The prison van drove away slowly after putting down the prisoners, leaving Zhang Dianyu and Stark looking at each other in dismay, and a clown who was tightly chained stood beside him.
According to the usual practice, they have to spend half a day in the cold wind before the prison guards can bring them into the cell.
But Zhang Dianyu was very confused about this—he ran a formal prison, not a detention center. Why would people who have not been sentenced be sent here? Is this scientific
It's a pity that he can't see the prison panel now, and he can't know how much subsidy he will get after being detained-this is what he really cares about.
He glanced at Stark, who was standing next to him wearing a battle armor and hugging his chest, and felt very unfair.
Mr. Foggs is 63 years old, his hands are still handcuffed behind his back, and he feels that he has begun to stiffen at this time. Needless to say, the dangerous criminal clown next to him, in addition to handcuffing his hands behind his back, the iron chain was wrapped around his waist several times, hanging down and locked together with the shackles to ensure that he was completely unable to move.
— but not necessarily.
Zhang Dianyu thought silently.
But Stark's treatment is much better, he is not even handcuffed - because the state troopers tried it and found that Iron Man, who refused to take off his armor, could not be handcuffed at all
"Actually, can I just turn around and leave now?" Stark glanced at the majestic prison gate and said suddenly.
Zhang Dianyu didn't know how to answer.
In theory, it can. But he must not run away—this is a special car, and returning to the prison is like returning home, everyone in it is talented, and they speak nicely.
As long as he can get a mop, he can go to the warden's office and exchange the body... Wait? Zhang Dianyu stared dumbfounded at a figure gradually approaching in the distance, and felt his heart skip a beat.
The hang-up warden walked over from the road alone, his steps were steady and his expression was calm, but he was only wearing a blood-stained vest and white boxers, and he didn't even have any shoes.
Zhang Dianyu was messed up in the wind.
why
It is true that the journey from the hospital back to the prison is not close, but it has been more than three hours since the warden set off, so he should have arrived long ago. And seeing him stripped down to his underwear and running naked in the street, he probably ran into a robber.
What kind of robbers want to rob people with empty pockets and blood on their clothes
Zhang Dianyu's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but glance to the side. Stark's mask hadn't been opened yet, and he couldn't see the other person's expression, but the frozen body had already proved many things.
Hanging up the phone, the warden gradually approached the gate of the prison. When he passed by the three of them, he walked straight to the gate without even looking at them, and waited quietly for the patrolling guards to come and open the gate.
The original warden did not have the key to the prison door, and it is even more impossible to have it now.
Zhang Dianyu wanted to cover his eyes, he felt that after today, his wind assessment was over. Thinking of this, he was a little wary.
If the warden who hung up the phone walked into the prison like this, and would meet many prisoners along the way, then everyone would probably be able to see what he looks like now.
Although the warden who hung up the phone was very calm, Zhang Dianyu couldn't be calm in his heart.
He rushed over and blocked the prison gate with his body, but he hadn't figured out what to say. If he switched bodies at this time, he would be more likely to rush directly into the tree pit dug by the opposite Warren guards and bury himself.
But soon he found that he didn't need to worry about this problem. After the guard opened the gate, he found that he stopped the warden and directly pushed him to the ground.
Mr. Fergus' stomach may have affected his balance a bit, making him easily thrown down by the guards—but it was more because Zhang Dianyu saw the guards with stun guns on them. He was afraid that at Mr. Fergus' age, , It was gone as soon as it was shot.
With his face pressed against the ground, he tried his best to glance at the on-hook warden who was about to step into the prison. At the last moment, he used the "Confinement" skill, causing the on-hook warden to bump his head into the air.
Zhang Dianyu heaved a sigh of relief.
It's a pity that things are not that simple. The warden's desire to go back to the city automatically is very strong. He is trying to get out of the range of skills again and again, and his head keeps hitting the invisible wall, which looks like a seizure.
Zhang Dianyu turned his face and buried himself in the soil.
He couldn't bear to watch this scene.
In the next second, the sound of "swish" piercing through the air suddenly appeared in his ears. He turned his head vigorously and saw that the golden-red armor was being peeled off Stark's body, and flew towards the hang-up prison that hit the air piece by piece. Long, slowly covering his whole body.
Zhang Dianyu breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the skill restriction, and the warden who hung up the phone was finally able to continue walking to the office again.
The battle armor didn't completely cover the warden's body immediately. As he walked, the golden-red armor fragments gradually stuck to his body and slowly joined together, finally making him completely hidden under the cover of the battle armor. .
Zhang Dianyu was pulled up by the guards, and Stark was handcuffed by the guards. Having lost his battle armor, he of course doesn't intend to confront the prison guards, but he still doesn't know what awaits him.
