Chapter 1,444 Research on Manipulation (10)

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 Accompanied by a series of metal collision noises, the prisoners in the cells stood up one after another, walked to the door and lined up, waiting for the prison guards to open the door and take them out to relax.

There were only three people in Bruce's cell. He deliberately waited for a while, letting Bain stand first, while he and Tang En stood behind. Bain took the lead in bending down and passing through the narrow cell door, while the one who fell behind

Bruce paused and said to Tang En in a mocking tone: "Without the big dog, who are you going to find later?"

Tang En swallowed a mouthful of saliva and seemed a little distracted. He didn't need Bruce's reminder. He also found that now he was the most bullied one in this cell, just like Jimmy before.

But unlike Jimmy, he didn't officially join a gang. He only had Big Dog as a backer. After Big Dog died, he didn't even have a way to join a gang, and his two inmates obviously didn't intend to cover him up.

Looking at him, Tang En was very scared now.

Not to mention the Bandage Killer. Although he behaves a little colder, he has not shown any aggressive behavior yet. However, the new inmate Bain is a violent maniac no matter how you look at it, and he is much stronger than a big dog. If

If Bane bullies him like a big dog bullies Jimmy, it's almost impossible for him to survive the first round.

Seeing the expression on Tang En's face gradually turning into fear, Bruce turned his head silently and walked out under the leadership of the prison guards.

After arriving at the exhibition venue, Bruce did not pause. He walked towards the group of the oldest serial killers in the prison and sat down in an inconspicuous corner. Although he did not communicate with anyone,

But he has already revealed his identity to other gangs.

Few people in prison are willing to mess with this group of murderers. In the final analysis, other criminals are just for profit, but this group of murderers enjoy killing completely. Most of them suffer from pathological mental illness.

Conflicts of interest between people are mostly settled, but a sick lunatic will definitely kill him.

Moreover, this group of lunatics have no intention of being involved in the drug or cigarette trade. Most of them do not smoke, drink or take drugs. They are strong and have good living habits. Their only hobby is reading books or newspapers. They have no conflict of interest with other gangs, so they naturally get along with each other.

nothing.

"Is there a newspaper?" Bruce looked up at a thin scholar-looking man and asked.

"You can't all count on me." The scholar-looking man complained with a frown. He grinned to one side from time to time and then shrugged that side of his shoulder, looking like he had the sequelae of polio.

"I will try to get two journals in next week." Bruce sat on the ground with his hands on his knees. It was obvious that the people around him were attracted by his words and turned to look at him, so Bruce added

Said: "But don't expect it to be the latest version, they can't figure out the complicated serial numbers."

But others still gathered around, and they changed the topic to the latest academic results they had seen before going to jail. Bruce chatted with them without any explanation, but his eyes were focused on the edge of the exhibition area.

On Bane.

This extremely strong man naturally attracted the attention of various gangs. The gangs in the prison lacked two types of people the most. One was a completely inconspicuous kid who had never offended the prison guards and seemed incapable of committing any crime.

Such people can help them transport contraband. Another kind of person is constantly looking for trouble, showing off his violent temperament and being a formidable big man, which can help them keep the contraband.

Bain obviously belongs to the latter. His body is the strongest in the entire prison. Even if you don't look at the tubes on the back of his head, just by looking at his muscle mass, you can tell that he is a reformed person. This kind of violence is written on his face.

The criminals on the gang can very well deter opponents who want to start a fight, so they are naturally the most popular among gangs.

Both the Border Gang and the Neo-Nazis sent people to move tentatively over there. The black gang stood still for the time being, but it was obvious that they were also interested. The rest of the people also focused their eyes on that side, wanting to see who could get this head.

A strong beast.

The Border Gang took the lead in sending a Latino towards where Bain was. Bain was still sitting on the ground and didn't move when he saw the person coming, just staring at him with his eyes under the mask.

Bruce knew very well how much pressure Bain's eyes can put on people. The Latino slowed down obviously when he approached Bain. He seemed to have forgotten the prepared words and just stood two meters away from Bain.

Stupidly stunned.

Suddenly, Bain stood up. The Latino was instinctively frightened and took two steps back. There was a burst of snickering from the crowd around him. They did not understand what they would encounter in the shadow shrouded under Bain's huge body.

There was so much pressure, I just felt that the border gangs were a bunch of cowards, and they were scared before they actually took action.

One of the leaders of the Border Gang couldn't sit still. He had to find his place and pay for the poor performance of his subordinates, so he called two followers, walked over with arms swinging, raised his chin at Bain, and said with

Spanish-accented English said: "Hey, big guy, why don't you say hello to my companion?"

