Chapter 107

Elaine turned her head slowly.

The neck is slightly stiff.

He still had a question mark Scepter in his hand.

——Edward's scepter.

"Little old Edward, what's your problem?"

Yilin asked.

Edward flipped all his playing cards to the ground.

A showdown.

He stopped playing!

“？”

“NONONONONO——！”

Edward lay on the ground and refused to get up.

The corners of Yilin's mouth pulled slightly.

What's this, but are you still cheating?

Although Yilin won the little game, there was cheating.

But didn't Edward cheat, too?

Game, isn't it technology?

"Let's compete again!"

Edward lay on the ground, staring at Erin.

"Than?"

Yilin pondered for a moment.

After weighing the question mark Scepter in his hand, he took another look at Edward who refused to get up on the ground.

He weighed it and looked again.

A few seconds later, he smiled and knocked on the ground with his scepter.

"Hehe, Edward, it's just a crutch. It's easy to hold it. It's not that you don't change it. Do you need to be naughty?"

"You play tricks, your whole family plays tricks!" Edward suddenly sat up and his lumbar spine snapped. He suddenly smiled coldly: "you can borrow the junk as long as you like. I, wise Edward, have neat hands and feet and don't need the junk."

A little pause in his tone, a fine light flashed in Edward's eyes: "I, wise Edward, just want to prove my wisdom to you."

Yilin smiled: "if you are really wise, why do you need to prove it?"

“……”

Poor old Edward, how to make complaints about this new era of Tucao.

There is no fuc... To say.

"And..." Yilin seriously added: "and I can borrow it for a few days. Really, I will definitely return it. Therefore, there is nothing like it."

"You want that crap?" Edward wondered what the use of this broken crutch was.

"No, it's just a pestle for a few days. I'm an honest old man."

"If you win, you don't have to pay back the broken stick."

"This... Is not good?" Yilin hesitated for a second, and then immediately said, "OK, better than what?"

“！”

Edward stayed for a few seconds, his face a little black, but he quickly reacted.

Edward stood up slowly, picked up the green gentleman's hat that had fallen at his feet and put it on his head again.

He patted the dust that didn't exist on his body and smoothed the green suit carefully.

A straight tie.

The brim is down.

Under the brim of the hat, there was a pair of eyes full of wisdom and light.

With a trace of evil charm.

An evil spirit leaked... Bad old man.

But anyway, after Edward finished dressing, the temperament inadvertently revealed was by no means what ordinary old men could have.

Of course, the premise is that Yilin can completely forget the scene of this guy splashing on the ground just now.

Edward bowed down and took off his hat and performed a noble gentleman's etiquette to Erin.

the ornamental and the combined plain properties.

It's really cool if it's not an old man.

Edward smiled and put on his gentleman's hat again: "forgive me for introducing myself formally now. I, the Riddler who filled Gotham with question marks in the past, the embodiment of wisdom, and the wise Edward nigma. Old Elin, your wisdom is like the spray of the napland river. You have been recognized by me."

"Oh, and then?"

"Hey, hey -"

Edward smiled and gradually entered the state.

A state that belongs to him alone.

"Who am I?"

“？”

Edward closed his eyes as if he were remembering the glory of the past.

He said slowly, "I can fill the whole room, or a heart. Others can have me, but I can't be shared... What am I?"

Riddler?

Riddle?

Hide tasks?

Yi Lin's eyes flashed.

Vaguely caught some tricks.

i see.

"Lonely."

"I accompany you from birth to death. Who am I?"

Yilin thought for a moment: "name."

"I can't be bought, but I can be stolen at a glance. I'm worthless to one person, but priceless to two people... What am I?"

"Love."

"If you know me, you want to share me. If you share me, I will disappear. What am I?"

"Secret."

Erin answered Edward's four riddles correctly in a row.

Let Edward's expression gradually become dignified.

But he did not stop and continued: "I can bring tears to your eyes and revive the dead. I will form in an instant and last a lifetime... What am I?"

Yilin lowered his head slightly.

A moment of silence.

A few seconds later, he looked up again.

