison regulations."

In addition to bringing Harry Quinn and blowing up the gates of the West Wing of the psychiatric ward.

"So," Zhang Dianyu continued, "this is a reward for your good performance, please continue to work hard, Mr. Clown."

The clown pouted: "I don't like you anymore, you lie."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He waved his guard blankly: "Take Mr. Joker to the morgue."

Obviously, the clown has no resistance, and the overnight sedative has not yet been cured. He was pushed violently by the guards into the morgue cell, but obviously the layout here has also changed slightly. The only cell left.

In the prison timetable, shower time was 7-8 o'clock in the morning, and Hannibal Lecter had been separated from his cell through the shower room, and he had realized the dissatisfaction of Mr. Warden.

But apparently he didn't transfer Joy to this cell because he wanted Joyce to kill himself.

Liket wiped his hair and walked out of the shower.

I saw an exaggerated smile on my face, and my eyes were full of interest.

OK-now he knows what Mr. Warden is thinking.

After Professor Killer Crocodile and Lizard, Ogres and Clowns also became indirect roommates-although they didn't share a room, they needed to share a shower room.

For ordinary people, this can cause people to collapse.

But Liket didn't, neither did Joker. In addition, Zhang Dianyu, who was watching the morgue on the minimap, was also curious.

Someone knocked on the wall and awakened Zhang Dianyu from contemplation-of course this was superficial, in fact he was studying the ogres and clowns on the map.

The two of them were facing each other at the door of the shower, watching a fight between wild animals.

Zhang Dianyu turned off the map with regret, because he found that he had forgotten Dr. Stranger, and the doctor's temper did not seem to be very good-of course, Stranger as a surgeon was proud and wayward, Strange is not necessarily.

In any case, Stranger, as a psychiatrist, has not yet been offended, but his expression seems aloof.

"Mr. Warden, I have been waiting in the staff lounge for 30 minutes."

"Oh, Dr. Strange." Zhang Dianyu greeted the other to sit down.

The restraint chair specially prepared for the prisoner has been removed, and of course he asked Strinch to sit on the sofa next to it.

"Watch out for the cactus, doctor."

But Zhang Dianyu was almost late when he reminded him. Fortunately, Strange was very cautious, and he had already heard about this cactus.

Stark severely criticized it in front of him-to a cactus?

Now he understands why.

"That's it. Something happened in the prison last night. Someone was going to assassinate Hannibal Lecter." Zhang Dianyu looked at Stranger, who was sitting on the sofa, "but the reason for the matter has been clearly asked-I I just want to let you know, doctor, you have another patient. "

Strange nodded slowly.

The warden's remark was obviously meaningless, probably just the beginning.

"Are you a surgeon, Dr. Strange?" Zhang Dianyu asked suddenly.

Strange was puzzled by the question, as he had already answered it during the interview.

"Yes, Mr. Warden."

"Excellent." Zhang Dianyu suddenly hit her fist in the palm of her hand, revealing a look of bamboo on her chest.

Strange was a little confused.

"That's it, doctor, do you know Hannibal Lecter? A well-known serial killer and ogre had brutally killed many people and cooked them as food.

Strange nodded slightly. "Yes, I know him, Mr. Warden."

He also knew that Hannibal Lecter had been brutally locked in the cell by the warden without eating or drinking, and renewed his life through potions.

Although this behavior was clearly incorrect, no one seemed to dispute it, and even the Federal Prison Administration did not have a voice.

Is the warden really hand-in-hand-Stranger thought, or are people all happy to see that ogres suffer such treatment?

"Do you know that he used to be a prestigious psychiatrist?" Zhang Dianyu looked at Stranger. "And I recently checked his file and found that he was also a surgeon."

Strinch: "?"

There seems to be something wrong with the direction of things.

Zhang Dianyu smiled a little: "This means, doctor-I want to say that your career path seems promising."

Strinch: "..."

Mr. Dean is really a chatter.