Chapter 577 Summoning

Rikers Island Prison, New York.

At night, all kinds of noises and screams filled the entire prison.

As the largest prison in New York City, Rikers Island Prison also houses the largest number of criminals in New York.

There are more than 10,000 criminals in custody. Although there are suspects awaiting trial, most of them are convicted criminals. The reasons for their imprisonment are varied, ranging from the lightest burglary to murder and drug production. Shows the freedom and diversity of America.

Supervising so many criminals is a dangerous job even for Rikers Island prison guards.

After all, the criminals who end up at Rikers Island are not just white rabbits left to be slaughtered.

The kindness and beauty of prison only exist in movie fantasies. In real time, prison is never a beautiful place.

If there is any slack, riots will occur.

"Did you hear that?"

Standing at the prison gate, listening to the cries of criminals, a prison guard with a shaky hairline turned to the black prison guard beside him and said.

“…Mayor says he’s ready to close Rikers Island jail within ten years.”

"Close Rikers Island prison, is he crazy?!"

Upon hearing the news from his colleagues, the black prison guards immediately showed expressions of disbelief.

As the prison with the largest number of criminals in New York City, Rikers Island Prison could be closed at will. What if the guys behind him were locked up?

"Who knows, but I heard that the reason given by the mayor is that there are reports that the number of prisoners in New York City has dropped and security continues to improve, so the New York government believes that this is the most appropriate time to close Rikers Island Prison."

The prison guard shrugged his shoulders and recounted what he had read in the newspaper that morning.

"I think they all value the prison land, just for money."

The black prison guards were noncommittal.

Rikers Island is not only the largest prison in New York City, but it also represents a huge amount of money.

The closest LaGuardia Airport to the prison is not far away. If the city government can acquire more than 420 hectares of land at Rikers Island Prison, the expansion of the airport will be a major project.

"The prison officers' union will not agree with this decision."

There are unions for everything in the United States, even prison guards have their own union.

After all, they came to the prison to serve as guards not for any righteous reasons, but purely for money.

In the United States, a high-consumption country, once you leave money, your entire life is over.

Therefore, the purpose of the emergence of labor unions is to ensure workers’ rights, which simply means money.

Of course, the existence of unions is not entirely positive.

Many industries in the United States have lost everything due to the toughness of labor unions. The most representative one is the automobile industry. Because of the excessive toughness of labor unions and unlimited welfare requirements, the entire American automobile industry has suffered a huge blow. .

It is no exaggeration to say that the automobile industry union is the cancer that brought down the American automobile industry.

"Someone is visiting the prison."

Just as the two prison guards were killing time discussing the possibility of closing Rikers Island Prison in the future, the voice from the intercom interrupted their interest.

"What's the date?"

Hearing the words on the intercom, the black prison guard slapped his mouth, then pressed the call button and asked.

"Number 9554."

A concise number came from the intercom.

"9554?"

However, the black prison guard seemed a little concerned about this number.

"The one named Parker Robbins?"

"Parker Robbins, the serial killer from Brooklyn?"

On the side, the hairline prison guard couldn't help but say something.

As prison guards overseeing a prison with thousands of people, not all criminals can be called out by name.

Why the name Parker Robbins is so clear is naturally because of the crimes he committed, which are extremely rare even in prisons like Rikers Island Prison. In addition, Parker Robbins himself looks thin and There is a huge difference between violent and tall criminals in the traditional sense, which is why prison guards are so concerned.

"I heard that that guy is a super criminal who masters witchcraft. He was caught by the defenders of Hell's Kitchen and sent to Rikers Island?"

Frowning, the hairline prison guard thought about the various rumors about Parker Robbins, and then said.

"If Parker Robbins is really a super criminal who masters witchcraft, how could he still be imprisoned by us? He would have escaped from prison long ago."

The black prison guards obviously did not take what their colleagues said seriously.

"Maybe you're right."

Hearing the black prison guard's rebuttal, the hairline prison guard couldn't help but nodded.

After a few more words with the hairline prison guard standing guard, the black prison guard walked into the prison behind him at the urging of the intercom.

Naturally, it is impossible for more than tens of thousands of criminals to be imprisoned in one prison.

In this case, not only will it put great pressure on the manpower of prison guards, but once a riot occurs, it will become a disaster that is difficult to suppress.

Therefore, large prisons such as Rikers Island Prison are divided into about 10 prisons to separate prisoners of different genders and ages.

Many low-risk inmates are housed with dozens of people in a cell, with as many as 50 beds in a room, cramming these misdemeanor prisoners into the same room like sardines.

Of course, this is the treatment of these prisoners who have not committed high crimes.

A dangerous person like Parker Robbins who has dozens of lives on his body and has committed heinous crimes.

Rikers Island Prison does not dare to put him in the same cell as ordinary criminals. In fact, Rikers Island Prison will take special care of these prisoners with serious crimes and keep them in separate and narrow cells. room, minimizing the time these guys spend interacting with each other.

Even, if possible, the prison did not want to give Parker Robbins even the so-called visiting time in front of him.

Unfortunately, due to the over-hyping of human rights and freedoms, human rights have become prevalent even in prisons in recent years.

Therefore, even for a person as heinous as Parker Robbins, the prison must protect his rights, including the indispensable right of surveillance.

Bang!

"Be quiet!"

Passing through the prison corridor where various dangerous criminals were imprisoned, the black prison guard banged on the railing and shouted at the criminals who kept making strange screams in the prison.

"Parker Robbins, someone's here to see you again."

Ignoring all the curses coming from the prison, the black prison guard came to a small prison door and stopped. Through the narrow bars and iron windows on the prison iron door, which could only vaguely reveal his eyes, he saw Parker Rowe. Binns' figure writhing in the shadows.