Expression calm: "memory."

“！！！”

"... who am I?"

"Who am I?"

“……”

Two people ask and answer.

Ten riddles passed in the blink of an eye.

Yilin answered them one by one without omission.

"Old man, you, you cheat!"

Edward suddenly shouted.

“？”

Erin gave Edward a strange look.

Is that cheating?

These are old riddles. In Yilin's impression, he seems to have seen them in some enlightenment electronic books when he was a child.

If Elaine had become an apostle, she might not remember.

But now, after Yilin's mental strength has greatly increased, his memory has been horribly strengthened. Some weak memories, a little recall, coupled with simple reasoning, these riddles are not too complex puzzles.

Moreover, these riddles are clearly the same template, okay!

Is it difficult to draw inferences from one instance?

——No surprises.

"You are old."

Irene patted Edward on the shoulder and comforted him.

“……”

"You have completed the challenge of wise Edward. It's yours!"

Edward sat down slowly.

Look depressed.

It looks really old.

Now it's the world of young people.

Ah, bah.

wait.

Edward looked up again.

Took a look at Yilin.

He looked left and right, and could not see where the bad old man who had won him was younger than him.

Just when the Riddler said that sentence, Yilin finally showed a hint in front of him.

[the branch plot task "old... Edward's riddle challenge" successfully obtained the ownership of the "question mark Scepter"!]

At the moment of completing the task.

The question mark Scepter originally belonging to Edward in his hand made Yilin feel a little more intimacy connected by blood.

It's just a loss.

Before Yilin had time to carefully check the attributes of the [question mark Scepter], he felt a slight vibration from the "death mark" on his chest.

It's Pan Xiaozheng.

Yilin silently turns on the communication function.

There is only one short sentence above.

"Come to room 1132, area a!"

Zone a?

There are messy corridors in different memory mazes here. The building has a whole, and there are even intimate maps of the whole building on the wall.

Yilin closed his eyes and showed the map in detail in his brain.

It didn't take much time to determine the position pan Xiaozheng said.

There

Seems to be a waste disposal room?

Why is it there?

Although Yilin doesn't understand.

But after all, pan Xiaozheng is a relatively normal version of "Pan Zhengyi". If he can communicate and communicate, he should not be too pit.

Unless... It's over effective.

According to the map in his head, Yilin walked to the place pan Xiaozheng said with the fastest speed.

Of course, the so-called fastest speed... Is only a little faster than the falling speed of cherry blossoms.

10 cm per second.

No other reason, waist and leg pain.

But Yilin felt lucky.

He took the spiritual side route. Although he fell into an aging state inexplicably, there were no negative states affecting the brain such as Alzheimer's disease and stroke sequelae.

Although mental motivation is limited, it can still be used.

Not so passive.

The situation should have some advantages over others.

on the way.

Yilin passed by many wards.

Passing by, he also glanced at the small sign above the room.

"Haley Quinn".

"Bain".

"... Capote".

This prefix is too long. Yilin didn't look carefully.

"Victor Frith".

Dr. Jonathan Klein.

“……”

A little old man in Yilin walked in the corridor, wearing a patient uniform, and no one paid attention.

All the way is unimpeded.

When Yilin came to the place mentioned by Pan Xiaozheng, he found it cold and empty.

Ten meters away is the waste disposal room.

Yilin stopped and took a few breaths.

By the way, I released the perception and looked around.

No exceptions.

Yilin frowned and walked into the waste disposal room.

This is a small room of only ten square meters, with all kinds of garbage piled on the four walls.

There are domestic waste and medical waste, which are not strictly classified according to the type of waste.

It's not environmentally friendly.

“？”

Suddenly.

Yilin's eyes were frozen.

In the corner, it seems

"Presbyopia is really troublesome..."

Yilin reluctantly shook his head and approached. There was indeed a pool of blood on the ground.

The blood is dark red and has not dried up.

Yilin squatted down carefully and touched the blood with his hand.

A trace of warm heat that has not been completely cooled came from the fingertips.

Whose blood?

Yilin frowned slightly.

Open the mailing list.

