Irin turned her head slowly.

The neck is slightly stiff.

He still had the question mark scepter in his hand.

—Edward's Scepter.

"Little old man Edward, what's wrong with you?"

Irin asked.

Edward flipped all the cards to the ground in a playful manner.

There was a showdown.

He doesn't play anymore!

“？”

“NONONONONO——！”

Edward was on the ground and refused to get up.

The corners of Irin's mouth twitched slightly.

What is this, can't you play it?

Although Irin's win in this little game, there is an element of cheating.

But didn't Edward cheat too?

Game game, isn't it technology?

"Let's compete again!"

Edward lay on the ground, his eyes wide open, staring at Irin deadly.

"Than?"

Irin groaned for a moment.

He swept the question mark scepter in his hand, and then glanced at Edward, who was lying on the ground and refused to get up.

I flipped it and looked at it again.

After a few seconds, he smiled and tapped his scepter on the ground a few times.

"Hehe, Edward, isn't it just a crutch, it's quite easy to hold on, and it's not that you don't change, do you need to play with Laipi?"

"You play Laipi, your whole family plays Laipi!" Edward sat up suddenly, his lumbar spine crackled, and he suddenly smiled coldly: "You like to borrow that tattered thing for as long as you like, I, the wise Edward, have neat hands and feet, and I don't need that tattered thing." ”

After a pause in his tone, a gleam flashed in Edward's eyes: "I, the wise Edward, just want to prove to you that I am wise." ”

Yi Rin's smile thickened: "If you are really wise, why do you need to prove it?" ”

“……”

Poor old Edward, how did he cope with this kind of spit from the new era.

Instant Fuc-free ...... Arguable.

"And ......," Irin added seriously, "and I'll borrow it for a few days, really, absolutely, and I'll pay it back, so there's nothing to compare it to." ”

"You want that?" Edward couldn't figure out what the broken crutch was for.

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

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

"This ...... Not okay? Irin's hesitation for a second, then immediately said, "Okay, better than what?" ”

“！”

Edward froze for a few seconds, his face darkening slightly, but he quickly reacted.

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

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

A tie is straight.

The brim is lowered.

Under the brim of the hat, a pair of eyes full of wisdom shined.

There is a hint of evil.

A demonic leaking ...... Bad old man.

But in any case, after Edward finished dressing, the temperament that was unintentionally revealed was by no means something that ordinary old men could have.

Of course, the premise is that Irin's ability to completely forget the scene of this guy spilling on the ground just now.

Edward bowed down and took off his hat and gave Irin a noble gentleman's courtesy.

Gentle.

If it's not an old man, it's cool.

Edward smiled and put on his gentleman's hat again: "Forgive me for introducing myself now formally, I, the Riddler who used to make Gotham full of question marks, the embodiment of wisdom, the wise Edward Nigma. Elder Irin, your wisdom is like the waves of the Spuran River, and you have been recognized by me. ”

"Oh, and then?"

"Hey, hey—"

Edward chuckled and gradually entered the groove.

A state that belongs to him alone.

"Who am I?"

“？”

Edward closed his eyes, as if reminiscing about the glory of the past.

I saw him speak slowly: "I can fill the whole room, or a heart, other people can have me, but I can't be shared...... What am I? ”

Riddler?

Riddle?

Hidden missions?

Irin's eyes flashed.

Vaguely caught some tricks.

I see.

"Loneliness."

"I accompany you from birth to death, who am I?"

Irin's 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...... What am I? ”

"Love."

"If you know me, you want to share me, if you share me, I disappear, what am I?"

"Secret."

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

made Edward's expression gradually become solemn.

But he did not stop and continued: "I can bring tears into your eyes and raise the dead, and I will form in an instant and last for the rest of my life...... What am I? ”

Irin lowered her head slightly.

There was a moment of silence.

After a few seconds, he looked up again.

The expression was calm: "Memory." ”

“！！！”

“…… Who am I? ”

"Who am I?"

“……”

The two asked and answered.

In the blink of an eye, ten riddles passed.

