Professor Yang ... spent three days and three nights in his own infirmary?
Is he ... still alive?
These creepy questions appeared in the warden's mind.
"Don't worry, he is still alive, of course." Zihaoxiang once again saw through Quincy Sharp's heart and answered his question in good faith: "I'm not his third-rate role, believe me, if no one goes If you put him down, then he will never die in electrocution ... but die from hunger. "
Zi Liang's simple sentence instantly made Warden Quincy Sharp's body like an ice cellar. He certainly knew what this meant, but he didn't dare to imagine what Professor Yang had become at this moment. If it weren't for the Quincy Warden, he almost vomited now.
Look, people think they have a strong psychological defense line, but they can easily be defeated.
"Okay ... give me ... give me some time." Warden Quincy is a wise man. He already understands his situation very well, and naturally gave up the struggle. He immediately turned on the computer and began to search for the original structure of the Arkham Asylum before expansion.
He was even afraid now, what if he couldn't find it.
...
Just like what Zi Liang thought, Professor Yang's story gave us a lot of support from the Quincy Warden, and his work efficiency improved significantly, not long after.
"Zi ... Mr. Ziliang, I found it," Quincy Sharp said, and now his title has changed.
Zihao seemed to be satisfied with Quincy Sharp's speed. He smiled: "You see, it's not very simple. With the motivation, people will always do some jobs that they think they are not competent for."
The governor of Quincy didn't speak. He could only do his best to cooperate with this guy named Ziliang ... Of course, he was still cursing in his heart. When will you come over?
"As for the Gotham Police Station ..." Zi Liang whispered again: "You don't have to worry so much. I had issued a crisis alert for you half an hour ago, but the Arkham Asylum was captured, This is not a trivial matter, I guess Director Gordon will not be stupid, but he will come over immediately, police preparation, weapon approval, and personnel deployment, these things will take time, rough estimates ... wait until The police force came over and it will take half an hour at the earliest. "
Quincy Sharp is trembling all over, and he looks at the man in front of him in shock ... Can this guy see through people's minds?
"Of course I can't see through people's ideas. However, most human ideas are not hard to guess." Zi Liang said, listening to Quincy Sharp, his words have now become from hell. Whispered: "As for you wondering now, why do I know that the police are coming over, and I'm so unhurried ... Ha ha ... who said I'm not panic, I'm in a hurry now I'm going to die, I said, I'm waiting for the police to come, just like you, more precisely, I'm waiting for Jim Gordon. "
"For ... why?"
Zi Liang took out the black note ... opened it at will.
At this moment, a "structure drawing of the Arkham Asylum" has quietly appeared on the paper.
Zi Liang nodded with satisfaction: "As for why, I guess you will know soon ... Of course, the premise is that you can live to that time." He said with a smile: "I forgot to tell You, Mr. Cobot said, he wants to talk to you ... "
After saying this, Ziliang stood up and opened the door of the office, and outside the door, Mr. Copot obviously had been waiting for a long time.
"Seriously, I haven't figured it out yet. What the hell do you want to do?" The penguin looked up and looked at Ziliang who had walked out of the office.
Ziliang seemed to be in a good mood, and he smiled: "It's very troublesome to say, in short, our transaction is still smooth, now ... he's yours." He gestured in the office, he was already in shock. Quincy Sharp Warden.
Cobot also smiled: "Okay, but you have to tell me at least, who the hell are you?"
"Who?" Zi Liang asked inexplicably: "Haha—not 'who?', But ... 'what?'."
He said with a smile, and then waved his hand: "Okay, I know you have a lot of problems, but now I have more important things to do, let me keep your problems, we will meet again anyway. "
"When?" The Penguin asked
"Probably 'next' seven or eight years ago." Zi Liang missed the penguin's body. He took out a cigarette and said without looking back.
This sentence is extremely awkward. Mr. Cobot listened very clearly, but he didn't understand it, but he knew that he didn't need to ask any more questions at this time, he just smiled at the back. ... and then turned around and walked into the warden's office.
"So, Mr. Quincy Sharp, now ... it's time for you and me."
He said, and closed the office door ...
...
...
In the corridor, Joey followed Ziliang in the chaotic lunatic asylum.
"Uh ... aren't you really walking blindly?" Old Joey asked while looking away, in his opinion, all the corridors here are about the same length.
Ziliang looked at the structural diagram on the notebook: "I remember telling you last time that you used the route of the map as a fold on the pig's body, so it's likely to cure your lust."
Joey frowned: "Uh? Did you really say that? But how can a pig grow such folds?"
"How could I know?" Ziliang murmured angrily.
In this way, the two guys walked while talking about the boring topic of the thief. Soon, the two came to a place that looked like a waste gate.
"Is this the place?" Joey asked.
Zi Liang closed the notebook: "Yes, comparing the structure of the Arkham Asylum 8 years ago with the current structure, it is easy to find places where the design does not overlap."
"Oh ..." Joey nodded, but he didn't understand at all.
But he didn't care too. Generally, in this case, he just had to do what Zi Liang said.
So old Joey habitually lifted the waistband of the pants and walked to the deserted door, kicked the door with a "bang" and kicked the door ... The dust was accumulated for unknown years. Shocked.
"Cough-"
Old Joey fanned the dust in front of him ...
A downwardly extending ladder appeared in sight.