Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu was lost in thought.

Banner's eyes didn't look right, as if he had something bad in his brain.

He explicitly drove Banner to the restaurant, but not only did he come back before dinner, he entered his room before knocking on the door.

Zhang Dianyu and Banner looked at each other, with no expression on their faces.

Banner looked complicated: "Mr. Warden, you...please don't do this."

Zhang Dianyu slowly raised a question mark in his heart-what does Banner mean, what does he seem to want to do?

He lowered his gaze slightly and glanced at the "murder weapon" in his hand, as if he understood a little.

When Banner saw Mr. Warden's reaction, his expression moved slightly-Mr. Warden did not immediately reprimand him for disobeying the order, but silently looked at his hand. Maybe his heart was still shaking?

This allowed him to regain a trace of confidence, and continued to persuade: "Mr. Warden, Sykesstone...he has passed away." He paused slightly, seeming to restrain his mood, "Let the hearse take him away. Well-if you are reluctant, you can go to his funeral, does he have family?"

Zhang Dianyu replied subconsciously: "No."

Can't take this body away!At least let him thoroughly check it again!

Banner took a step forward: "But he is gone... Mr. Warden, don't be affected by the words of the ogre, you know what kind of person he is."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

It turned out to be so!

He quickly put the knife in his hand into the pocket of his suit, and immediately regretted it again-because Banner's eyes looked more complicated.

Zhang Dianyu covered the corpse of Sykestone with a white cloth. He felt that it was a bit strange to talk to Banner with such a corpse.

"Doctor," he raised his eyes to look at each other, thought for a moment, and pointed to the only chair in front of the desk, "please sit down?"

Banner: "..."

Zhang Dianyu found that the other party did not move, but he didn't care too much.He took out the handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped his hands casually: "I think you have some misunderstandings about me... Doctor, I don't plan to do anything to SYKSTONE."

Banner obviously didn't believe it.

"I need him to stay here... to verify some facts." Zhang Dianyu continued to talk to himself, "Don't worry that I will become a pervert like Lecter-if I am like Joyce, I will not shut Lecter off. In the confinement room."

He smiled shortly: "—then I should make a specimen and hang it on the wall."

Banner slowly widened his eyes.

Zhang Dianyu helplessly: "...just kidding, Doctor. You are overly nervous."

Banner looked a little shaken, and also seemed a little guilty: "I'm sorry, Mr. Warden, I shouldn't misunderstand you. But that is Sykesstone, I don't know... how much damage his death will cause you, after all ..."

Zhang Dianyu was speechless.

He can explain that he is not a pervert, but looking at Banner’s appearance, he can’t explain the innocence between himself and Sykesstone—fortunately, Sykesstone is himself, and it’s not a big deal to spread a scandal with himself. .

And he was still dead.

"So," Banner made up his mind and asked directly on the subject: "Why do you want to stay here?"

Zhang Dianyu was even more speechless.

He looked at Banner for a while, then sighed slightly.

Anyway, he has been persecuted by the wind critics. He decided to break the jar, so he recognized the relationship with Sykesstone-as long as Banner can leave quickly, let him explore the gap between Sykesstone and those pages of archives. Whether there is contact or not, the rest is not important.

"Because..." Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment and said softly: "I want to chat with him again."

This sentence made his own hair stand on end.

He never thought he would be forced to admit a non-existent relationship in a game-or with a dead person, and the dead person was himself.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

What's all this?

Banner's face showed a little sadness: "I'm sorry, sir. Then I...I'll go to the restaurant."

He closed the door gently, and added a sentence outside: "I'm going to spend the night in the restaurant tonight. Could you please inform the guard-if it is not suitable, you may be in the confinement room."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

Not necessarily!

He stopped: "Dr. Banner? Wait!"

Unfortunately, there was no response. Banner had left the room and walked quickly.

