PART 46

After Harlene left, the prison guards did not transfer Jason to a cell but left him waiting in the interrogation room.

Jason furrowed his brow. "Is anyone still coming for an interview at this hour?"

His doubts were soon answered when James Wesley entered the room wearing a suit, shiny leather shoes, and black-rimmed glasses.

Jason was surprised to see him. He had considered many possibilities but didn't expect Wesley to visit him.

Jason guessed his intention right away. The two sat across from each other, silent for a moment.

After a long stare, Wesley finally spoke. "Jason, how have you been?"

Jason replied casually, "Not bad. I have food, drink, and a place to sleep here. People talk to me every day, and I don't have to worry about being hunted down. It's decent."

Wesley got straight to the point. "You're a smart guy, Jason. You probably know why I'm here."

Jason snorted. "Haha, why didn't that old dog Kingpin come in person?"

"He's busy."

"With what? Isn't New York cracking down these days?"

"I can't disclose private matters."

"Private? Is he talking about his girlfriends again?"

Wesley coughed awkwardly. "Perhaps."

"Did he succeed? Is it a man or a woman? Black or white or brown?"

Wesley adjusted his glasses. "Let's focus, Jason. I'm here on Kingpin's behalf for a trade."

"A trade? I'm in jail, what can he offer me as an underworld boss?"

Wesley's eyes lit up. "So that secret does exist."

"I'm full of secrets, and there's a big secret in my pants. Which one do you want to see first?"

"Don't play dumb. It's about increasing your speed, strength, and fighting skills in just a few days."

Fighting skills can be learned overnight, but strength and speed require constant practice. Kingpin, a fighting maniac, understands this well and is interested in Jason's secret.

"The secret exists, but what can kingdom give me?"

"We can..."

"Stop! Let me interrupt. I don't want to hear anything about improving my life in prison. I hear that every day, and it's tiresome. If I reveal even a little bit of information to them, I'll be treated like a king. So please come up with something fresh."

Wesley rubbed his temples in frustration. He had expected this trip to be challenging, but Jason had become even more difficult after spending a few days in prison.

The scene takes place in a dimly lit room within a prison office building.

In the center of the room, there is a dining table that is three meters long and one meter wide. Several candles are placed on the table, and it is filled with various exotic foods.

Two individuals sit opposite each other, and Daniel introduces the origin of these dishes to Harlene in turn.

"This is Japanese grilled wagyu beef, this is Australian sirloin steak, this is French baked snails and foie gras caviar, this is Russian grilled sausage, this is New Zealand's oysters, this is Chinese mapo tofu…"

Harlene covers her mouth with a moved smile on her face.

Daniel explains, "I don't know what you like to eat. This is food from all over the world that I found in New York. I hope it suits your taste."

Harlene folds her hands together and says excitedly, "Daniel, thank you for the sumptuous dinner you prepared."

Daniel waves his hand and says proudly, "Don't rush to say thank you, the protagonist hasn't appeared yet."

Saying that, he carefully takes out a bottle of red wine: "This is the red wine of Chateau Lafite, from 1982, I have never been willing to drink it."

Using a corkscrew to open the red wine, Daniel gets up and pours red wine for the two of them, then raises his glass and says, "cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The wine has gone through three inspections of dishes and five flavors.

With Harlene's conscious toasting, a bottle of Lafite is quickly drained.

The cheeks of both of them are a little red, but obviously, Daniel is in much better condition, while Harlene is a little drunk.

"Daniel, the wine is gone."

Harlene tilts her head and throws the empty wine glass on the table.

Seeing her half-drunk and half-awake appearance, Daniel can't stop laughing.

Hehe, drunk, there is hope tonight.

"Wait a minute, I still have a lot of fine wine in my collection."

After speaking, he walks into the office and takes out a few bottles of whiskey from his collection.

Wine first and then whiskey, he obviously wants to get Harlene drunk.

Dinner continues.

After drinking three bottles of whiskey in a row, the two sides are about to reach their limit.

Harlene glances at the watch.

9:35!

There are only 25 minutes left until the time for the robbery.

She stands up and walks out staggeringly. Daniel hurries over to help her.

"Harlene, you're drunk. I'll take you home."

"No, I'm not drunk. I haven't seen what a prison in the middle of the night is like. Take me to see it."

"Okay! I'll accompany you if you want."

The two help each other and stagger to the surveillance room. Harlene points to the door and says, "I'm a doctor, and I can't let the prisoners see me drunk. Let's go to the surveillance room."

Daniel's brain is in chaos, and without thinking much, he takes her and knocks on the door of the monitoring room.

The monitoring room is heavily guarded. In order to prevent prisoners from rioting and robbing the monitoring room, this heavy iron door can only be opened from the inside.

"Prisoner, who are you?"

The seven prison guards on the night shift look at the two dumbly.

"Dr. Harlene wants to write a dissertation on the prison, and I'll take her to visit."

Daniel lies casually, then takes Harlene's hand and walks to the surveillance screen.

The large monitoring screen is divided into fifty small screens that rotate every 20 seconds, monitoring all areas inside and outside the prison without any blind spots.

Harlin's blurry eyes quickly snapped open as she took mental note of everything she saw.

"Honey, what are these buttons for?" she asked.

Daniel paused to take a drink before explaining, "These are the switches that control the cell doors. When the prisoners need to be let out, they use this button to open the cell door."

"What about the ones next to you?"

"These are the switches that control the prison gates. If there's a riot in one area, we can close off that section by pressing this button, and the nozzle at the top can spray tear gas to subdue them."

"What does this one do?"

Curiosity got the best of Harleen as she bombarded Daniel with questions about the operations in the monitoring room. Daniel patiently answered them all.

Although several prison guards knew the director's behavior was inappropriate, they didn't dare speak up. It wouldn't be wise to undermine the boss's authority in such a setting.

"Got it," Harlin said after learning about all the operations in the monitoring room. She quietly maneuvered between the two guards and touched the guard's gun.