Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

After the prisoner put down the prisoner, he drove away slowly, leaving Zhang Dianyu staring at Stark, and beside him stood a clown tightly chained.

According to established practice, they have to blow cold wind for half a day before the prison guards can bring them into the cell.

But Zhang Dianyu was very confused about it-he was in a regular prison, not a detention center. Why would anyone who has not been sentenced be sent over? Is this science?

It's a pity that he can't see the prison panel now, and he can't know how much subsidy he can get after being put in. This is what he really cares about.

He glanced at Stark, standing next to him with his armor on his chest, feeling very unfair.

Mr. Fergus is 63 years old and his hands are still handcuffed behind his back, and he feels stiff. The dangerous criminal next to him, needless to say, in addition to handcuffing his hands, the iron chain was wrapped around his waist for several times, hanging down and locked with his shackles, ensuring that he could not move at all.

——But not necessarily.

Zhang Dianyu thought silently.

But Stark's treatment is much better, he was not even handcuffed-because the State Police tried it and found that Iron Man who refused to take off his armor could not be handcuffed at all?

"In fact, can I turn around and leave now?" Stark glanced at the majestic prison door and said suddenly.

Zhang Dianyu didn't know how to answer.

In theory, it is. But he certainly did not run away-this is a shuttle bus. Returning to prison is like returning home. All of them are talented people, and they speak nicely.

As long as he can get a mop, he can go to the warden's office to exchange his body ... wait? Zhang Dianyu stared dumbfoundedly at a figure gradually coming in the distance, feeling a sigh in his heart.

The on-hook warden walked over the road alone, his footsteps were steady, his expression calm, but he only wore a bloodstained vest and white boxers, and even no shoes.

Zhang Dianyu was messy in the wind.

Why is this happening?

It was indeed not too short to walk back from the hospital to the prison, but it had been more than three hours since the warden had departed and should have arrived. And seeing that he was stripped so that only underwear was streaking on the street, I'm afraid he met a robber.

What kind of robbers even rob people with empty pockets and **** clothes?

Zhang Dianyu's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help glancing at the side. Stark's faceplate hasn't been opened yet. He can't see the other person's expression, but his stiff body has proved many things.

The on-hook warden gradually approached the prison gate. When passing by the three, he didn't even look at it. He walked straight to the gate and quietly waited for the patrolling guard to come and open the door.

The original warden had no prison key, and now it is even more impossible.

Zhang Dianyu wants to cover his eyes. He feels that his style evaluation is over after today. Thinking of this, he was a little wary.

If the warden went into prison like this and would encounter many prisoners along the way, then I am afraid that everyone can see what he is like now.

Although the warden was very calm on the hook, Zhang Dianyu couldn't calm down.

He rushed over and stopped his body in front of the prison gate, but he hadn't figured out what to say. If he exchanges his body at this time, he is more likely to rush directly into the tree pit dug by the Warren guard opposite and bury himself.

But soon he realized that this problem did not require him to tangle. After the guard opened the door, he found that he had stopped the warden and directly pushed him to the ground.

Mr. Fergus's stomach may affect his body balance a bit, making him easily thrown down by the guards-but more often Zhang Dianyu saw the guards carrying stun guns. He was afraid of Mr. Fergus ’s At the age of one, it will be gone immediately after being hit.

He stuck his face on the ground, struggling to glance at the warden who was about to step into the prison. At the last minute, he used the technique of "confinement", which caused the warden to hit the air.

Zhang Dianyu was relieved.

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 skill range again and again. His head constantly hits the invisible wall and looks like a seizure.

Zhang Dianyu turned his face and buried himself in the mud.

He couldn't stand this scene anymore.

The next second, the whizzing sound of "Whoosh" suddenly appeared in his ear. He slammed his head hard and saw that the golden-red armor was peeling off Stark and flew to the on-hook prison that hit the air. Long, slowly covering his whole body.

Zhang Dianyu sighed with relief and lifted the skill restrictions. The warden on hook could finally continue to the office again.

The armor did not immediately cover the body of the warden on hook. As he walked, the golden and red armor fragments gradually attached to the body and slowly joined, eventually leaving him concealed under the armor. .

Zhang Dianyu was pulled up by the guard, and Stark was handcuffed by the guard.

After losing his armor, he certainly doesn't plan to fight with the prison guards, but he still doesn't know what will be waiting for him.