Irin's answer to them all, and there was no omission.

"Old man, you, you cheat!"

Edward suddenly shouted.

“？”

Irin gave Edward a strange look.

Does this also count as cheating?

These are all well-written riddles that Irin's memory seems to have seen in some Enlightenment e-books as a child.

If it were Irin before he became an apostle, he might not have remembered it.

But now that Irin's mental power has soared, his memory has been terrifyingly strengthened, and some faint memories, a little recall, coupled with simple reasoning, these riddles are not too complicated puzzles.

Besides, these riddles are clearly the same template, okay?

Is it hard to draw inferences?

- No surprises.

"You're old."

Irin gently patted Edward's shoulder and comforted him.

“……”

"You've completed Edward the Wise's challenge, and it's yours!"

Edward sat down slowly.

A look of frustration.

It looks like he's really old.

It's a young man's world now.

Phew.

Wait a minute.

Edward looked up again.

Glanced at Irin.

He looked left and right, and he couldn't see where this bad old man who had won him was younger than him.

Just as the Riddler said that, a long-lost hint finally appeared in front of Irin's eyes.

【Side Story Quest "Old ...... Edward's Riddle Challenge" to successfully claim the ownership of the "Question Mark Scepter"! 】

At the moment of completing the task.

The question mark scepter in his hand, which originally belonged to Edward, made Irin feel a little more intimate in the blood.

It's just a loss.

Before Irin's ability to carefully examine the attributes of the [Question Mark Scepter], he felt a slight vibration from the "Death Mark" in his chest.

It's Pan Xiaozheng.

Irin silently turned on the communication function.

There is only one short sentence above.

"Come to Room 1132 in Area A!"

Zone A?

There are chaotic corridors in the labyrinth of different memories here, and this building is neatly organized, and there is even a map of the entire building on the wall.

Irin closed his eyes and showed the map in detail in his mind.

It didn't take much time to determine the position Pan Xiaozheng was talking about.

There......

Seems to be a waste garbage disposal room?

Why is it there?

Irin didn't understand though.

But Pan Xiaozheng is a relatively normal version of "Pan Zhengyi" after all, he can communicate and communicate, so it shouldn't be too pitiful.

Unless...... The effect of the drug has passed.

According to the map in his mind, Irin's fastest way to the place that Pan Xiaozheng said.

Of course, the so-called fastest speed...... It's only a little faster than the cherry blossoms falling.

10 centimeters per second.

There is no other reason, waist and leg pain.

But Irin was already glad.

He took the mental route, and although he inexplicably fell into a state of aging, he did not have negative states that affected the brain such as Alzheimer's disease and stroke sequelae.

Although the power of mind is limited, it can still be used.

Don't be so passive.

Compared to others, the situation should be a little advantageous.

On the way.

Irin passed by quite a few wards.

As he passed by, he glanced at the small sign above the room.

"Hallie Quinn".

"Bain".

“… Copote".

This prefix was too long, and Irin didn't look at it carefully.

"Victor Fries".

"Dr. Jonathan Klein".

“……”

Irin, a little old man, walked down the hallway, dressed in a patient uniform, and no one paid any attention.

All the way unimpeded.

When Irin arrived at the location Pan Xiaozheng had mentioned, he found it deserted and empty.

Ten meters away is the waste disposal room.

Irin stopped and took a few breaths.

By the way, I let out my perception and looked around.

There are no anomalies.

Irin frowned and walked into the waste disposal room.

It is a small room of only ten square meters, and all four walls are piled with all kinds of garbage.

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

It's not environmentally friendly.

“？”

Suddenly.

Irin stared.

In the corner seems to be ......

"Presbyopia is so troublesome......"

Irin, shaking her head helplessly, took a closer look, and there was indeed a pool of blood on the ground.

The blood was dark red and had not yet dried up.

Irin crouched down cautiously and touched the blood stain with his hand.

There was a hint of warmth on his fingertips that had not yet been completely cooled.

Whose blood?

Irin frowned slightly.

Open the distribution list and take a look.

