Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Lecter's eyes adjusted to the dazzling light.

The guard with a gun stood beside the warden, and did not intend to give him a chance to resist.Of course he understood that from the moment he was discovered by the warden, the warden had not relaxed his vigilance at all.

Compared to this strange prison, the warden himself is even more strange.

He didn't even know which prisoners were in his prison, but when he found out, he seemed to overreact.

Of course, maybe it shouldn't be described as radical.After all, Lecter has always enjoyed the highest level of surveillance at the Baltimore State Mental Hospital.

This is the magic here-he can even participate in the transformation education program, and also passed the ridiculous "kitchen safety and hygiene" course, and got the opportunity to work in the kitchen.

But just as he was about to further explore the weirdness of this prison, he met Mr. Warden.A gentle scum who looked similar to Dr. Chilton, he didn't even want to talk more, and wanted to use repression to make him succumb.

Until he found out, the facts might be more interesting.

He heard many things about the prison from the guard Joyce, and gradually became very interested in the warden.

He looks like an ordinary person, his tone and expression are like an ordinary person, but he and the little chef Valen guard who he took the initiative to talk to are somewhat similar in the depths.

The warden was standing at the door of the confinement room, looking at him condescendingly, seemingly disapproving of his words.

"Why do you think I will come here?" The warden's smile was a little casual sarcasm.

Lecter smiled slightly: "If breakfast is still appetizing-why not?"

Zhang Dianyu quickly lowered his face: "If you mention yesterday's breakfast again, the conversation will end here."

Lecter shrugged and said nothing.Mr. Warden doesn't like to give people a chance to talk, he prefers to talk to himself, Lecter has already understood this.

"So," Lecter said slowly, "and why did Mr. Warden condescend to come to this confinement room?"

Funny to say that the confinement room has been his cell for most of the time since he was in prison.Compared to the Baltimore State Mental Hospital, the conditions are not a little bit worse.

Can Hannibal Lecter be elegant and unhurried when everything is lost?

He didn't know before, but now he knows.

He even had more time to think.It's a pity that the crazy clown who lives next to him always likes to make trouble-since he gently said that the warden should die in his hands, Lecter knew that sooner or later he would get involved in this matter.

When he woke up he found himself in Stark's residence-of course, he hadn't thought about taking this opportunity to escape.

Should it be much more difficult to escape from Stark's territory than to escape from prison?

At first, Joyce tried to transport him outside the prison and then kill him as a fanatic-obviously this is not possible. Lecter fully understands this and intends to use Joyce's guards to escape.

As a result, the plan was interrupted by the warden again.

Judging from the jokes and sarcasm with the licorice candy dangling from the warden when he was interrogated in the office, he could conclude that it was not intentional.But Mr. Warden can always find the strange things in the prison under "coincidence" time and time again, and pinch the fire extinguishers before they develop.

It's interesting.

After he asked "Why the warden came to the confinement room," the warden thought slightly and asked the guards to step forward and handcuff his hands behind him.

And the guard he brought was Valen.

"Hi." He said hello to Varen, and the guards of Varen did not respond as always.

The guard handcuffed his back hands, then returned to the warden and stood there, looking at Lecter with his unwavering eyes.

Zhang Dianyu noticed that there was fresh mud on the corners of Warren's clothes.

He fell into deep thought, wondering if the little guard was a little too obsessed with planting trees-the other guards would go to other things after delivering meals to the confinement room.For example, escorting prisoners and transporting some important supplies.

But Guard Wallen changed into a gardener's uniform with light green overalls and went to the other side to continue digging.It was not until Zhang Dianyu asked the security supervisor to call him over, that he put down the shovel in his hand, took off his gardener uniform and rushed to the confinement room.

Zhang Dianyu couldn't figure it out.

Just forget it if you can't figure it out.He glanced at Lecter from under his eyelids: "I intend to give you a little freedom-within a certain limit."

He first threw out a little temptation, and then Lecter asked, "Then how to define'within a certain limit'?"

"Of course it is within the prison range." Zhang Dianyu said, "Every night in the prison, there will be a roll call. If the guard finds someone mysteriously missing-I don't care how he disappeared, I will count it on you."

Lecter smiled: "This doesn't sound fair."

"A corpse is not considered a missing person." Zhang Dianyu said intimately, "——complete corpse."

"But as far as I know," Lecter said softly, "but people often escape from prison."

