amaotonovel Chapter 3290 Bloody New City (39)
Chapter 3290 Bloody New City (39)
Chapter 3290 Bloodshed in New City (Thirty-nine)
Greedy is generally not very aggressive. He is a person who values efficiency, so he rarely talks nonsense with others. But this does not mean that he does not have his own likes and dislikes. What he hates most is people being idle.
You can be good or bad; you can be smart or stupid. But you can't be idle. Even if what you do is completely meaningless, you have to do it, and the busier the better. It's useless to do it, so just do it.
Take Batman for example. He hasn't done anything useful since Schiller came. But at least he's busy. Even though being busy is useless, at least Schiller likes him.
The same is true for the Pale Knight. After the government shutdown, he handled a lot of work by himself. Although these tasks can't make Gotham any better, and it doesn't matter if no one does it, he is still busy with these tasks. Schiller also likes him.
But it was this Bruce. He wandered from east to west and from west to east. He did nothing else in Gotham these days. The boss of Gotham is the boss, and he only eats and plays.
Although he used vampire blood to control most of Gotham's villains at the beginning, he didn't let these villains do anything. They just ate, drank, and had fun every day, or just sat around doing nothing.
Schiller almost suspected that he did it on purpose.
If Bruce was really preparing something in private, and appeared to be idle on the surface, but was doing something on his own, then Schiller would be a little more relieved. But judging from the results of this surprise inspection, he had not prepared anything at all, and was just sitting around doing nothing.
Schiller began to understand why Arrogance was always angry. Bruce always found the right spot to make any type of person look down on him.
Schiller thought he was very tolerant, and no matter what kind of things he saw, they were not trash. But now he looked at Bruce with a bit of disgust.
"I need you to do me a favor," Schiller said to Bruce.
"No." Bruce kicked a paper cup in the hallway and said, "You froze me in ice before, and now you want me to help you? No way!"
"Don't force me to complain to Pride."
"Then go ahead. If you tell him about what we did in this universe, we'll both be blamed."
Schiller sighed. Bruce was really a stubborn person. In this case, he could only use his trump card.
"You haven't finished your PhD yet, have you? What are you going to do with your thesis?"
"I don't know." Bruce shook his head and said, "After I finish writing it, let Pride revise it for me."
"Let him live a few more years." Schiller rolled his eyes and said, "Do something for me, and I'll help you change it when the time comes."
"That won't work. I can't tell if you made the right changes or not."
"You can't even tell whether the changes I made are correct or not?! Oh my God, it's a miracle that Arrogance can survive to this day." Schiller couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing that Bruce was not convinced, Schiller had to change his words. He said, "You know, the content of your paper is not wrong."
"Are you going to encourage me?"
"I mean, what you wrote is not even an essay. Arrogance has been reading narrative prose poems for so many years that he must have become numb." Schiller touched Bruce's shoulder and said, "You might as well write a really bad essay, so that he will be furious."
Bruce rolled his eyes.
"Content that people can't understand naturally won't make people angry. Just like you won't argue with people on the Internet who use a foreign language you don't understand, only content that people can understand can be offensive," Schiller continued.
Bruce hesitated for only about a second before he said, "Okay, what do you want me to do?"
"Don't worry, it's not difficult. Just do this first..."
After talking with Bruce, Schiller came to the director's office of Arkham Asylum. But he felt a little disappointed as soon as he came in. This was not as good as his own Arkham Sanatorium.
The office is actually quite large, and the decoration is quite luxurious, but the aesthetic is obviously from the last century. The dark floor is covered with a red carpet, and the sides of the solid wood desk and bookshelf are engraved with golden patterns. The desk lamp has a green cover, and pens and ink are scattered on the table.
What surprised Schiller was that there was no computer in this office, but there was a full set of oriental tea sets and very soft and comfortable sofas.
There is another door in the office, which leads to another room. After opening this door, there are finally some traces of modernity inside.
First, there was a computer for monitoring, and then there was an operating table that looked a bit complicated. However, from the traces of use on it, it could be seen that Tok had never used it.
There were panels on the wall, each with a large button labeled "Emergency Restrictions," which Schiller guessed was used to immediately lock the door of a room.
The entire Arkham Asylum is divided into two parts, one is the main building where normal medical staff activities take place, and the other is the custodial building.
Although it is called a mental hospital, it is actually a large prison, and it is the highest security prison in Gotham. Every super criminal has a separate cell for them, which looks like a containment room in the Foundation.
Many people who don't know much about the Batman comics would think that it is very stupid not to kill these super criminals but to lock them up. But in fact, this is not the case.
