Bruce Malone, a man of great build but not great looks.

In his memory, he was a well-known private detective ten years ago, but his business gradually failed. He continued to make a living in the underground world of Gotan by relying on his cleverness. He wandered among various gangs in Gotan, stole things, organized small robberies, and could barely make ends meet.

He has good fighting skills and due to his experience as a detective, he also has good observation skills. He hates the upper class society of Brother Tan, otherwise with his intelligence he might be able to find opportunities to climb up.

Now, he has been sentenced to three years in prison at Blackgate Prison for stealing three luxury cars.

If Bruce had money and the rich man wasn't so persistent, maybe he could pay for bail, but of course he has no money and no connections.

But before he was officially imprisoned, he got a chance——

Someone asked him to investigate the warden Bella Bediwen in prison. After a week, the other party would find a way to contact him. If he could get any valuable information during the week, the other party would release him on bail.

He only has one week.

A police car carrying new prisoners drove into Blackgate Prison.

The prisoners in their batch were driven off the bus one by one. Bruce looked up at the sky and then followed the people in front.

He would have to stay in a place without sky for at least a week, but if there were no problems with the rules and regulations of Blackgate Prison, he would be able to have a reasonable half-hour of exercise time every day.

After undergoing a series of physical examinations, the new arrivals were taken to their respective cells.

Bruce observed secretly and found that the newcomers were locked up together with other newcomers, instead of being put into cells filled with old inmates like in ordinary prisons.

Bruce frowned; his investigation had started off badly.

Surrounded by newcomers, his roommates, like him, had no idea what was going on in prison.

This is a six-person cell. When the door is closed, the only way to see what is going on inside the room is through the observation hole at the cell door. In other words, as long as they don't make too much noise, in such a cell, the prisoners can quickly confirm their subordinate relationships through force.

Bruce stood there. Half an hour later, the prison guards would take them to the cafeteria.

However, because they were all new, they looked at each other warily.

The person on the far right suddenly attacked and injured someone, and the dormitory became a mess in a few seconds.

So what if they are all newcomers? Some people have long been familiar with using beast-like methods to ensure their own interests. No matter which room they are placed in, they will use their fists.

Bruce paused in making the bed.

He glanced at the people fighting from the corner of his eye, and almost instantly thought about how to stop their fight without leaving any wounds and making them feel scared.

These people were charged with crimes including robbery and injury, malicious attacks on police officers, murder of their own wives, and involvement in arms smuggling. He didn't mind teaching these scum a lesson.

Half an hour later, the six-person dormitory determined their subordinate relationships. Their new boss was named——

"Matchstick Malone"

After one of them gave them a kick to keep themselves in line, Bruce finished making his bed, and the prison guards came to invite them to the cafeteria.

The prison guards at Blackgate Prison are all seasoned veterans, and the one in front of him could tell what had happened in the dormitory at a glance, even though Bruce had no obvious injuries.

He chuckled and said, "If your dormitory wants to participate in the civilized dormitory competition, no one must be sent to the infirmary within a week."

Bruce followed him with his head down, then raised his head slightly and asked, "Evaluation?"

"Yes," the prison guard seemed to admire him and said a few more words, "once a week, it's set by the warden. The performance of the prisoners in the dormitory will be taken into consideration. If you can get the top few, you can get an easier job or a dormitory with better living conditions."

Bruce didn't take it seriously—aren't the best rooms in the prison the insane wing? Everyone has a cell.

The prison guard didn't say much more.

The cell doors opened one by one, and the prisoners would eat in three batches. Bruce instinctively looked around when he entered the cafeteria: he heard that Penguin Man and Black Mask were also imprisoned in Blackgate Prison, but at this time, he did not find them in the cafeteria.

Are they dining alone, or are they not part of this group?

Bruce thought.

After dinner, they can have half an hour of exercise time, but observing the number of people in the yard, it can be found that exercise seems to be divided into batches. After all, there are too many prisoners in the entire prison.