"Not anymore." Zhang Dianyu replied, "Or—" He slightly possessed and said in Lecter's ear, "If you find out who wants to escape from prison, you can also pass the information to me." Zhang Dianyu slowly The corner of his mouth was stirred up, "There will be precious points that can be used to apply for parole."

"If I have to catch thousands of prisoners to accumulate points for applying for parole, then I will be exempted." Lecter ruthlessly broke through the bait thrown by the warden, "but I am willing to use another thing. In exchange."

Zhang Dianyu stood up straight, his eyes indifferent: "I'm not making a deal, Lecter."

"Anything is inseparable from the transaction, Mr. Warden." Lecter disagreed. "You might as well listen to my advice-perhaps you are willing to accept it?"

Zhang Dianyu acquiesced.

"The condition is that I will be responsible for your three meals a day instead of the guard. Is this an extraordinary request?" Lecter said softly.

Zhang Dianyu's face changed.

The ogre must have made such a request with bad intentions, wanting to add food to him?Destroy his spiritual defense?

He stared at Lecter fiercely, who responded with an unexplained smile.

Zhang Dianyu sneered in his heart.

He didn't like the death of those real-life pixel villains in his prison, there was no doubt.But if Lecter thinks that adding these data to his meals will cause a nervous breakdown, then he is definitely miscalculating.

Lecter looked directly at the warden.

Obviously, the warden's understanding of him was somewhat labelled, as if someone was pushing him to be more vigilant.He thought of the only window in the prison.

He even wanted to know what kind of face Mr. Warden would show when he was caught off guard—just like yesterday morning, he showed up at the door, letting Mr. Warden discover that his breakfast was made by an ogre. When, the look of surprise.

"I agree." Zhang Dianyu said slowly.

He didn't care what Lecter's trick was, and he didn't care if it was a provocation.

"Guard Warren will be responsible for monitoring your actions during this time." Zhang Dianyu flipped through the clipboard in his hand, with no expression on his face, "If there is anything unusual about you, or if he has been injured or is missing— —"

"Of course, sir." Lecter interrupted him, with a calm smile in his tone, "I understand."

Zhang Dianyu looked at him for a while, and closed the clipboard with a snap.

When he walked out of the confinement area, his mood was not very relaxed.Since these super criminals are within the scope of recruitable confidential informants, he had to take the first step.

Choosing Lecter is better than choosing Joker or Red Skull.

At least he is just a mentally ill serial killer.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He squeezed his eyebrows, heard a sound of electric shock coming from the side, and saw the workers rushing over from outside with the toolbox on his back.

He was still thinking about this when he returned to the office.Banner suddenly said: "Mr. Warden, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Banner didn't know why he wanted to ask this. After all, the warden often sat on the sofa and meditated. Basically everyone knew about this.

But he seemed to be able to distinguish the difference between the warden's daily meditation and the question of thinking, so he tentatively asked.

Unexpectedly, the warden raised his head from his thoughts, and after a moment of confusion, he did raise a question: "I don't know why Red Skull looks so angry-he is continuing to hurt my door now."

"Your...what?" Banner was a little confused.

"My safety door is closed." Zhang Dianyu said, "He has been very dissatisfied since he was locked in, and has been smashing the door with his fist."

Money is also needed for repairs.

Banner was speechless for a moment.After a while, he finally recovered his voice and hesitated and said: "That's it, Mr. Warden... I don't know if this is of reference value, maybe it is because of the big green guy-indeed, when you are When you are locked in a glass container that cannot be moved for no reason, you really feel angry."

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while: "But he committed a crime, he killed a lot of people-that was the Red Skull. A Hydra guy killed eight prisoners on the first day he came to the prison. Staff, and a few prisoners, what do you think he wants to do?"

"Uh, I know," Banner said helplessly, "that's why he came to jail-and he was thrown into the lock-up room without doing anything. Of course he would be angry."

Zhang Dianyu did not speak.He frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then nodded to Banner: "Okay, I see."

Indeed, the dissatisfaction of prisoners increases when they are treated unfairly.But he also didn't want a dangerous factor to run around in the prison, should he also try to recruit the Red Skull?

Zhang Dianyu suspected that the other party would punch him in the nose.

After adding two guards armed with guns in the confinement area, he temporarily put the matter aside.

A few hours later, when he was about to go to the rest room to use the lunch delivered by the guard, he opened the green staff door and saw Lecter sitting on the dirty sofa. Only then did he remember that he started his threesome at noon today. The meals were all contracted by the ogres.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

It doesn't matter, he can.