One stone caused thousands of waves.

There was a sound of the mug falling to the ground outside, and then Stark and Banner walked over quickly, a trace of confusion in the self-repressed expression.

"Miss Rita?" Stark called the name of the second character, just mentioned by Zhang Dianyu.

Zhang Dianyu understood what he meant, and he hoped he could make a way, don't block the door-but he also thought that when he opened the door just now, he twisted his ankle.

Why does this Rita wear a pair of stiletto heels, who is going to murder with his heel?

He endured discomfort and moved aside with a stiff look, exposing the scene in the murder scene.

Bill stood at one end of the sofa, carefully watching the unconscious warden lying on it.

The boy's expression remained the same as before, and both Stark and Banner saw this. Zhang Dianyu couldn't help but winked at the bill, hoping that he could cooperate with the scene to pretend to be sad.

But he suspected that the bill could not be understood.

In fact, he is indeed right.

The bill felt his eyes, and looked over at his eyes, seemingly inquiring.

Immediately afterwards, Stark and Banner looked at him.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He should not control this bill.

The bill did not feel his mood at all, and even reached out to investigate the situation of the unconscious warden, and raised his face to look calmly at the two adults at the door: "The warden is not dead yet."

Banner froze for a short while, then rushed to the desk, grabbed the internal phone above, and dialed the number of the infirmary.

Stark's eyebrows moved slightly, staring at Zhang Dianyu with a stern eye: "Miss Rita, can I ask what happened in the room just now?"

Zhang Dianyu didn't know if he wanted to answer, but this would make him very suspicious.

He also wanted to take the position of acting warden.

"Don't you know when the medical staff arrives?" He thought about the character of "Rita Warden" and pretended to stare at Stark indifferently, "I think he doesn't I must be willing to let me reveal everything. I should respect Mr. Warden’s **."

"If I call the police now, it will be considered a criminal case." Stark looked at him without blinking his eyes. "Miss Rita, do you still have no comment on this?"

Zhang Dianyu expressionless: "Mr. Stark-Mr. Warden can't get the police to come over. With my advice, it is better to let the doctor treat him."

He hoped that this Stark wouldn't be brain-damaged, it would be terrible if he was really exhausted. When the time comes, he will be shocked that the whole venue is dead and resurrected once again, I am afraid that the secret will not be kept.

Stark frowned slightly, but did not continue to question.

Zhang Dianyu was relieved.

The medical staff came very slowly. Zhang Dianyu looked at the white coat in a sleepwalking movement on the map, and his face became more and more stiff. He sincerely hoped that when the medical staff arrived, he would not be sent to the morgue automatically.

But the bill said that he will not die, that is to say-he needs to walk in front of Stark and wake up the sleeping princess like last time.

It’s okay to do this once, but can it not be suspicious the second time!

Having said that, these breaking things are all made out of the bill, why is he worried about it?

Zhang Dianyu thought about it carefully-probably because he would face multiple accusations after the incident was revealed. After all, not long ago, he also switched roles in the presence of several people, self-directed and played a teacher-student relationship.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." If this **** bill appeared early, he wouldn't have to face such an embarrassing situation-just dismantle the bill directly.

He frowned slightly and glanced down at the unconscious warden's bill, looking down at him. The boy always looked like a less intelligent artificially mentally retarded, which made him unconsciously unconscious. Maybe the other party is the real wisdom.

Then he saw the bill slowly stretch out a finger, re-explored his nose, and then moved down a bit, poking his cheek.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Banner walked in with his own towel—unexpectedly, unlike the unshaven PhD doctor, his towel was as clean as if it had never been used.

The doctor looked at Stark and handed the towel soaked in warm water.

Stark froze.

Banner lifted his towel and raised his chin. The boy's face was spurted with blood by Zhang Dianyu, not even wiped. The dark red blood stains dried up on the neckline of his shirt.

There was a sound of the mug falling to the ground outside, and then Stark and Banner walked over quickly, with a trace of confusion in the strong self-repression.

"Miss Rita?" Stark called the name of the second character, just mentioned by Zhang Dianyu.

Zhang Dianyu understood what he meant, and he hoped he could make a way, don't block the door-but he also thought that when he opened the door just now, he twisted his ankle.

Why does this Rita wear a pair of stiletto heels, who is going to murder with his heel?

He endured discomfort and moved aside with a stiff look, exposing the scene in the murder scene.

