Chapter 132 Hannibal Lecter

Not only is his image and temperament incompatible with this place, but even his habit of killing is different from others.

When this man was locked up, Selena heard the two police officers escorting him talking about their cellmate.

"Did he really dig out the liver of the deceased?"

This is a young police officer asking.

"Yes, and after the forensic examination, it was said that there were obvious bite marks on the liver of the deceased, which matched perfectly with the teeth of the murderer!"

The other one was an old policeman who was quite old.

"Did he really eat...eat human liver?"

"No doubt, his face is unforgettable for all American police officers. He is Hannibal Lecter. Young police officers like you probably only heard his name."

"What! He is the legendary cannibal?"

The young police officer was shocked. He was lucky enough to escort this legendary criminal?

"Shh? Don't shout loudly. Look at your achievements."

The old police frowned. It's not okay to be so easily shocked in prison.

He didn't know about other prisons, but in Gotham, those who could enter Blackgate Prison were not ordinary prisoners, and were even called a stepping stone to Arkham.

Many people in Arkham Asylum were promoted from Blackgate.

This young man made a fuss over a mere Hannibal, what will he do in the future?

The young police officer immediately covered his mouth. It was not surprising that he had such a reaction, because Hannibal's name was known to everyone in the American police academy.

This gourmet who loved human flesh was even known as one of the most terrifying serial killers in history.

As for other strange super criminals, students would not be told about them in general police academies because it was too easy to get into trouble.

There was a precedent in Gotham.

The mayor once ignored Gordon's dissuasion and included the Joker incident eight years ago in the textbooks of the Gotham Police Academy. As a result, a large number of Joker imitating criminals emerged two or three years later.

And those years happened to be the most difficult period for GCPD to recruit new members.

So the mayor was forced to cancel this education policy in the third year...

"I heard that an FBI detective has been chasing Hannibal for ten years, but there has been no clue. How come Hannibal was suddenly caught now and sent to us?"

The young police officer suddenly asked curiously.

"Who caught him and who sent him to Blackgate Prison? Was it Batman?"

"In fact, I think it is more appropriate for Hannibal to be imprisoned in Arkham Asylum."

"No one caught Hannibal. I heard that he was caught killing people on the street and taking their livers, and then he was sent directly to us."

The old policeman shook his head, saying that he didn't know what was going on.

"Strangely, after Hannibal was caught committing the crime, he did not run away, but waited for the police to catch him."

"He was sent to GCPD about thirty minutes later, but no matter how Commissioner Gordon interrogated him, Hannibal did not say a word, and kept his current expression, a terrifying smile."

Speaking of this, the old policeman couldn't help shivering, Hannibal's smile was as cold as ice in winter.

Just thinking about it makes people feel cold.

"You are right, Blackgate Prison is not suitable for prisoners like Hannibal. The warden has contacted Arkham Asylum, and it won't be long before the most trustworthy person comes to transfer Hannibal to Arkham."

At this time, the old policeman looked at his watch, "Enough, we have spent a lot of time chatting, it's time to get back to work."

So the young policeman followed the old policeman out.

Their responsibility is to guard the door of this cell.

Hannibal and Catwoman were imprisoned at the bottom of Blackgate Prison. There was no other structure except a long corridor, and there were long rows of cells on both sides of the corridor.

Each cell was separated by a solid and heavy iron fence, and there was a half-meter gap between each other.

Because only the two outermost walls were built with concrete, each cell was absolutely transparent, with no dead corners and no windows.

The ventilation vent was at the end of the corridor, about two meters away from the last two cells.

This corridor was forty-seven meters from the front to the end.

The iron fence of each cell close to the corridor was two meters long, and the width from the iron fence to the wall was three meters. The area of ​​each cell was six square meters.

Therefore, there were a total of thirty-six cells on both sides of the corridor.

But this does not mean that there were only thirty-six prisoners, because the first thirty cells were "double beds" or even "triple beds".

There were as many as seventy or eighty prisoners.

Only three of the six cells were occupied.

Catwoman and Hannibal were the second ones, and their cells were right next to each other.

Selina's cell was the second to last on the left, and Hannibal's was the last.

"Hello, I think you are Selina Kyle."

Soon, Hannibal began to talk to Selina, and his words and deeds were very polite.

Every move revealed the term gentleman.

Of course, it also made Selina think of the culprit who sent her here.

The strangest thing was that she couldn't hate that guy.

"Mr. Lecter, I never thought that I would be imprisoned in the same prison with you one day. You may have eaten more people than I have stolen. Your crime should be more serious than mine."

Selina smiled and responded to Hannibal, but what she said didn't seem so friendly.

"Hehe, they want to send me somewhere else later because they don't have the confidence to lock me up."

Hannibal was not angry at all and continued to talk to Selina in a friendly manner.

"I'm just curious why they don't send it themselves?"

"They are afraid to escort you. No one knows whether you will break free and eat the two policemen escorting you during transportation."

Selina told the truth.

"You are very smart, Miss Kyle. Young girls like you usually go on the road of crime because they are either driven by momentary desire or have a tragic past."

Hannibal stared into Selina's eyes.

"But you are very special. Not only do you have a tragic past, but you have also received professional training. Your skills and proficiency in various technological tools are obviously not something you can learn by hanging out on the streets."

"What's even more strange is that as a bandit, your own residence is so shabby that it makes people feel distressed. Where did all the priceless jewels you stole go?"

"This has nothing to do with you!"

Selina said coldly.

"Instead of asking about my past, let's talk business. I don't believe the police have the ability to catch you, so you must have some purpose in coming here."

"Did Daggett ask you to come?"

"No, you may not know in prison, Daggett is finished, Bruce Wayne took back all the shares of Wayne Enterprises from him."

"He only has the Lakin Data Company, which has been losing money every year, and it will declare bankruptcy soon."

To Catwoman's surprise, Hannibal shook his head.

"The person who really wants to see you is called Bane..."