"Where is the warden's office?" Tang Ji pushed the movable hospital bed and stopped a prison guard in the corridor.
The stopped prison guard wanted to turn around and leave the moment he saw Tang Ji, but a scalpel flew past his ear and went straight into the wall, making him stop.
"I can't tell you..." The prison guard's face was ashen. There was a surveillance camera above his head, and it also had a recording function.
He was betting that Tang Ji would not kill him, and at the same time he knew that the warden was definitely not as moral as Tang Ji.
Tang Ji pulled out the electric shock baton from the prison guard's waist and threw it out, directly smashing the surveillance camera.
"Now you can't explain clearly." Tang Ji looked at the prison guard calmly. He had his own bottom line, but it was not as good as a good person.
The prison guard pointed in a direction and begged: "Help, knock me out, I can't do it myself!"
Tang Ji followed his wish, knocked him out with one punch, and pushed the hospital bed along the path pointed by the prison guard.
The woman on the hospital bed was bandaged like a mummy. Doctor Paddington judged that there were no fatal injuries on the woman's body, and half of the skin injuries were done by herself.
She had no sense of self-protection and was not sensitive to pain. Tang Ji didn't even know if she could speak.
He could only try to find information about women from the warden.
For example, who were the first gang members to discover women?
Where was the woman first discovered?
How could a body without memory and instinct escape?
Is she alone, or are there more bodies wandering around?
Tang Ji also wanted to know why the warden kept women in solitary confinement cells.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Tang Ji knocked on the door politely three times, then opened the door directly and walked into the warden's office.
Warden Munstein looked at Tang Ji expressionlessly from behind his desk, seemingly majestic, but his other hand was quickly pressing the alarm button under the desk.
Like those prison guards, Tang Ji's contradictory duality made Monstein think that Tang Ji would not come to him so rashly.
On the one hand, he killed prisoners unscrupulously and regarded the laws of the world as nothing. On the other hand, he cooperated with the management of the prison guards on the surface.
Munstein has maintained his reputation by relying on his years of being a fox and a tiger, but the feeling of being locked in a cage with a tiger has always affected his nerves.
"What do you want to do? Have you finally stopped pretending?" Munstein asked with a stern voice. He had long regretted why he didn't send Tang Ji to the morgue with cruelty on the first day of imprisonment.
Tang Ji pushed the woman aside, pulled a heavy solid wood chair and sat opposite the warden. He glanced at the expensive bourbon on the table: "Based on your salary, this bottle of wine is a bit too expensive."
Munstein's fingers were sore and he didn't see any armed prison guards appearing in the corridor. He finally realized that he could only face Tang Ji alone.
"This is a gift from a friend to celebrate my becoming the warden." Munstein took a deep breath. He now knew why so many big shots didn't like Tang Ji.
No matter how noble your background and status are, he doesn't care, and he doesn't abide by the rules of the game you are familiar with.
"Are you here to discuss my salary with me?" Munstein took out another glass and poured wine into both glasses.
"No, I want to ask for news about this woman." Tang Ji shook his head: "But I have a bad impression of you and I'm worried that you won't tell the truth."
"You have a bad impression of me? Do you know who you are talking to? I...ah!!! Bastard! You bastard!" Munstein covered his fingers and bounced up on the chair.
Tanguy had just hit his finger hard with the bottom of the bourbon bottle.
Judging from the feedback from the voice and fingers, Warden Munstein's index finger was broken.
"So I plan to take action first and then ask questions." Tang Ji raised his wine glass and toasted to the warden. The wine went down his throat and was as sweet as jade.
"Tell me everything you know about her." Tang Ji poured himself another glass: "I want to know her name, the place where she first appeared, and the first person she came into contact with."
"I don't know." Warden Munstein gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't had time to start investigating this matter. I only know that Else Benbibb is very interested in this woman."
Tang Ji didn't hit him with a wine bottle this time because the warden told the truth.