Bruce sent his new recruits out and took a walk around himself, collecting information covertly.

He discovered that the prisoners taking a break here were also new prisoners, most of whom had been in prison for less than three months.

——This is also the new rule of the warden.

——The warden seems to be separating the old prisoners from the new prisoners. Why?

After the exercise session was over, they were taken to participate in the labor.

The labor content is to fold envelopes and paper boxes. The prisoners in the prison often do these manual jobs that require a lot of labor. While they are working, the safety bolts of the armed guards are open, and the muzzles of the guns sweep over all the prisoners from time to time. Even Bruce dare not make any big movements.

It was as if they were holding bombs instead of cardboard boxes, and if anyone made any unusual movements, the guards would open fire immediately.

Since there were no experienced old prisoners (with experience in resisting prison rules) around us, the labor this time went smoothly and no one resisted, but it was a bit boring and annoying.

After the work hours were over, they were not taken back to prison immediately. The prison guard stood in front and scanned everyone's face: "Next, you will go back to the cell to rest, and then it will be dinner time. But if anyone is willing to take on some extra work, after dinner, these people can have the right to go to the library to read books for two hours."

In the boring prison life, going to the library to read books has become a luxury.

Bruce's heart moved and he raised his hand. He didn't necessarily want to go to the library, but he was curious about what this "extra work" was. He only had seven days and had to seize every opportunity.

After him, three more people raised their hands hesitantly. The prison guard remained calm. After driving everyone else out, he took them to the logistics warehouse to get cleaning tools.

Along the way, Bruce was remembering the functions of the roads and rooms, and comparing them in his mind with the map he obtained before he was imprisoned.

They walked a little further, Bruce's brows furrowed slightly, and he guessed what was ahead -

The prison guard stopped in front of a metal gate and said to them, "The area ahead is where the mentally ill are held."

"Wait," the tall and thin man beside Bruce tightened his grip on the mop, "This is where the criminals in Arkham are kept. Are we going to clean up the place where these mentally ill people live!?"

His expression said he quit.

The prison guard looked at him coldly and raised the corner of his lips: "You don't want to?"

The man nodded immediately, and the other three, except Bruce, also showed hesitant expressions.

Prison guard: "You don't have to clean up, but everyone else has their own work. I can't let you go back alone, nor can I send you back specially."

What to do?

The prison guard continued, "So when A07S1771 is cleaning, I will find an empty cell and lock you three up in it. After the cleaning is complete, I will take the four of you back together. Is that a problem?" A07S1771 is Bruce's number.

The three people's expressions froze. For a moment, they didn't know whether cleaning the residence of a mentally ill person was more terrifying, or being locked up in the mentally ill ward with a mentally ill person next door was more terrifying.

Seeing that they no longer objected, the prison police used iris and facial recognition, and then confirmed their fingerprints, and then the metal door in front of them slowly opened.

Bruce noticed that there were three metal doors, separated from the area for normal criminals by a seven-meter-high wall and gate.

He silently carried the bucket and mop, followed the prison guard, and lowered his head slightly.

Just today, the Arkham criminals were sent here, the same batch as Bruce.

However, it seems that this prison guard in front of him is not his first time here. The patrol in Arkham District seems to be much stricter than that in normal prisons. Bruce can see three surveillance cameras aimed at his face as soon as he looks up.

"There was a small accident while escorting the prisoners," the prison guard said calmly, "You are responsible for cleaning up the bloodstains in the corridor."

…

Batcave.

Dick and Tim huddled together, staring at the location marker on the map.

For the sake of authenticity, and because Bruce was truly hypnotized, they did not place any monitoring or recording devices on him. Perhaps Bruce would discover the small props on his body before being discovered by the prison.

So, Batman is in prison, and the only unusual item is a tracking device hidden in his teeth.

Today, the location is shown by the location device as a mentally ill criminal area.

Tim and Dick looked at each other.

