Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

With the help of off-site support, the chat between Zhang Dianyu and the psychologist ended.Stark walked in after a while, his face looked a little weird, but he didn't say anything, just told him to make a brain imaging later.

He explained to Zhang Dianyu that this is a routine process, in order to see how the active areas of the patient's brain are different from ordinary people.In order to reassure the warden who seemed a little confused, he also emphasized that this did not mean that the doctor thought he had any brain lesions.

The warden nodded blankly.

These Zhang Dianyu had known for a long time, and he also asked whether the bill would be revealed during the inspection. The reason was that according to the bill, he was not considered a human being.

The response to the bill was very calm: "Don't worry, even if you have mental problems, there will be no abnormalities in this carrier inspection."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

Bill tilted his head and looked at him.

Zhang Dianyu was angry and didn't set out-what does it mean "even if he has mental problems"?He is obviously fine.

But entangled with the bill is obviously meaningless, and he doesn't need to force the bill to recognize him as normal-but he simply feels angry.

The bill may have grown on his explosive point.

But what was angry was that Zhang Dianyu, who recalled the incident at this time, could not see anything unusual on the warden's face.In fact, because of the difficulty of controlling facial expressions, he appears indifferent to the outside unless there are special circumstances.

Stark, who left the room, opened his hand to the doctor: "Look at it? It's okay for him to look like this?"

According to the doctor's diagnosis, Mr. Warden's mentality is strong enough to be able to line up with Sadako.

The doctor was also a little helpless: "The patient is just a little slow to respond. Mr. Stark, otherwise you can take him to take an IQ test."

Stark: "?"

This is even more outrageous.Although Mr. Warden seems to be abnormal, he is not mentally retarded. What's more, Tony Stark has been communicating with a mentally unsound person for a month, then he is considered what?

Stark denied the proposal without hesitation.

"I think it might be a sequelae of suicide."

The doctor shrugged noncommittal.

"Maybe," Stark put forward the view of Strange and others, "is the poisoning caused the nervous system to slow down?"

But even so, the problem of Untitled Town is definitely not caused by Stark and Wayne-both of their industries have long been replaced with clean energy, and the emission standards are far below government regulations.

The doctor nodded, "Maybe. But Mr. Stark, I'm actually a psychologist."

Stark: "..."

After Stark left, Zhang Dianyu could breathe a little more.He was not worried about the next inspection, so he happily settled the balance to the "tutor".

The other party also seemed to be satisfied with the transaction, saying that if there is still demand in the future, they can continue to look for him.

Zhang Dianyu's heart moved and asked if the other party wanted to quit.

In addition to the Supreme Mage and the ogre, there should also be a serious psychiatrist in the prison-if possible, the library man will return to work sooner or later.

The clown has been living in the confinement room for a long time. The psychological development of this doctor should be about the same, right?If it doesn't work, you can go to learn yoga with Banner to help stabilize your mind.

And the "tutor"'s answer was perfect. He said he was satisfied with his current job, but he could introduce a friend.

Zhang Dianyu resisted not inputting "Is the friend you mentioned yourself" in the dialog box.He originally thought that the other party should be just a student, but he saw a clue from the frustrated face of the doctor-the answer given by the "tutor" was quite professional.

Then he had to start digging at the people who came to the door.

After all, the 80-dollar bills are accepted. Obviously, the doctor is not very well off, maybe he is unemployed.It was just that the other party refused to admit it in order to maintain the lie on the information.

But the two sides hit it off immediately and immediately set an interview time, just this weekend.

Zhang Dianyu felt much more refreshed in his heart.Once Lecter had a substitute, he would shoved him back into the confinement room-or let him stay outside for a long time, the Warren guard might be contaminated by him.

This is a chef guard who is obsessed with planting trees and has the dream of a construction worker, and he must not be lost in the hands of Lecter.

While waiting for the doctor, Zhang Dianyu turned over the subsidy task.After the prison rating increased by 1 point, the subsidy tasks he could accept changed from 3 to 4.In addition to the task of cleaning up the accident site issued by the Secret Mutant Young Criminals Correction Center and the Lex Group that has been accepted, he can also accept two subsidy tasks.

The current subsidy amount is different from the original one, but the difficulty seems to be not small.This mission of Metropolis can bring him a grant of 400,000 US dollars. If the mission is completed at the same time, it can even catch up with the government funding that is accounted for according to the number of prisoners every month.

Zhang Dianyu flipped through the task list and found that the original task subsidy had not risen-ordinary renovation and laundry subsidies were still US$20,000-50,000 each time, which was just a drop in the bucket for the operation of the entire prison. .

If he lives the life of repairing walls without having to worry about bricks, he will still have to take on the task of high subsidies.

And these tasks seem a little strange, they are all cleaning and reconstruction of various accident scenes-none of them are simple, and some even seem to be refurbishing a street.

The subsidy for this task seemed so generous that it attracted Zhang Dianyu's attention-but if he had to pay for the house, wouldn't this $2 million subsidy be spent?

Zhang Dianyu's face changed.