"What is he doing?"

She shouted to Parker Robbins in the prison, only to find that he turned a blind eye to her shouts.

The black prison guard couldn't help turning his head and asked the patrolling prison guard nearby.

"Who knows."

Shrugging, the patrolling prison guard obviously didn't know Parker Robbins' situation.

Of course, this is normal. After all, there are so many places in the prison that need to be patrolled, and it is impossible for him to stare at Parker Robbins.

"Parker Robbins, get ready to go to the visiting room!"

Hearing the patrol guard's answer, the black prison guard nodded clearly, stretched out his baton and knocked hard on the iron door of the prison, and at the same time put his hand on his waist to signal the patrol guard beside him to open the door.

Squeak!

Under the gaze of the black prison guard, the patrol prison guard opened the iron door of the prison where Parker Robbins was located. With the harsh sound of the iron door turning, the dim light of the prison corridor entered the Parker Robbins Prison. The black prison guard Only then did I notice that the wall in Parker Robbins' prison room seemed to be covered with something densely written.

"I'm ready."

However, before the black prison guard could take a closer look at what was written in the cell.

Parker Robbins' figure came to the door of the cell, blocking the black prison guard's view.

Click, click!

Taking out the handcuffs and cuffing Parker Robbins's hands again, the black prison guard turned his head and glanced at the iron door of the cell that had been re-closed by the patrolling prison guard. Then he put away the slight feeling of uneasiness that had arisen in his heart for no apparent reason and took Parker with him. ·Robbins walked towards the visiting room step by step.

…

"You're finally here, Parker!"

Prison, visiting room.

John King looked at Parker Robbins across the bulletproof glass with a forced smile on his face. It was obvious that he was suffering a lot in his heart while waiting for his second prison visit.

Looking at Parker Robbins in the visiting room, John King reached into his shirt and exposed his diary.

"I've got the diary, so what should I do next to send the diary to you in prison?"

"You don't need to give it to me."

Sitting on the chair in the visiting room, Parker Robbins looked at John King opposite and gave a meaningful answer.

"What?!"

Facing Parker Robbins's reply, before John King could make any changes in his expression, he suddenly felt a lightness in his chest, and the place where the diary was originally hidden was now empty.

Reaching out to touch the shirt where the log had disappeared, John King looked at Parker Robbins in the visiting room with an expression full of astonishment and shock.

"In fact, when we met, I already had the logs."

Silently speaking to John King in front of him, Parker Robbins got the diary he wanted. Parker Robbins seemed to have no intention of staying in the visiting room any longer. He stood up on his own initiative and asked in the surprised eyes of the prison guards behind him. request to go back to prison.

…

Bang!

Back in the cell, with the harsh sound of the iron door closing, the light in the room was once again occupied by darkness.

Sitting on the bed that was only one person wide, Parker Robbins listened to the footsteps of the patrolling prison guards getting farther and farther away until they disappeared. Then he slowly reached into the collar of his jacket to remove the diary hidden on his body. 3 Take it out.

"Haha, Parker Robbins, you look really embarrassed now..."

As Parker Robbins' eyes fell on Diary 3 in his hand, his forehead began to flash a faint eye symbol, and at the same time [Bill Sever]'s voice sounded in his ears.

"Help me, [Bill Safer]!"

It was not until this time that the expression on Parker Robbins' face began to change.

After being defeated by the defenders, burning the Red Hood and being imprisoned, the reason why Parker Robbins never showed despair was precisely because he still had Diary 3 in his hand, and he knew that with [Bill The power of Seve can definitely help him get out of this damn prison.

"I've already helped you once, Parker Robbins."

Facing Parker Robbins's request, [Bill Sever] sounded a little casual.

"This time it's you who screwed it all up."

"I know, but [Bill Sever] we have a deal. If I am always in jail, how can I help you complete the deal?"

"..."

"This is indeed a big problem."

Parker Robbins’ words seemed to have successfully convinced [Bill Safer].

Its voice thought for a moment, and then spoke under the nervous gaze of Parker Robbins: "Okay, Parker Robbins, I have to admit that this is a bargaining chip that I can't refuse. In order to make the deal If it can be completed smoothly, I agree to your request and make an exception to help you again..."

Hearing [Bill Sever]'s answer, Parker Robbins' heart was relieved.

As [Bill Sever]'s voice fell, the flashing eye symbol on Parker Robbins's forehead gradually dimmed, and at the same time, Log 3 in his hand began to turn automatically without wind.

Various weird supernatural patterns emerged from the constantly turning logs, which were various supernatural creatures recorded in the logs. Among the many pages, Parker Robbins seemed to see traces of a missing page, but because the logs were flipped too much, The reason for this was that he was not sure whether what he saw was real or if he simply saw it wrong.

There was no time to think about what he had seen before. As the diary was turned over, on the wall of the cell where Parker Robbins was, the strange words he had written during this period began to glow with a faint red light. In the center of the words An eye mark exactly like the one on his forehead appeared on a triangular pattern.

The eyes on the pattern blinked, and instantly the words in these cells seemed to be swimming with life, being absorbed by the eyes of the triangular pattern like a whirlpool.

boom--

In the cell, a dazzling red light flashed away.

As the red light disappeared, Parker Robbins disappeared from the cell wall. Instead, a strange red hood on Parker Robbins appeared there.

"Now, it's your turn, Parker Robbins."

Raising his palm and feeling the powerful power that was lost and recovered, a smile just appeared on Parker Robbins' face.

Immediately afterwards, [Bill Sever]'s voice sounded in his ears again.

Click!

The next second, with a crisp turning sound, the closed iron door of the cell opened.

"Finish the rest of our deal, haha..."