"I didn't see that he wanted to say hello." Bain said angrily. He tightened the muscles of his arms, pushed aside the Latino standing in front of him with very rough movements, and walked to the white leader.

Then he beat his chest with his hand and said, "You should know that I can twist your heads off before the anklet is discharged."

The leader sneered and said: "Then you will be locked up in a single confinement room that will not see the light of day. Don't even think about taking action, you idiot, unless you want to be tortured for the rest of your life by the special confinement measures formulated by that crazy woman Amanda."

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Bain breathed out through his nostrils, stared blankly at the leader and said, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"We just wanted to come over and say hello."

"Now that the greetings are over, get out of here."

"Something is wrong." Bruce with red eyes turned to look at his other self and said: "Bain's behavior just now was different from the first time I met him. He acted like a brainless fool.

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"Perhaps he just wants to disguise himself as a reckless man." Blue-eyed Bruce squinted and watched Bain's movements intently, and said: "Tightening the muscles can better display the arm circumference and highlight the strong body.

, when standing, put the center of gravity back and push the hips forward to emphasize the masculine characteristics. The hands are not in front of the body, but placed on the sides of the body, showing a fearless aura."

"He is constantly strengthening his physical expression, and using short and straightforward words to imitate the way he speaks, making people think that he is just a stupid guy with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. Look, Border

Won’t the people you helped get fooled?”

"Why did he do this?" Bruce with red eyes asked.

"If it were me, facing a strange environment surrounded by enemies, I would hide my most important weapon as a trump card."

"Even though he already has such a strong body, he still thinks his intelligence is more important?"

"Perhaps his intelligence is stronger than his body." Blue-eyed Bruce stared at the tubes behind Bain's head and said: "It can be seen from the scrawled technique of the doctor who took the tubes from him that as an experimental subject

He said that it is not precious and is most likely a model used for early drug trials."

"This model will not be stored for a long time." Red-eyed Bruce continued his own words and speculated: "Laboratories that conduct illegal human experiments will destroy these consumables regularly, and not only was he not destroyed, but he also took these broken ones with him.

The tube escaped the lab and even hooked up with Amanda."

"I have no doubt that Bain took advantage of Amanda. He made Amanda think that he was just a reckless big man and an easy-to-control killing tool, so he came to the ordinary cell."

"If his goal was to escape from prison, he could have left long ago. Amanda was deceived by him and did not use the harsh special confinement measures to deal with him. The security force of an ordinary cell was too much for him.

Judging from the muscle mass of his legs, he could even jump directly out of the power grid, so why didn't he leave?" Blue-eyed Bruce frowned, his tone slightly doubtful.

"Bain must have a special goal for deliberately staying here. We must first figure out what he wants to do before we can make the next step."

After the words fell, blue-eyed Bruce disappeared. He stood up from the ground and said to the scholar wearing glasses standing opposite him: "I'm going to the infirmary tonight to change the dressing on the wound on my face.

Any suggestions?"

"Nurse... there are old newspapers in the cabinet on the right side of the nurse's station." The scholar said intermittently: "It's the packaging used by those drug addicts to transport drugs, but we need it very much. Can you get it?

?"

Bruce nodded, and another criminal who was quite strong and looked like a farmer stepped forward and said: "They mostly used last month's newspapers. If you can get them for us, who was written in the newspapers?"

Who will help you with your deeds? I guess it’s probably mine, so what do you want to do?”

"I need a list of prisoners."

"make a deal."

On the way back to the cell, Tang En wanted to talk to Bruce several times. Bruce saw his intention, so he walked faster and faster, leaving him far behind, without giving him any chance to communicate.

The time was not yet ripe. Bruce lowered his head and looked at the luster on the handcuffs and thought that the aroma brought by the fear component was not strong enough and the fermentation process had not yet begun. The wine would be too sour and difficult to drink.

Listening to the clear sound of the shackles rubbing on the ground, Bruce began to recall when he could come up with cruel jokes like comparing fear to the aroma of wine, and why he had just socialized with a group of serial murderers, but

There was no longer any anger at their crimes, but only a contemptuous impatience, and he even began to miss his drinking and poker buddies?

He personally manipulated Jimmy to kill the big dog, and planned to use fear to force Tang En. He had a good conversation with the serial murderer who had more than a dozen lives on his hands, but Bruce didn't even take a minute to search for possible conscience. He just mocked

I think that Gotham's news is always much more exciting than what they say about their deeds, and the Joker's jokes are much funnier than theirs.

In the narrow and dark corridor of the prison, the young man walked forward with a calm face, walked back to the cell with steady steps, and sat back on the bed with a steady posture, as calmly as if he had returned home - Bruce was indeed starting to feel a little homesick.


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