In this way, the site cleanup work of the Metropolis, the 400,000 he can earn 400 yuan is not bad.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it and felt that Luther must do this job.

There is no need to wait for the warden to authorize him to move bricks—anyway, he has money, so he can hire a few more construction teams.As long as he can solve the task at his own expense, the performance points in the prison can be added to him.

Zhang Dianyu found this to be a good idea.

When Luther was taken by the guards to the warden's office, his doubts seemed to have been answered-he had long felt that the acting warden's eyes were not quite right at him, as if some conspiracy was brewing.

He was pressed onto a special interrogation chair by the guards, and his hands were locked on the armrests, unable to move.Miss Rita on the opposite side looked away from the computer and looked at him with interest for a while.

Luther glanced at her coldly, waiting for the other person to speak first.

"I plan to send you back to the metropolis." The warden said.

Luther frowned.

"Where you fall, you have to get up from where." Zhang Dianyu said earnestly, "I know that the'experimental accident' has caused a lot of public opinion pressure on you and your company-and the work of cleaning the scene has now fallen to the head of the prison. Come on, this matter just happens to be your responsibility."

"..." Luther's expression was cold: "My hearing will be held in two weeks, and I have no time to clean up the scene."

Miss Rita on the opposite side smiled slightly: "Then do you want the clown or red skull to help you build a house?"

Luther: "..."

"You have..." Zhang Dianyu glanced at his watch pretendingly, "One afternoon. Before dinner tonight, I need your answer." He smiled at Luther's bald head, "——You know, Metropolitan People I don’t like living in the ruins, so I have to step up to convince the clown to be a construction worker."

Luther: "?"

He was silent for a long time before spitting out a few words with difficulty: "Are you sick?"

Ms. Rita did not answer, crossed her fingers and elbows on the armrest of the sofa chair, looking at him with a smile.

"What do you want?" Luther asked gloomily.

Zhang Dianyu paused and answered sincerely: "I want world peace."

Luther: "..."

In the end, Luther agreed to the matter. Of course, he didn’t want the clown to take a multi-day tour of his city-this Miss Rita is too threatening to make people believe that the clown will move bricks. The sow will go up the tree.

Zhang Dianyu was also very pleased.As expected, Luther didn't mention the money. He might have forgotten-this also proved that he was not short of money.

In a hurry, Luthor left the prison in a yellow helmet under the guard of two guards that afternoon.

Zhang Dianyu was not assigned to a redundant prisoner—anyway, Luther went to a person to do the cleaning, and he didn't need any assistance.Zhang Dianyu also kindly left him a safety helmet, which can provide a touch of warmth to his cool head.

Fortunately, Luther didn't know what he thought.

Zhang Dianyu, who had solved a subsidy task after rounding up, was very happy. At the same time, he also received the resume sent by the "friend of the psychology tutor" just now.

The resume will be presented on the employee panel. He glanced at it and found that the doctor’s resume was also quite glamorous, and he was once a professor of psychology at Gotham University.

Zhang Dianyu expressed his understanding and sympathy in his heart.

Doing psychology in Gotham, isn't that hell mode?It was as if the mouse fell into the oil drum, and then it was crushing itself to death.

No wonder you have to quit.

He closed his resume, glanced at the employee recruitment panel, and remembered that the employees of the Secret Mutant Juvenile Offenders Center had not yet been recruited.

But time has passed for a long time, there is still no change here, and there are no employees to recruit.

Zhang Dianyu was a little uncomfortable.

He looked at the panel of the warden remotely controlled-at this time the warden had confirmed his innocence, Stark looked a little hesitant, and he just asked him to take a few more blood tests.

Zhang Dianyu is full of question marks, why does he have to draw blood when he sees a psychiatric department?

But after that, Stark took the bill to the room for testing, and he could only ask the warden to wait in the rest area, and by the way settled the conversation with Luther.

Now the time for the bill to enter is not short, Zhang Dianyu stood up and decided to look at the situation-since the bill can ensure that his "carrier" is okay, then he should not make any mistakes himself.

Zhang Dianyu hoped that the two could go back soon and deal with the recruitment of staff from the correctional center.

He knocked on the door, and Stark opened it quickly.

"I'm sorry, I want to ask about the situation of'Bill'..." Stark walked out as soon as Zhang Dianyu spoke. The expression on his face looked a little solemn.

Zhang Dianyu felt a little puzzled. Could it be that the bill overturned the mental appraisal?

"Bill may need to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time." Stark said tactfully. "He may be a...a special kid."

Zhang Dianyu was dumbfounded: "Wait, you mean he is sick?"

"He has some communication barriers, lacks interest in the surrounding environment, and is unable to establish normal relationships with people." Stark said.

Zhang Dianyu: "Uh..." He couldn't refute it.

"And he has a special hobby. You said that he is very interested in the law and he is very persistent about it."

Zhang Dianyu: "..." Isn't that nonsense? He is the Super Human Registration Act itself.

"The doctor initially diagnosed that Bill may have Asperger's syndrome." Stark walked to the coffee machine in the rest area and pulled out a paper cup, his face a little tired.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."