"Bruce...has this been discovered or not?"

Why was he sent to the mental hospital on his first day in prison? Or was it because his memory was modified that Bruce became particularly reckless and intended to sneak into Arkham District on his first day?

Both of them felt a little uneasy, but since they were outside, they didn't know what the situation was like in prison.

...I hope there won't be any changes.

However, variables can arise at any time.

In fact, because Weiwei has to be both the warden and the mayor, and also has to complete various daily tasks to upgrade her skills, and walk around the city from time to time to patrol her own East District, her daily gaming life is quite busy.

After all, it is a game, and even if there are no tasks, players can count the items in their packages for a whole day.

Therefore, she doesn’t actually pay attention to what happens in prison all the time——

When taking in new criminals, her focus is naturally on Arkham criminals.

Three days before the reception, Weiwei organized the prison guards to nail every room in the Arkham area, but they only nailed five sides, leaving the side with the door untouched.

Her focus naturally fell on several familiar criminals such as Xiao Chou and Bain. For these big jailbreaks, it would not be excessive to pay more attention to them.

During the three days of rectification, apart from installing nails, Weiwei was strengthening the system. She found that there were actually many things to learn from the design of Arkham Asylum.

For example, if the cell door is maliciously broken, the vent above will spray in anesthetic gas, knocking the prisoner out.

For example, Arkham has the best automatic fire extinguishing device, probably due to its experience in dealing with explosions.

...There are so many things, and they are all places where we can learn.

Therefore, during this period of time, Weiwei used the identity of the prison warden to stay in Arkham openly. In the eyes of others, this prison warden was very attentive and personally supervised the transfer of prisoners.

Now the transfer is basically completed, but she stayed in Arkham. At this time, she sat on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor of Arkham and opened the map, ready to see how her prisoners are doing, whether they are in a good mood, whether they can sleep well - it would be even better if they are in a bad mood.

She opened the map of the psychiatric ward and zoomed in.

——Arkham criminals are easy to identify. The occupations above their heads are either [Criminal Psycho], or they have titles such as [Ugly Guy] or [Poison Ivy], similar to Batman and Nightwing, which are particularly impressive.

So Weiwei glanced over and fell into deep thought.

Who is this [Matchstick Malone]?

Is there a criminal with a title who has escaped?

If someone escapes from prison, the prison police will definitely notify her immediately.

"That's a character similar to Black Mask..." Weiwei held her chin up with a puzzled look on her face, "But I've never heard of him, never mind..."

"Let the prison guards lock him up first."

Bruce walked carefully through the prisoners' rooms. After they cleaned the bloodstains on the wall, they had to enter the prisoners' rooms to clean. The others were scattered everywhere, and Bruce was taken to the deepest part of the mental hospital - the territory of those super villains.

Bruce guessed that the prison guard in front of him probably had a good impression of him.

In prison, even leaving a good impression on the prison guards is not a good thing.

In front of him was a translucent cell, with three walls and one bulletproof glass. Inside the cell, a green-haired man was playing with his fingers in boredom. Bruce recognized him as the dangerous criminal from Gotham, Xiao Chou!

Bruce lowered his eyes and stared at the bucket he was carrying.

The prison guard suddenly paused, and he put on his earphone to listen to what the person on the other end was saying.

"What!?"

The prison guard turned his head sharply and stared at Bruce.

Bruce's heart skipped a beat, and his intuition told him that something bad had happened.

"You——" the prison guard said coldly, "Come with me!"

He was pushed into an empty room diagonally opposite Xiao Chou, and then the prison guard said, "Boy, your cell has been changed. From now on, you will serve your sentence here!"

Bruce frowned: Has he been discovered? What went wrong?

Even though Bruce tried to communicate with the prison guard, the prison guard was unwilling to talk and left in a hurry.

The man in the cell opposite who was playing with his fingers turned over and stared at Bruce, his bored expression slowly changing.

He gave a weird smile.