Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

"Maybe." Mr. Wayne replied with an expression of disapproval, raising his eyebrows.

Zhang Dianyu confronted Mr. Wayne with a smile on his face.

With tacit expressions, the two used adult topic-changing skills.

Zhang Dianyu gestured to the iron gate in the corner like an orangutan: "After this closed door, there is the famous lunatic——Arkham's transfer prisoner clown."

A room was partitioned from the corner of the morgue. It was a thick, dark gray iron door. Zhang Dianyu hesitated for a moment and asked the accompanying guard to open the small window for delivery of meals.

By the way, let the guard take this opportunity to stuff the clown in a dinner plate, show Batman the feeding behavior, and plan to seal the door with a concrete wall when he leaves.

The only problem is that Mr. Wayne proposed to borrow the engineering team. I am afraid it will not be so easy to tear down the wall and build it.

And there is the most important thing-can one more wall, or two, really stop the mental illness of the clown?

Zhang Dianyu couldn't help but opened the map again.

The state of the Joker has not changed, he is still happy, and the demand is still only a deck of playing cards.

The guard forcefully opened the small delivery window, and the harsh metal friction interrupted Zhang Dianyu's thoughts.

"402001, eat!"

The pixel villain guards on the map actually look exactly like real humans, but their behavior is obviously not so realistic, and their tone is rigid and rigid.

There was no response in the small window, and a few seconds later, there was a pleasant chuckle.

Except that the laughter was unpleasant, even with a little rust-like hoarseness and sharpness.

"I smell a familiar smell..." The clown hummed lowly, as if talking to himself.

The guard did not understand the style at all: "402001, eat!"

Zhang Dianyu thought about it, the clown's sense of smell is very sensitive?

Guard: "402001, eat!"

Zhang Dianyu: "...Don't shout anymore."

The guard slammed his heels together with his feet together, and saluted: "Yes, Mr. Warden!"

A pair of dark green pupils appeared at the food delivery port, and the clown grinned and stretched his tone: "Oh-warden?"

The guards dutifully walked over to "Swipe La" and closed the small window for delivery, and locked it outside.

"..."

Zhang Dianyu stopped talking and thought for a while and said to the guard: "You... go to the kitchen these two days to help move the ingredients, and you will come back on duty after I agree."

It's impossible for the clown not to mess up these days. This nasty pixel villain who didn't let him make a declaration may have been on his blacklist.

The guard's expression remained unchanged, and he saluted and said, "Yes, Mr. Warden."

Then he turned around and walked out of the morgue. He has now been sent to the kitchen, but he will not ask why.

Wayne next to Zhang Dianyu took a look.

Zhang Dianyu pretended not to see it, so when he looked around, he happened to see a piece of paper stuck out under the door of the confinement room, which seemed to have written on it.

Zhang Dianyu bent down and stretched out his hand to pick up the note. The expression of Wayne next to him changed and he immediately blocked his arm.

"Wait, maybe it's a trap."

This reaction speed was a bit quicker, and it collapsed his disguised tired and lazy persona.

But Zhang Dianyu did not collapse. He calmly pushed Wayne's hand away, picked up the piece of paper, and wrote a line on it: "I forgot the playing cards with me, Mr. Warden."

The other guard just walked into the morgue and stood guard next to him, replacing the nasty critic just now.

"Do you have a pen?" Zhang Dianyu asked him.

The guard took out a pen and handed it to him. Zhang Dianyu replied on the note and stuffed it back under the crack of the door.

Then he said to the guard: "The door gap is too big, let the engineering team seal it with cement."

Wayne: "..."

The last note was: Don’t worry, Mr. Clown, it will be confiscated if you take it.

Zhang Dianyu turned a blind eye to Mr. Wayne's wonderful face: "As you can see, Mr. Wayne, the clown is very safe here, as are the others."

Wayne paused: "Mr. Warden, I noticed... he still has a pen in his hand?"

The pen can be turned into a murder weapon in the hands of the right person—the clown is just right.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, this is true.

However, the prison has not yet set up an admission inspection room, that is, the prisoner is stripped out and searched for the contents.After the inspection, their personal belongings will be sealed up and can only be taken away when they are released from prison.

But the guards in the prison are a bit naive, let alone let the clown bring in a pen, maybe there is something else.

No—almost certainly.

Unexpectedly, Wayne did not continue to delve into it, but turned to the topic of the engineering team: "Mr. Warden, the vacation villa matter will trouble the engineering team in the prison." He showed a very satisfied look, as if Zhang Dianyu really. It was to show him the efficiency of the engineering team.

"Await your instructions at any time, Mr. Wayne." Zhang Dianyu shook hands with him sincerely.

Obviously, Wayne didn't have high expectations for the prison. The Joker just brought a pen, and he had brought in more exciting things in Arkham.

In this prison that can't even install an electronic control door... Obviously there will be no such rigorous search.

"But I heard," Wayne said suddenly, "Some media may be interested in you recently. After all-many boring people will also pay attention to the new trend of clown placement."

Zhang Dianyu glanced at Wayne, with a smile on his face-the media you are talking about, I am afraid it is not some of your reporter friends.

He sincerely thanked the other party: "Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Wayne. But everything in the prison can be completely open to the public-including the reform plan and the prison's security concept, which have very sound scientific basis."

After all, this is a game. It can't be said that its settings are not scientific enough or rigorous, right?

Wayne couldn't pick up the words for a while, he took a breath to himself, feeling the need to digest this bullshit.

After sending Wayne away, Zhang Dianyu reopened the game panel.

Since the engineering team is about to be borrowed by Wayne, they will work hard tonight, don't rest, and finish all the parts to be built overnight.

The prison has just received a new payment to strengthen Wayne’s project funds and the upcoming monthly government subsidy. The entire prison can be adjusted in the future.

But not yet, because everything was disrupted by Wayne (with money).

But the problem is not big.

Now that Wayne had already hinted that his reporter friend would come and probe his brains, obviously the plan to keep the clown alone in captivity would not work.

And the "establishment of mental illness area" on the to-do list that has been on hold for a long time also needs a little attention.

Zhang Dianyu opened the game panel, browsed the available psychiatrists, and found a resume that stood out.

"Harlem Quezel"?

This name sounds familiar, and Zhang Dianyu is lost in thought.