Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He let go of his hand in dismay, dropped the people behind him, and walked to his office.

Peter glanced over his head, remembering Mr. Warden's instructions, and put a hood over his head. Stark couldn't help rolling his eyes and pushed the boy back into the room with an unbearable expression: "Wash your headgear, Spider-Man."

Zhang Dianyu closed the green staff door behind him.

Stark, who came over, took a deep breath and said, "I know." outside the door.

Zhang Dianyu became more angry.

Why does everyone think he has a mental illness and can be regarded as a secret that is not a secret? Besides, he didn't!

The boy in a small brown-grey suit with a red bowtie sat on the sofa properly and looked at him seriously: "You don't look very good."

Zhang Dianyu stared silently at the boy's face. If he could, he now wanted to press the bill on the cactus that grew unusually lush next to it.

"Is it because of what I told Stark?" the bill asked again.

"Do you call this the truth?" Zhang Dianyu was furious with smoke above his head.

The sound outside the door stopped.

But Zhang Dianyu can see from the map that the people did not leave.

"This is all the truth that can be revealed." The bill did not understand why he was angry, "Don't you want me to tell him?"

Zhang Dianyu took a deep breath: "You know he is outside now, can you hear you?"

The bill nodded: "So this is the truth that can be revealed."

"Oh, yes." Stark said casually outside, "I just found out that I am here."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

These two people pretend to be stupid, and one is really stupid.

"Come in." Zhang Dianyu said.

"What?" Stark outside the door was a little surprised. "I thought you locked the door."

"Have you lost the ability to test objects with your upper limbs?" Zhang Dianyu said coldly, "That was given by evolution...I am mentally ill."

He felt a little suffocated.

The bill on the couch shook his head slowly and solemnly.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." Can't even say that he and the bill are not serious human beings!

The door handle turned slightly and the green employee door was pushed open. Stark, who was standing outside, had a somewhat complicated look: "Yes, Mr. Warden, I already know it--but I think things have changed."

Zhang Dianyu returned to his sofa with a blank expression, indifferent to any words.

"As far as the situation is concerned, the prison is not very bad." Stark paused. "In addition to the financial situation."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Which one really does not open which pot.

"If you don't want to leave prison, maybe Hannibal Lecter can talk to you under supervision..."

Before Stark finished, Zhang Dianyu interrupted him: "Are you all right?"

Stark: "?"

"Do you know what the people who'chat' with the ogre are the end?" Zhang Dianyu replied angrily.

Stark coughed: "But he is free."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Oops, there was even a little bit of trouble-if it weren't for him that he was not mentally ill at all.

If he didn’t know that Stark didn’t have any way to provide subsidies for prisons, he would definitely roll his eyes in his heart as he always did and spit out how the richest man in New York was so stingy.

But it wasn’t him who stole the door, it was this world—that’s true.

Zhang Dianyu ruthlessly rejected Stark's proposal: "No need, I am not ill."

A voice of approval came from the sofa. "Yes, he is not ill." The bill said seriously.

Stark stopped talking, so he shrugged: "So... treat this as a parent-child event? Mr. Warden, you and this little boy, whose name cannot be disclosed to me, are said to be my biological sons, Can you chat with a psychiatrist and talk about your confusion and confusion?"

Zhang Dianyu experienced the weakness of empathy from the long list of prefixes described by Stark.

But he will never let go of it.

"I refuse." Zhang Dianyu said, "You can leave." He thought about it and added, "Take him away by the way."

Hearing Stark intends to take the bill for paternity testing and psychological counseling, he felt great.

Even if he could get rid of the artificial mental retardation bill that irritated him for a few days, he would be happy.

Stark feels that this matter may need to slowly convince the warden, but at least he agreed to let him take the boy away-the child looks young, and although he already has the stubbornness of an adult, it may be a good breakthrough .

Stark felt at all that this could not be his illegitimate child.

But whether this child is right or not, he looks like he needs some help-although he is not a psychologist, a child who refuses to disclose his name is definitely not right?

Of course, by the way, you can also check whether the child's DNA is recorded in the population database to find his true identity.

The dead old warden cast a cloud of suspicion on the whole thing. I don't know why, Stark looked at the child as if he saw Mr. Warden as a child, and wondered if he had experienced this period before.

He frowned slightly and offered his farewell.

"I will pick him up from prison tomorrow morning." Stark turned to the boy on the sofa. "I have a good idea-maybe you will be willing to tell me your name by tomorrow morning."

The bill answered without hesitation: "Impossible."

Stark: "..."

He thought that most of the children were very polite, and there were no exceptions.

After Stark left, Zhang Dianyu opened the map and carefully observed the people around him. Dr. Banner was sending Stark away, and the two seemed to have something to talk about, and various bubbles appeared on their heads, most of them a question mark.