Zhang Dianyu looked at the golden-red figure that was gradually moving away, and quickly apologized to Stark: "Thank you." Then he shouted loudly: "Mr. Warden!"

The panel expanded, and he quickly switched roles. The cold air was cut off from the outside of the armor, but he still felt a few pains in his joints, as if he had been torn apart.

"Mr. Warden, you have some minor injuries and minor scratches on your body," said the voice in the armor. "If you now leave a sample of epidermal cells in the cracks of your nails, you may be able to analyze who stole them Your clothes and credit card. "

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you the Stark butler of artificial intelligence?"

"Yes, Mr. Warden." The voice in Warframe answered.

"I remember there are many 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 was extremely difficult to find. "But since you don't wear much clothes now, ask abruptly-you Has n’t the anti-tracking device been taken away by the robbers? I still ca n’t find the incident you just experienced from the effects of the satellite shooting. ”

Zhang Dianyu: "..." This was really unexpected, no wonder Stark didn't seem to know what happened before.

So the question is coming, can he now say where he hides the anti-tracking device, in his underwear? Not suitable?

Zhang Dianyu's silence seemed to be within the expectation of artificial intelligence. It didn't continue to question, and the Warframe returned to silence.

There was a familiar scream from a distance, he was a little ill, and accelerated his pace towards the office.

After all, before going to jail, you have to take off your clothes for inspection.

Let this matter let Mr. Fergus himself.

Zhang Dianyu opened the game panel and saw Stark's head continuously with bubbles of panic, but the prison guard next to him had already pulled out his stun gun.

He was afraid that he had no choice but to be honest with the clown and Mr. Fergus.

Zhang Dianyu guilty of not looking at the jail inspection room, reassigned Mr. Fergus's previous room as a cell, and set it up to protect the prisoner area, and added a cell door behind the bookshelf.

He glanced at Stark with an angry bubble above his brown head. The villain had been stripped away and was handcuffed to the long table where the prison uniform was placed. It looked a bit cold.

Zhang Dianyu was full of guilt and decided to let him stay in the morgue.

As for the clown, it goes without saying that it is arranged directly to the next door of the red skull-and then replaced by Mr. Vogels, adding a skill-type confinement to them.

From now on, don't want to step out of this confinement room anymore.

He thought about the title Mr. Fergus received from Cyclone, reopened the panel of the items, and added a toilet to each confinement room.

It was not that he suddenly found his conscience, but that he remembered that Fergus could play ten in a confinement room. Especially the super criminals in prison have lost their superpowers-if he has the opportunity to learn some fighting skills, there should be no omissions, and he can be called the king of the real toilet.

After planning the new confinement room, he finally reached the door of the office.

Banner at this time is not in position, because this is 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 thinking about the excuse for amnesia.

He twisted the handle of the green employee's door, but did not open it, and said to the artificial intelligence in the armor: "Thank you, Mr. AI, here is enough."

"Okay, Mr. Warden." The voice in Warframe was calm and gentle, and seemed to have a soothing effect.

The next second, the armor that was left behind was suddenly torn apart, the hidden micro propellers emitted tail flames, and the armor fragments flew a few times in the room without windows, and finally stopped at the green staff door. prior to.

It seems that after the last time he broke the glass of the warden's office, Stark added the prison items to the list of prohibited destruction. They did not break through the door.

But the built-in sensors allow them to measure the shortest path, so they are waiting for Zhang Dianyu to open the door.

Zhang Dianyu actually suspected that this artificial intelligence was intentional.

But anyway, Stark, the warden's office, didn't enter less, and he had nothing to hide.

The moment the green staff door was opened, all the pieces of the armor flew out of the big hole in the warden's office, the scene was extremely spectacular.

Zhang Dianyu opened the wardrobe, took out a set of clean clothes from inside, and pondered for a moment against a wall with a big hole open, and decided to go back to his small bedroom to change clothes.

He threw the clothes in the dust bag into the bedroom and took a shower in the bathroom outside the hall. When he came out, he met the Warren guard with the dinner plate. Unexpectedly, Lecter knew he had already Come back to prison.

This made him feel a little suffocated, and for the first time began to wonder if the location of this bathroom was not right.

Why does he have to face the hallway after taking a bath?

With such doubts, he nodded briefly to Guard Warren, opened the door of the office, and saw Laket's face standing outside the wall from the big hole.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."