Pan Zhengyi's name is still lit.

Means he's not dead.

With a movement of his fingers, Irin sent a private chat to Pan Zhengyi on the chat interface.

……

Irin: What about people?

Pan Zhengyi: Yo ho ho ho.

Irin: ?

Pan Zhengyi: Hey, hey, hey.

Irin: Not dead yet?

Pan Zhengyi: Boy! You're not sick!

……

Irin silently closed the chat window.

It seems that Pan Zhengyi should not be dead.

It's just that...... The effect of the drug has passed.

Irin calculated the time, and although he had spent some time playing a pleasant little game with the Riddler, it hadn't been more than an hour.

In other words, due to the effects of aging, the efficacy of NT-046 has been reduced.

Or is it...... Antimicrobial resistance?

"Irin?"

Unexpectedly, a voice sounded behind Irin.

Irin turned her head slowly.

I saw Dr. Jack standing in the doorway with a smile on his face, looking at him with a kind gaze.

"Why are you here?"

Although Dr. Jack is old, his physical fitness seems to be much tougher than Irin's, and his movements are neat and crisp.

"I'm lost."

Irin smiled.

Dr. Jack didn't ask much, and Irin didn't plan to stay there.

Pan Zhengyi's drug effect has expired, and NT-046 is all in Pan Zhengyi's storage space, so it is impossible for Pan Zhengyi to return to a state where he can communicate for a while.

So for the story of that puddle of blood, Irin can only speculate in his mind.

Irin silently followed behind Dr. Jack.

Silent.

Irin's fingers twitched slightly.

There was a sudden silence and two blood-colored filaments entwined.

It can cut gold, break stones, and bleed.

Wherever you go!

Irin quietly walked two steps.

It's only half a metre from Dr. Jack.

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

Getting closer.

Theoretically, with a slight shake, a pull, and a pull, Dr. Jack's head would fall off his neck.

Even if Irin had been quick enough and Jack had died enough, the fallen head might have blinked and bounced for a few seconds.

10 cm.

5 cm.

3 cm.

Irin's fingers and the bloodshot on his fingers almost stuck to the skin of Jack's neck.

"That's right......"

Dr. Jack turned his head suddenly.

Seeing that Irin, he walked behind him unhurriedly, about a meter away from him.

"Do you feel sick now?"

Yi Rin smiled slightly, and smiled kindly: "It's not uncomfortable, by the way, when can I finish the treatment?" ”

Jack smiled: "Don't worry, your treatment is almost over, and you will receive a few more treatments......"

Suddenly.

Bang –

There was a loud bang at the end of the hallway.

"it, ahh

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

Immediately after, a somewhat familiar figure, accompanied by a pillar of blood, flew over the heads of Jack and Irin.

Phew-

Bang.

Boom! Boom...... Boom.

The figure flicked a few times at the end of the hallway, and then disappeared in an instant.

Irin looked back with a blank expression.

In an instant, the scalp was slightly numb.

It's a squinting big belly!

Dead or not?

Irin didn't have time to tell the difference between a big belly.

He hurriedly turned around.

"Hee-hee-hee...... Dare to steal the old lady's stick? Looking for death? ”

A mature and charming voice reached Irin's ears.

Stomp and tread.

I saw a tall and bewitching figure, twisting his slender waist, and slowly walking from the direction where the big belly came.

The bewitching woman was wearing black leather boots, her fair skin looming through the fishnet stockings, and the lower half of her body was full of ...... Crotch hot pants, and then look up, the navel on the waist is exposed, and there is a ring in the navel, and the upper body is wearing a sexy T-shirt, the T-shirt is printed with a huge "red heart" pattern, and there is a line of hideous letters "Fuckkkk" in the center of the red heart.

I don't know why, the red heart pattern and the line "Fuckkkk" look a little distorted, and the middle is protruding, which looks very three-dimensional.

Turns out to be a sexy ...... Old lady.

Although the old woman looked of a certain age, she seemed to be well maintained, with exaggerated heavy makeup on her face and two shoulder-length double ponytails tied in her silver-pink hair.