Pan Zhengyi's name is still on.

Means he's not dead yet.

Yilin moves his finger and sends a private chat to pan Zhengyi on the chat interface.

……

Elaine: what about people?

Pan Zhengyi: Yo ho ho ho.

Elaine:?

Pan Zhengyi: Hey, hey, hey.

Erin: not dead yet?

Pan Zhengyi: boy! You are very ill!

……

Yilin silently closed the chat window.

It seems that Pan Zhengyi should not be dead.

It's just... It's too effective.

Yilin carefully calculated the time. Although he spent some time happily playing games with the Riddler for a while, it should not be more than an hour.

In other words, the efficacy of nt-046 is compromised by aging.

Or... Drug resistance?

"Yi Lin?"

Unexpectedly, a voice sounded behind Yilin.

Yilin turned his head slowly.

Doctor Jack stood at the door with a smile and was staring at himself with a kind eye.

"Why are you here?"

Although Dr. jack is old, his physical quality seems to be much stronger than Yilin, and his actions are neat and straightforward.

"I'm lost."

Yilin smiled.

Doctor Jack didn't ask much, and Erin didn't plan to stay here.

Pan Zhengyi's efficacy has passed, and nt-046 is all in Pan Zhengyi's storage space. It is impossible for Pan Zhengyi to return to a communicable state for a while and a half.

Therefore, for the story of that pool of blood, Yilin can only speculate in his brain.

Erin followed doctor Jack silently.

not to utter a single word.

Yilin's fingers trembled slightly.

Suddenly there were two blood colored filaments winding silently.

It can cut gold, break stone and bleed.

as the shadow follows the form!

Yilin walked into two steps quietly.

It's only half a meter away from Dr. Jack.

His bloody fingers slowly pressed against Dr. Jack's neck.

Closer and closer.

In theory, as long as you shake, pull and pull again, Dr. Jack's head will fall off his neck.

Even if Irene started fast enough and Jack died simply enough, the fallen head might blink and jump for a few seconds.

10 cm.

5 cm.

3 cm.

Erin's fingers and the blood on his fingers almost stick to the skin of Jack's neck.

"By the way..."

Doctor Jack suddenly turned his head.

He saw Yilin walking behind him, about one meter away from him.

"Do you feel any discomfort now?"

Yilin smiled with a warm smile: "there's nothing uncomfortable. By the way, when can I end the treatment?"

Jack smiled: "don't worry, your treatment is almost over. Let's take a few more courses..."

Suddenly.

Bang——

A loud noise came from the end of the corridor.

"Sleeping trough -"

Almost at the same time, accompanied by a bitter scream.

Then, a familiar figure, accompanied by a pillar of blood, flew over Jack and Erin's head.

Whew——

Bang.

Dong! Dong... Dong.

The figure bounced a few times at the end of the corridor, and there was no movement in an instant.

Yilin looked back without expression.

In an instant, the scalp was slightly numb.

It's squint and big belly!

Dead or not?

Yilin has no time to distinguish the big belly.

He turned back quickly.

"Hee hee... Dare you steal my stick? Do you want to die?"

A mature and charming voice came into Yilin's ear.

Step, step.

I saw a tall and enchanting figure, twisting his slender waist, coming slowly from the direction of the big belly.

The enchanting woman was wearing long black leather boots, white skin looming from the fishing net socks, and her lower body was wearing crotch hot pants. Looking up, the belly button on her waist was exposed, a ring was embedded in her belly button, and her upper body was wearing a sexy T-shirt with a huge "red peach heart" pattern printed on it, and there was a ferocious letter "fuckkkkk" in the middle of the red peach heart.

I don't know why, the red peach heart pattern and the line of "fuckkkkk" seem a little distorted, protruding out in the middle and very three-dimensional.

It turned out to be a sexy... Old lady.

Although it seems that the old woman has a certain age, the maintenance seems to be good. Her face is wearing exaggerated heavy makeup, and her silver pink hair is tied with two shoulder long double ponytails.

"Harry! Why did you hit someone again?"

Haley?

Yilin quickly extracted relevant information from his memory.

