Infinite Possession of Beauty

Rikers Island Prison, New York.

At night, all kinds of noise and screams flooded the whole prison.

As the largest prison in New York City, Rikers Island Prison also holds the most criminals in New York.

There are more than 10,000 criminals in custody. Of course, there are suspects waiting to be sentenced, but more are criminals who have already been convicted. The reasons for their imprisonment are varied, from the lightest burglary to murder and drug production. It shows the freedom and diversity of America.

Taking care of so many criminals is a very dangerous job even for the guards at Rikers Island Prison.

After all, the criminals who will be put in Rikers Island Prison are not little white rabbits to be slaughtered.

The kindness and beauty of prisons only exist in movie fantasy. In real time, prisons have never been a beautiful place.

Once there is a slight relaxation, riots will appear.

"Have you heard?"

Standing at the prison gate, listening to the howling of the criminals, a prison guard with a shaky hairline turned his head and said to the black guard on the side.

"...The mayor said he plans to close Rikers Island Prison in ten years."

"Close Rikers Island Prison, is he crazy?!"

Hearing the news from his colleagues, the black prison guard immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

Rikers Island Prison is the prison with the largest number of criminals in New York City. How could it be imprisoned as long as it was closed? What about the guys behind him?

"Who knows, but I heard that the reason given by the mayor is that there are reports that the number of prisoners in New York City has declined and public security has continued to improve. Therefore, the New York government believes that this is the most appropriate time to close Rikers Island Prison."

Shrugging, the prison guard with a worried hairline retelled what he had read in the newspaper in the morning.

"I think they all value the prison land, just for the money."

In this regard, the black prison guards were noncommittal.

Rikers Island Prison is not only the largest prison in New York City, but also represents huge interests. The nearest LaGuardia Airport is not much away from the prison. If the city government can take the Rikers Island Prison 420 Many hectares of land, then the expansion of the airport will be a major project.

"The prison guard union will not agree to this decision."

There are unions in everything in the United States, and even prison guards have their own unions.

After all, they came to prison as guards not for any just reason, purely for money.

In the high-consumption country of the United States, once you leave money, it means that your entire life is over.

Therefore, the purpose of the union's appearance is to guarantee the rights of workers, which is simply money.

Of course, the existence of trade unions is not entirely positive.

Many industries in the United States have lost all games due to the toughness of the union. The most representative one is the automobile industry. Because of the excessive toughness and unlimited welfare requirements of the union, the entire automobile industry in the United States has suffered a huge blow. .

It can be said that the auto industry union is a malignant tumor that brought down the American auto industry.

"Someone visits prison."

Just as the two prison guards discussed the possibility of the future closure of Rikers Island Prison, and while passing time, the voice from the intercom interrupted their interest.

"What's the date?"

Hearing the words on the walkie-talkie, the black prison guard slapped his mouth, then pressed the call and asked.

"No. 9554."

From the intercom, a concise number came.

"9554?"

However, for this number, the black prison guard seemed a little concerned.

"Is that the one called Parker Robbins?"

"Parker Robbins, is that serial murderer in Brooklyn?"

Aside, the guard at the hairline could not help but say something.

As prison guards who take care of thousands of prisons, not all criminals can remember their names.

The reason why Parker Robbins’s name is so clear is naturally because of the crimes he committed, even in prisons like Rikers Island Prison, which are extremely rare. In addition, Parker Robbins himself looks thin and weak. In the traditional sense, there is a huge difference between violent criminals and prison guards.

"I heard that that guy is a super criminal who masters witchcraft. He was caught by the defenders of Hell's Kitchen before being sent to Rikers Island?"

Frowning, the hairline guard thought about various rumors about Parker Robbins, and then said.

"If Parker Robbins is really a super criminal who masters witchcraft, how could we still be put in jail and have already escaped from jail."

For what colleagues said, black prison guards obviously did not take it seriously.

"Perhaps you are right."

Hearing the black guard's retort, the hairline guard nodded.

After talking a few more words with the guard on the hairline, the black guard walked into the prison behind him under the urging of the walkie-talkie.

Of course, all criminals with more than tens of thousands of people cannot be kept in one prison.

In this case, not only will it put great pressure on the manpower of prison guards, but once a riot occurs, it will also become a disaster that is difficult to suppress.

Therefore, in a large prison such as Rikers Island Prison, each is divided into about 10 prisons to separate prisoners of different genders and ages.

Many low-risk prisoners have dozens of people in the same room, with as many as 50 beds in one room, and these petty prisoners are stuffed in the same room like canned sardines.

Of course, this is to treat these prisoners with low crime levels.

A dangerous person like Parker Robbins with dozens of lives and extremely sinful crimes.

Rikers Island Prison dare not put him in the same room as ordinary criminals. In fact, Rikers Island Prison will take special care of these prisoners with serious crimes and keep them all in independent and narrow prisons. In the room, minimize the time these guys spend communicating with each other.

Even, if possible, even the so-called visitation time in front of him, the prison does not want to give Parker Robbins.

It is a pity that due to excessive praise of human rights and freedom, even prisons have become popular in recent years.

Therefore, even with Parker Robbins's heinous existence, the prison must also protect his rights, including the necessary surveillance rights.

Klang!

"Be quiet!"

Passing through the aisles of the prison where various dangerous criminals were being held, the black prison guard banged on the railing forcefully and screamed at the criminals who kept making strange noises in the prison.

"Parker Robbins, someone came to see you again."

Ignoring all kinds of curses coming from the prison, the black guard stopped at the door of a narrow prison, and saw Parker Rowe through the narrow railing window on the iron door of the prison. Binz's figure constantly twisting in the shadows.

