Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu deliberately did not go to see Stark.

But he still saw the confused look reflected from the car window glass.The sky is already dark, and the orange street lights are scattered on both sides of the road, reflecting the light and dark of the car windows.

Silence spread between the two, Zhang Dianyu couldn't help coughing.

Stark has helped him a lot recently, and he seems to have caused Stark a lot of trouble-although most of them are due to social responsibility, or the intellectual disability bill.

But finally couldn't get rid of him.

"At least," Stark said, "I should always know his name?"

Three days have passed since he "heard" that he had a son, and he didn't even know the name of that child-life seems to be more outrageous than you think.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He realized that Stark seemed to have misunderstood something.

From the other side's point of view, he seemed a bit reluctant to reveal the name of the bill-but in fact Zhang Dianyu said he didn't know.

But this sentence does sound like a perfunctory statement.

The bill says that it’s impossible to tell Stark his own name.

"I am willing to tell you his name, but I think maybe it should be better for that...boy to speak to you in person." Zhang Dianyu was serious.

Stark was silent for a while, then nodded.

Zhang Dianyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, Mr. Warden-can you tell me how you adopted him?" Stark asked his artificial intelligence butler to search for information about the boy through "various channels", but it was completely a piece of information. Blank, otherwise he wouldn’t even be able to know his name.

And he also tried to find relevant information about the boy through the adoption procedures of the warden-it turned out that their so-called father and son may only be a verbal adoption relationship, which was not officially recorded.

The most critical issue is that Miss Rita's information also shows that she does not have a son.

And the profile of this Miss Rita looks like a fake identity—and her birthplace and current residence are in Untitled Town.If her life trajectory is as stated in the data, then Stark can be sure that she will never have the chance to spend the night with this "mother of her son" in her life.

Looking at Stark's gaze, Zhang Dianyu felt his facial expression a little stiff.

He thought for a moment, and decided to tentatively guide Stark to find the truth.

"Actually, I can't tell, it's just that one day, I found out in the office...I have a mental illness."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He just wanted to rub the bill's head on the ground.

Stark was silent for a moment: "I understand."

Zhang Dianyu: "?" Understand a ghost!

However, the searchlights around Stark Industrial Park could be seen from afar, and Stark did not continue to ask questions.

The bill obediently waited for them to come back in Zhang Dianyu’s room, making the servants and nanny Stark specially prepared to be a little boring-this kid who was ordered by Mr. Stark to take care of him sat in the room like this All day long, it looks like something is wrong.

As soon as Zhang Dianyu opened the door, he saw two small blue lamps looking at him in the dark room.

"You are done." The boy's voice came from the darkness without a trace of fluctuation.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He turned on the light beside him silently.

Although he understood that the bill meant that his mission had been completed and the prison’s negative equity situation had also ended—but it still looked a little frightening.

The soft light illuminates the room, and Zhang Dianyu found Stark standing behind him when he was about to close the door. He could only be silent for a while and invited him in.

Bill stared at Stark who walked in, his expression unchanged.

Stark cleared his throat and glanced at Zhang Dianyu next to him, as if asking for help.

Zhang Dianyu could only cough, and then pretended not to understand Stark's wink.

The bill picked up the phone: "You seem to need to call the doctor over."

Stark: "..."

He walked over and took the phone receiver that was raised up by the bill and put it back. Then he squatted down and looked into the bill's eyes. As soon as he was about to speak, he heard the bill say: "Don't worry, I can see your height."

Stark took a deep breath and decided to make a long story short.

"You are indeed my son."

Bill blinked and nodded solemnly: "I know."

Stark was silent for a moment, he always felt that he was not good at dealing with children-and now he finally confirmed it, that's right.

"In that case, I think we should get to know each other." Stark suddenly reached out, "I'm Tony, how about you?"

Bill stared at the man's focused eyes, turned his head slightly, as if thinking.Zhang Dianyu looked at the scene in front of him expectantly, hoping to see the scene where the bill said "I am mentally ill."

"I'm the bill," the boy replied, reaching out his hand and shook Stark solemnly.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." He wants to discuss this double standard with the bill.

Stark smiled slightly. "Okay, Bill?"

The man turned his head and blinked an eye confidently at Zhang Dianyu. Zhang Dianyu could only return a stiff smile.

Although it is a good thing to be able to bring Stark closer to the truth, it still cannot reduce his desire to rub the bill's head on the ground.