Zhang Dianyu sighed deeply, and sat on the only single bed in the room, meditating for a while.Since the Affectionate Personality is unchangeable, so be it.Maybe when the character of SYKSTONE returns to him, it will be more convenient to act like this, which is also a good thing.

Zhang Dianyu convinced himself.

He lifted the white cloth again, and the horrible face of the prisoner was once again exposed in front of him.Zhang Dianyu frowned, still choosing to listen first to see if his heart was still beating.

Unfortunately, no.

From an ordinary person's point of view, SYKSTONE has died thoroughly.

Zhang Dianyu sat back on the bed, and when he had nothing to do, he could only take out the clipboard again and check the two pages of SYKSTONE repeatedly.

The prisoner's life experience is very simple, he has no family members, and the charges are very short-no matter how you look at it, they are all randomly generated characters for Zhang Dianyu to use.

But now his skill bar is very distinctive.

Zhang Dianyu racked his brains and couldn't think of a way, but he was a little unwilling to do so. He directly snapped the clipboard on Sykesstone's face: "Give me a change!"

Of course the body didn't react at all.

But the door of the room was opened by another person, and outside was the dandy Stark, who had changed clothes and blown his hair, and became glaring again.

"Sorry, I heard you yelling inside..."

And the content of the shout is still very strange.

Stark did look apologetic, but he seemed to be covering up.

Zhang Dianyu decided to ask directly: "What are you doing?"

He thought that Stark was furious when he left a few hours ago, and suddenly appeared here again not so soon.

Stark was stunned for a moment: "...Compensation for the glass."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Stark: "..."

"What else?" Zhang Dianyu found that the clipboard was still buckled on SYKSTONE's face, so he had to take it off, pretending that nothing happened, and by the way covered the two pages with other content.

"I shouldn't get angry suddenly," Stark said.

"But it doesn't matter." Zhang Dianyu expressionlessly, "the problem is not big."

"Actually, I feel..." Stark said, then paused.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at him, and thoughtfully helped him make up: "——frustrated?"

Stark: "..."

"I didn't notice what happened next to me!" Stark took a deep breath, "I..."

"--Killed SYK STONE." Zhang Dianyu saw that he couldn't continue, so he continued to help him finish it.

Stark looked suffocated.

"But there is no such thing." Zhang Dianyu expressionlessly, "You don't have to think too much. You are right, I asked Sykesstone to track the clown, and I asked him to die—all I did."

The expression on Stark's face slowly disappeared, as if lost in confusion: "Why?"

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment: "Because of me..."

He could not go on.The persecution of self-criticism is reproduced once and again-it is all deceptive.

"——Deeply in love with Sycostone?" Stark helped him make up this time. "Do you want him to leave?"

Zhang Dianyu was silent.

This Stark can really make up his mind—in fact, he didn't think of a good reason, but Stark helped him think about it.

Unfortunately he can't admit it.Otherwise, it means that he is betraying the law for personal gain, and God knows if the other party is here to set him up.After all, in the eyes of these few Super British and S.H.I.E.L.D., the prison seems to have problems everywhere.

Zhang Dianyu changed the subject: "Look at this corpse..." Maybe Stark has special monitoring equipment that can tell whether this corpse is really dead?

Stark looked suffocated again.

"Actually, I'm here..."

Zhang Dianyu's eyes seemed to light up suddenly, and he understood Stark's intention.

"Are you here to tell me what happened in those twenty minutes?"

Although Stark was a little entangled, he did not become a fool. He immediately noticed something wrong in Zhang Dianyu's words: "How do you know that it is 20 minutes? Do you know that Sykestone died 20 minutes after the conflict? "

Zhang Dianyu: "...Have your heart?"

Stark made the look that you were lying.

"Because I... don't want him to really leave." Zhang Dianyu could only continue editing.A lie takes countless numbers to round out, and he feels he is plunged into an abyss, "I monitored his vital signs and position, Stark."

Stark didn't seem to believe it: "I scanned all the things that SYKSTONE was carrying and didn't find any tracking devices."