"Very good, it seems we have reached a consensus. I will give you three days to find out what I want to know." Tang Ji casually threw the bottle of wine on the hospital bed: "As for Ben Bieber, I will find out myself.
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"Where are you going to take her?" The warden watched Tang Ji push away the hospital bed and caught up from behind and asked: "You can't take her to Area C! Ben Bieber thought she was dead. If you
If you are smart enough, you should know that hiding her is the best choice!"
"The best choice?" Tang Ji pushed the warden away: "If I always made the best choice, I wouldn't be here. I always like the simplest choice."
The warden's face looked uglier than when his finger was broken just now. Obviously, the physical damage was far less painful than offending the donor.
"Do you really think we can't do anything to you?" Warden Munstein looked directly at Tang Ji, with an expression that seemed to carve Tang Ji into his eyes: "So many superhumans are imprisoned here.
Serving your sentence honestly, do you think you are the special one?"
Tang Ji was amused by Munstein's words. He stopped, picked up the bottle and walked back.
"What are you going to do? Calm down!" Warden Munstein stepped back and was soon cornered by Tang Ji.
Tangji grabbed Munstan's hand and pressed it against the wall with unmatched strength. He smashed the bottom of the wine bottle and broke his middle finger amidst the warden's wails.
"You're right, I just thought there was nothing you could do." Tang Ji picked up the bottle again and broke the warden's ring finger: "And who do you think is the one who arrested those superhumans to serve their sentences?"
The Losas organization, players, the Seven Deadly Sins, and those organizations hiding in the shadows like Ark are all at large, but a little guy like you wants to threaten me with your physical strength?
Tang Ji just smashed five of the warden's fingers and stared at Munstein's face with a pair of eyes that seemed to be burning with fire: "Now you understand? Please check the information about that woman for me. This is not a request or an order.
This is your life, do you understand?"
Munstein opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out. He had never suffered such a crime in his whole life. He could only nod crazily, like a pug.
"You should learn from that scumbag Ben Bieber, he is much smarter than you." Tang Ji patted the warden's face: "Also, if I find you tampering with my food again, we will
Some of them will definitely regret it."
The warden continued to nod wildly. He now regretted that he had not controlled his mouth just now, but deep down in his heart, the only thing he thought about was how to get revenge.
"I'm sorry you didn't listen." Tang Ji shook his head and walked away.
Tang Ji, who was pushing the woman through the prison area, was definitely the most handsome guy in the entire Night City Prison.
This prison originally did not have a women's section, but only the D section, which was later built to house superhumans, where male and female criminals are mixed.
So even though the woman on the hospital bed was wrapped like a mummy, it still caused disturbance.
Almost all the prisoners were like monkeys in heat, clinging to the railings and stretching out their limbs as much as possible, trying to reach the woman on the hospital bed.
But when they saw Tang Ji's face clearly, the fire of desire was extinguished instantly as if it had been thrown into the sea.
"It's Law Enforcer Don..." This sentence spread like a mantra among the prisoners' whispers, and soon spread throughout the entire prison area.
The familiar silence quickly replaced the previous noise, and everyone watched as Tang Ji pushed a woman back to his cell.
The felons in Area C are much more sensible. On the first day Tang Ji moved here, he lost five people.
This is why Tang Ji fell asleep in the middle of the night. The prisoners here realized on the first night that he was a ruthless character they could not afford to offend.
When Tang Ji pushed a woman back, not only did the prison guards turn a blind eye to it, but so did the prisoners here.
When the small wheels of the hospital bed pressed against the carpet, the prisoners on both sides continued to chat on their previous topics.
Even though I probably couldn't understand what they were saying, at least they maintained their lively appearance.
No one wants to be the next unlucky guy to be pushed to death in the toilet. The prisoners here know exactly how that man's body was taken away.
The prison guards finally had to take the entire toilet away with the body to prevent the whole scene from being too bloody.
If death requires awe, then being called toilet head after death is completely terrifying.
