Zhang Dianyu is planning to explain that he does not have any special hobbies for amusement parks, just to show distance, but Banner's voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Miss Rita? How are you doing?"

Banner did not have much affection for the new acting warden, but it was not because she suddenly occupied the warden's position-more because of what just happened.

Mr. Warden had only been alone with her for more than ten minutes, and suddenly wanted to commit suicide—in any case, it made him unable to trust the Miss Rita.

But if it wasn't that there was no similarity in appearance, he really almost thought that Miss Rita was a brother and sister of Mr. Warden.

They like to hang their arms on the armrests of sofas in a daze.

And regardless of the occasion, it happened at any time-of course, Mr. Warden claimed to be thinking, but Banner thought it looked completely dazed.

Miss Rita glanced at him, cleared her throat, lowered her voice and said, "It's okay, I understand. I will now perform all duties instead of Mr. Warden." She glanced at Banner and said suddenly, "But it doesn't have to be Worry, Mr. Warden will not leave for long."

Banner was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Miss Rita to even see him worrying about this.

He felt a little sorry: "Miss Rita, I am just out of concern for Mr. Warden himself, and I don't want to question your ability to work."

Rita seemed to pause slightly, then nodded with a smile.

Banner left.

Zhang Dianyu finally took a pill for his assistant's husband. Unexpectedly, a few minutes of time, Stark had already driven halfway towards the amusement park.

He felt that telling Stark at this time that he did not want to go to the amusement park would definitely make the other party very unhappy. After thinking for a while, he turned the warden to look around and looked at Stark and said, "You are speeding."

Stark: "..."

"My housekeeper has seen it. There aren't even any tires around here, let alone other vehicles." The oncoming wind outside the window blew his hair up and Stark glanced at the co-pilot. At a glance, "Also helped me deal with the ticket-if I can, I am willing to pay a few in advance, and use it when needed."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The ugly face of the capitalist.

The bill in the back seat did not express any opinion on their trip-of course, he didn't really care whether it was a paternity test or an amusement park.

Zhang Dianyu sighed secretly.

It seems that he will have to spend more than half a day.

The amusement park soon arrived, Zhang Dianyu in the deserted office, carefully controlled the warden beside Stark, gradually got some remote operation experience, and became more familiar with it.

There was no one in the parking lot, only a few broken cars that no one wanted were still parked awkwardly, I don't know if there was any owner.

Zhang Dianyu looked outside through the warden's game panel, feeling a little puzzled.

The last time he came here as Sykstone, there was always a hustle and bustle of noise outside, and the noise of noise and screaming could be heard from afar.

Is Stark's navigation okay?

Zhang Dianyu had doubts, but this is obviously unlikely. After all, Stark has many of his own private satellites, so that even an amusement park can't navigate it.

The two got off the train one after another. Zhang Dianyu took control of the warden and stepped down, without even hitting the door next to him, feeling confident.

Stark leaned against the door next to it and did not pick up the bills that followed.

Zhang Dianyu controlled the warden and turned his head, looking at Stark with some doubt.

"In fact, it's not as lively as it used to be." Stark shrugged. "I'm not sure you want to see...what, but since this is your request--"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Don’t mention Sykes Stone anymore, that is himself, they are innocent.

He asked the warden to open the back seat door and took the bill down.

So far, I have to take the bill to ride the roller coaster daringly-I don't know if this little thing will be calm on it.

Stark stopped talking, but in the end he said nothing.

It wasn't until Zhang Dianyu manipulated the warden to the gate of the amusement park that he realized what was meant by "not as lively as before" in Stark's mouth-in fact, it is now empty. The ticket office is empty and the window has been covered with a thin layer of dust.

The gate of the amusement park is tightly locked with iron chains, and it seems that it has not been open to the public for some time.

xs63 Zhang Dianyu is planning to explain that he has no special hobbies for amusement parks, just to show distance, but Banner's voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Miss Rita? How are you doing?"

Banner did not have much affection for the new acting warden, but it was not because she suddenly occupied the warden's position-more because of what just happened.

