Chapter 490: Big Prison and Escaped Prisoners
The main body of the city is built with gray building materials, giving people a gloomy and depressing feeling.
The one who came out to greet them was a burly man over three meters tall, holding a demon-like trident in his hand, wearing a pharaoh's headdress, and a pair of small black devil-like wings behind his back.
"Welcome to my Impel Down... Ah, my ambition is exposed! I'm Hannibal, currently only Deputy Director. Please be kind to me."
Perona whispered to her sisters, "Does he want to be the director?"
Weiwei nodded. "He said 'my Impel Down' and 'temporarily Deputy Director'. He must be looking for a promotion."
Perona said, "What a foolish person."
Wendy advised, "That's very rude."
Xia Lulu interjected, "Rather, he's someone who's very understanding. And since he wasn't fired, it means he must be very capable."
"I'm Zefa, and I'll ask for your care this time." Zefa automatically ignored Hannibal's strange words and actions, and walked forward to shake hands with him.
The people in charge of Advance City are all weirdos. The most normal one at the moment is Shiryu of the Rain, and Zephyr is no longer surprised.
"Are these the new recruits and the Amber Tour Group who are here for internship this year?" Hannibal said. "Originally, the Director should have been here to receive them, but Magellan has diarrhea. In fact, he's had diarrhea most of the time. How about letting me take on the Director position... Ah, my ambitions are exposed again!"
Magellan, the director of the Deep Sea Prison, possesses the superhuman ability of the Poison-Poison Fruit. His entire body is toxic, even his exhaled breath is poisonous, which causes his food to be contaminated with poison. Worse still, he's not completely immune to the poison, so he suffers from diarrhea for ten hours a day.
Although people who eat the Poison-Poison Fruit become stronger, the price they pay is also quite high.
After a bunch of small talk that betrayed his ambitions, Hannibal finally remembered the real business: "By the way, I haven't asked you about the intended target of this mission. If you want to enter the prison, you need to conduct a comprehensive inspection."
Strictly speaking, the navy is considered an "outsider" to Impel Down, so necessary security checks are still carried out. In the plot, Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel was inspected when he accompanied the Empress into Impel Down, and in the end he didn't even take a knife with him when he entered.
"No need, just make sure all the prisoners are behind bars." Zefa had no intention of letting anyone go deeper into the prison. It would take forever to check everyone inside, and the hellish scene inside was too early for them to experience.
"Then we only need to go to the ground floor. Please come here. The prisoner's 'baptism' will be left to Warden Xiluo." Hannibal led everyone into the gate of the city.
The passage was dark and gloomy, and the prisoners were a little agitated, but they were all in shackles and had not eaten enough in the past few days, so they had no strength to resist. Moreover, there were jailers from the city who came out to help the marines escort them, and those who behaved suspiciously would only be whipped.
Zhang Da also suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Perona should like the atmosphere here, right?"
Perona complained, "Who would like this place? I like the castle, not the prison!"
Rui Mengmeng crossed her hands and rubbed her arms: "It feels eerie here, a little uncomfortable, and are there a lot of people watching us?"
Zhang Da also said: "Prison, of course the atmosphere is a bit depressing. Look at Tom, he's huddled up in a ball."
Tom was actually thinking about the past. He remembered that he seemed to have been in prison, but he couldn't remember it clearly. Anyway, he didn't like it here.
"You said someone is watching us...it should be those surveillance Den Den Mushi." Zhang Da also noticed that there was a Den Den Mushi at a short distance on the wall and the roof, which could be said to be a surveillance system with almost no blind spots.
"That's right, my Impel Down is full of Den Den Mushi, and the criminal's every move is under our control." Hannibal is very confident in the tight defense here.
"Okay, that's it. That man is Warden Xiliu, the one most likely to compete with me for the position of Director." Hannibal stared at a man in a black uniform who was taller than him and plotted loudly, "I must be careful with him. It would be best if I could catch him...ah, my ambition is exposed!"
"Forget it, Hannibal! I've told you countless times I have no interest in being Director." Xiliu's greatest hobby was killing prisoners for fun. Being Director required handling a variety of chores, while being Warden was directly responsible for guarding and interrogating prisoners. He knew exactly which choice he had.
"Thank you for your hard work, please leave the rest to me." Xiluo, with a cigar in his mouth, remained polite on the surface and smiled happily when he saw the more than one hundred new prisoners.
Under Xiliu's order, the prisoners lined up and were thrown into a large pot of boiling water by the jailers for simple and rough disinfection. This was the so-called baptism of prison.
"ah!!!"
"It's so hot! No, help!"
The prisoners screamed and struggled to escape from the boiling water, but the jailers skillfully poked them back with long poles .
The naval cadets all showed uncomfortable expressions. Although they also hated pirates, the scene before them, which was almost like boiling people alive, was a little hard to accept.
The people in the Amber Group also felt uncomfortable, not to mention the little girls. Wendy couldn't help but want to cast defensive magic on them.
The jailers were used to this, and some even took pleasure in it. Xiliu couldn't help but curl his lips, but because there were outsiders present, he tried hard to maintain his appearance.
He even thought of what to say if he couldn't help laughing - 'I saw so many bad guys in jail, and I couldn't help but feel happy for the civilians.'
After the unbearable "baptism" procedure, the prisoners were fished out by the jailers with a large net. Those who could not survive were directly dealt with, while those who survived were taken to be numbered, registered, assigned to floors, and issued prison uniforms.
Except for Larugo who is a person with special abilities and deserves special treatment are assigned to the underground floor, which means they are not even able to defeat the ordinary jailer beast Blue Gorilla. To put it more vividly, they are even weaker than Creek in the East China Sea.
Only a few people can be assigned to the second level, basically they are prisoners with a bounty of less than 50 million. Mr. 3, who was previously captured by Zhang Daye and others, is imprisoned here.
Watching the prisoners being taken away one by one, the escort mission was considered completed. However, the expressions on the Marines' faces were very different from the excited look when they arrived.
The imprisonment ceremony alone was brutal, so how much more horrific would the subsequent interrogation procedures be? Is this the price of being a pirate and harming civilians?
While everyone was waiting to leave, an inconspicuous piece of rag in the corner of the wall moved slightly toward the outside.
Whenever people are talking, it will take the opportunity to move, very alert.