"Hallie! Why are you hitting people again? ”

Halle?

Irin quickly extracted relevant information from his memory.

Passing by a room as I passed.

There is a name tag on it.

Halle Quinn?

Harley Quinn was carrying a modest metal baseball bat with potholes and what appeared to be blood.

Irin mourned for the big belly for three seconds.

Harley Quinn stepped on her leather boots, twisted her waist, walked up to Jack, and giggled, "Who made this ugly creature want to steal his mother's stick?" If he really wants to steal it, how will the old lady spend this long night? Hee-hee-hee~Dr. Jack, you know that......"

“……”

“……”

Irin looked away from Harley Quinn and landed on the baseball bat.

- It's a bit thick.

But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that he can roughly guess why Potbelly would steal the metal baseball bat.

It's like the Question Mark Scepter he "won" from Edward...... Most likely, it's also an epic piece of equipment!

Irin's secret rejoicing.

Luckily, he felt that something was wrong with the thing in the corner.

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

Well, it's relatively above board.

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

This facility, which looks like a nursing home, looks like a simple folk style, but in fact it is full of crises.

Memory labyrinth.

The missing Pan Zhengyi.

Blood stains in the garbage room.

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

"Huh!"

Suddenly.

Harley Quinn's eyes lit up when she noticed Irin following Jack.

She walked over to Irin and looked up and down a few times, and there was a little more interest in her eyes.

Irin silently moved back a few centimeters.

Harley Quinn suddenly stretched out her scarlet tongue, licked her lower lip with bright lip gloss, and giggled, "Married?" ”

Irin's stunned: "? ”

"Ahh...... Forget it. ”

Harley Quinn shook her head suddenly.

Irin: "??? ”

Harley Quinn waved at Dr. Jack, threw out a flying kiss by the way, and then twisted her waist and stepped on her long heels.

I didn't look at the big-bellied old man who was uncertain about his life and death at all.

"Hallie kind of likes to joke, don't mind."

Jack explained with a smile and continued to leave with Irin.

Joke?

Irin quietly glanced back.

The two of them weaved through the corridors.

Finally arrived at Dr. Jack's office.

Suddenly.

Irin's eyes moved slightly.

It's a bright office.

It is easy to equip.

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

Huh, wait?

Why is there a bed in the office?

"You sit casually, wait a minute, I'll make you a record of today's illness soon."

Dr. Jack picked up a folder from his desk.

Inside was a thick layer of papers.

Yi Rin hesitated for a second, but decided not to let Bai Xiaoyi out to peep for the time being.

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

"Huh?"

Quite suddenly.

Jack looked puzzled, looked down and touched the pocket of his white coat, and dug into his trouser pocket a few more times.

"Where's my key?"

Irin raised his hand with a calm expression, "Doctor Jack, when you came to me just now, I saw that something seemed to have fallen out of your body. ”

"Damn! Why didn't you say it earlier! Dr. Jack cursed in a low voice, and then noticed that he seemed to be a little out of shape, so he smiled slightly, let Irin wait, and hurried out of the room.

Wait for Dr. Jack to leave.

Irinan sat quietly in his chair, not moving.

There was silence in Jack's office.

It was so quiet that even the moaning next door could be faintly heard.

Next door seems to be Halle Quinn's room?

After 30 seconds.

Suddenly, the door opened again.

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

"That's right, Dr. Jack."

Irin smiled slightly.

"Good!"

Jack finally left.

"Whew-"

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

"Next ......"

Ignoring the strange voices coming from next door, Irin's head went straight to his desk.

This desk is clearly the same as the desk of Jack, his memory labyrinth!

Even the computer on the desktop is the same.

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

However, Dr. Jack and this table were not in Irin's original memory.

Unless it's ......

On the desk, there are five folders.

Significance...... Go without saying.

Irin had just followed Jack all the way.

Jack's average pace has long been memorized.

The distance from here to the garbage room, one back and forth.

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

There is a safe time of about 412 seconds!