Bill stood at one end of the sofa, carefully watching the unconscious warden lying on it.

The boy's expression remained the same as before, and both Stark and Banner saw this. Zhang Dianyu couldn't help but winked at the bill, hoping that he could cooperate with the scene to pretend to be sad.

But he suspected that the bill could not be understood.

In fact, he is indeed right.

The bill felt his eyes, and looked over at his eyes, seemingly inquiring.

Immediately afterwards, Stark and Banner looked at him.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He should not control this bill.

The bill did not feel his mood at all, and even reached out to investigate the situation of the unconscious warden, and raised his face to look calmly at the two adults at the door: "The warden is not dead yet."

Banner froze for a short while, then rushed to the desk, grabbed the internal phone above, and dialed the number of the infirmary.

Stark's eyebrows moved slightly, staring at Zhang Dianyu with a stern eye: "Miss Rita, can I ask what happened in the room just now?"

Zhang Dianyu didn't know if he wanted to answer, but this would make him very suspicious.

He also wanted to take the position of acting warden.

"Don't you know when the medical staff arrives?" He thought about the character of "Rita Warden" and pretended to stare at Stark indifferently, "I think he doesn't I must be willing to let me reveal everything. I should respect Mr. Warden’s **."

"If I call the police now, it will be considered a criminal case." Stark looked at him without blinking his eyes. "Miss Rita, do you still have no comment on this?"

Zhang Dianyu expressionless: "Mr. Stark-Mr. Warden can't get the police to come over. With my advice, it is better to let the doctor treat him."

He hoped that this Stark wouldn't be brain-damaged, it would be terrible if he was really exhausted. When the time comes, he will be shocked that the whole venue is dead and resurrected once again, I am afraid that the secret will not be kept.

Stark frowned slightly, but did not continue to question.

Zhang Dianyu was relieved.

The medical staff came very slowly. Zhang Dianyu looked at the white coat in a sleepwalking movement on the map, and his face became more and more stiff. He sincerely hoped that when the medical staff arrived, he would not be sent to the morgue automatically.

But the bill said that he will not die, that is to say-he needs to walk in front of Stark and wake up the sleeping princess like last time.

It’s okay to do this once, but can it not be suspicious the second time!

Having said that, these breaking things are all made out of the bill, why is he worried about it?

Zhang Dianyu thought about it carefully-probably because he would face multiple accusations after the incident was revealed. After all, not long ago, he also switched roles in the presence of several people, self-directed and played a teacher-student relationship.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." If this **** bill appeared early, he wouldn't have to face such an embarrassing situation-just dismantle the bill directly.

He frowned slightly and glanced down at the unconscious warden's bill, looking down at him. The boy always looked like a less intelligent artificially mentally retarded, which made him unconsciously unconscious. Maybe the other party is the real wisdom.

Then he saw the bill slowly stretch out a finger, re-explored his nose, and then moved down a bit, poking his cheek.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Banner walked in with his own towel—unexpectedly, unlike the unshaven PhD doctor, his towel was as clean as if it had never been used.

The doctor looked at Stark and handed the towel soaked in warm water.

Stark froze.

Banner lifted his towel and raised his chin. The boy's face was spurted with blood by Zhang Dianyu, not even wiped. Dark red blood stains dried up on the neckline of his shirt

Having said that, these breaking things are all made out of the bill, why is he worried about it?

Zhang Dianyu thought about it carefully-probably because he would face multiple accusations after the incident was revealed. After all, not long ago, he also switched roles in the presence of several people, self-directed and played a teacher-student relationship.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." If this **** bill appeared early, he wouldn't have to face such an embarrassing situation-just dismantle the bill directly.

He frowned slightly and glanced down at the unconscious warden's bill, looking down at him. The boy always looked like a less intelligent artificially mentally retarded, which made him unconsciously unconscious. Maybe the other party is the real wisdom.

Then he saw the bill slowly stretch out a finger, re-explored his nose, and then moved down a bit, poking his cheek.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Banner walked in with his own towel—unexpectedly, unlike the unshaven PhD doctor, his towel was as clean as if it had never been used.

The doctor looked at Stark and handed the towel soaked in warm water.

Stark froze.

Banner lifted his towel and raised his chin. The boy's face was spurted with blood by Zhang Dianyu, not even wiped. The dark red blood stains dried up on the collar of his shirt, which seemed too weird to match his calmness beyond his apparent age.