"What is he doing?"

Called to Parker Robbins in the prison, only to find that he turned a blind eye to his shouting.

The black prison guard could not help but turned his head and asked the guard patrolling aside.

"Who knows."

Shrugging, the guards on patrol apparently didn't know Parker Robbins' situation.

Of course, this is also normal. After all, so many places in the prison need to be patrolled, and it is impossible for him to stare at Park Robbins.

"Parker Robbins, get ready to go to the prison room!"

Hearing the patrol guard's answer, the black guard also nodded clearly, stretched out his baton and knocked hard on the iron door of the prison, and at the same time stretched out his hand on his waist to signal the patrol guard to open the door.

Creak!

Under the gaze of the black prison guard, the patrolling guard opened the iron door of the prison where Park Robbins was located. With the harsh iron door turning, the dim lights of the prison corridor entered the Park Robbins prison. I noticed that the wall in the Park Robbins prison room seemed to be densely covered with something.

"I'm ready."

However, he hadn't waited for the black prison guards to take a closer look at what was written in the cell.

The figure of Parker Robbins came to the door of the cell, blocking the sight of the black guard.

Click, click!

Taking out the handcuffs and re-cuffing Parker Robbins's hands, the black guard turned his head and glanced at the iron door of the cell that was closed by the guards on patrol. Then, he put away the feeling of uneasiness that had somehow emerged in his heart and brought Parker. · Robbins walked toward the visitor's room steadily.

...

"You are finally here, Parker!"

Prison, visitor room.

John King looked at Parker Robbins on the opposite side of the bulletproof glass, with a reluctant smile on his mouth and face. It was obvious that he was suffering from his heart while waiting for the second visit.

Looking at Parker Robbins in the prison room, John King reached into his shirt and revealed the log.

"I already got the log, so how do I send it to the prison for you next?"

"You don't need to give it to me."

Sitting on the chair in the visiting room, Parker Robbins looked at John King on the opposite side and replied meaningfully.

"what?!"

Facing Parker Robbins' reply, John King's expression on his face was too late to make any changes. He suddenly felt his chest lighten, and the place where the log was originally hidden was now empty.

Reaching out and touching the top of the log that disappeared, John King looked at Parker Robbins in the visitor's room with sorrow and shock.

"In fact, when we met, I already got the log."

Silently said to John King in front of him, and got the log he wanted, Parker Robbins didn't seem to have any plans to stay in the prison room anymore, he took the initiative to stand up and raised it with the surprised gaze of the prison guard behind him. The request to return to prison.

...

Cang Dang!

Back in the cell, with the harsh closing sound of the iron door, the light in the room was once again occupied by darkness.

Sitting on a bed that was only one person wide, Parker Robbins listened to the footsteps of the patrolling guards getting farther and farther, until he disappeared, then he slowly reached into the log book hidden in his jacket collar. 3 Take it out.

"Haha, Parker Robbins, you are really embarrassed now..."

As Parker Robbins' gaze fell on the log 3 in his hand, his forehead began to flash with faint eye symbols, and the voice of [Bill Seifer] also sounded in his ears.

"Help me, [Bill Seifer]!"

It was not until this time that the expression on Parker Robbins' face began to change.

After being defeated by the defenders, burning the Red Hood, and being sent to prison, the reason Parker Robbins has not shown hopelessness is precisely because he still holds log 3 in his hands. He knows that [Bill Seifer] is so powerful that he can definitely help him get out of this damn prison.

"I have helped you once, Parker Robbins."

Facing Parker Robbins' request, [Bill Seifer]'s tone was a little casual.

"This time you messed up everything yourself."

"I know, but [Bill Seffer] We have had a deal. If I have been in jail, how can I help you complete the transaction?"

"..."

"This is indeed a big problem."

The words of Parker Robbins seem to have successfully persuaded [Bill Seifer].

Its voice pondered for a moment, and then it opened its mouth in the nervous gaze of Parker Robbins: "Well, Parker Robbins, I have to admit, this is a bargaining chip that I cannot refuse, in order to be able to make the deal If it can be completed smoothly, I will agree to your request and make an exception to help you again..."

Hearing [Bill Seifer]'s answer, Parker Robbins was at ease with what he had been holding.

As the voice of [Bill Seifer] fell, the blinking eye symbol on Parker Robbins' forehead gradually dimmed, and at the same time, the log 3 in his hand began to flip automatically without wind.

A variety of weird supernatural patterns emerged in the constantly turning log. These are the various supernatural creatures recorded in the log. Among the many pages, Parker Robbins seemed to see a missing page, but because the log was flipped too much For the quick reason, he was not sure if what he saw was true, or simply misunderstood.

It was too late to think about what I had seen before. As the log turned over, on the wall of the cell where Parker Robbins was, the weird text he had written during this period of time began to flash a faint red light, right in the center of the text A triangular pattern appeared on the position of the eye, exactly the same as on his forehead.

The eyes on the pattern blinked, and the text in these cells seemed to move like life, absorbed by the triangle pattern eyes like a whirlpool.

boom--

Inside the cell, the dazzling red light flashed away.

As the red light disappeared, Parker Robbins disappeared from the cell wall, replaced by a weird red hood on Parker Robbins.

"Now, it's your turn, Parker Robbins."

Raising his palm, feeling the powerful force that was lost and recovered, the expression on Parker Robbins's face just showed a smile.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of [Bill Seifer] in the ear sounded again.

Click!

In the next second, with a sharp turning sound, the iron door of the closed cell opened.

"Complete the rest of our transaction, haha..."