Magneto did not answer for a while.

At first glance, these words are quite touching. When I think about them carefully, they are all nonsense.

But he did not take it through. In fact, he was curious about what Mr. Warden could say—according to past experience, the government likes to counteract and recruit anti-social elements and take them for their own use. If there is anything else that can explain the sudden change in the warden’s attitude, then this should be the reason.

He sneered and raised his eyes slightly to the opposite side, his eyes sharp.

Zhang Dianyu pretended not to see it and gently placed the notepad on the table with a smile: "I think Mr. Lansell has seen those just now--" He paused and said meaningfully, "It's special Of people in jail?"

Before he responded, he saw the man on the opposite side slammed the arm of the interrogation chair with a punch, and within the allowable range of the chain, he pushed his half body forward: "Do you think they can threaten me? You are probably the wrong person."

Zhang Dianyu was expressionless.

In fact, it was too late to make an expression.

Does Mr. Renren have delusions of murder?

But considering his background, this is not unusual. Zhang Dianyu paused for a while, and waited until the man on the opposite side gradually exhausted his anger, then slowly continued to speak: "Oh, I think you still misunderstood-in fact, they are Director Frey and others from a Hydra base. The children who were rescued here, but not the children who were very self-defeating. So, they have to stay here before they learn how to let their ability and society coexist peacefully."

Zhang Dianyu said these words, and a trace of sourness gradually filled his heart.

These teenagers stay here, can't generate income, can't do black work, and eat more than adults-if he can choose, he now wants to put them all.

According to the current situation, if he opens the door to let them run to freedom, I am afraid they will have to pay.

The smiles on Zhang Dianyu's face were stiff.

There was a trace of hesitation in Magneto's face. He didn't believe the warden's words very much, but there was no loophole in the other party's words, but the smirk on his face was very suspicious.

Zhang Dianyu coughed slowly: "Judging from the current situation in the prison, the guards cannot separate their hands to look after these children who have a history of harming society. So, I need to find a...supervisor for them."

Magneto thought the next words must be very absurd.

"If Mr. Lansell doesn't mind, then you will take care of these children." Zhang Dianyu said.

The scene was almost awkwardly silent.

Zhang Dianyu and Magneto stared at each other with a stiff corner of his mouth: "Does this mean refusing?"

"I don't trust you." Magneto said bluntly, "How do I know this is not a trap?"

Zhang Dianyu thought about it: "I don't understand."

Magneto raised his eyebrows.

"I don't understand what I need to set traps-in fact, I have prepared a new confinement room. According to the experience of Mr. Joker living inside, he doesn't like it." Zhang Dianyu regretted, "can be revealed For a moment, they are below the tombstone, bounded by coffins."

Magneto once again revealed his iconic grim expression: "Are you threatening me?"

"No," Zhang Dianyu said kindly, "I want to look at your shape, and I definitely don't like living in it."

Magneto did not speak, just stared at him for a while, then slowly showed a shark-like smile.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Well, he understands that the other party's mood is to eat people.

"In any case," Zhang Dianyu lost patience, "Mr. Lansell, please recognize the facts-first, you only have these two options. Second, if you don't care about them, they will eat raw tonight ...Or blow yourself up while trying to cook by the stove."

"Or you can put ogres and clowns between them and let them die as they deserve." In the dimly lit room, a shadow cast on Magneto's face, "Am I right?"

Damn conspiracy theorists!

Zhang Dianyu stood up expressionlessly and opened the chair: "I'm finished. After everything is arranged, a guard will **** you." He gave a slight pause, "or another place."

After he finished speaking, he turned and strode out of the interrogation room.

The smile on the back of Magneto hasn't been taken back, which makes people's spine cool.

Zhang Dianyu felt a little tired. But in any case, it is supposed that half of this matter has been resolved-the remaining half is to persuade the child laborer Peter to continue to work. At present, he is responsible for patrolling the periphery, so as not to really take the opportunity to escape.

However, the guard tower is obviously still to be set up. Although mutant teenagers cannot escape by direct escape, there is a certain adult among them.

Magneto’s suspicion cannot be said to be unreasonable-if he tried to escape from the wall, the sentries in the four corners would directly fire and send him to a new world without racial struggle.

The engineering team on the map was dispatched again. The establishment of the guard tower is not very complicated, they can be completed in less time.

Although Zhang Dianyu now has no money to hire new snipers, it is useless to leave a few casual snipers here, it is better to go to the opposite side to add a little deterrence.

And he didn't tell anyone that minors would not be killed by snipers when they escaped.