"..." Stark looked embarrassed. "Bruce, you are embarrassing me-I was a nanny when I was fourteen..."

Banner put the towel in his hand: "Congratulations, Tony, you are more than fourteen years old."

Stark: "..."

He could only go over and catch the boy who secretly reached over the finger that poked the prisoner’s cheek: "Come and wipe."

The bill blinked and did not refuse.

Although this matter was not necessary to him, there was nothing wrong with it.

Stark squatted down, buckled the towel on the boy's face, rubbed it hard twice, and took it down to take a closer look at the slightly red face, and said with satisfaction: "That's about it."

Banner can almost write a question mark on his face.

When Stark found a bit of missing blood, and once again put the towel on the bill's face, Banner finally replaced him with a disdain.

"Thank you," Stark said heartily.

"You're welcome, Tony, think of me as your nanny at the age of 14." Banner said while wiping the blood on the bill's face.

"?" Stark thought for a while. "I think you are ironizing me."

Banner shrugged.

After wiping the bill's face almost, he rubbed the boy's collar with a towel, and finally could only say helplessly: "Do you have clean clothes? I think you should change a suit."

He glanced at the warden lying on the couch bleeding, and sighed deeply.

The bill tilted his head slightly, and was about to open his mouth to answer Banner's words. Suddenly, he was pulled away by covering his mouth with a hand.

Listening to this question, Zhang Dianyu felt an instant tension. He didn't know how the bill would be answered, but the boy appeared in his office suddenly, and he didn't prepare any clothes.

Will the bill be amazing again, saying "I can change a set on the spot"?

Stark and Banner were caught off guard by his movements, but the two were instantly alert, and Stark suddenly raised his palm cannon at him: "Release the boy."

Zhang Dianyu smiled stiffly and combed the bill's hair lightly: "Before Mr. Warden's body recovers, I think this boy also belongs to the job of acting Warden."

Bill raised his face and looked at him from below: "I have clean clothes in the same closet as the warden's clothes."

Zhang Dianyu: "..." I knew he wouldn't be like this.

But the bill used his closet without permission, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Stark still didn’t let go of his palms. Obviously, this reason couldn’t convince him: “I don’t trust you, I think we should all be clear about this, madam. Mr. Warden just stayed with you for ten minutes alone, he Lying on the sofa right now is uncomfortable-do you think I will put that boy in your hands?"

"..." Zhang Dianyu stared at Stark for a few seconds, and then pushed the bill over: "You have the final say, he is your son."

Stark: "..."

This changed so fast that he was caught off guard.

Zhang Dianyu spread his hands again: "I want to clarify that he committed suicide. The little boy also saw it, xs63

Having said that, these breaking things are all made out of the bill, why is he worried about it?

Zhang Dianyu thought about it carefully-probably because he would face multiple accusations after the incident was revealed. After all, not long ago, he also switched roles in the presence of several people, self-directed and played a teacher-student relationship.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." If this **** bill appeared early, he wouldn't have to face such an embarrassing situation-just dismantle the bill directly.

He frowned slightly and glanced down at the unconscious warden's bill, looking down at him. The boy always looked like a less intelligent artificially mentally retarded, which made him unconsciously unconscious. Maybe the other party is the real wisdom.

Then he saw the bill slowly stretch out a finger, re-explored his nose, and then moved down a bit, poking his cheek.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Banner walked in with his own towel—unexpectedly, unlike the unshaven PhD doctor, his towel was as clean as if it had never been used.

The doctor looked at Stark and handed the towel soaked in warm water.

Stark froze.

Banner lifted his towel and raised his chin. The boy's face was spurted with blood by Zhang Dianyu, not even wiped. The dark red blood stains dried up on the collar of his shirt, which seemed too weird to match his calmness beyond his apparent age.

"..." Stark looked embarrassed. "Bruce, you are embarrassing me-I was a nanny when I was fourteen..."

Banner put the towel in his hand: "Congratulations, Tony, you are more than fourteen years old."

Stark: "..."

He could only go over and catch the boy who secretly reached over the finger that poked the prisoner’s cheek: "Come and wipe."

The bill blinked and did not refuse.

Although this matter was not necessary to him, there was nothing wrong with it.

Stark squatted down, buckled the towel on the boy's face, rubbed it hard twice, then took it down to take a closer look at the slightly red face, and said with satisfaction: "That's about it."

Banner can almost write a question mark on his face.

