Ziliang looked at the chess game that was already in a dead game and thrust his mouth. He really wanted to come to Genchi.

"Well, I believe you in the aspect of 'speculation', so let's think about things in the best way. For example, everything is like what you said. [Time] will find some way to deal with me by myself. What should I do after that? Wait until another person stands in front of me, invite him to sit down and play chess? Then he said a 'general' casually, and then I won?" Ziliang muttered unhappily: "We are talking about life or death in the future. You can't use this game to bet everything in just bet on everything, right?"

Moriarty nodded: "Indeed, it is a bit difficult to make you believe this unfounded calculation, but fortunately, you always have some sources of information from you. Maybe my speculation will be moved to the table in a few days or months."

"What then?" Ziliang interrupted the other party: "What's next?"

"Next" Moriarty hesitated for a moment: "I can't think of it."

"Ah?!" Ziliang was stunned: "I didn't expect that you would show off for a long time with me, but in the end you came 'I don't know?'."

"Yes, I can't think of it." Moriarty replied calmly: "Or, I can think of some countermeasures, but I don't want to think about it. You also know that if you said before that person called [Time] can really travel back and forth between various timelines, maybe when I say the first second of my plan, he already knew everything, and even the moment my various thoughts arose in my mind, he had foreseen everything that would come sooner than I thought, and farther than I thought."

"Ahh. I know all these, otherwise I'll do this trick myself." Ziliang said: "So you think I've put in such a lot of effort to find out what you [crime consultants] are doing in so many areas? Isn't it just that you want to figure out a plan that even the 'omniscient' cannot predict."

Moriarty nodded: "I understand, but unfortunately, I really can't do it, because my thinking is still in a class close to 'rationality'. My ideas can be speculated and predicted. If you really want to cheat that [time], I suggest you as a criminal consultant - to find a real madman."

“In the true sense?”

"Yes, that's the kind of person who can't even predict himself!"

Two months after Ziliang walked out of Moriarty's library, [Eternal Life Residence] landed in a world they were familiar with but unfamiliar with.

Gotham.

A truly crazy person didn't expect that he had gone through so many worlds, but in the end, he returned to his original starting point.

Of course, Ziliang didn't care about this view similar to fatalism.

Even though the world has begun to fall apart, even if the self with a complete version of the body has already arrived in this world.

Even though [Time] had already taken action, he trapped Salina in her country of death.

Even if a guy named Bruce Wayne didn't know that the thread was wrong again, he began to try to destroy the world again.

Even if everything goes in a bad direction.

But Ziliang was still moving forward.

Along the way, his team was dispersed, and many people were trapped in dreams, or even exiled to other worlds. However, in the end, Ziliang found the person he had been looking for, and, after a series of confused operations, the person came alive.

A real [crazy man].

However, that day, the clown was spreading her body and sitting in a wheelchair.

"Plan? Hahaha-You actually asked me to think of a plan for you?" He looked at Ziliang with a smile, as if he was looking at another fool.

"Yes, you see, in a sense, we've helped you, otherwise you're still lying in that freezer as a popsicle."

"So, you want me to help you with a 'happy and kindness' mentality?" said the clown, but his eyes weren't even willing to pay attention to Ziliang: "Do you know, I have thought about many plans, but to be honest, it just looks like that because I have never planned anything."

"What?"

"Nothing, it's just what I mean." The clown twisted his body in the wheelchair: "Look, look at me, do you think I'm a planned person? What you want to do may succeed or fail. What you expect may be yours, of course, or someone else's, so that it's interesting, right? Planning simply makes all these interesting things lose their meaning. I hate planning."

"But you have to do something. I mean, if you were me now, what would you do."

"I'm you?" The clown seemed to be in a sudden interest. He wrapped his withered fingers together, as if trying to tie them into a button: "Hey, you think, go talk to them about how it is."

"?" Ziliang felt that it was definitely a mistake to ask the clown himself: "You mean, I tried so hard to hide it before, so that the other party would not find me, but now, I want to go to the other party specifically for what you said, "talk"?"

"Yes, it's just a conversation. I think communication is the best way to solve problems, so I like to communicate with people so much that every time I solve problems, I will talk to the other party for a long time. Unfortunately, most of the time I will break down the conversation, so I have to shoot the other party. Actually, I really like the real things of those little cuties who were killed by me."

The clown said, even a hint of nostalgia was revealed in his expression:

"And you should also talk to each other. I think you will definitely cherish each other and feel that you will no longer have to fight and kill each other, and finally have a hug or something.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, before you can speak, your head is torn off by the other party! Hahahahaha”

Ziliang looked at the clown's bloodless face, and he knew that this guy was just laughing at him.

The clown—is he laughing at himself?

Ziliang didn't know why, so he did not refute the other party.

In the sky, bats covering the sky and sun cross the night sky.

A small bat flew from the chimney into the fireplace and hung upside down on the beam of the house.

Ziliang saw that Hannibal's sight had an intersection with the bat. He knew that Hannibal was using his abilities and he entered the bat's consciousness.

"Talk"

The clown's opinion that he almost wanted to die appeared in Ziliang's mind again.

He thought of a sentence the bartender had said to him a long time ago.
Chapter completed!