Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 589 [Chapter of the Game of Death] 39: Prison Warden's Private Information

At this very moment, Chiken Phoenix, the warden of the public prison in Yanan City, a member of the down-and-out aristocratic Phoenix family, a former government assistant clerk, and a sinister information dealer, is sitting in front of the computer where the camera is located, with a piggy face on his face. Staring at the computer screen, the corner of his mouth was drooling, and his right index finger was placed on the → key of the keyboard, shaking like a twitch.

'Grass. '

Chen Yan not only saw Chiken Phoenix in front of the camera, but also followed the clues to find his computer - he jumped towards the screen of the warden floating on the ninth floor of the building, and entered his computer.

An ultra-wide holographic screen appeared in front of Chen Yan, and a video composed of high-density floating points was playing explosive content on the screen.

Chen Yan quickly noticed the website where the video was played - the pink website was obviously just established, and the resources were still poor.

But for those who live in prisons all year round, even relatively poor resources are abundant enough.

'In the local area network of the prison, the only channel to connect to the external network is to connect to the 31-G main server of the House through the secondary server [1].

The warden, Mr. Chiken Phoenix, accessed the pink website through the IP of the House.

This server is dedicated to the House of Representatives. All operations in the prison through the network, as well as access to any IP address, will eventually leave traces in the server 1-G—that is, what Chiken Phoenix is ​​doing now , you can see everything from the House. '

'Is it so aboveboard... Is this the personal situation of the warden, or is this not a rare behavior in their circle? '

Chen Yan suddenly thought, if the behavior of Chiken Phoenix can be exposed on the Internet, the support rate of the MPs he supports may be reduced in the next election?

'For them, the look is always going to have to be done, no matter the outcome. '

Chen Yan turned to enter the computer database.

Unlike the previous database of the prison itself, Chiken Phoenix's database was almost empty.

'Um?Nothing saved on your PC?Everything exists in another host?

So, the eighth floor of the prison building in the online world I just saw should be the archives of the prison or something like that? '

The hard disk of the warden's personal computer is empty, only two folders exist.

The content of Notepad in one of the folders is still normal:
"New Prison Regulations (Draft)"

"Tenders for Surveillance Equipment and the Plan to Gradually Open Surveillance Equipment in Various Areas of Public Prisons"

"Renovation Plan for Ventilation Area"

"Tendering Plan for Sports Equipment in the Ventilation Area"

"Tender Program for the Collapsed Tower"

"Fundraising Plan for Hospice Care for Death Row Inmates"

Outsourcing Program for Canteens, Ventilation, Sewerage and Prisoner Reformation Operations

"Follow-up Disposal Plan for Prisoners Who Died Due to Force Majeure"

Although there are many notepads, the content of each file is relatively small. Chen Yan glanced over and already had a general understanding——

In summary, the meaning expressed in these documents is that the prison is about to face a round of substantial transformation.

For monitoring equipment, sports equipment in the ventilation area, and other aging equipment in the prison, the warden plans to use the funds allocated by the House of Representatives to the prison to invite tenders, find suppliers through tenders, and purchase the required equipment from suppliers.

In fact, it is doing business.

It is worth noting that there are no dead-angle cameras installed from the office area to the cell area, and these cameras are connected to the network to achieve real-time monitoring, because in this way, some small actions cannot be done.

All that was left was to deal with the prisoners who died last night - the warden attributed their deaths to "force majeure", which Chen Yan did not expect.

However, in the prison, the warden has the final say. The warden said that they died in the mine collapse behind the prison, or in gang fires, or even died of electric shock and drowning. It is very difficult to verify, because outsiders Can't get in, and the prisoners in the prison are easy to be manipulated by the warden, and they dare not speak nonsense when they are afraid of revenge.

After digesting the contents, Chen Yan looked at another folder.

The name of the document in another folder looks a little weird:

"The specific resettlement plan for the bones of the six awakened people, and the specific follow-up measures"

"The Closing of the Prison, and the Appeal to the Choir"

"The Establishment of a New Extraordinary Order"

"Pressure from the Nestors"

Chen Yan looked at the warden Chiken Phoenix, who was still staring at the screen with a piggy face and poked the → button, and silently entered the first file.

This document is not a complete document, but some kind of "telling" text.

The things in this document were written by Warden Chiken Phoenix for someone to read, almost all in plain language, mixed with strong personal emotions.

"Baal's skeleton almost came alive, and it's all your fault.

When you left Baal here, you said that you could eliminate the body of the most evil resentment, but I believed your nonsense.

It wasn't until last night that I realized that the body of the most evil resentment cannot be eliminated. It has already coexisted with the prison. As long as the prison exists, it will exist forever.

Last night, a curse in the prison disappeared. I don’t know if it was broken or transferred. In short, it just disappeared. This is the best news I have heard since I entered the prison.

As for how it disappeared, I don't know, and I don't care. I only care about whether this dilapidated prison can continue to operate like this.

In short, the curse disappeared, the power of the most evil resentment body was hit, and it hibernated, so the massacre last night was much more crazy than we imagined, not one damned person was left, and one who didn't deserve to die was also dead. Blockbuster.

Fortunately, you confessed that those people must be killed, all of them are already dead.

I burned their bodies in the center of the cell area, and according to your instructions, I sprinkled tin powder on the flames generated by the burning, and there were almost no traces of burning—at least mortals would never be able to see it.

As for the extra victims...it's not my fault, it's the curse that suddenly disappeared.

The remaining power in Baal's skeleton is constantly being corroded by the most evil and resentful body. I don't think the old guy can last long. Even if he is a [Holy Monk] whose heart is almost fully awakened, he can't survive the continuous corrosion. .

If Baal's skeleton is completely useless, the most evil and resentful body will completely control this prison—you know, its ability is much stronger than mine. The ugliness of human nature can also make most people driven by it.

At that time, don't even think about the outsourcing of canteens and the bidding of cameras, they will all be ruined by it.

How will we make money then?

I can't make any money for the higher-ups, so I should get out of this position, and then you will have to live tight.

I need the help of the choir, but I don't know that group of magicians well.

I have heard before that a certain mysterious experiment conducted by the choral group can activate the soul of a special transcendent whose heart is the organ of inspiration, allowing the six-stage [Holy Monk] to further awaken into a seven-stage [Heretic].

Barr is dead, and physical promotion is impossible, but maybe its remains can last for a while, at least until we finish the money.

The situation outside is not good, there are too many bankruptcies in business, and the damn workers in the lower city are still making trouble all day long-at this juncture, if you want to do business outside, it is too easy to be punished by others, I dare not.

Now in prison, if you can make a fortune, you can make another fortune.

After this sum is scooped up, if the most evil and resentful thoughts can't be suppressed anymore, I'm more than willing to leave and make room for the kid you sent. "

(End of this chapter)