Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

This young doctor who entered the jail and signed a contract of sale not long after entering the industry is now very comfortable with his status as a librarian, and seems to have the idea of ​​working until retirement.

Considering the current composition of the mental health area, neither Strange nor Stark persuaded him to stay.

"So," after Banner sorted out the patient files for three days and gave it to Strange, and then said goodbye-because his new job was an assistant-Stark was in the psychiatrist's office. Li stayed for a while, watching Strange read the patient's information carefully, "Do you think you can treat the clown... for a while?"

He originally wanted to say it was cured, but with a scientific and rigorous attitude, he felt that it was unlikely.

After hearing the sound, Strange raised his head from the document and glanced at him coldly.

"Are you crazy?"

Stark: "?"

"I'm an undercover agent." Strange said in a flat tone, "I only know a little bit more about psychiatry than other surgeons."

Stark: "..."

Strange glanced at him with his dull eyes: "You can walk around in this prison?"

"Did you not find out?" Stark finally found his place. "Almost anyone can move around here freely."

Strange: "..."

As if to confirm that Stark was right, in the next time Strange, from time to time, mentally ill prisoners wearing off-white one-piece prison uniforms would walk into the office and wander around.

The prisoners did not seem to have any special goals. Except for the prisoners who came in to clean up due to hard labor, the others seemed to be walking aimlessly.

Strange sorted the files of the mentally ill criminals in the pale green filing cabinet behind him, and called for nursing to prepare to try treatment.

Compared to Dr. Banner’s yoga and Harley Quinn’s hardcore abstinence, this is almost the first time a mentally ill criminal has had a conversation close to “treatment”.

Although Strange didn't think so.

Outside the warden's office, Banner, who had suddenly changed from a psychiatrist to an assistant, sat at his desk and felt an extremely strong discomfort.

Behind him is a hidden bookshelf, and inside is an open cell door, and a slightly darkened cell.

It seems that he has been arranged by the warden to guard some secrets here-he doesn't know where this trust comes from, maybe because of his more than 200 years of imprisonment.

But even though Bruce Banner is an ordinary scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, he never becomes an accomplice because of being favored and coaxed.

He hesitated a little.

At this moment, he heard a loud call from the warden's office: "Sycostone?"

The bookshelf behind Banner was pushed aside, and a prisoner in an orange prison uniform came out, and nodded at him when he passed by.

Banner, who was still determined not to be an accomplice just now, subconsciously reached out and pushed the bookshelf back.

Although this matter is almost known to everyone-but when passing by, you can see the prison within the warden's office, which seems a bit wrong.

Zhang Dianyu has long discovered that there seems to be something wrong with Lecter-he spends too little money, and the frequency of the treatment needles is obviously low.

The doctors in the prison are the first batch, but the guards are not.Since there will be clowns among the prisoners, it is not unusual to have a small egg in the guard.

So Zhang Dianyu observed the map for a few days, and what happened every night in the confinement room without meals was no secret.

But he wasn't sure whether the guard who was recruited was an admirer of the ogre or a poor fellow who had just been polluted by his spirit.

He could have fired the guard directly, but it seemed that he might not be able to cut off Lecter's back.In addition, there are more and more mental illnesses in prisons. I don't know if it will be related to the existing lunatics and mad experts.Every mental illness has to be in a separate cell, which simply makes Zhang Dianyu heartache to breathe.

He decided to use the identity of Sykestone to explore the true state of the prisoners-after all, he still remembers that Lecter had located Sykestone within a few hours.It's a pity that SYKSTONE was already on-hook at that time, and it is estimated that he can only do basic questions and answers with him.

But at least there is still a meal friendship between the ogre and him—perhaps a friendship that he wants to develop into a meal.

Zhang Dianyu decided to make bait himself.

But he still used the identity of the warden to make changes to the confinement regulations, because the last time the warden on the phone judged that the confinement of the ogre could be directly ended-this is a bit too much.

If he can still be like

From Banner's point of view, after Mr. Warden asked Sykes to pass, the prisoner left the office without hesitation... Is it normal?

Is there a problem with his understanding?

Banner hesitated for a while and knocked on the door of the warden's office.

The young warden changed his habit of sitting on a sofa and meditating, but picked up a document and paced slowly in the office without any expression on his face.

Banner thought for a while: "Mr. Warden? Do you have anything to do?"-What is the matter that the person you called just left?

The pacing figure of the warden stopped, turned to Banner, and answered in a calm and clear voice, "No."

Banner: "...Okay."

Anyway, there are enough puzzling things about the warden, so let him be an assistant quietly.

Perhaps this is the secret or understanding between the warden and the prisoner he favors.

——But still very puzzling, Banner thought.

And Zhang Dianyu, who had changed into the role of a prisoner, went to clean the cabinets and picked up a mop, starting his arbitrary journey of exploration in the prison.

In prison, as long as the prisoner has a mop in his hand, he may appear anywhere.

Even the shower room in the warden's office.

As long as it is an area that needs to be cleaned up, there will always be prisoners wandering there carrying a mop, there is no place to doubt.

SYK Stone's cell has been arranged to the warden's office. It is naturally impossible for him to return to the cell, but having a mop in his hand is equivalent to getting a pass-he can even go to the opposite forest.

When the prison expanded to a line of road between them, Zhang Dianyu installed road gates at both ends of the street and hired two new snipers to guard both sides.

So the middle becomes a passable area.

Zhang Dianyu could occasionally observe on the map, and from time to time, prisoners would walk to the opposite side, a small orange or crimson figure hidden in the middle of the woods.

Fortunately, this kind of behavior is impossible to escape from prison, so Zhang Dianyu didn't care.

The guards assigned to plant trees have stayed there all these days. They have been diligently digging holes to plant trees during the day and night. The wasteland is gradually covered by small patches of green.

Zhang Dianyu wandered around with a mop and found that the prisoners in the prison had a rich spiritual life. From time to time, people beat and blackmailed other people in the shadows of the corners, and they looked nothing like mental depression.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.

Zhang Dianyu turned around and saw a guard.

"Go to the armed police lounge to clean up." The guard ordered briefly, and then left.

Zhang Dianyu slowly opened the map of the prisoner's game panel and saw the pixel villain in police uniform who was leaving.

From the prisoner's point of view, he did not know the other party's name.The prisoner's game panel will not show this either.

He took hold of an orange prison uniform that was about to raise his hand to beat other prisoners: "What is the name of the guard who left just now, do you know?"

Although he couldn't see the names of the guards, he didn't know what the guards actually looked like on the warden’s game panel—because they were only shown as round-headed, round-headed pixel villains on the map. But he knew the prisoner next to him.

This is one of the first five informants recruited, and there are currently three remaining. This one is named Felix Oliver. He has a 95% understanding of prisons. He is able to learn from each other after being brought to interrogation. He got out under the watch of the gang leader, and he was an experienced second and fifth boy.

Oliver looked at him for a while, and reluctantly said, "It's Guard Joyce."

Bartholomew Joyce is the guard who likes to haunt the confinement area late at night.