Mr. Warden had only been alone with her for more than ten minutes, and suddenly wanted to commit suicide—in any case, it made him unable to trust the Miss Rita.

But if it wasn't that there was no similarity in appearance, he really almost thought that Miss Rita was a brother and sister of Mr. Warden.

They like to hang their arms on the armrests of sofas in a daze.

And regardless of the occasion, it happened at any time-of course, Mr. Warden claimed to be thinking, but Banner thought it looked completely dazed.

Miss Rita glanced at him, cleared her throat, lowered her voice and said, "It's okay, I understand. I will now perform all duties instead of Mr. Warden." She glanced at Banner and said suddenly, "But it doesn't have to be Worry, Mr. Warden will not leave for long."

Banner was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Miss Rita to even see him worrying about this.

He felt a little sorry: "Miss Rita, I am just out of concern for Mr. Warden himself, and I don't want to question your ability to work."

Rita seemed to pause slightly, then nodded with a smile.

Banner left.

Zhang Dianyu finally took a pill for his assistant's husband. Unexpectedly, a few minutes of time, Stark had already driven halfway towards the amusement park.

He felt that telling Stark at this time that he did not want to go to the amusement park would definitely make the other party very unhappy. After thinking for a while, he turned the warden to look around and looked at Stark and said, "You are speeding."

Stark: "..."

"My housekeeper has seen it. There aren't even any tires around here, let alone other vehicles." The oncoming wind outside the window blew his hair up and Stark glanced at the co-pilot. At a glance, "Also helped me deal with the ticket-if I can, I am willing to pay a few in advance, and use it when needed."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The ugly face of the capitalist.

The bill in the back seat did not express any opinion on their trip-of course, he didn't really care whether it was a paternity test or an amusement park.

Zhang Dianyu sighed secretly.

It seems that he will have to spend more than half a day.

The amusement park soon arrived, Zhang Dianyu in the deserted office, carefully controlled the warden beside Stark, gradually got some remote operation experience, and became more familiar with it.

There was no one in the parking lot, only a few broken cars that no one wanted were still parked awkwardly, I don't know if there was any owner.

Zhang Dianyu looked outside through the warden's game panel, feeling a little puzzled.

The last time he came here as Sykstone, there was always a hustle and bustle of noise outside, and the noise of noise and screaming could be heard from afar.

Is Stark's navigation okay?

Zhang Dianyu had doubts, but this is obviously unlikely. After all, Stark has many of his own private satellites, so that even an amusement park can't navigate it.

The two got off the train one after another. Zhang Dianyu took control of the warden and stepped down, without even hitting the door next to him, feeling confident.

Stark leaned against the door next to it and did not pick up the bills that followed.

Zhang Dianyu controlled the warden and turned his head, looking at Stark with some doubt.

"In fact, it's not as lively as it used to be." Stark shrugged. "I'm not sure you want to see...what, but since this is your request--"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Don’t mention Sykes Stone anymore, that is himself, they are innocent.

He asked the warden to open the back seat door and took the bill down.

So far, I have to take the bill to ride the roller coaster daringly-I don't know if this little thing will be calm on it.

Stark stopped talking, but in the end he said nothing.

It wasn't until Zhang Dianyu manipulated the warden to the gate of the amusement park that he realized what was meant by "not as lively as before" in Stark's mouth-in fact, it is now empty. The ticket office is empty and the window has been covered with a thin layer of dust.

The gate of the amusement park is tightly locked with iron chains, and it seems that it has not been open to the public for some time.

Too likely, after all, Stark has many of his own private satellites, so that even an amusement park cannot be navigated out.

The two got off the train one after another. Zhang Dianyu took control of the warden and stepped down, without even hitting the door next to him, feeling confident.

Stark leaned against the door next to it and did not pick up the bills that followed.

Zhang Dianyu controlled the warden and turned his head, looking at Stark with some doubt.

"In fact, it's not as lively as it used to be." Stark shrugged. "I'm not sure you want to see...what, but since this is your request--"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Don’t mention Sykes Stone anymore, that is himself, they are innocent.

