Chapter 569 Failure
Riots across Europe and the United States are becoming increasingly intense.
In Michigan, America.
In an inconspicuous prison city, this is ostensibly a prison run by a private enterprise, but in fact, it is a secret base that is hidden from the public.
Of course, due to the Sapiens Company's pervasive insect infiltration and other intelligence methods, the Hilltop City Council abandoned this exposed base.
However, although this base has been exposed, there are still many things left over from the experiments done back then.
For example, the person who is currently imprisoned in cell 1003 in the basement of Gray Lake Prison.
Lying on the bed, Adam hugged his knees with his hands, looking at the poster on the wall with empty eyes. He had a tattoo on his wrist.
The tattoo reads: 58037.
Suddenly his face became extremely ferocious, and then a hint of madness appeared in his bloodshot pupils. Adam bit his fingernails hard, breaking them into pieces.
“Hehehe…so comfortable!”
The stinging made him crazier, but the more pain his body felt, the better Adam felt.
The surveillance cameras in the cell captured his madness clearly, but the security personnel in the monitoring room had long been accustomed to the madness of this loser.
Half an hour later, Adam lost another finger, and he only had six fingers left.
Then he lay on the bed, letting the blood flow from his broken fingers. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was savoring the happiness he had just experienced.
Suddenly he did a sit-up, picked up the plastic cup on the bedside table, and smashed it onto the surveillance camera on the ceiling.
The other side.
In the monitoring room, security captain Darles saw the surveillance screen go black, and a trace of anger appeared on his face: "You bastard! Jack, follow me!"
Jack, with his slicked-back hair, had a wicked smile on his face: "Boss, do you want to try this?"
As he spoke, he shook the beer bottle in his hand.
"Haha, whatever you want." Darles picked up the electric baton and walked out the door.
Jack picked up a bag of "repair tools" such as candles, lubricants, wrenches, electric hand drills, two beer bottles, and a medical kit.
The two men left the monitoring room one after another, and only another fat man was left in the monitoring room. When he saw the two men leaving, he directly turned off the recording system of cell 1003 to prevent him from hearing some soul-polluting sounds.
The fat man took some potato chips and ice cream from the refrigerator, then opened his laptop to watch SpongeBob SquarePants. As for the other surveillance footage, he was almost vomiting after watching them.
More than ten minutes later, Darles and Jack opened one iron door after another and finally arrived at the door of cell 1003.
Jack's face was flushed with impatience. He quickly took out the key and opened the iron door of the cell.
As soon as he opened the door, Jack saw a dazed figure through the bathroom glass and the sound of shower water.
Jack was ready to go to the bathroom. "Hey, so you're ready, Adam?"
And Darles, who was following closely behind, was about to close the iron gate.
Suddenly, a bloody hand emerged from behind the iron gate.
"No!"
Puff! The only remaining index and middle fingers on the palm had fingernails that had been sharpened to very sharp points. In a flash, the fingers pierced directly into Darles' eyes, crushing his eyeballs.
“Ahhh…” Darles grabbed around frantically with his hands.
"What..." Jack, who was running to the bathroom impatiently, was startled. Just as he was about to turn around, he was suddenly kicked on the back of the knee.
Instantly, he knelt down towards the bathroom, his knees hitting the cold concrete floor. He grimaced in pain: “Ahh…”
The next second, his hair was grabbed by Adam from behind.
Bang, bang, bang! Jack's pupils shrank sharply, and his face was hit hard on the tempered glass door of the bathroom. After three consecutive violent collisions, Jack's head was bleeding and his whole body was full of stars.
Adam could already hear Darles, who had been blinded, unhooking his gun holster behind him.
He slid sideways and knocked down the flustered Darles.
"Fuck! I'm going to kill you..." Darles, who was scratching around on the ground, reached for the holster on his waist again.
But how could Adam give him a chance?
He suddenly stood up, jumped, and knelt directly on Darles' chest.
Snap!
"Ah... cough cough..." A large piece of Darles' ribs was broken, and the broken ribs pierced his lungs and heart. Then he struggled with his hands for more than ten seconds.
Adam did not even look at the dead man's final struggle, but instead snatched the man's revolver and picked up the electric baton.
Close the door.
Looking at the unconscious Jack, he pulled out his belt and shoelaces and tied up his hands and feet.
He opened the medical kit Jack brought, disinfected and applied medicine to himself first, and then bandaged his palm.
Then he ate the chocolate he found on both of them.
At this time, Jack also woke up from his coma, and then he saw Darles lying motionless on the ground, and Adam staring at him with a smile. Jack was terrified, but his mouth was stuffed with a towel, so he could only utter:
“Wuwuwu… Wuwuwu…”
"Jack! Do you know? How long I have been waiting for this day? Hehehehe...hahahaha... " The madness in Adam's eyes became more wanton and violent.
Under Jack's horrified gaze, he was stripped naked by Adam and tied up in the bathroom.
Adam pulled out a scalpel from the medical box and cut Jack's wrist and heel directly. Dark red blood gushed out wildly.
Jack watched his blood flow out, his body becoming weaker and colder.
"Watch yourself die little by little and enjoy your last moments!"
Adam changed into Jack's clothes and took two pistols and 80 rounds of ammunition, as well as the key to the prison.
After putting on a wide-brimmed hat, he tidied his appearance in front of the bathroom mirror: "Goodbye! Jack!"
Jack, who was already dying, looked at the other person with pleading eyes, hoping that the other person could give him a chance to live.
However, Adam ignored him and looked at his watch.
"There's still an hour and a half left..."
Usually, Darles and Jack would torture him in the cell for about an hour and a half.
These are the rules and experiences summarized through dozens of nightmarish experiences.
'There is another person in the monitoring room... '
While thinking quickly, he opened the cell door, closed it again, lowered his head and walked quickly towards the monitoring room.
Along the way, he used his super hearing to the fullest extent and accurately avoided encountering other security personnel.
It only took him 12 minutes to reach the door of the monitoring room.
Gently turning the door open, he saw a fat man watching SpongeBob SquarePants with his back to the door.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bloodthirsty madness surged into his heart.
Push the door open silently and then close it slowly.
In a flash, he took out the electric baton and inserted it directly into the fat man's mouth.
Crackling...
Wuuuu... The fat man's whole body twitched , and then he collapsed on the sofa with his eyes rolled back.
Adam calmed down, quickly pulled out the electric baton, twisted the fat man's neck, and then quickly ate the food in the refrigerator to replenish his lost strength.
At the same time, he was also checking the information in the monitoring room.
Including the prison layout, shift schedules and weapons, as well as the people held in other cells.