When Stark found a bit of missing blood and once again buckled the towel on the bill's face, Banner finally replaced him with a disdain.

"Thank you," Stark said heartily.

"You're welcome, Tony, think of me as your nanny at the age of 14." Banner said while wiping the blood on the bill's face.

"?" Stark thought for a while. "I think you are ironizing me."

Banner shrugged.

After wiping the bill's face almost, he rubbed the boy's collar with a towel, and finally could only say helplessly: "Do you have clean clothes? I think you should change a suit."

He glanced at the warden lying on the couch bleeding, and sighed deeply.

The bill tilted his head slightly, and was about to open his mouth to answer Banner's words. Suddenly, he was pulled away by covering his mouth with a hand.

Listening to this question, Zhang Dianyu felt an instant tension. He didn't know how the bill would be answered, but the boy appeared in his office suddenly, and he didn't prepare any clothes.

Will the bill be amazing again, saying "I can change a set on the spot"?

Stark and Banner were caught off guard by his movements, but the two were instantly alert, and Stark suddenly raised his palm cannon at him: "Release the boy."

Zhang Dianyu smiled stiffly and combed the bill's hair lightly: "Before Mr. Warden's body recovers, I think this boy also belongs to the job of acting Warden."

Bill raised his face and looked at him from below: "I have clean clothes in the same closet as the warden's clothes."

Zhang Dianyu: "..." I knew he wouldn't be like this.

But the bill used his closet without permission, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Stark still didn’t let go of his palms. Obviously, this reason couldn’t convince him: “I don’t trust you, I think we should all be clear about this, madam. Mr. Warden just stayed with you for ten minutes alone, he Lying on the sofa right now is uncomfortable-do you think I will put that boy in your hands?"

"..." Zhang Dianyu stared at Stark for a few seconds, and then pushed the bill over: "You have the final say, he is your son."

Stark: "..."

This changed so fast that he was caught off guard.

Zhang Dianyu spread his hands again: "I want to clarify that he committed suicide. The little boy also saw it,

Will the bill be amazing again, saying "I can change a set on the spot"?

Stark and Banner were caught off guard by his movements, but the two were instantly alert, and Stark suddenly raised his palm cannon at him: "Release the boy."

Zhang Dianyu smiled stiffly and combed the bill's hair lightly: "Before Mr. Warden's body recovers, I think this boy also belongs to the job of acting Warden."

Bill raised his face and looked at him from below: "I have clean clothes in the same closet as the warden's clothes."

Zhang Dianyu: "..." I knew he wouldn't be like this.

But the bill used his closet without permission, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Stark still didn’t let go of his palms. Obviously, this reason couldn’t convince him: “I don’t trust you, I think we should all be clear about this, madam. Mr. Warden just stayed with you for ten minutes alone, he Lying on the sofa right now is uncomfortable-do you think I will put that boy in your hands?"

"..." Zhang Dianyu stared at Stark for a few seconds, and then pushed the bill over: "You have the final say, he is your son."

Stark: "..."

This changed so fast that he was caught off guard.

Zhang Dianyu spread his hands again: "I want to clarify that he committed suicide. The little boy also saw it, the prison doctor will soon come over, and they will give you the same conclusion. In addition-I know you are sure Checked the wound, use your..." Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, pretending to be just an ordinary person who has not known Iron Man through other works, "----Your "special technology" has probed. So, he committed suicide -Attempted."

Stark couldn't refute this.

But the warden did it by himself, which does not mean that he did it according to his wishes.

Standing on his chest, Zhang Dianyu rejected the next conversation with a haughty and indifferent attitude-of course, he was also a bit immobile.

Because Rita is also a warden and is in the prison, her panel is almost similar to that of the warden himself, and she can clearly see the movement on the map.

The doctor held a pale green needle and moved to the office sleepily. At the same time, the warden's blood bar has been dropping.

The governor should lose his breath again later.

Zhang Dianyu was also a little suffocated.

Finally, when the warden's blood bar was about to bottom out, the prison doctor opened the door. He went straight to the warden on the sofa, bent down and took out the injection.

Almost at the same time, the warden's long eyelashes fluttered and slowly opened his blank eyes.

And Zhang Dianyu also discovered something not so good-when the governor's body returned to normal, and when he hung up again, many options on his panel turned gray. This means that as long as the warden is on-line, he cannot control the prison.

He frowned indifferently, and then a new prompt suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Acquire Skill: Remote operation, can control another character within 20 kilometers, dual interface is online at the same time. 】

This skill came very timely.

