Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Of course Wilson accepted the task.

He didn't wait long before he saw a black-haired lady with an indifferent expression climbing on the top of the cafeteria.He looked at the dust from the suit and skirt of the "Miss Rita" and couldn't help but glanced at the warden.

The black-haired youth didn't realize what he wanted to express at all, and smiled.

Wilson could only get into the helicopter in frustration.Anyway, he is basically the pilot who climbs up and down, which is not difficult for him-but there may be some prisoners in the future, which makes him very curious. The prisoners who need to be transferred by helicopter wear How do handcuffs climb onto the roof apron?

While Wilson was thinking about it, that Miss Rita also got into the helicopter and fastened her seat belt under his guidance.

The helicopter's rotors changed from slow to fast, and the violent air currents pressed around, and the cheap helicopter rose off the ground, seeming to make the entire cafeteria shake slightly.

An exclamation came from the courtyard.

The helicopter flew to the sky staggeringly, Zhang Dianyu raised a hand and built a pergola to shade it, watching it disappear into the sky.

After all, this is the most valuable asset of the prison.However, the pilot seemed to be reliable, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Zhang Dianyu climbed off the roof of the cafeteria and returned to the warden's office.While waiting for the plane to arrive at Alcatraz, he sorted out the papers on hand and remembered that there will be an appointment for an interview tomorrow.

That is, the former psychology professor who was recommended, whose name was Jonathan Klein.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, the name is also strangely familiar.

The recent name always makes him feel as if he has heard it somewhere.

The bill did not know when it came out of the room, he stood up and glanced at the document in his hand, and asked with a serious face, "Are you really going to hire him?"

Zhang Dianyu was suddenly wary: "What's wrong with him? Wait — did Sam Wilson also have a problem just now?"

Bill stared at Zhang Dianyu's face, Zhang Dianyu stared at him.

"You are not a human being, and you should not have such a poor memory." The bill said puzzledly. "You should ask Stark to book an IQ test for you. I don't know what went wrong."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

Whether he is a human being is not important, but if this bill is a human, it may be difficult to grow up safely.

"Sam Wilson, nicknamed'Falcon', is a member of the Reserve Avengers under investigation; Jonathan Klein, nicknamed'Scarecrow'——"

Zhang Dianyu squirted out a sip of tea.

"What? Scarecrow? Which scarecrow?" He grabbed his resume and flipped through it. "...Could it be Gotham's psychosis that screams and makes people scream crazy?"

The bill nodded solemnly: "He is right."

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment: "Is he here to give the head away?"

"Compared with revealing his identity, it may disrupt the prison first." The bill replied solemnly, "Prison riots will cause the chain of funds to be broken, which is very dangerous for you. In your short career as a warden, the distance is three points. One of the deficits is only one percent left—"

Zhang Dianyu interrupted him: "Okay, you don't have to say any more."

This scarecrow can't stay, at least give him a headache.

But if he has not revealed his identity, Zhang Dianyu has no reason to detain him directly.But no matter from which point of view, he should now expose the scarecrow.Now that he is staring here, he will come over and make trouble sooner or later.

It is not a good thing to fear that something like poison gas appears in prison.

Hundreds of big men screamed in a small space-the consequences can be imagined.

Zhang Dianyu pondered for a moment: "Why don't we detain him illegally for a while-ask Batman to come over and scare him to confess?"

"No, law." The bill was repeated word by word, "No, that will result in you being judged as a failed sample-to explain it from a human perspective, it is death." Then he looked at Zhang Dianyu and added. In one sentence, "From the current tense situation, it would be nice if Batman doesn't cut off contact with you. It is impossible to come and help."

"Unless he specifically wants to catch the criminal." Zhang Dianyu grumbled, "--and of course he wants to."

Nevertheless, he is actually not sure.

But the scarecrow has come, and he certainly can't let him go back.

"So, unless he reveals his identity, we can't do anything about him." Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, "Then let him reveal his identity."

"Are you going to let him carry out his plan here? But the prison riot will make—"

Zhang Dianyu interrupted the bill: "Yes, I want him to use fear gas, but not to everyone in the prison."

He looked at the bill and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"You have no fear, do you?"

The bill nodded: "But... why would he release poison to me?"

Zhang Dianyu was lost in thought.

Even if he is a mentally ill criminal, he will not ruin his plan for a little boy without a name.I have to say that the bill makes sense.Even if the Scarecrow is locked with him with big eyes and small eyes, the other person may not be able to do it.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the boy slowly opened his mouth: "But for you, he has a reason to do this."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He had a foreboding what the bill would say.He is the warden of this prison, and if the Scarecrow wants to make trouble in the prison, it is logical that he will try to take him first.

"No." Zhang Dianyu refused without hesitation.He had had enough of the feeling that his body was not under his control. He still remembered the scene where the warden was running naked along the highway. It would be his eternal black history.

To be honest, he didn't know what he was afraid of-but this question always made people feel very complicated, both wanting to know, and some resistance.