Not to mention them, Zhang Dianyu also has many question marks, but he is used to it.

Peter put on the Spider-Man uniform. Taking advantage of the release time, the prisoners did not participate in labor and were crowded in the courtyard. They went to the laundry room to prepare to wash their uniforms.

In order to allow him to come out and do his own work when the prisoners have limited mobility, Zhang Dianyu specially arranged different free time for the prisoners in blue prison uniforms.

So at this time, Spider-Man can sneak into the laundry room.

Zhang Dianyu frowned, feeling that it would not be a way to go on for a long time. Although Chaoying mostly likes night activities-that's because criminals like to do things at night.

After he was in jail, he ate a good night's sleep and worked a lot, and adjusted his healthy schedule.

He watched Spider-Man on the map cramming red and blue uniforms into the washing machine, and an idea came up slowly.

But it will take time to realize-it depends on whether the bill says it is reliable.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the bill on the sofa and suddenly showed a kind smile.

The boy stared at him, unaware of the meaning behind it.

"That's it," Zhang Dianyu thought a little. "With regard to my second role, is there a way to make him... look a little bit, normal?"

The bill blinked, not understanding what he said: "They are very normal."

Zhang Dianyu took a deep breath and warned himself that at this time he was facing an intellectual disability, and don't be angry with the intellectual disability.

"Don't you think that their movements are very mechanical, and it's very easy to reveal the identity of the avatar when talking to people?" Zhang Dianyu finished, thinking about it and adding: "No need for you to think, anyway, I think so, you give me a solution ."

"I can't intervene about you--"

Zhang Dianyu interrupted the bill: "Resolve for me!"

Bill put his hands on his knees properly, his dark blue eyes stared at Zhang Dianyu, and he didn't speak for a while.

Zhang Dianyu stood with his arms crossed and had no intention of giving in.

"I can help you pick a new character." The bill said hesitantly, "The skill of this character will be activated when it is initially used. Her skills are related to "control", not only including the control of prisoners and prisons, but also There is a temporary operation for another interface."

Zhang Dianyu smiled, and he knew there must be a way for the bill.

"Is this also one of the people who originally used to replace me?"

The bill nodded: "Yes, she has a very good control of the prisoner, and the results of each test are better than you."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

He decided not to ask, as soon as the bill opened, he would be upset.

But he noticed a new problem.

"Wait, she?"

The bill nodded: "Your character is a female human interface with special strengths and weaknesses, and it is well worth developing--"

"Are you teasing me?" Zhang Dianyu felt unbelievable. "That is to say, if I want to switch between my "main interface" and the new character, will it be a boy or a girl?"

"To be precise," the bill agrees, "as a human sample, you don't have sex--"

Zhang Dianyu finally carried the bill with a small bow tie.

"You are very angry," the bill's short legs hung in the air, but the eyebrows on the small face were twisted. "I don't know why."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He threw the bill back on the sofa, grabbed his hair, and finally decided to give up the communication and let go of this little thing: "Forget it. So, where is this character? Find her out for me."

"She is in the application column of the deputy warden." The bill replied, "She shouldn't have appeared so quickly, but because of your request, I temporarily used an agreement with the world to fine-tune the order of random roles. , Set her as the next active character."

Zhang Dianyu opened the game panel and saw the option of acting warden in the employee bar. After opening, he saw a row of avatars, but except for the first one, the following are all gray.

This is a woman with long black hair and blue eyes. The corner of the mouth in the photo reveals a cold line, which looks very uncomfortable.

"So, I just have to choose to let her come to the interview?" Zhang Dianyu asked.

The bill shook his head: "You forgot the most critical step-only when the main interface is in danger and can't deal with the situation in a sober state, the second role will be activated."

Zhang Dianyu was dumbfounded and his head was shocked.

"and so……"

The boy on the sofa had just been picked up by him and thrown back. His black hair looked messy, but his expression remained serious.

"So you have to be in danger of life."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

"Am I going to find someone to kill me?" He thought for a while, "When chatting today, Magneto seems to have this tendency, or should I try to find him?"

The bill watched him blink: "If you attack the warden in the prison, the sentence will be increased according to the severity of the situation, and most prisoners will not choose to agree."

Zhang Dianyu didn't agree very much. He activated Syxton for the first time because he was "killed" by the prisoner.

But to put it another way, if he ran over to Magneto and said, "Can you kill me," the other party would not agree, and even throw a contemptuous look over him, thinking he has any conspiracy.

Zhang Dianyu fell into contemplation.

Early the next morning, Stark, who was well-dressed, stood in front of the green staff door, raised his right hand to knock, and heard a conversation inside.

"Have you thought about it?"

It's the boy's serious voice as always.

"Just cut your wrist."

He heard the warden answer.