Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

The warden on the bed suddenly lifted the quilt and stepped sideways on the carpet.

Stark: "?"

Zhang Dianyu quickly got up and held the shoulders of the black-haired youth, turned his head and said to Stark: "Mr. Warden is right, we still have some things to discuss." He paused and added: "About-prison Management issues during this period."

Stark wanted to scratch his head because the warden he saw seemed to be slightly different from just now.The young man lowered his head slightly and tried to stand up from under Mr. Fergus' hands in an almost strange posture.

It seems impolite to look at the other person here-so he can go back to the control room next door to observe on the big screen.

So Stark immediately stood up in a kind-hearted manner: "Okay, then you won't disturb your conversation."

He walked out of the room quickly, and then Zhang Dianyu immediately released the warden he was holding.

As he had expected, the on-hook warden found out that he was outside the prison. The first thing he did was to go back - but Zhang Dianyu forgot one thing. He was only wearing a thin surgical gown, and even Barefoot.

In the few seconds he was stunned, the on-hook warden had already reached the door, unscrewed the doorknob, and walked outside in silence.

Zhang Dianyu's scalp is numb-this behavior looks like a mental illness, right?If he doesn't stop the warden on the hook quickly, he might be considered mentally ill.

He was caught in a dilemma.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to Stark that his mental state was unstable, and to lightly expose the paragraph that declared that the prison was a game.This happens to be an opportunity.

But he was afraid that the Super British would think he needed to see a psychologist.

In the end Zhang Dianyu gritted his teeth-just watch it.Besides, as long as he returns to prison, the Super British can't do anything to him on their own territory.

Isn’t it just a mental illness?

Zhang Dianyu still didn't know where the monitor in the room was installed, but he was sure that someone must have seen the behavior of the warden on hook.

He chased it out, hugged the young man from behind, and persuaded hard: "Mr. Warden, I understand that you want to go back, but you—at least need to change clothes."

Zhang Dianyu caught a glimpse of Stark, who pushed out the door in a panic. After seeing him, Zhang Dianyu was slightly stunned, and seemed a little embarrassed.

He knows where Stark's embarrassment is-a bit revealing that the control room is next door, right?

But this is not the point. Zhang Dianyu pretended not to find out, but called out Stark: "Mr. Stark, can you stop the warden for me?"

"Uh," Stark was puzzled. "Okay, Mr. Fergus-what's going on?"

Fergus sighed: "I said I agree with your suggestion, but Mr. Warden insisted on going back to the prison himself, and even wanted to run out like this."

Stark was dumbfounded.

A few minutes ago, Mr. Warden seemed to be seriously considering his proposal, and agreed to talk with Fergus, asking the old Warden to go back to represent the prison affairs first. Why did he suddenly want to leave?

He had just returned to the control room from next door, before even seeing what was going on in the surveillance, he saw the warden walk out of the room, and Mr. Fergus chased him out.

So he had no choice but to come out to see the situation.

But now he found that even though he had come out, he still didn't know what was going on.

The door behind Stark was pushed through a gap again, and a figure in a white coat came out from it, his face serious.

"Tony, I think Mr. Warden may not know what he is doing at this time, maybe it is a mental problem caused by a series of recent events, maybe I can diagnose him." Strange said solemnly.

"Ah...really?" Stark is not sure if Strange is serious, after all, he has been a psychiatrist for a few days during this period.

Until Strange took advantage of Mr. Fergus' gaze to turn away and winked at him secretly.

Stark: "..."

Fergus next to him tried his best to stop the warden and asked, "Who is this, please?"

"It's the psychiatrist in the prison, Doctor Strange." Stark replied, "Maybe the warden hasn't had time to tell you-the current prison is different from the previous one. A special mental ward has been established. Come to treat mentally ill criminals."

Zhang Dianyu showed a suddenly realized look.

In fact, he even wanted to say that he and the warden always had correspondence-but he was afraid that they would be able to check the clues through the mail room and discover that this was a lie.So simply gave up this idea.

"So," Zhang Dianyu slowly glanced over the two from Fergus' perspective, "You live together?"

The scene fell into a brief silence.

Strange looked at Stark stiffly, and nodded in the horrified eyes of the other party: "Yes, Mr. Fergus."

Stark: "..."

Zhang Dianyu did not expect Strange to fly like this.But he even hoped that Stark could get out of the shock as soon as possible and help him stop the young warden. He could hardly hold the warden who insisted on going to the stairs.

You know he is just a 63-year-old balding retired senior citizen.

Fortunately, Stark seemed to have heard his heartbeat, and walked quickly over to block the warden on the phone: "Mr. Fergus, please let me take the warden to check it out?"

Zhang Dianyu certainly couldn't let them take people away: "I thought he just had a problem with his head?"

"Yes, we can do a brain MRI for him to see if his brain activity area is abnormal at this time. For mental patients, their brain activity area is different from ordinary people." Ranchi answered from the side.

Zhang Dianyu didn't believe it, this supreme mage was very bad, and he would definitely try to do something wrong with his body.

"Or," Stark thought, "if you don't worry about Mr. Warden, you can go with us?"

Zhang Dianyu felt a hint of suspicion, but agreed.

But when he was blocked by a heavy electromagnetic shielding door, he realized that he had been caught.

This Iron Man is also very bad!

Director Fury seems to be very busy and is said to have left.And Batman suddenly appeared again. According to Steck, he was afraid that the old warden was too worried and came to accompany him to wait for the result.

Zhang Dianyu sat on the sofa outside the screen door, and silently glanced at Batman who was looking at him with his hands on his knees.

This is clearly to monitor Fergus.

"It's been more than half an hour, Mr. Batman," Zhang Dianyu stood up uncontrollably, "I'm an old man in his sixties, and I know how long MRI takes-what is the problem with my students?"

"The instrument needs to be warmed up. No one usually uses it." Batman also stood up, and even took a step forward, overwhelming the old warden in a moment, "You can sit back on the sofa and wait. ,please."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He could only sit back in silence.

In the inspection room separated by a wall, scanning instruments were piled up in the corner of the wall, and the complex magic circle was drawn with chalk on the vacant ground in the middle, and the candle circle was the same as before.

This scene is the same as before in the bedroom cubicle.

The warden still closed his eyes, lying in the center surrounded by candles, while Strange knelt on one knee, gently dragging his head with his hands.

Stark walked around anxiously.

"You are affecting my thinking."

Such a sentence suddenly came from the center of the room, making Stark stunned for a moment: "I thought you could not communicate with the outside world during this ritual of entering the spiritual space?"

"Unless I have been wandering outside." Strange still closed his eyes in a state of contemplation, "I need to confirm my results. Don't walk around."

Stark stopped, twisting his eyebrows.

Strange's words made him realize that the result was indeed as he expected, not optimistic.But he couldn't believe it was true-the warden was still talking to him just now, vivid and real.

"It's a pity," Strange finally said ten minutes later, "His consciousness is no different from when he was in a coma-it doesn't exist at all."