Chapter 269 Talking About Business
After the two entered the laboratory, an agent immediately ran over, saluted Fury, and then reported: "Report to the director, our prisoners are under surveillance."
He pointed with his finger at the constantly rotating hourglass, allowing people to see at a glance that it contained the prisoner he was talking about.
Fury turned his head and said to Bai Ye: "Mr. Flint Marr is here, but I have to remind you in advance that his temper is not very approachable."
"If you want to influence him like some heroes, then I advise you to give up. Most of the time, the high-pressure water gun is the only language he can understand."
As if to confirm what he said, the quicksand in the hourglass condensed into an angry face, seeming to roar something at the people in front of him, but the rustling sound was soon replaced by the rumbling of the machine. covered by sound.
Then after the sound subsided, the face was distorted and disappeared by the rotating hourglass. When it condensed again after a few seconds, the pain in it could be clearly seen.
"Ah, believe me." Bai Ye looked at the running machine and smiled. He was very familiar with this kind of thing, "I have a way to make him obey."
"Of course." Fury nodded.
At this moment, a scientist in a white coat walked over. He had a pair of intelligent eyes and was obviously an expert in this laboratory.
He nodded to Director Fury and Bai Ye, and then began to introduce their measures to manage this mass of sand.
"This ball of sand is the prisoner captured in today's special operation, known as the 'Sand Man'. His body is composed of a special kind of sand, which has abnormal morphological plasticity and self-healing capabilities. In order to ensure that he cannot escape , we designed this rotating hourglass monitoring system.”
The scientist pointed to the rotating hourglass and continued to explain: "This hourglass is equipped with a high-intensity electromagnetic field inside, which can limit the movement of the sandman. At the same time, repeated and continuous rotation can effectively prevent it from re-condensing. Surveillance cameras will also closely track the sandman." The human form ensures that he does not make any breakthrough attempts."
"In addition, this laboratory has been upgraded and improved multiple times to ensure the safety and control of Sandman."
His words also made people notice that the decoration of the laboratory was also quite special.
The walls are covered with high-tech equipment, and various monitoring screens display complex data and images. The hourglass in the center of the room is the obvious focal point, its golden frame glinting faintly in the light.
Bai Ye observed this unique monitoring system and nodded to express satisfaction with the scientist's explanation. This design is indeed very detailed and careful, taking full account of the Sandman's special abilities.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wonder: "If I hadn't come here, what would you have planned to do with the sand man and keep him here all the time?"
The scientist glanced at Bai Ye, shrugged, and didn't seem to care too much, and then replied easily: "Oh, he would have been subject to some special monitoring and experiments here. We will make him suffer a little and see how he can repair himself. How strong is the ability?”
"Then we will transfer him to the super prison above ground, where there will be more resources to manage him. After all, it costs a lot of money to run this machine every day."
"Fine."
Bai Ye couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. No wonder the Sinister Six would smash the prison where they were locked up and sneak out to continue doing bad things every once in a while. Most of the prisons on the ground were not able to perfectly house these super-powered criminals. Ability.
But this has nothing to do with me at the moment. New York City without super villains is not the real New York City.
He turned and said: "Let me have a chat with him. I need to confirm something before I take him away."
When the scientist heard this, he immediately turned to look at Fury. After receiving the latter's affirmative nod, he said to Bai Ye: "Of course, if this is the director's order."
After speaking, he picked up the control panel without any delay and pressed a series of buttons. Under his control, a humming sound began to emit from the roof, and then a huge glass room slowly lowered. This glass room looks strong and transparent, and can fully accommodate the entire hourglass.
When the glass room completely landed on the ground, several agents immediately took action. They carefully turned off the hourglass briefly, then moved it into the glass room and put it down before walking out.
The moment they left the glass room, the lid of the hourglass opened with a snap, and the quicksand grains rushed out and quickly condensed into the shape of a person. This man was wearing a green striped T-shirt and looked ordinary, but his eyes were full of anger.
His skin looked dull, as if it were made of fine sand, and there were golden veins running down his body like a river. His eyes flashed with intense anger, and his hands were made of quicksand, with nails as sharp as knives.
"Let me out of this cell. If you don't let me out, you will have something to eat when I get out!"
The Sandman struggled and roared, trying to smash the glass room with his fists, but the surface of the glass room was like solid crystal without any damage. His fist hit the glass hard, but it had no effect, leaving only a vague mark on the glass.
The agents outside watched calmly, they were used to this scene.
"I now believe what you just said, 'The only language that the Sandman can understand is the high-pressure water gun.'" Bai Ye ignored the Sandman who was running around in the glass room and condensing into various forms to break out of the door, and turned to Fury.
"Oh?" The latter cooperated very well with one eye and looked over, waiting for the next sentence.
"He looks like a low-IQ version of the genie of the magic lamp now." Bai Ye shook his head, strode to the front of the glass room, looked at the Sandman in the room with deep eyes and said:
"Flint Mal or William Baker, I don't care what your name is, for your own benefit, you'd better stop and listen to me quietly. I'm here to discuss a business with you."
"This business includes millions or even tens of millions of dollars worth of rewards, as well as your personal freedom." He continued, and the reward mentioned this time made the Sandman feel a little confused and excited.
The sandman stopped struggling. Although most of his body was still made of quicksand, he still condensed his head and stared at Bai Ye, asking: "Let's talk about a business deal?" The sandman's voice seemed to be made of sand and stone, somewhat magnetic, but full of doubts.