A few seconds later...

The Penguin was still in shock and did not recover.

There were many things that shocked him, such as the notebook in front of him, and those ink marks were like crawlers drilling out of the paper page, and then squirmed on it, and finally they formed several lines of crooked fonts.

In Gotham City, there are many people who can make tricks, but it is rare for people who can make tricks like this. For a moment, the Penguin even thought that the notes could give birth to their own handwriting.

Of course, he knew that it could not be true, but...if it was true...he was saying if.

So what does this revealed font mean?

This book is reminding that the 21st Prisoner is Harry Quinn?

What does the word "fragment of sin" mean? What does "C-class" mean? What is the strange nickname of "crazy dancer"?

Forget it, no matter what, it's just a prank, and it's the stupidest one.

Because Harry Quinn is dead. Even if her body is not rotten, she is buried underground, locked in an urn, or simply sunk in the ring of Gotham City... instead of this Arkham Asylum.

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

"Of course it's not funny, because this is not a joke." Ziliang put on the black notes in his hand: "But it doesn't matter, I didn't expect you to understand, in short, you just need to continue to help."

"Hahaha-you are so crazy." The penguin suddenly laughed: "I won't help you anymore. Even if you create a key to open the door of the Arkham Asylum prison for me now, I can't help you anymore, even if I hand over a piece of paper to wipe my butt!"

"Is that true?"

Ziliang said, showing an evil smile...

"But...this is unforgivable!"

......

......

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

This phone call is specially used to receive information from the asylum inside the madhouse, so it made him very unhappy... because Quincy Sharp is preparing to participate in the Gotham City mayoral election at the end of the year. Half a month ago, he clearly told the prison guards not to disturb himself.

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

"What's wrong?" he shouted.

On the other end of the phone, a prison guard's voice came: "Warner......... There's something here, you seem to have to come."

Quincy Sharp's tone became even more displeased: "What's the matter, can't you handle it?"

"Uh...this can be handled, but...you'd better come here because...there are always fighting recently."

Warden Quincy was slightly stunned. Fighting incidents have rarely happened in recent years. After all, no one wants to visit the infirmary: "Bitch, are you here to work on the first day? Anyone who fights will send me to Professor Yang's place!"

The prison guard's voice seemed aggrieved: "We did do this before, but... Professor Yang asked for leave. It seemed that because he stayed up late, his body could not bear it anymore."

"Ah?" Warden Quincy was a little confused. He knew very well how perverted Professor Yang was. He almost treated Arkham Asylum as a paradise. If it weren't for some big event, he would never have asked for leave.

But he still didn't realize what he was going to face, and shouted with a little dissatisfaction: "Okay, you gather all the people who fight together first, and I'll go there later!"

"Uh... the fighters have been locked in the confinement room..." the guard said, "Actually, there are only two people!"

"What!" Quincy shouted: "You are just so fussy?"

"There are only two, indeed." The guard quickly reported: "...but... the one who was beaten was Mr. Copper."

......

Soon, the door of the lockdown room was opened and Quincy Sharp hurried in.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a picture that he could hardly believe.

Mr. Copper squatted in the corner of the lockdown room, holding gauze on his nose, his eyes a little blue, and...it seemed to be a little tearful.

It is obvious that Mr. Copper was beaten up, and he was beaten quite hard, but... How could anyone beat Mr. Copper in the Arkham Asylum? You know, his power in the prison was granted by the warden himself. Can he beat him like this? Could it be that one person beat the entire prison alone?

So Quincy Sharp looked at another corner of the confinement room with even more shocking eyes, where the new prisoner named Ziliang leaned against the wall like a ok, crossed his legs, and looked back at Warden Quincy with a bit of sarcasm.

"What's going on?" The warden turned sideways, and without any hesitation, he asked the prison guard beside him.

The prison guard immediately responded: "The new prisoner, Ziliang, has fought with people almost every day these days, so he is sent to the infirmary every day. And from yesterday, Professor Yang asked for leave, and today, he beat Mr. Coppert... No one dared to dissuade him because..."

Sean Sharp waved his hand and signaled that he didn't need to continue talking anymore. He turned his gaze to the Penguin: "Ha...Mr. Copper, I'm sorry for letting you suffer these grievances." He said.

However, the Penguin did not respond to anything, and he did not think that the other party was really apologizing to him.

"You can go out and recover from your injuries. After all, your deformed body is not as strong as a normal person." Sure enough, the warden's tone began to cool down: "And... after you recover from your injuries, I have to think about the agreement between you and me."

After saying that, Quincy Sharp glanced at his head and signaled the prison guard to take the Penguin out.

This is the case in the prison. Even if the prisoner is powerful, he is still just a prisoner. When a prisoner's dominance loses its effect, he loses the value of his use.

Soon the Penguin and the prison guard walked out of the confinement room, and 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 party condescendingly.

Zi Liang raised his head with his eyes: "Oh, it's really cold-blooded. After using the tool for so many years, it's a little bit difficult to use, so did you kick it away?"

Hearing such sarcastic words, Warden Quincy was not angry at all, but was very satisfied: "Of course... if the tools are old, you have to change them to new ones. You know what I mean."

Of course Ziliang understood that as a newcomer, no matter what method he used, he could shock all prisoners within a few days, and even scared them so much that he didn't dare to interfere when he beat Mr. Copper... This momentum was obviously beyond the Penguin.

"You are a smart man." Warden Quincy saw that Ziliang didn't say anything, so I won't keep it... From now on, what do you think of taking over the position of that dwarf?"

Ziliang smiled... and yawned lazily.

"You may have misunderstood. I have no interest in such a position as a 25-child attribute... I called you here, not because I wanted to ask you for rewards on your merits, but because I wanted to ask you something."

"Oh? What is it?" the warden still smiled, but his tone had obviously changed.
Chapter completed!