Rebuilding Base is Under Construction - v3 Chapter 162

After dealing with the Shark King, Zhang Dianyu took a leisurely walk along the path back to the warden’s office.

There was a screaming scream in the sky, which made the prisoners along the way speed up after seeing him and ran towards their dormitory with their heads down.

Zhang Dianyu feels that they think too much, that it is illegal to use lynching in prisons-of course, most private prisons probably cannot avoid this, except here.

Because there is a sky-eye-shaped bill that is staring at him at all times, but the one who can make a judgment on this is probably the invisible and invisible world itself that the bill says, but the big things must be controlled.

Since the timetable in the prison was revised to improve the prison rating, most of the free time has been revised to imprisonment-otherwise taxpayers will feel that the criminals have not been sufficiently punished.

Therefore, Zhang Dianyu can only bear the restlessness caused by a group of big guys being locked together for a long time.

Although the single-person cell has always been planned, it has always been put on hold for various reasons, so that Zhang Dianyu has heard of the legend that he is very stingy among the prisoners.

Although I don’t know how to refute, when he finds out the culprit, he must stay in the sky for a few days to try.

However, due to the modification of imprisonment time, there is no free time after dinner, and the prison is no longer like a university. After dinner, there are prisoners who take a walk to digest and enjoy the cold, and even learn during the break. , It’s just that this is a very individual behavior.

Zhang Dianyu once tried to commend a prisoner who used his free time to study, but the prisoner was so scared that he returned all the books to the library.

So he had no choice but to let go of the pass rate of the reform plan.

By the time he returned to the office, it was already dark and the prisoners’ dinner time was over. The Shark King still howled in the air confinement room, so loud that he could hear it from such a distance.

Zhang Dianyu walked into the office silently, planning to find a pair of earplugs from the magical drawer.

He greeted Banner, who was sitting in the assistant position, and then walked inside and pushed open the green employee door, and found that the bill was sitting on the sofa in a distress.

He thought for a while, vaguely remembering that the boy was sitting in his bedroom before. It’s just that the series of events that followed made him gradually forget the existence of the bill.

Zhang Dianyu stared at the boy on the sofa and cleared his throat: “Have you seen Stark?”

“No.” The bill replied.

Zhang Dianyu breathed a sigh of relief—though he didn’t know why.

Maybe he always feels that the bill showdown to Stark will definitely make him feel nervous.

“Stark knows.” Bill raised his face slightly and stared at Zhang Dianyu seriously.

Zhang Dianyu immediately dismissed the relationship: “You have to know—’I am mentally ill,’ right? It’s impossible for me to tell the story.”

After speaking, he took a careful look outside, and Banner’s face seemed to be hidden behind a pile of documents, not paying attention to the situation here. He closed the door gently, and his lips curled slightly while watching the bill.

“Yes.” Bill nodded, then frowned at Zhang Dianyu and said, “But I don’t understand why he guessed the truth from your words-why are you laughing?”

Zhang Dianyu couldn’t help but smiled directly, walked over and rubbed the small head that was staring at him, and then threw him into the bedroom with the back neck of the bill.

“I have something to deal with. You lie down quietly for me first.”

Just as he was looking for earplugs through the drawer, the bill poked a head out of the green employee door: “If Stark finds out that I exist…”

He seemed to hesitate a little, which was very strange. Zhang Dianyu slowed down his hand looking for something, and looked back at the boy who seemed to be thinking.

“—Then I can stop disguising this identity.”

Zhang Dianyu was stunned.

“Originally you were not used to my existence, I also promised you to appear in front of you as a carrier.” Bill’s blue eyes looked at him, “but now you seem to have adapted – and Stark is not in front of you either. If I continue to disguise this identity, then I will disappear.”

“It’s like… in the beginning?” Zhang Dianyu asked slowly.

The bill nodded.

“Managing a prison is a sample job. If you can accomplish this, I don’t need to show up.”

Zhang Dianyu didn’t know what to say for a while. Although he didn’t like this little thing that popped up suddenly, but when he heard that he was leaving, there was a strange feeling rising in his chest.

“Then where will you be in the future?”

“I am the Super Human Registration Act itself, and I am with it.” The bill replied solemnly.

“So, when I want to find you, I will… open the bill and call you?” Zhang Dianyu asked hesitantly.

“That’s okay,” Bill nodded, “but it’s not necessary, I’m still by your side-I can chat with you if you need it.”

Zhang Dianyu: “…”

“Or if you don’t want me to appear, I can do the same as in the beginning.” The bill continued.

Zhang Dianyu: “…Go back to sleep.”

Bill: “Oh.”

The boy obediently retracted his head into the room, without emphasizing the fact that he did not need to sleep. Zhang Dianyu finally pulled out a pair of earplugs from the drawer and held it in his hand in a daze.