I passed a room when I passed by.

There is a famous brand on it.

Haley Quinn?

Harry Quinn carried a regular metal baseball bat with potholes and blood on it.

Yilin observed silence for three seconds.

Harley Quinn stepped on her leather boots, twisted her waist, walked up to Jack and giggled: "who makes this ugly man want to steal my stick? If he really wants to steal it, how can I spend this long night? Hee hee ~ Dr. jack, you know..."

“……”

“……”

Erin looked away from Haley Quinn and landed on the baseball bat.

——A little thick.

But it doesn't matter.

What matters is that he can roughly guess why the big belly stole the metal baseball bat.

Just like the question mark Scepter he "won" from Edward... It is likely to be an epic equipment!

Yilin secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, he felt that something was wrong in the corner.

So I chose a more secure way and won from Edward.

Well, relatively aboveboard.

Otherwise, it will trigger some kind of death flag like a big belly.

This looks like a facility for the elderly. It seems simple, but in fact it is full of crisis.

Memory maze.

Missing pan Zhengyi.

Blood in the garbage room.

There is also a big belly that is knocked more than ten meters away by a stick.

"Eh!"

Suddenly.

Haley Quinn's eyes lit up when she noticed Erin following Jack.

She walked towards Yilin, looked up and down for a few eyes, and there was a little more interest in her eyes.

Yilin silently moved back a few centimeters.

Hallie Quinn suddenly stretched out her scarlet tongue, licked her lower lip painted with bright lip gloss, and giggled, "are you married?"

Yilin was stunned: "

"Aha... Forget it."

Haley Quinn suddenly shook her head again.

Yi Lin: "??"

Harry Quinn waved to Dr. jack, blew a kiss, twisted her waist and walked away with a long high heel.

I didn't look at the big belly old man whose life and death were uncertain at all.

"Harry likes to joke a little. Don't mind."

Jack explained with a smile and continued to take Yilin away.

make fun of?

Yilin looked back quietly.

The two walked through corridors.

Finally came to Dr. Jack's office.

Suddenly.

Yi Lin's eyes moved slightly.

This is a bright office.

Simple configuration.

It's just a desk, a bed and a bathroom.

Eh, wait?

Why is there a bed in the office?

"Just sit down and wait a minute. I'll make today's course record for you soon."

Dr. Jack picked a folder from his desk.

There is a thick layer of documents in it.

Yilin hesitated for a second and decided not to let Bai Xiaoyi peep for the time being.

After all, Jack doesn't seem as easy to fool as Edward.

"Eh?"

It's sudden.

Jack looked puzzled, lowered his head, touched the pocket of his white coat, and took out a few times in his trouser pocket.

"Where's my key?"

Yilin raised his hand calmly: "doctor jack, when you came to me just now, I saw something fall out of you."

"Damn it! Why didn't you say it earlier!" Doctor Jack first scolded in a low voice, and then found that he seemed to be out of shape. He smiled and asked Yilin to wait in place, and hurried out of the room.

When Dr. Jack leaves.

Yilin sat quietly on the chair without any action.

Jack's office was silent.

It was so quiet that I could hear the groans next door.

Next door looks like Haley Quinn's room?

In 30 seconds.

Suddenly the door opened again.

Jack smiled behind the door and asked, "are you sure it's the garbage disposal room?"

"That should be right, Dr. Jack."

Yilin smiled.

"Good!"

Jack finally left.

"Call -"

Seeing that Jack was finally willing to leave, Yilin slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Next..."

Yilin ignored the strange sound from the next door and went straight to the desk.

This desk is clearly the same as Jack's desk in his memory maze!

Even the computer on the desk is the same.

Theoretically, everything that happens in the memory maze comes from Yilin's "memory".

However, doctor Jack and this table are not in Irene's original memory.

Unless it's

There are five folders on the desk.

The meaning... Goes without saying.

Erin was with Jack just now.

I've already remembered Jack's average pace.

It's a round trip from here to the garbage room.

Simple calculation, and then assume that Jack will speed up the pace

There is a safe time of about 412 seconds!