Zhang Dianyu immediately used the skill. In front of him, something like a computer screen appeared as if he was operating a game interface, and his game character is now the warden on hook.

As he took over the "game character", the hang-up warden's confused eyes disappeared, and suddenly he sat up and slammed into the wall next to him.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The game has just started, and it's a little difficult to operate.

He tried to adapt to his hand, and when the warden tried to hug the cactus, he stabilized the situation with cold sweat.

The two people next to him were dumbfounded.

"Mr. Warden," Banner took a step forward, stopping in front of the Warden who opened his hands to the cactus, "Are you all right?"

The warden thought for a long time.

Then he answered in a dull tone: "Nothing, just dizzy."

But in fact, the real dizziness is the behind-the-scenes worker Zhang Dianyu who is standing next to him-this is a little more busy than the online decoration of the two corners. He also has to control his expression, otherwise it will look like a daze in the air. Mental retardation. xs63

Will the bill be amazing again, saying "I can change a set on the spot"?

Stark and Banner were caught off guard by his movements, but the two were instantly alert, and Stark suddenly raised his palm cannon at him: "Release the boy."

Zhang Dianyu smiled stiffly and combed the bill's hair lightly: "Before Mr. Warden's body recovers, I think this boy also belongs to the job of acting Warden."

Bill raised his face and looked at him from below: "I have clean clothes in the same closet as the warden's clothes."

Zhang Dianyu: "..." I knew he wouldn't be like this.

But the bill used his closet without permission, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Stark still didn’t let go of his palms. Obviously, this reason couldn’t convince him: “I don’t trust you, I think we should all be clear about this, madam. Mr. Warden just stayed with you for ten minutes alone, he Lying on the sofa right now is uncomfortable-do you think I will put that boy in your hands?"

"..." Zhang Dianyu stared at Stark for a few seconds, and then pushed the bill over: "You have the final say, he is your son."

Stark: "..."

This changed so fast that he was caught off guard.

Zhang Dianyu spread his hands again: "I want to clarify that he committed suicide. The little boy also saw it, the prison doctor will soon come over, and they will give you the same conclusion. In addition-I know you are sure Checked the wound, use your..." Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, pretending to be just an ordinary person who has not known Iron Man through other works, "----Your "special technology" has probed. So, he committed suicide -Attempted."

Stark couldn't refute this.

But the warden did it by himself, which does not mean that he did it according to his wishes.

Standing on his chest, Zhang Dianyu rejected the next conversation with a haughty and indifferent attitude-of course, he was also a bit immobile.

Because Rita is also a warden and is in the prison, her panel is almost similar to that of the warden himself, and she can clearly see the movement on the map.

The doctor held a pale green needle and moved to the office sleepily. At the same time, the warden's blood bar has been dropping.

The governor should lose his breath again later.

Zhang Dianyu was also a little suffocated.

Finally, when the warden's blood bar was about to bottom out, the prison doctor opened the door. He went straight to the warden on the sofa, bent down and took out the injection.

Almost at the same time, the warden's long eyelashes fluttered and slowly opened his blank eyes.

And Zhang Dianyu also discovered something not so good-when the governor's body returned to normal, and when he hung up again, many options on his panel turned gray. This means that as long as the warden is on-line, he cannot control the prison.

He frowned indifferently, and then a new prompt suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Acquire Skill: Remote operation, can control another character within 20 kilometers, dual interface is online at the same time. 】

This skill came very timely.

Zhang Dianyu immediately used the skill. In front of him, something like a computer screen appeared as if he was operating a game interface, and his game character is now the warden on hook.

As he took over the "game character", the hang-up warden's confused eyes disappeared, and suddenly he sat up and slammed into the wall next to him.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The game is just getting started, and it's a little difficult to operate.

He tried to adapt to his hand, and when the warden tried to hug the cactus, he stabilized the situation with cold sweat.

The two people next to him were dumbfounded.

"Mr. Warden," Banner took a step forward, stopping in front of the Warden who opened his hands to the cactus, "Are you all right?"

The warden thought for a long time.

Then he answered in a dull tone: "Nothing, just dizzy."

But in fact, the real dizziness is the behind-the-scenes worker Zhang Dianyu who is standing next to him-this is a little more busy than the online decoration of the two corners. He also has to control his expression, otherwise it will look like a daze in the air. Mental retardation.