Marvel turns into Iron Man

Miss Stark did not participate in Wilson Fisk's trial, so it is not clear what evidence Matt Murdoch has against him.

When she saw Fisk himself again, he had been transferred from the New York City Police Department's cell to a real prison.

This prison is located on the waterfront of Long Island, New York—isn't it ridiculous that a prison is located in the wealthy area with the highest land price in New York?

However, the real world is so absurd. Here, a wealthy man named Leonard founded a private prison here.

This is a private prison specially set up for rich people, especially those who are punished, to serve their sentences, and it complies with federal law.

In society, the crime rate in all countries in the world is at a record high, and the expenditure on prisons in all countries in the world has also begun to increase.

However, in the free and democratic America, the problem of high crime rate and large number of prisoners has become more and more acute.

With more and more criminals, the government-funded public prisons are also falling into an embarrassing situation of underfunding and chaotic management.

In these dire conditions, the abuse of prisoners and the violence inside the prison have also become more and more frequent.

It is also against this background that the U.S. government can only choose to privatize prisons, so that private capital can save the prison industry.

The essence of prison privatization is still to use prisons as a tool for profit. With the permission of the state, they began to use prisoners to make money.

And some of the smart people naturally set their sights on those high-ranking officials and rich people who committed crimes.

Prisons have different meanings for different criminals, especially in the United States, where there is no upper limit on the law.

Some people were even sentenced to hundreds of years in prison for their crimes, and died of old age while serving their sentences in prison.

This also gives capital a place to operate—providing a high standard of living for the rich within a limited space.

Prison sentences are only meant to isolate these people from society, and under this premise, providing a high standard of living becomes a way to make money.

For example, here, a private prison covering an area of ​​[-] acres, has a prison body and supporting buildings that cost nearly one billion dollars.

Here, speaking about the conditions of serving a sentence for prisoners can also make most people serving sentences in prisons yearn for it.

Every cell here is as clean and tidy as the top luxury hotel apartment suites, and there are also dedicated cleaning staff.

In the room, all kinds of daily necessities are available, such as TV, refrigerator, cabinet-type air conditioner, washing machine, and even a personal computer.

The prison is surrounded by four hundred acres of forest, and even provides a gym, library, church, swimming pool, and even a barbecue party.

In this five-star luxury prison, the meals provided to prisoners are also prepared by chefs who are proficient in various meals.

From French cuisine to American fast food, no one will, or even limit, what prisoners choose to eat here.

This private luxury prison even welcomes foreign tourists to visit and experience life here, but the price is a little expensive.

Even if the freedom is restricted, the prison here, whether it is clothing, food, housing or anything else, is no worse than a top hotel.

The only thing required is that each prisoner pays five thousand dollars a day as the basis for enjoying all these high-quality sentences at the same time.

Yes, five thousand dollars is almost a month's salary for an ordinary person outside, but he can only stay here for one day.

It's just that the price of five thousand dollars is actually nothing to the people serving their sentences here.

They just lost their freedom to leave here according to federal law, but no one will restrict what they can do here.

Seriously, this luxury hotel-style prison even provides WiFi to the prisoners here.

And Miss Stark met Mr. Wilson Fisk in this prison for the rich.

Here, all parties in the prison did not choose to restrict outsiders from visiting the prison, as long as you can pay enough to visit the prison.

Outside the prison, on the neatly manicured [-]-acre lawn, not only an artificial lake was built.

Football fields, tennis courts, basically as long as you can think of outdoor sports venues, the prison has provided them thoughtfully.

Of course, it also includes this luxurious golf course that occupies most of the lawn.

After all, inmates serving sentences here bring in more than $100 million in benefits to the prison every day.

Wilson Fisk, dressed in autumn clothes, waved the slender golf club in his hand like no one else.

His huge body was in stark contrast to the club, and one couldn't help but wonder if the twig could really withstand his ravages?

"If my father was still alive, he would definitely put the pension here. Of course, the premise is that he broke the law."

The sudden female voice made Fisk stop, leaned the club in his hand against his neck, and turned around.

"I'm amazed, Mr. Fisk, that you have the means to transfer you here from the previous prison—vacation?"

Wilson Fisk has been on the streets for a long time, and anyone who approaches him will be noticed by him and become vigilant.

"I was just passing the time, Miss Stark, but I didn't expect you to come to see me."

It wasn't until he had confirmed that the person behind him was coming towards him that he turned around and looked at the person carefully.

"Mr. Fisk, I think you are living comfortably here, especially at this sensitive time."

"However, it is precisely because of this that I took advantage of the opportunity to make a lot of money. I should really thank you."

A smile appeared on Miss Stark's face, staring intently at Fisk's face, paying attention to his expression all the time.

Sure enough, when she said thank you, Wilson Fisk's facial muscles twitched violently.

Presumably, even in prison, he has been paying attention to the outside world and what he is doing.

Fisk's facial muscles twitched violently, and finally, he showed a smile inexplicably.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the eldest lady of a military industrial enterprise. Taking advantage of the chaos to sell arms is really something you will do."

"The stock index of Stark Industries Group has risen by a few points because of this incident, two percent, or three percent?"

As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he did not hide his contempt for this kind of speculation.

Smiling and laughing, Fisk stopped as if he suddenly remembered something, and instead walked slowly to Miss Stark.

"Next, it is foreseeable that the situation in New York City will be so chaotic that I don't even bother to manage it, so I don't plan to go out."

"I heard that you have gotten very close to the Osborne family recently. I would like to give you some advice. It is best not to trust that old guy too much."

The shadow brought by his huge figure in the sun enveloped her, slowly bent down, leaned against Miss Stark's ear and whispered.

"Oh, Norman—that means you know something about him, what do you know, Wilson?"

Miss Stark recited the name again, then raised her head and stared intently at Fisk's face.

"If you really want to find out what's going on, you better ask that old guy at Osborne."

PS:

There is indeed a prison in Long Island, but it is not as exaggerated as what I wrote. It is purely for the needs of the story, just for the needs of the story.