Vol 7 Chapter 13: Night interview
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Lord God Investigator
- Xiao Zhong Niu
- 1287 characters
- 2021-03-03 09:41:35
Although Damian has shown a terrifying power that is completely out of age, Dean Quincy is still worried about letting him meet those vicious super criminals, but the other party has to invest 3 billion yuan...
After struggling for a while, Dean Quincy nodded with difficulty, and re-mobilized a team of fifty mercenaries. At the same time, he raised his alert level and opened the automatic machine gun towers installed throughout the lunatic asylum.
On the way to lead Damian to the super-criminal confinement area, the teenager talked with Dean Quincy about the treatment of mental patients and the operation of the insane asylum.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t talk. After a few conversations, Dean Quincy was very surprised to find that the black-haired boy is definitely an expert, and he speaks all kinds of vicious methods of treating mental patients, as if he had really successfully run a lunatic asylum and healed it. Like many patients!
This kind of expert experience is not something that you can learn from a smart reading book, just like marksman is fed by bullets; ace pilots are burned out with expensive aviation fuel; experienced psychiatrists also rely on healing Pile of mental illness.
Only by personally handling, severely torturing mental patients, and truly distorting the minds of the patients with physical and chemical means, can the black-haired teenagers narrate case by case and analyze the patient's psychology accurately.
Unless Damian was too young, Dean Quincy suspected that he had served as the director of a mental hospital for many years.
After this exchange between experts, Dean Quincy no longer doubted what the young financial owner said just now. He is definitely an expert in psychiatry and criminal psychology, and his level is much higher than many experts and professors.
After thinking about it, Dean Quincy felt that even if he took the risk, he should help Damian complete this thesis. The greater the interest of the funder in the mentally ill criminals, the greater the possibility of investment.
He began to straighten his position and realized that he could not judge by appearance. You must know that he lives in a magical world. There are endless perverted people from all walks of life. There are many talented teenagers with explosive intelligence. If you think that the other party is just a child, then If it is unreliable and treated carelessly, this investment will definitely fly away, and it will offend a super genius with unlimited future.
Coming to the area where the underground super criminals are held in the Arkham Asylum, the number of guards has obviously increased, almost three steps one post, five steps one post, various gates are thicker and stronger than the upper cell, and there are countless cameras and automatic machine guns. .
In the cells where super criminals are held, each cell has a high-strength bullet-proof glass that is as high as one person. The interior can be seen through the glass. The walls of the cell are all metal structures, so bombs are difficult to explode.
At this point in the Arkham Asylum, there are so many super criminals imprisoned, and Batman is about to kill all the villains in Gotham City.
It is precisely because the super criminals of Gotham City have entered Arkham that Batman can get out and participate in the cause of Justice League more times during this period, often teaming up with Superman, Wonder Woman, Flash, and Steelbone. The scope of activities has also expanded to all hope countries and even the world.
Super criminals are detained in different ways. Some low-threat prisoners have the right to move freely in the cell, but others whose bodies are equivalent to murder weapons are very uncomfortable.
Take Bain, for example. Through the glass, you can see that he is fixed on an iron shelf, his body is filled with tubes, and he is injected with hypnotic liquids 24 hours a day.
Another example is the killer crocodile, which is locked in a water jail, with an iron bit on its mouth, so it can't open its mouth at all. Life is maintained by injecting liquid food into the tube next to the mouthpiece.
Then there is the clown. Although the fighting power is not as good as Bain and the killer crocodile, he is also like Hannibal, even his mouth is blocked, lest he utter horrible words to confuse people.
Dean Quincy led Damian through the three cells. The boy just stood in front of the big glass and looked at it for a while, and then shook his head uninterestedly, saying that he did not want to talk to these pure evil men.
"I don't intend to waste time on them."
The teenager shrugged and said, "In my opinion, there is no need for research on this type of criminals. They cannot be treated. One is humane destruction and the other is frontal lobe resection."
Damian recruited consultants, not thugs. He had a way to control Bain and the killer crocodile to kill him and set him on fire, but there was no need, and the price-performance ratio was too bad. The reputation of these two goods was too bad. Buckle a basin of on yourself.
As for the clown, a natural betrayer, no one can control him, and he can't even figure out what he is thinking in his chaotic mind... or leave it to the cheap daddy to love and kill each other.
Dean Quincy breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid that the young head would be too iron, so he had to talk to these extremely dangerous guys, and quickly led Damian to another detention area, where the prisoner's risk level dropped by one level. .
Coming to the glass window of a cell, Damian was immediately attracted by the scenery inside—a beautiful blond woman with a ponytail was sitting cross-legged on a soft sofa, lazily holding a book. There is also a cup of coffee on the coffee table next to the sofa for her to toast from time to time.
The beauty was dressed very cool, her upper body was a tight T-shirt, and her lower body was only a pair of panties. She didn't care if the cell was half open, anyone could look inside through the glass.
"'Harley Quinn' Harry Quinn."
Damian read the name tag at the cell door: "She was once an expert in psychiatry and criminal psychology, but now she has become a lunatic... is a good communication partner."
Harley Quinn was treated well because she joined the suicide squad and did some dirty work for the government in exchange for relatively loose detention conditions. She even got a brand-name coffee machine, which gradually reduced the caretaker’s treatment of her. Vigilance.
Dean Quincy nodded, took out the remote control from his jacket pocket, and pressed the button on it. The one-way mirror glass of the cell turned to two-way transparency. The beauty inside immediately noticed the change and threw down the book enthusiastically. Bounced to the window.
"Dear dean, why do you have time to visit me? No one came to play with me for a long time, Harry is so lonely."
The sweet voice of the beautiful woman came from the speaker, and it felt as if she had a close relationship with the dean and had a leg: "Who is this cute little handsome guy? Nowadays, mental patients are beginning to be younger. ?"
The neurotic beauty was taken aback, and suddenly thought of something, and shouted: "Oh, can you keep him and me together? Just as my obedient reward for this period of time. I didn't have a teddy bear when I slept. Very lonely, often insomnia... OK? OK? I beg you..."
The young man smiled slightly and said to Dean Quincy: "Then as she wishes, open the prison door and lock me in."