Banner, who knocked on the door and came in, saw the earplugs in his hand, with a complicated expression on his face.

“I know that lynching is illegal.” Zhang Dianyu said before he spoke.

Banner raised his finger and pointed outside: “Mr. Warden… the prisoners reacted very strongly.”

Zhang Dianyu looked at Banner and handed him the earplugs in his hands.

Banner: “…” He took it in silence.

“Tonight, guards armed with guns will be sent to patrol the dormitory.” Zhang Dianyu said to Banner, after thinking about it and adding, “However, the use of electric shocks and guns is the priority. All troublemakers are locked in the confinement room. By the way, Ba Luo Kee is isolated from the others-send him to a single cell for a mentally ill criminal.”

Banner stopped talking, and Zhang Dianyu raised a hand: “I know. Today, many new prisoners are in jail. There are not enough beds in the dormitory, so they can only deal with it in the detention cell for one night.”

Except Loki-let the **** of lies and tricks stay in the detention cell, for fear that he will start to escape with other prisoners before midnight.

Although Zhang Dianyu is not sure if Loki will be killed by gun guards in this prison, he still has a plan to kill God for the time being-especially since this evil **** and his brother looked like a macho and he was crying and heartbroken. His brother said goodbye, and Zhang Dianyu had to think about the friendship of moving bricks together.

Banner didn’t say anything, and went to notify the guards of his arrangements.

To be honest, Zhang Dianyu also felt a bit tricky about this matter.

To recruit a criminal, you must first understand his deep desire-Loki can’t give him the throne. In addition, he just wanted to make a world-shaking, in order to attract the attention of his father and brother-this classic feather can not be done.

Zhang Dianyu was still thinking about how to arrange Loki, and the phone on the desk rang.

The guard said that as soon as Loki heard that he was going to be sent to the mental ward, he immediately tried to attack the guards and was electrocuted. He was stunned by the gun, and he was lying on the ground at this time-the guard took advantage of the period before he woke up. Time to make an internal call to report to Zhang Dianyu and ask what to do next.

Because Zhang Dianyu fulfilled his instructions to report Loki’s movements to him at all times.

In theory, Loki should be detained in the confinement room at this time, but there are still clowns and hydra in the confinement room. Zhang Dianyu decided to keep him away from these troublemakers temporarily, so he returned to the prison guards and asked them to arrange for Loki Go to the luxurious cell in the morgue.

Mr. Cthulhu lying on the concrete floor was awakened by a bucket of cold water from the guard.

Loki sat up and wiped his face, his face darkened little by little. He is still in the detention cell. On the bench next to him sits today’s newly imprisoned criminals. The crimson uniforms on his body represent that they are all serious prisoners. At this time, they are obediently under the guard of the armed guards. Sitting in a row, watching him get an electric shock. The gun fell to the ground making a fool of himself.

Loki raised his head and glared at them with cold eyes.

The criminals on the bench showed innocent expressions-today they were stripped and searched by ordinary guards in the prison inspection room, who cares about the ugliness of others.

This prison is really evil.

When they just walked out of the prison car and saw the simple exterior wall, they still felt that freedom was in front of them. As long as the prison car was escorted away, it would not be too high to fly.

The result is that they are now sitting in a row obediently, without a bed for sleeping.

Almost after dinner, they heard the murmurs of prisoners passing by, seeming to say something about the evil warden who was torturing the new prisoners-which also meant that they had not been able to go out for dinner. Because Dr. Octopus’s robotic arm can easily cause chaos in the cafeteria, this group of prisoners’ dinner today consisted of only a bowl of soup and two slices of bread delivered by the prison guards, which was the dinner for the prisoners in the confinement room.

Among the newly imprisoned prisoners, several people and Dr. Octopus were originally teammates. Together, they formed an organization called the “Evil Six” and used their free time to do things in New York. Dr. Octopus was just The head among a few people. But at this time the prisoners were chewing the bread that tasted the same, and it seemed that an atmosphere different from the past was gradually spreading.

Doctor Octopus didn’t seem to realize this, but Loki had already noticed it.

But before he had time to separate a few people, he was interrupted by the guard who suddenly walked into the detention cell. The prison guard violently pulled him from the bench, twisted his arms behind his back and put on handcuffs.

When did Rocky suffer such grievances—especially when the guards said they would take him to a cell in the mental ward.

“Who said I was mentally ill?” Rocky looked at the guard with cold eyes, “Call him out.”

Of course the guard refused him, and Loki struggled angrily a few times, and he didn’t know what happened later–or, after a burst of electric shock, he fell to the cold floor.

Then he was awakened by even colder water.

“Prisoner No. 601009, you were transferred to the morgue by the warden.” The guard pulled him from the floor and said blankly.

The prisoners on the bench opened their mouths collectively.

Loki’s expression also froze-is this warden really as vicious as the legend?