"So Rita is your mother?" Stark asked casually. "Have you been with her all the time, Bill?"

He still remembered the confusing scene yesterday morning when the boy suddenly said that Miss Rita was not his mother.

The bill shook his head quickly: "No."

This answer was somewhat unexpected, and somewhat within Stark's guess.

"So, who grew up with you?" Stark asked tentatively.

"It's you." The bill answered seriously.

Stark was taken aback for a moment.

Zhang Dianyu decided to interrupt this confusing conversation so that Mr. Iron Man would not start to brainstorm.

"Mr. Stark, it's late. Why don't I take'Bill' back to the prison first."

When the funding problem is resolved, he will go back and think of ways to expand the prison's land scope, and prepare to receive the next batch of superpower criminals mentioned in the bill.

This problem is estimated to give him a headache for some time.

After all, when they suddenly lose the superpowers they rely on, whether it is the super-British who refuses to sign the bill or the super-criminals who have been suppressed by the question, they will inevitably fall into panic and cause some trouble.

Although the renovation orders have been supported these days, and the monthly appropriation is about to arrive, after careful calculation, you will find that the funds are still very tight.

Unexpectedly, Stark was not confused at all. After hearing Zhang Dianyu's words, his attention suddenly shifted from the bill to him, turning around and quickly closing the door.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." Stark's memory is quite good-I also blame him for his attempt today, so that he accidentally mentioned mental illness again.

Stark smiled: "That's it, Mr. Warden, I contacted Banner. He thinks Miss Rita has handled prison affairs very well these days. You don't have to worry at all and you can enjoy your rare holiday. ."

Zhang Dianyu was silent.

It's not the prison affairs he handles remotely every night.Rita would only act according to the rules like a warden on the phone when no one was controlled, and would just turn around in circles.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of Banner-even Lecter and others, Zhang Dianyu did not let Rita go round the office.He even observes Rita's interface remotely while building the wall. Once someone enters the office, he will simultaneously control Rita to communicate.

The good thing is that no one has doubted Rita so far-what he means is that although he can see from the bubbles that many people seem to be not convinced by the acting warden, at least no one has seen her If you go around in the office, you won't have any questions about this.

In addition, he found that Rita's attributes can have a better suppression effect on prisoners.Although when Zhang Dianyu appeared among the prisoners, the original "prisoners" in the prison would suddenly be silent and tremble at his arrival, but he found that this did not seem to work for the real human prisoners in Zone B.

Until there was Rita.

Rita has a "judicial fear" aura on her body, which seems to be something similar to a passive skill. As long as she is near her, the prisoners will automatically die.

In order to test the effect of this passive skill aura, Zhang Dianyu would lie on the bed and control Rita to visit the cell and the confinement room every night after the day of moving bricks.

Immediately, the prison risk rating above the game panel will drop by two exclamation points, but at the same time, he found that the question marks in the bubbles that popped up on the prisoners' heads also increased.

Zhang Dianyu decided to ignore these question marks.

The good thing is that the Red Skull and the escaping Hydra were sent back in the past two days, and they were taken directly into the confinement room-under Rita's judicial fear halo, they seemed to have no signs of restlessness for the time being.

Moreover, this also means that the task of the Youth Discipline Center next door is about to be completed, and Zhang Dianyu can recruit employees immediately.

"In addition, I want to ask you to do me a favor." Stark said to Zhang Dianyu suddenly, "If possible, I hope Mr. Warden can ask Miss Rita for a DNA sample for me. Anyway, I need Confirm if she is Bill's mother."

Before Zhang Dianyu answered, the bill shook his head: "I don't have her genes."

Stark froze for a moment, but quickly accepted the setting.After all, it is Tony Stark's son. Even if he looks not very smart, he can't really be mentally retarded-at best, he doesn't seem to be normal.

"Do you know genes?"

Of course the bill nodded.

Stark smiled and tried to lead the boy to tell the truth: "So, Bill, who do you think the other half of your genes come from?"

The bill looked towards Zhang Dianyu.

Zhang Dianyu, who was watching the excitement next to him, froze.

He stared at the bill blankly, hoping not to hear the answer he had imagined-he obviously did not look very much like the bill, and almost everyone acquiesced that the bill was his adopted son for the first time.

Next, the bill turned his head back and looked at Stark seriously: "It's Mr. Warden."

The smile on Stark's face also stiffened.