"You are not a human being either. In theory, this method is also feasible for you," the bill said.

Zhang Dianyu was silent.

Although Scarecrow likes to torture others psychologically, in fact, poison gas still acts on physiological reactions, creating illusions by changing human hormones or neurotransmission, and awakening fear in the brain.

The "vehicle" used by the bill, that is, the boy's body, is no different from ordinary human beings-but he has nothing to fear, and the poison gas may only accelerate his heartbeat.

But Zhang Dianyu is different.

Although the bill swears that he is not a human being, for himself, he has all the emotions that a human being has, including fear.He can't guarantee that he can make this bait, and he still doesn't know who is giving the bait.

The bill seemed to guess what he was thinking.

"Are you worried that you will also feel fear?" The blue pupils stared at Zhang Dianyu, making him feel a little strangely irritable.

"Enough." Zhang Dianyu said sternly, "I won't use myself as bait."

"But I can help you try what your fear is." The bill turned his head slightly, "I can affect your brain in the same way-but not when you are awake."

Zhang Dianyu stared at the bill in silence.

But this seems to be the only way-if you can be sure that you don't have the emotion of fear, then you can safely fish and enforce the law.

But who would want to prove that they don’t understand fear?

Zhang Dianyu's eyes met the bill.There was no doubt in the boy's blue pupils, as if what he was doing was taken for granted.

He obviously never thought that his "creation" wanted to be a human being.

He didn't even know why he wanted Zhang Dianyu to "live".Only life will pursue continuity, and the bill never cares whether one will "die."

Nevertheless, he wanted Zhang Dianyu to "live".

Zhang Dianyu crossed his arms and crossed his chest: "Then-we want three chapters. When I'm having a nightmare, no one is allowed to come in."

His reputation can no longer be victimized.

Bill nodded graciously.

"If I am sleepwalking," Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment, "just hold me and press it back-if I'm still beating people in a'dream', you can let me have a good meal."

The bill seems a bit dazed, I don't know how to answer it.After a long time, a difficult sentence came out: "But the carrier will feel pain."

"Isn't that better?" Zhang Dianyu answered seriously.

The bill seemed aggrieved and nodded.

Zhang Dianyu paused for a moment: "Just kidding."

"Really?" The bill wondered: "But that's not funny at all?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..." He felt that he should really sleepwalk and beat the bill.

Since dealing with the scarecrow is obviously imminent, Zhang Dianyu carelessly pays attention to Rita's movements on Alcatraz, and simply went back to the bedroom and lay down, preparing to have this "nightmare".

Bill stood by his bed, looking down at him.

A few minutes later, the boy asked suspiciously: "Why are you still up? I can't affect your brain if you don't sleep."

"I remember you said you can't do something to me..." Zhang Dianyu stared at the bill, "As a result, do you have any reservations?"

Bill shook his head: "When you are asleep, it is equivalent to losing consciousness. During that time, your...thinking does not belong to this body."

Zhang Dianyu didn't know why the bill paused, causing some doubts.

But he can understand what the bill says-whenever his "main interface", that is, the body of the warden, loses consciousness, his mind will shift to the second role to ensure that he is online.

But he never thought about what it was like to sleep-could he theoretically not sleep?

The bill didn't seem to explain, it just urged him to sleep quickly.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He looked at the boy, and the boy looked at him with wide, blue eyes.

It's weird that someone can fall asleep staring at him like this.

The bill hesitated for a while, helped Zhang Dianyu pull the quilt, and stretched out his hand to pat his chest gently.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Unconsciously, he seemed to be the father of the bill again.

He didn't know when he fell asleep.When he was in a dream, he could still remember what had happened before—and because of this, he remembered one thing, he had never dreamed.

The scorching sun was shining, and he stepped on the hot desert, wherever he could see was sand.

Zhang Dianyu has some doubts, is he afraid of being lost in the desert and dying of thirst?But he has never left the prison, nor has he thought of going to the desert, how could he be afraid of it?

He drew a foot from the sand pile in confusion, and the hot fine sand poured into his shoes, which was really uncomfortable.

The skin was aching from the blazing sunlight, Zhang Dianyu touched his chest in confusion.

He felt nothing.

Maybe this desert means his emotions are barren, maybe the bill is right, they are the same-they are not human, and they have no humanity, and they cannot experience these complex emotions.

Zhang Dianyu felt a bit bitter inexplicably.

He raised his eyes and looked around. In the distance, there seemed to be a figure so small that only black spots could be seen, moving slowly in the desert.

Zhang Dianyu had a hint of curiosity, and wanted to get closer to see who was over there—or something.

He barely pulled a leg out of the desert, and before he was about to fall, there was a clear sound in his ear.

This voice seemed to be inserted into his mind suddenly, without source or direction.

Zhang Dianyu was taken aback, and the scene seemed familiar.

Immediately afterwards, the same crisp sound came continuously, and the sound became denser and almost continuous, as if pouring gold coins into a purse that was always filled with dissatisfaction.

Zhang Dianyu's face became darker and darker.