He asked the warden to open the back seat door and took the bill down.

So far, I have to take the bill to ride the roller coaster daringly-I don't know if this little thing will be calm on it.

Stark stopped talking, but in the end he said nothing.

It wasn't until Zhang Dianyu manipulated the warden to the gate of the amusement park that he realized what was meant by "not as lively as before" in Stark's mouth-in fact, it is now empty. The ticket office is empty and the window has been covered with a thin layer of dust.

The gate of the amusement park is tightly locked with iron chains, and it seems that it has not been open to the public for some time.

Stark didn't follow them to the main entrance, but walked around the fence next to it, vigorously rubbed his wrist, and then climbed the fence that was not difficult to climb.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He just thought he had done a good job with the character, and now he is allowed to climb the spiked fence again-life is always so difficult.

Stark has turned over. He gestured at the warden and pointed to the bill next to it.

Zhang Dianyu controlled the warden to turn to the bill and reached out to grab the boy's neck.

Stark opposite opened his mouth wide.

Zhang Dianyu moved his arms hard and finally hugged the bill.

Stark's mouth closed, but he looked at Mr. Warden's gesture of picking up the boy and felt that it was still awkward-from this point of view, the boy might be inserted directly by him on the spike above the fence .

Stark could only command by waving his arms: "Mr. Warden, please raise him a little - yes, a little higher."

Zhang Dianyu struggled to send the bill to the opposite side.

The following is his new round of suicide.

Stark and the silent warden looked at each other across the railing for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu could only control the warden to start climbing the fence.

As it turned out, this low-profile fence was full of challenges for remote operation. When Stark finally gasped, he helped the warden try to turn into the amusement park without piercing himself. At that time, he was so tired that his forehead was soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

"Mr. Warden, you really should exercise." Stark said with his knees.

Zhang Dianyu's eyes fell on the man's small belly and felt a little unconvinced.

But the problem is that he is now controlling his second role, and he is not able to hide his sight well.

Stark followed his gaze down, and saw his little belly stand out from under the shirt.

"I am," he said silently, "Iron Man, Iron, understand?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He got up and looked away, looking around.

According to previous memories, this is indeed the amusement park-but the situation now looks very bad, making his mood inevitably heavy.

Stark looked at the warden next to him and said nothing, but pulled up the bill next to him and walked slowly along the path of scattered leaves.

Zhang Dianyu followed them.

All the sights are deserted amusement rides. They are not too run-down because they are not too long, but they still make people feel bleak.

It was originally a lively amusement park.

The governor's footsteps slowly stopped, standing in the middle of the road, looking a little lost.

Stark's figure also stopped from afar.

He guessed that Mr. Warden might have thought of the little prisoner who sacrificed himself when the psychological defense was most vulnerable.

Zhang Dianyu got on the small train next to him, with his elbows on his knees, and looked at the small lake with only a layer of water left.

Stark walked back with the hand of the bill, took the boy on the small train, and looked down at the contemplative xs63. It was too possible. After all, Stark had many of his own private satellites, so that even an amusement park could not be navigated.

The two got off the train one after another. Zhang Dianyu took control of the warden and stepped down, without even hitting the door next to him, feeling confident.

Stark leaned against the door next to it and did not pick up the bills that followed.

Zhang Dianyu controlled the warden and turned his head, looking at Stark with some doubt.

"In fact, it's not as lively as it used to be." Stark shrugged. "I'm not sure you want to see...what, but since this is your request--"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Don’t mention Sykes Stone anymore, that is himself, they are innocent.

He asked the warden to open the back seat door and took the bill down.

So far, I have to take the bill to ride the roller coaster daringly-I don't know if this little thing will be calm on it.

Stark stopped talking, but in the end he said nothing.

It wasn't until Zhang Dianyu manipulated the warden to the gate of the amusement park that he realized what was meant by "not as lively as before" in Stark's mouth-in fact, it is now empty. The ticket office is empty and the window has been covered with a thin layer of dust.

The gate of the amusement park is tightly locked with iron chains, and it seems that it has not been open to the public for some time.

