Chapter 227 Let mental illness turn the screw
In Wayne Manor, Bruce Wayne received an alert that something was going on at Arkham Asylum.
As a key area of focus, he personally imprisoned more than half of the patients in the lunatic asylum.
Joker, Harley Quinn, Bane, Penguin, Two-Face, Riddler, Scarecrow, Poison Ivy, Mr. Freeze...
The above-mentioned various Gotham villains with the same names have all been imprisoned in this place, so if anything happens, it will definitely be a major event that affects the entire Gotham City.
Now, as the alarm bell connected to the asylum rang, Bruce turned on the monitor and was shocked to see the former mental patients losing their restraints one by one and dragging them in the corridor.
Yes, tow!
A collar is tied around the necks of these mental patients, connected by a rope.
It is obviously just the most ordinary straw rope, but it is stronger than alloy in terms of performance.
Bain, who could tear steel alive, couldn't tear off the ordinary straw rope even though his face was red. He could only helplessly drag the collar away like a dead dog.
At the first end of the straw rope, he was grabbed by a handsome young man with long hair, and headed towards the canteen outside.
Through the appearance in the surveillance, Bruce didn't have any impression. He didn't know where the boy appeared from, but the man next to him, Bruce, was deeply impressed.
It was Gavin who he had just arrested and sent to prison.
In fact, Bruce has always wondered how Gavin, an ordinary middle-aged social worker, made his fortune, and where did the gold and those weird abilities come from.
But now, his doubts may be about to be solved.
‘Is he a more difficult person than the Killer? ’ Bruce thought in his mind, feeling a little tricky.
The murderer he refers to is Gavin, and this title is the best explanation for his behavior during this period.
In Arkham, Bai Ye hummed a ballad softly in his mouth, dragging these madmen like dead dogs.
Some criminals wanted to get up and attack, but they fell down like dominoes with just a slight pull from him.
"Don't be anxious, don't be afraid." Bai Ye reassured, "Just enjoy the peace now. You will know later that the good days are yet to come."
"Fake, you..." Bain wanted to say something, but the next moment Gavin quickly stepped forward and stepped on it, crushing Bain's jaw and making him unable to speak.
"Nice job." Bai Ye agreed.
It can only be said that it is fortunate that Gavin took action quickly, otherwise when Bai Ye takes action, Bain, who is famous outside, may soon experience the horror of hook literature.
But... maybe Gavin, who knew this, would regret his unnecessary actions.
Just like this, a long line of hundreds of people were dragged along, and now they were pulled to the cafeteria,
At this point, Bai Ye sat on the stool and scanned the group of people.
Looking at these guys in hospital uniforms, each of them has a lot of crimes on their hands. The execution is not unfair at all, but they are still alive because of the protection of the law.
"Mr. Bai, why don't you kill them directly?" Looking at these guys, Gavin asked.
He has only one attitude towards these people, and that is to kill them!
Gavin felt itchy in his bones at the thought of letting these scum live for one more second.
"Killing sometimes doesn't solve the problem." Bai Ye said.
"I understand, such scum should be tortured severely. Let me peel off their skin first." Gavin's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.
A considerable number of patients felt frightened by his words, but there were still many who had no trouble in their eyes.
Looking at Gavin's appearance speechlessly, Bai Ye sighed and said, "These are the most seriously ill people in Gotham. Simple death or torture is not as effective as those gangsters outside."
Gavin looked at the criminals who were still emboldened despite his threats, and nodded in agreement: "Then what do you want to do?"
"We have to punish them according to their aptitude. I think compared to letting them endure the fear of death and physical pain, letting them experience what they hate is torture."
"For example, if you hook a straight man, tighten a screw for a lunatic, give Pepsi to a palatable person, and let a sweet person eat salty food every time, then you can consider punishing people according to their aptitude, and there is no distinction between punishments."
"Just like this." Bai Ye raised the Samsara Eye in his hand and pointed it at one of the criminals. The next moment, the criminal yelled crazily and rolled on the ground, startling all the mental patients around him.
"Mr. Bai, what... did you just do?"
"Oh, I just used illusion to control him to tighten the screws."
Bai Ye said lightly: "His spirit is crazy and extremely free, but he can only feel his soul mechanically tightening the screws in his body."
"When communicating with people in the illusion, I obviously want to go crazy, but every time I can only say elegant and easy-going words."
"And all three meals a day consisted of canned herring mixed with snail rice noodles and durian. It was so delicious that even if I didn't want to eat it, I would force it into my stomach."
"At night, this man couldn't move at all. He could only feel the man who looked like Batman caressing his body."
"Then because he was in the illusion, he didn't even sleep. After selling hooks all night, he became more and more exhausted mentally, but he had to get up to tighten the screws the next day."
"Under such mental torture, I only gave him a working package for three days and he really went crazy."
Bai Ye pointed at the prison uniform and smiled, but the meaning behind his words made everyone present take a breath.
Even Gavin's face twitched.
After all, he is just a prostitute, but he still has his own joys, sorrows and joys. If he works like this, eats shit and makes hooks, he will not be able to hold on even if he comes.
But Bai Ye felt a little pity that the prisoner's energy could only last three days.
Otherwise, if it takes a little longer, he will still feel the aggrieved feeling of being scolded by his boss for making mistakes at work, and then looking at the normal food on the roadside at the end of the month and wanting to spend money to buy it, but being owed salary at the end of the month and still having to eat shit. Feel.
Anyway, if this is done, these people will either become crazy or depressed.
If he wants to cure mental illness, Bai Ye may still have a headache on how to start, but if he wants to torture mental illness and make these people feel pain, then he has many methods and means.
After all, sometimes, not killing is a crueler method than killing!
Even if a clown comes over, let him leave with his butt covered and cursing.
"Now, the first patient has been treated crazy by me, and then it's the turn of the remaining people." Bai Ye stared at the remaining people with a warm smile on his face.
"Here comes the little flying stick."