Zhang Dianyu looked at the golden-red figure that was gradually moving away, and quickly said to Stark with some guilt: "Thank you." Then he shouted loudly: "Mr. Warden!"
The panels unfolded, and he quickly switched roles. The armor cut off the cold air outside, but he still felt a little pain in some joints, as if he had been torn with someone.
"Mr. Warden, you have some minor injuries and minor scratches on your body," said the voice in the armor, "if you leave a sample of the epidermal cells under your nails now, maybe you can analyze who snatched it away. Your clothes and credit cards."
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
He was silent for a moment, and asked, "Are you Stark's artificial intelligence butler?"
"Yes, Mr. Warden." The voice in the armor replied.
"I remember that there are quite a few satellites under the name of Stark Industries. If you want, you can even monitor the entire surface at any time." Zhang Dianyu said, "Can't you see what happened from the satellite image data?"
"I can't, Mr. Warden, because you are carrying an anti-tracking device." The voice in the armor paused for a few milliseconds, which is extremely difficult to detect, "But since you don't wear many clothes now, I would like to ask—your Wasn't the anti-tracking device taken by the robbers? I still can't find out what you just experienced from the satellite imagery."
Zhang Dianyu: "..." This was beyond his expectation, no wonder Stark didn't seem to know what happened before.
So here comes the question, can he now say where he hid the anti-tracking device, in his underwear? Not suitable
Zhang Dianyu's silence seemed to be expected by the artificial intelligence, it did not continue to question, and the silence returned to the armor.
A familiar exclamation came from a distance, he felt a little guilty, and quickened his pace towards the office.
After all, before going to prison, you have to take off your clothes for inspection.
Leave the matter to Mr. Fergus himself.
Zhang Dianyu opened the game panel and saw frightened bubbles constantly rising from Stark's head, but the prison guard next to him had already pulled out his stun gun.
He probably has no choice but to be honest with the clown and Mr. Fergus.
Zhang Dianyu, guilty of not looking at the prison inspection room, reclassified the former room of Mr. Fergus as a cell, and set it up as an area for protecting prisoners, and added a cell door behind the bookshelf.
He glanced at Stark, who was bubbling with anger above his brown head. The pixel man had been stripped naked and handcuffed beside the long table with prison uniforms, looking a little cold.
Zhang Dianyu was full of guilt and decided to let him live in the morgue.
As for the clown, needless to say, he was directly arranged next door to the Red Skull—afterwards, Mr. Fergus came over and gave them all a skill-based confinement.
From now on, never even think about stepping out of this confinement room.
He thought about the title Mr. Fergus received from Seikestone, reopened the panel of the item, and added a toilet to each confinement room.
It wasn't that he suddenly realized his conscience, but he remembered that within the confinement room, Fergus could hit ten with one. Especially the super criminals in the prison who have lost their superpowers - if he had the opportunity to learn some fighting skills, he should be right, and he could be called the real toilet king.
After planning the new confinement room, he finally walked to the door of the office.
Banner was not in position at this time, because it was his yoga class time. Zhang Dianyu was secretly happy, otherwise he would have to find a way to explain why he became like this.
In fact, he was already considering the excuse of amnesia.
He turned the handle of the green employee door, but did not open it, and said to the artificial intelligence in the armor: "Thank you, Mr. AI, this is enough."
"Okay, Mr. Warden." The voice in the battle armor was calm and gentle, which seemed to have a soothing effect.
In the next second, the battle armor left behind by him was suddenly torn apart, and the hidden micro-propellers emitted tail flames. The fragments of the armor flew around the windowless room for a few times, and finally stopped at the green staff door Before.
It seems that after breaking the glass in the warden's office last time, Stark added the prison items to the no-break list, and they did not break through the door.
But the built-in sensors allow them to calculate the shortest path, so they are all waiting for Zhang Dianyu to open the door.
Zhang Dianyu actually suspected that this artificial intelligence was intentional.
But anyway, Stark in the warden's office didn't go unnoticed, and he had nothing to hide.
The moment the green staff door was opened, all the armor fragments flew out of the big hole in the warden's office, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
Zhang Dianyu opened the closet, took out a set of clean clothes, pondered for a moment facing the wall with a big hole, and decided to go back to his small bedroom to change.
He threw the clothes in the dust bag into the bedroom, went to the bathroom outside the hall to take a shower, and when he came out, he met the Warren guard who was carrying the dinner plate. He didn't expect Lecter to know that he had Came back to prison.
This made him feel a little suffocated, and for the first time began to wonder if the location of the bathroom was not right.
Why did he face the corridor directly after he got out of the shower
With such doubts, he nodded briefly to the Warren guard, opened the door of the office, and saw Lecter's face standing outside the wall through the big hole.
Zhang Dianyu: "..."