Stark didn't follow them to the main entrance, but walked around the fence next to it, vigorously rubbed his wrist, and then climbed the fence that was not difficult to climb.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He just thought he had done a good job with the character, and now he is allowed to climb the spiked fence again-life is always so difficult.

Stark has turned over. He gestured at the warden and pointed to the bill next to it.

Zhang Dianyu controlled the warden to turn to the bill and reached out to grab the boy's neck.

Stark opposite opened his mouth wide.

Zhang Dianyu moved his arms hard and finally hugged the bill.

Stark's mouth closed, but he looked at Mr. Warden's gesture of picking up the boy and felt that it was still awkward-from this point of view, the boy might be inserted directly by him on the spike above the fence .

Stark could only command by waving his arms: "Mr. Warden, please raise him a little - yes, a little higher."

Zhang Dianyu struggled to send the bill to the opposite side.

The following is his new round of suicide.

Stark and the silent warden looked at each other across the railing for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu could only control the warden to start climbing the fence.

As it turned out, this low-profile fence was full of challenges for remote operation. When Stark finally gasped, he helped the warden try to turn into the amusement park without piercing himself. At that time, he was so tired that his forehead was soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

"Mr. Warden, you really should exercise." Stark said with his knees.

Zhang Dianyu's eyes fell on the man's small belly and felt a little unconvinced.

But the problem is that he is now controlling his second role, and he is not able to hide his sight well.

Stark followed his gaze down, and saw his little belly stand out from under the shirt.

"I am," he said silently, "Iron Man, Iron, understand?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He got up and looked away, looking around.

According to previous memories, this is indeed the amusement park-but the situation now looks very bad, making his mood inevitably heavy.

Stark looked at the warden next to him and said nothing, but pulled up the bill next to him and walked slowly along the path of scattered leaves.

Zhang Dianyu followed them.

All the sights are deserted amusement rides. They are not too run-down because they are not too long, but they still make people feel bleak.

It was originally a lively amusement park.

The governor's footsteps slowly stopped, standing in the middle of the road, looking a little lost.

Stark's figure also stopped from afar.

He guessed that Mr. Warden might have thought of the little prisoner who sacrificed himself when the psychological defense was most vulnerable.

Zhang Dianyu got on the small train next to him, with his elbows on his knees, and looked at the small lake with only a layer of water left.

Stark walked back with the hand of the bill, took the boy on the train, looking down and meditating

Stark followed his gaze down, and saw his little belly stand out from under the shirt.

"I am," he said silently, "Iron Man, Iron, understand?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He got up and looked away, looking around.

According to previous memories, this is indeed the amusement park-but the situation now looks very bad, making his mood inevitably heavy.

Stark looked at the warden next to him and said nothing, but pulled up the bill next to him and walked slowly along the path of scattered leaves.

Zhang Dianyu followed them.

All the sights are deserted amusement rides. They are not too run-down because they are not too long, but they still make people feel bleak.

It was originally a lively amusement park.

The governor's footsteps slowly stopped, standing in the middle of the road, looking a little lost.

Stark's figure also stopped from afar.

He guessed that Mr. Warden might have thought of the little prisoner who sacrificed himself when the psychological defense was most vulnerable.

Zhang Dianyu got on the small train next to him, with his elbows on his knees, and looked at the small lake with only a layer of water left.

Stark walked back with the hand of the bill, took the boy on the train, and looked down at the contemplative warden beside him.

"Maybe, I think it should be happier in the amusement park?" He shrugged when he finished, "Forget it - this sentence is too stupid, sorry."

"I'm sorry," he heard the warden said, "it shouldn't be like this here."

Stark froze slightly.

He thought that the governor missed his dead prisoner here, but he did not expect the governor to think about this issue.

"This." Stark Mai stepped up and sat next to the bill. "When the clown appeared in the amusement park, the passenger traffic here plummeted, and he couldn't make ends meet. The principal had to resell it." He shrugged. "So I bought it at the market value standard during the period of the highest turnover, and I was thinking about what building should be converted into it."