As long as you think of these super criminals as the Foundation's prisoners, you can completely understand Batman's thinking.
And the fact is that many of the criminals here are not even carbon-based. It is impossible to kill a man like Clayface with a gun, and even a nuclear bomb may not be able to completely kill him. In the end, he still needs to be locked up somewhere.
It doesn't matter if you lock up one person or a group of people. As long as you build a prison that can hold even people like Clayface, then those carbon-based creatures that can be killed by guns won't be able to cause much trouble.
The same is true in the comics, where only a very small number of people can escape from prison. But the comics are always about these very few people, so it seems that they escape from prison every day, which makes Batman seem a little stupid for not killing people.
But in fact, judging from the number of deaths in Gotham every year, it is still quite safe here if we don’t consider supernatural factors such as the Court of Owls.
This also shows that the Batman Foundation's containment security is even stronger than that of a certain foundation. At least if the containment here gets out of control, Batman will not run away.
Schiller found that, in theory, if it works properly, the restrictions designed by Batman against the super criminals are still relatively effective. Even if these criminals can forcibly break through the security measures, they will have to pay a great price and may not be able to complete their subsequent crimes.
But judging from the history of this city, these security measures have never worked properly even once. If nothing unexpected happens, someone must have tampered with it.
There are no normal criminals in the entire asylum. Doctors and nurses only do routine physical examinations and consultations. They basically do not provide long-term treatment and will leave after a period of time.
The only person who could have done anything was the dean who had been staying here for a long time. Judging from Tok's cowardly look, it was impossible for him to sneak into a prison and destroy something by himself. It must have been remotely controlled.
Schiller wandered around the room for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what equipment Tok used to tamper with the device. Gray Mist told him that, apart from the emergency button, at least there were only some basic monitoring devices in the room.
Schiller turned around and stopped in front of the emergency button panel. This was the only device that showed signs of heavy use. It was probably the only device that Tok had used in the past few years.
Schiller let Gray Mist go into the wall to check it out. After a while, Gray Mist came back and said, "That's it. The wires in the wall are connected the wrong way."
"Connected the wrong way?"
"Yes. This is not an emergency restriction button. This is a button to release the emergency restriction. If you press it, all security facilities activated by the alarm will be disabled."
"That's right," Schiller said.
He looked at the button carefully again and found that it was divided into very detailed areas. In addition to the cells, there were also corridors and all the doors in the asylum.
It is easy to imagine that as soon as this group of criminals escaped from prison, Toker immediately started shooting wildly. Not to mention Bane and Killer Croc, even the Mad Hatter, who seemed to have an underdeveloped cerebellum, could escape in two steps within a hundred meters.
Schiller stroked his chin and said to Gray Mist, "To connect the line is to turn this into a real emergency restriction measure."
The gray fog was quickly dealt with, and then Schiller took out a roll of maps from the drawer and began to read them. He wrote and drew as he read, and it took him a long time to finish.
A lot of things were added to the drawn map, which looked like gates or roadblocks, anyway, they were obstacles to jailbreaking.
However, holding the design, Schiller was a bit troubled. Gray Mist could do the renovation, but it was slower because he needed to synthesize the materials himself and he had never done this kind of work before. The child was not the kind of person who could do physical work.
It would be best to find a renovation team, but Schiller doesn't have many people available. Firth can't be moved for the time being, so he has to find a way himself.
After thinking for a long time, Schiller took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. A slightly tired female voice came from the other end.
"Hello, who is this?"
"It's me, Schiller, Ms. Ruth. I have a project here and need help. Are you free recently?"
The woman on the other end immediately became angry. She said, "How dare you call me? You've ruined the Charaban family!"
"Without the Charaban family, have you become a stray dog? Then you really need to improve your business skills. After all, what Gotham lacks the least is stray dogs." Schiller's tone was flat. He continued, "Find me a decoration team before tonight, preferably one that has decorated bank vaults. Ask them to bring the materials and come as soon as possible. The price is negotiable."
After that, he hung up the phone, took a photo of the design and sent it to Firth, then said: "It's done, I'm the dean now. I found a decoration team to increase the difficulty of the prison break, and it will definitely be very exciting."
After a pause, Schiller sent another message, saying: "It's too boring to sit at home and wait for the results. I found a complete set of monitoring equipment here, which is very clear and has no delay. Why don't you invite everyone to the casino to watch the entire jailbreak process, and you can also get closer to them."
Fields replied quickly: "I was right about you! If those big shots can come to the casino at my invitation, I'll see how my dad will say that I'm not as good as that little bastard!"
Looking at this message, Schiller smiled.
Criminal prison break reality show starts!