Taking into account their past experience, at the Hydra Base must be worried about their own safety day and night, so it is estimated that in the short term, they will still be suspicious and not dare to act.

After Zhang Dianyu left the interrogation room, he went straight to the cell where Spider-Man was. Peter was taking off his hood and reading inside. Zhang Dianyu looked around and took the headgear from the bookshelf next to him and gave it to Peter: "Put on, this is Spider-Man's cell."

Peter froze for a moment, realizing what he meant.

This is Spider-Man's cell. Peter should not be allowed to come and go at will. There are often prisoners in labor and guards walking around in the prison. Although they don’t know how they made it to the warden’s office building, they are not safe.

Peter's face was a bit green—although good neighbors in New York didn't dislike his uniform, these days he was wearing a Spider-Man suit day and night, and he felt a little stinky.

This was the battle that caused the suit to be damaged. He took it off and repaired it carefully, taking advantage of nobody taking off his hood to take a breath.

Peter wore the headgear back sadly and sniffed the smell inside.

It's a bit suffocating.

I knew he should listen to Fury, and learned to reduce a little damage in the battle, so he would not come here-although he missed Mr. Warden a little, it seemed that he should not come back in this way.

Peter felt a little embarrassed when he thought that he would tearfully say that he would come back.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Peter's reaction and felt that he hadn't spoken and had succeeded.

"Actually, Peter, do you remember the question I asked you before?" Zhang Dianyu found a place to sit down and said to Peter and Yan Yuese.

Peter thought for a while: "It seems a lot..."

"..." Zhang Dianyu: "I mean, take care of some children younger than you."

Peter showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, nodded, and remembered something general, his face puzzled: "Mr. Warden, why is it'some'?"

Isn't it just the adopted son who suddenly appeared?

"Because I have a task to hand over to you," Zhang Dianyu said with a smile. "You need to take off the hood and pretend that you are a mutant boy, who was sent into the secret mutant on the opposite side because of his super powers at will. Youth Criminal Discipline Center."

The amount of information was a bit large, and Peter scratched his hair, looking confused.

"Actually, I need you to be an undercover among them." Zhang Dianyu lowered his voice, "If someone wants to escape, I hope you chase them out and bring them back to me."

Peter was a little shocked, but he still agreed: "I... I get it, Mr. Warden."

Good neighbors in New York scratched their heads and couldn't figure it out.

Since this summer, he seems to have become an undercover professional. At first he was a undercover assistant, now he is a young undercover mutant.

His position in the prison seemed to stabilize gradually.

Zhang Dianyu smiled and her voice was still very low: "So, I hope you have a good time inside."

Peter: "..." Is this really enjoyable?

Zhang Dianyu patted Peter on the shoulder, then coughed loudly at the door.

After a while, someone outside the door coughed loudly.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He has long seen two people on the map who eavesdropped.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at Peter: "Change your clothes and wait for Dr. Banner to stop talking, and someone will come to pick you up later." Then he turned and walked out of the room to meet the gaze in the corridor .

"What are you coughing?"

"What are you coughing?"

"I am awakening the sensor lights in the corridor." Stark replied.

"I am awakening my memory," Zhang Dianyu said, "tell myself that there are no sensor lights."

Stark: "..."

"So," Zhang Dianyu shrugged. "Did he tell you?" Obviously, he was referring to the bill.

He was also very curious. Under Stark's questioning, would that little thing reveal his true identity.

"It sounds very complicated." Stark looked dignified. "Can I take him out for a paternity test?"

Zhang Dianyu nodded: "Yes."

Anyway, it’s the bill called Dad, and it’s irrelevant to him if the result is wrong.

He wouldn't say much in a single word, and he wouldn't consider himself mentally ill if he was killed.

"Is there a mental appraisal?" Stark asked tentatively.

Zhang Dianyu was slightly surprised: "What?"

"Oh, it sounds a bit... outrageous. But he is very sure, so I think that perhaps it is more important to make a related psychological assessment."

Zhang Dianyu felt something wrong: "Fa... what did he tell you?"

Stark looked dignified: "To clarify, the following remarks are by no means curse."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

Stark: "He said he was actually your father, and I am your grandfather."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He knew that there was nothing good to say in this artificially mentally retarded mouth.

A trace of anger hit Zhang Dianyu's head. He couldn't help but reach out to grab Stark's collar and gritted his teeth and said: "I suggest you don't listen to the nonsense of that little thing, in fact...I'm mentally ill!"

Stark: "Ah?"