No one wants to go to the grave with such a nickname after death. It would be impossible to close their eyes until death.
Tang Ji pushed the woman into the cell he occupied, picked up a magazine from the ground and threw it in the face of the painter opposite who was trying to pretend to be dead.
"You, come here every two hours and help her turn over." Tang Ji looked in the direction of the second floor. One of Els Benbiber's bodyguards was looking at him.
Tang Ji made a shooting motion at him, and then threw himself on the bed.
He didn't have the patience to continue investigating Ben Bieber. He was already on the list, but now he just had one more question to ask.
We will go up tonight and clean up the scum on the second floor. Tang Ji closed his eyes with a smile on his face.
Recharge your batteries and reduce the target's vigilance.
...
...
The familiar room appeared again. Tang Ji woke up in his former bedroom and seemed to be able to smell Angelina's body fragrance.
Tang Ji sat there quietly enjoying this warm feeling. Although he realized that this was a dream at the first moment, he was still unwilling to destroy it so quickly.
"If you were smart enough, you shouldn't recreate this scene." Tang Ji opened the closet and found a dragon scale armor body armor that he would never keep at home and put it on.
"'Your dream is as solid as stone. I didn't shape this place at all." A woman in a black cloak appeared from outside the door: "This is your dream, your territory. I realized this last time.
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"Then get out of my dream." Tang Ji imagined the prelude in his mind, and at the same time convinced himself that it was reasonable to have a gun in the bedroom closet.
Then he felt the butt of Prelude's gun under a pile of shirts.
"I just want to talk to you. It was a misunderstanding last time." The woman stood outside the bedroom and asked politely and cautiously: "Can I go in?"
Tang Ji looked around and saw that all the photos of Angelina in the room were placed upside down.
The woman in black smiled unnaturally: "Preventive protection, I'm afraid you...can't control your emotions."
"Let's talk somewhere else." Tang Ji closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the surrounding environment had turned into a prison cell.
"What do you want to talk about?" Tang Ji was looking at the prelude in his hand. As he concentrated, complex patterns gradually appeared on the surface of the prelude.
"If you keep playing like this, the dream will dissipate quickly." The woman in black reminded with complicated eyes.
This is the person she has ever seen who can master his dreams the fastest.
The prelude immediately disappeared from Tang Ji's hand, and he quietly waited for the woman to express her intention.
"I want to know how determined you are to deal with the players." The woman in black said with a smile: "The prophet is too idealistic. She wants to lead the whole world to fight against the players, but she will never succeed."
"You will see my determination." Tang Ji looked at the woman playfully, the cloak covering her tightly.
"Very well, that idiot Els Benbieber is my man, but he hasn't realized it yet." The woman made her own conditions: "He is currently an informant of the Enterprise Investigation Office, and I also
It will take some time to find out from him who the higher-ups are, and you can’t kill him yet.”
"This is to fight against the players. It's time to show your determination." The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "It doesn't matter if you are disabled."
"Tell me about this investigation office first." Tang Jigu materialized a cigarette and lit it out of thin air: "Who is in charge of it? What is it responsible for?"
"I don't know, but almost all qualified companies sponsor it with a large amount of action funds every year." The woman in black said with emotion: "But it is not affiliated with a specific company, it has a history of hundreds of years.
, there has been no specific action goal, and the behavior pattern is more like exploring the boundaries of human civilization."
"However, its recent focus has been on the players. They may not know as much as the prophets, but I believe that the power controlled by the investigation office is far more powerful than the Ark organization." The woman concluded.
"So, Ben Bieber is interested in this woman because he is working for the investigation office?" Tang Ji said, and also embodied the woman's face.
"Yes." The woman in black winked at Tang Ji.
"Okay, spare his life for the time being, but I also have conditions." Tang Ji suddenly smiled, as if he was proud of his idea again: "I heard that you can control dreams?"
"Most of the time it's okay." The woman looked at Tang Ji with meaning.
"Very good, I have an idea, something like this..."