"Maybe." Mr. Wayne replied with a disapproving expression and raised eyebrows.
Zhang Dianyu played with Mr. Wayne with a smile on his face.
With a tacit expression, the two used the adult's technique of changing the subject.
Zhang Dianyu gestured to the iron door in the corner as if introducing an orangutan: "Behind this closed door is the famous lunatic—Arkham's transferred prisoner clown."
A room was separated from the corner of the morgue, which was a heavy dark gray iron door. Zhang Dianyu hesitated for a moment, and asked the accompanying guard to open the small delivery window.
By the way, let the guard take this opportunity to stuff the Joker with a dinner plate, show Batman the feeding behavior, and prepare to seal the door with a concrete wall after he leaves.
The only problem is that Mr. Wayne proposed to borrow the engineering team. It may not be so easy to tear down the wall and build the wall in the future.
And there is the most critical thing - can one more wall, or two, really stop the mental illness of the clown
Zhang Dianyu couldn't help opening the map again.
The status of the clown has not changed, he is still happy, and the demand is still only a deck of playing cards.
The guard forcefully opened the closed delivery window, and the piercing sound of metal friction interrupted Zhang Dianyu's thoughts.
"402001, eat!"
The pixel villain guards on the map actually look exactly like real humans, but their behavior is obviously not so realistic, and their tone is blunt and rigid.
There was no response from the small window, and a few seconds later, there was a pleasant chuckle.
Except that the laughter was not pleasant, even rusty and sharp.
"I smell a little familiar..." The clown hummed softly, as if talking to himself.
The guard didn't understand the style at all: "402001, eat!"
Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, the clown has a very keen sense of smell
Guard: "402001, eat!"
Zhang Dianyu: "...don't shout any more."
The guard put his feet together and bumped his heels, and saluted with a slap: "Yes, Mr. Warden!"
A pair of dark green pupils appeared at the food delivery port, and the clown smiled and dragged out his tone: "Oh—the warden?"
The guard dutifully walked over to "swipe and pull" to close the small delivery window, and locked the outside.
"..."
Zhang Dianyu hesitated to speak, thought for a while and said to the guard: "You... go to the kitchen to help carry the ingredients these two days, and you will come back to duty after I agree."
It's impossible for the clown not to cause trouble these days. This idiot pixel villain who doesn't let him make a declaration may already be on his blacklist.
The guard's expression remained unchanged, and he saluted and said, "Yes, Mr. Warden."
Then he turned and walked out of the morgue. He has now been sent to the kitchen, but he will not ask why.
Wayne next to him glanced at Zhang Dianyu.
Zhang Dianyu pretended not to see it, so when he was looking around, he happened to see a note slipped out from under the door of the confinement room, and there seemed to be writing on it.
Zhang Dianyu bent down and stretched out his hand to pick up the note, when Wayne's expression changed and he immediately blocked his arm.
"Wait, maybe it's a trap."
This reaction speed is a bit fast, and it collapses the lazy and lazy character he pretended to be.
But Zhang Dianyu didn't collapse. He calmly pushed Wayne's hand away, picked up the note, and wrote a line on it: "I forgot to bring my playing cards, Mr. Warden."
Another guard just walked into the morgue and stood at attention beside him, replacing the idiot just now.
"Do you have a pen?" Zhang Dianyu asked him.
The guard took out a pen and handed it to him, Zhang Dianyu replied on the note, and slipped it back under the crack of the door.
Then he said to the guard: "The gap in the door is too big, let the engineering team seal it with cement."
Wayne: "…"
The last note on the note was: Don't worry, Mr. Clown, if you bring it, it will be confiscated.
Zhang Dianyu turned a blind eye to Mr. Wayne's wonderful expression: "As you can see, Mr. Wayne, the clown is very safe here, and so are everyone else."
Wayne paused: "Mr. Warden, I noticed...he still has a pen in his hand?"
Pens are things that can be turned into murder weapons in the right hands—and the Joker just happens to be.
Zhang Dianyu thought about it, and it was true.
But the prison has not yet set up a prison inspection room, that is, the place where the prisoners are stripped and searched for their belongings. After the inspection, their personal belongings will be sealed up and they can only be taken away when they are released from prison.
But the guards in the prison are a bit naive, let alone a pen brought in by the clown, maybe there is something else.
No — almost certainly.
Unexpectedly, Wayne did not continue to delve into it, but turned to the topic of the engineering team: "Mr. Warden, the matter of the holiday villa will trouble the engineering team in the prison." He showed a very satisfied look, as if Zhang Dianyu really He was brought to see the efficiency of the engineering team.
"At your command at any time, Mr. Wayne." Zhang Dianyu shook hands with him sincerely.
Obviously, Wayne didn't have high expectations for the prison. The clown just brought a pen, and he didn't bring in more exciting things in Arkham.
In this prison that can't even install electronically controlled doors... Obviously, there will be no such rigorous searches.
"But I heard," Wayne said suddenly, "some media might be interested in your place recently, after all—a lot of boring people will also pay attention to the new trend of placing clowns."
Zhang Dianyu glanced at Wayne with a smile on his face—the media you mentioned might not be one of your reporter friends.
He sincerely thanked the other party: "Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Wayne. But everything in the prison can be completely disclosed to the public—including the reform plan and the prison's security concept, which have very sound scientific basis."
After all, this is a game, it can't say that its setting is not scientific enough and lacks rigor, right
Wayne couldn't answer for a while, and he took a deep breath, feeling the need to digest the bullshit.
After seeing Wayne off, Zhang Dianyu reopened the game panel.
Since the engineering team is about to be borrowed by Wayne, they will work hard tonight, don't rest, and finish all the parts to be built overnight.
The prison has just received a new payment to strengthen Wayne's project funds and the upcoming monthly government subsidy, and the entire prison can make major adjustments next.
But not yet, because everything was disrupted by Wayne (with money).
But it's not a big problem.
Now that Wayne had already hinted that his reporter friend was coming to poke his brains, it was clear that the plan to keep the clown in isolation would not work.
And the “establishment of a psych ward” that has been sitting on the to-do list for a long time needs a little attention.
Zhang Dianyu opened the game panel, browsed the available psychiatrists, and saw a resume that stood out.
"Harlene Quizell"
This name sounds familiar, Zhang Dianyu fell into deep thought.