All Worlds Madhouse

Chapter 26 Confinement

A few seconds passed.

Penguin is still in shock and has not recovered.

There were many things that shocked him. For example, in the notebook in front of him, the ink stains crawled out of the page like crawlers emerging from a corpse, and then squirmed on it, and finally merged into several lines of crooked fonts.

In Gotham City, there are many people who can do tricks, but people who can perform tricks like this are rare. For a moment, Penguin even thought that the notebook could generate writing on its own. .

Of course, he knew it couldn't be true, but... if it was true, he meant if.

So what does the displayed font mean?

Is this book a reminder that Prisoner No. 21 is Harry Quinn?

So what does the term "shards of sin" mean? What does "C-level" mean? What kind of weird nickname is "Crazy Dancer"?

Forget it, never mind it, it's just a prank anyway, and it's the stupidest kind.

Because Harry Quinn is dead. Even if her body had not decomposed cleanly, she would have been buried underground, locked in an urn, or simply sunk in the river surrounding Gotham City, not in Arkham Asylum.

"This is not funny at all!" Penguin shouted in a calm voice.

"Of course it's not funny, because it's not a joke." Ziliang clasped the black note in his hand: "But it doesn't matter. I don't expect you to understand. In short, you just need to continue to help."

"Hahaha - you are really crazy." Penguin suddenly laughed and said: "I won't help you anymore, even if you conjure up a key to open the door of Arkham Asylum for me now, I won't I can't help you with anything else, even if I hand you a piece of paper to wipe my butt!"

"Is it?"

Ziliang said, showing an evil smile

"But...it's not up to you!"

Twenty minutes later, the phone rang in Warden Quincy Sharp's office.

This phone was specially designed to receive internal information from the asylum, so this made him very unhappy. Because during this period, Quincy Sharp was preparing to participate in the Gotham City mayoral election at the end of the year. He had clearly told those people half a month ago that Prison guards, leave yourselves alone.

So, he answered the phone with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"What's the matter?" he shouted.

On the other end of the phone, a prison guard's voice came: "Warden, there's something going on here. It seems you have to come."

Quincy Sharp's tone became even more unhappy: "What's the matter that you can't handle?"

"Well, this can be handled, but you'd better come here. Because... there are always fights happening recently."

Warden Quincy was slightly startled. Fights have rarely happened in recent years. After all, no one wants to be a guest in the infirmary: "Asshole, is this your first day at work? Anyone who fights will be sent to Professor Yang." There!"

The prison guard's voice sounded aggrieved: "We did do this before, but Professor Yang asked for leave. It seems that because of continuous late nights, his body can't bear it."

"Ah?" Warden Quincy was a little confused. He knew very well what kind of psychological pervert Professor Yang was. He almost regarded Arkham Asylum as a paradise. If it wasn't for some important matter, he would never ask for leave. of.

But he still didn't realize what he was about to face, and still shouted with a bit of dissatisfaction: "Okay, you guys gather all the people who are fighting together first, I will be there in a minute!"

"Well, the people who were fighting have been put in the solitary room," the guard said, "Actually, there are only two of them!"

"What!" Quincy shouted: "There are only two of you, why are you making such a fuss?"

"There are indeed only two." The guard quickly reported: "But the one who was beaten was Mr. Cobot."

Soon, the door to the confinement room was opened, and Quincy Sharp walked in hurriedly.

Then, he saw a scene that he could hardly believe.

Mr. Cobot was squatting in the corner of the solitary room, holding gauze on his nose, his eyes were a little blue, and there seemed to be a little tears.

It was obvious that Mr. Cobblepot had been beaten, quite severely, but how could anyone beat Mr Cobblepot in Arkham Asylum? You must know that his power in the prison was granted by the warden himself. To be able to beat him like this, could it be that one person singled out the entire prison area?

So Quincy Sharp looked at another corner of the solitary room with even more shocked eyes. There, the new prisoner named Ziliang was leaning against the wall like a normal person, with his legs crossed and he was making a show of it. He looked back at Warden Quincy with sadistic eyes.

"What's going on?" The warden turned sideways and asked the prison guard beside him without evading anything.

The prison guard immediately responded: "The new prisoner, Ziliang, has been fighting with people almost every day these days, so he is sent to the infirmary every day. Professor Yang has asked for leave since yesterday, and today, he beat Cobo Mr. Special, no one dared to dissuade him, because..."

Sean Sharp waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say anything more. He turned his attention to Penguin again: "Mr. Hocobot, I'm sorry that you have suffered these injustices." He said.

But Penguin didn't respond. He didn't think the other party was really apologizing to him.

"You can go out and recover well. After all, your deformed body is not as strong as a normal person." Sure enough, the warden's tone began to become colder: "And after you recover from your injuries, I have to think about it carefully. It’s an agreement between you and me.”

After saying that, Quincy Sharp tilted his head and motioned to the prison guard to take Penguin out.

The prison is like this. No matter how powerful the prisoner is, he is still just a prisoner. When a prisoner's dominance loses its effect, he also loses the value of his use.

Soon the penguin and the prison guard walked out of the solitary room, and only the warden and Ziliang were left in the entire space.

"Hello Ziliang, I think it's time for me to get to know you again." The warden looked at the other person condescendingly.

Zi Liang raised his head with eyes closed: "Oh, you are really cold-blooded. You have used the tool for so many years and it is a little bit inoperable, so you just kicked it away?"

Hearing such sarcastic words, Warden Quincy was not angry at all, but appeared very satisfied: "Of course. If the tools are old, they have to be replaced with new ones. You know what I mean."

Of course Ziliang understands that as a newcomer, no matter what method he uses, he can frighten all the prisoners in a few days, and even scare them so much that they don't dare to intervene when they beat Mr. Cobot. This is This momentum has obviously surpassed the Penguin.

"You are a smart man." The warden of Quincy saw that Ziliang did not speak, so he continued: "So I won't show off any more. From now on, what do you think of you taking over the position of that dwarf?"

Ziliang smiled and yawned lazily.

"You may have misunderstood. I have no interest in a position like this. I didn't call you here to ask for rewards based on your merits. I wanted to ask you for something."

"Oh? What is it?" The warden was still smiling, but his tone had obviously changed.

"I want the right to use your office computer," Ziliang said.

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