The warden looked up at him.

Stark looked at the other person's eyes, suddenly uncomfortable.

"It's nothing. This kind of thing happens often." He rubbed the bill's head. "It's time to get used to it."

Zhang Dianyu in the office looked at the game panel in the air for a while and solemnly entered a sentence in the dialog box.

"Thank you."

Stark was dumbfounded, and it seemed that he didn't know how to answer.

"This... doesn't seem to be thankful?" He shrugged. "No one should attribute the criminal's fault to himself."

The bill next to him suddenly lifted his face, tilted his head slightly, and seemed to be thinking.

Stark rubbed his little head: "This matter is a bit more complicated. It's not before you start thinking about it-I said, can we change places to sit? This is for children under 8 years old. Little train."

In Stark's complaint, Zhang Dianyu was forced to leave the train.

The bill came out last, and Stark held out his hand to help him, and then seemed puzzled.

"Boy, your pants seem to be a bit short-and I don't know why, I always think it was not like this."

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the bill standing in front of the little train.

The boy still had a serious expression, but when he looked down, he could see that the legs of the little brown-grey suit pants were obviously shorter.

Zhang Dianyu also remembered that the bill's clothes were originally fitted. Xs63 Stark followed his gaze down, and saw his little belly stand out from under the shirt.

"I am," he said silently, "Iron Man, Iron, understand?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He got up and looked away, looking around.

According to previous memories, this is indeed the amusement park-but the situation now looks very bad, making his mood inevitably heavy.

Stark looked at the warden next to him and said nothing, but pulled up the bill next to him and walked slowly along the path of scattered leaves.

Zhang Dianyu followed them.

All the sights are deserted amusement rides. They are not too run-down because they are not too long, but they still make people feel bleak.

It was originally a lively amusement park.

The governor's footsteps slowly stopped, standing in the middle of the road, looking a little lost.

Stark's figure also stopped from afar.

He guessed that Mr. Warden might have thought of the little prisoner who sacrificed himself when the psychological defense was most vulnerable.

Zhang Dianyu got on the small train next to him, with his elbows on his knees, and looked at the small lake with only a layer of water left.

Stark walked back with the hand of the bill, took the boy on the train, and looked down at the contemplative warden beside him.

"Maybe, I think it should be happier in the amusement park?" He shrugged when he finished, "Forget it - this sentence is too stupid, sorry."

"I'm sorry," he heard the warden said, "it shouldn't be like this here."

Stark froze slightly.

He thought that the governor missed his dead prisoner here, but he did not expect the governor to think about this issue.

"This." Stark Mai stepped up and sat next to the bill. "When the clown appeared in the amusement park, the passenger traffic here plummeted, and he couldn't make ends meet. The principal had to resell it." He shrugged. "So I bought it at the market value standard during the period of the highest turnover, and I was thinking about what building should be converted into it."

The warden looked up at him.

Stark looked at the other person's eyes, suddenly uncomfortable.

"It's nothing. This kind of thing happens often." He rubbed the bill's head. "It's time to get used to it."

Zhang Dianyu in the office looked at the game panel in the air for a while and solemnly entered a sentence in the dialog box.

"Thank you."

Stark was dumbfounded, and it seemed that he didn't know how to answer.

"This... doesn't seem to be thankful?" He shrugged. "No one should attribute the criminal's fault to himself."

The bill next to him suddenly lifted his face, tilted his head slightly, and seemed to be thinking.

Stark rubbed his little head: "This matter is a bit more complicated. It's not before you start thinking about it-I said, can we change places to sit? This is for children under 8 years old. Little train."

In Stark's complaint, Zhang Dianyu was forced to leave the train.

The bill came out last, and Stark held out his hand to help him, and then seemed puzzled.

"Boy, your pants seem to be a bit short-and I don't know why, I always think it was not like this."

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the bill standing in front of the little train.

The boy still had a serious expression, but when he looked down, he could see that the legs of the little brown-grey suit pants were obviously shorter.

Zhang Dianyu also remembered that the bill's clothes were originally fitted.