Zhang Dianyu sneered: "Do you think you can find everything, Stark?"

Stark looked serious, but didn't directly deny his statement.In fact, after investigating the prison during this period of time, he also discovered his weakness.

Maybe Tony Stark is not omnipotent, he has to admit it.

"Well, he did...woke up after that." Stark said wearily. "I'm the only one by his side. I think he has something to say to you."

Zhang Dianyu was puzzled.

SYKSTONE has something to tell him?This must be a misunderstanding of Stark.SYKSTONE doesn't have his own thinking at all, unless he just wants to express what the result is according to the established procedure.

But only Stark was by his side at the time, so he could only tell the truth from Stark.

Zhang Dianyu lowered his head slightly, his tone seemed a little sad: "He... said something."

He really couldn't even make his expression sad, so he could only make the other person unable to see his expression.

Stark seemed a little silent: "He said, you have thirty seconds to choose whether to end or not-in fact, I don't know what this means, I didn't want to convey this to you. But... maybe this is Sykes It’s the last word I said to you."

Zhang Dianyu raised his head in shock.

He met Stark's gaze, and in shock, he had to think of another question-where does this sentence sound like to be said to him?

Stark staggered his eyes slightly and scanned the small room.He heard Peter say that Mr. Warden has been sleeping on the sofa, and now it seems that he barely has a sleeping room.

But the layout is extremely simple, with only one bed, and matching tables and chairs-as well as the morgue at the entrance and the corpses of the young prisoners above, although the latter is somewhat beyond common sense.

The morgue was obviously moved in not long ago. Just when everyone thought that the warden was indifferent to the death of Sycostone, he avoided the eyes and ears of others and removed the prisoners from the morgue after everything was over. The body was quietly transported to his room.

Just when he first entered the door, Mr. Warden was still looking forward to it, as if he wanted to prove that the prisoner named Sykestone was not dead?

Stark fell silent.

Zhang Dianyu was still in shock.

Could it be that what he had guessed before-the way to log out of the game is not to escape from prison, but to die?Could it be that after the warden dies, he will leave the game and return to reality?

The warden did not really die the last time he was wounded by a gunshot. He also fell into a coma before his death, but at the same time, Batman came with the prison doctor and his treatment needles and sent him to prison. Chang rescued back-although the last one was his own guess, there was basically no other possibility.

In other words, if he died directly, maybe he could log out of the game?

Zhang Dianyu couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"I'm done. Then," Stark hesitated, his eyes quickly moved aside as he passed the prisoner's body, "I'll leave."

Zhang Dianyu didn't seem to hear him.

Stark quietly exited the room, preparing to close the door.

"Wait." Zhang Dianyu stopped Stark suddenly, "Did he only say this?"

Stark stopped, turned around, and looked at him hesitantly: "Yes, Sycostone was seriously injured. The ambulance has been parked outside the amusement park. The director called in advance— -It seems that he had expected casualties a long time ago."

He paused. It was obvious that if anyone found the clown nearby, he would feel it necessary to call an ambulance.

"But he lost consciousness when he was carried on the stretcher, and then twenty minutes later, he suddenly woke up, only said this sentence, and then his vital signs disappeared-he was dead." Tucker thought for a while and couldn’t help asking: “In fact, there were medical staff in the ambulance beside him, but I don’t think he knew any of us, so this sentence should only be To you—this sentence is a secret sign between you? Is this...what kind of game?"

Stark considered his words, trying not to appear too abrupt.

Zhang Dianyu stared at him blankly.

Stark lowered his eyes slightly: "If it's too offensive, then forget it. I'll leave first--"

"Yes," Zhang Dianyu said suddenly, "you are right, all this is just a game."

Stark frowned at him.

"All of this," Zhang Dianyu smiled suddenly, "Prison, prisoners, and everything-it was originally a game, did you know?"

Stark stopped as he was about to leave.

Although there is not much sadness on the warden's face, his mental state has exposed all the problems.