Ziliang looked at the chess game that had fallen into a dead game, and snorted. He really wants to have a cigarette now.

"Well, I'm going to trust you when it comes to speculation, so let's think about things for the best, let's say, everything is as you say, [time] will find some way to deal with me with itself, and then what? What should I do? Wait until the other me is standing in front of me and invite him to sit down and play a game of chess? And then say 'general' in style, and then even if I win? Ziliang muttered very unhappily: "Let's talk about life or death in the future, you can't use this game of chess to gamble everything into it, right?" ”

Moriarty nodded: "It's true that it's a bit difficult for you to believe in my unfounded calculations like this, but fortunately, you always have some sources of your own, maybe in a few days, or months, my speculation can be moved to the table......"

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

"Next ......" Moriarty hesitated: "I can't think of it." ”

"Huh?!" Ziliang was stunned: "Can't think of it?" You showed off to me for a long time, but in the end you came to '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 know, if the person known as Time could really travel back and forth between timelines, maybe the first second I said my plan now, he would have known everything, and even ——— the moment my thoughts sprung up in my head, he would have foreseen everything that followed, faster and farther than I thought. ”

"Ahh I know all this, otherwise this kind of trick of deceiving people, I will be enough to do it myself. Ziliang said: "So why do you think I went to such great lengths to find out you [criminal consultants] in so many planes, don't you just want you to figure out a plan that even the 'all-knowing' can't predict." ”

Moriarty nodded: "I understand, but unfortunately, I really can't, because my thinking is still in a level close to 'rational', my thoughts can be speculated, can be predicted, if you really want to pit that [time], I advise ———you, as a criminal consultant, to find a real madman." ”

"Really?"

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

......

......

Two months after Ziliang walked out of Moriarty's library, the [Immortal Mansion] landed in a world that they were familiar with, but also unfamiliar.

Gotham.

A truly crazy man...... Unexpectedly, I traveled so many worlds, but in the end, I returned to the original starting point.

Of course, this kind of view similar to fatalism, Ziliang doesn't care at all.

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

Even if [Time] had already intervened to trap Sarina in her realm of death.

Even a guy named Bruce Wayne didn't know that the thread was wrong again, and started trying to destroy the world again.

Even if everything is going in a bad direction.

But...... Ziliang is still moving forward.

Along the way, his team was scattered, many people were trapped in dreams, and even banished to other worlds, but in the end, Ziliang still found the person he had been looking for, and, under a series of confusing operations, that person came back to life.

A true "madman".

However, that day, when the clown was spread out and sat in a wheelchair.

"Plans? Hahaha——— you asked me to help you think of a plan? He looked at Ziliang with a smile, like looking at another fool.

"Yes, you see...... In a sense, we're helping you, otherwise you'd still be lying in that freezer as a popsicle. ”

"So, you want me to help you with a kind of 'gratitude and gratitude' mentality?" The clown said, however, his eyes were not even willing to pay attention to Ziliang: "You know, I have come up with a lot of plans, but to be honest, it just looks like that...... Because— I never planned anything. ”

"What?"

"Nothing, that's what I mean literally." The clown twisted his body in the wheelchair: "Look, look at me...... Do you think, I want to be a person with a plan, what you want to do may succeed or fail, what you expect may be yours, of course, it may be someone else's, so it's interesting, right, and the plan ...... It's just about making all this interesting stuff meaningless, and I hate planning. ”

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

"Am I you?" The clown seemed to be in a sudden interest, and he wrapped his withered fingers together as if trying to tie them into a button: "Hey, what do you think, how about talking to them." ”

“......？” Ziliang felt that it was definitely a mistake to ask the clown by himself: "You mean, I tried so hard to hide it before, so that the other party would not find me, and now, I want to go to the other party on purpose, just for what you said 'talk'?" ”

"Yes, it's talking, I think, communication is the best way to solve problems, so I like to communicate with people, so much so that every time I solve a problem, I talk to each other for a long time, but unfortunately, most of the time I talk about it, so I have to give each other a shot, in fact, I quite like the cuties I killed...... It's true. ”

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

"And you, too, should go and talk to each other, I think you will definitely cherish each other, feel that you don't have to fight and kill each other anymore, and finally have a hug or something.

Of course, there is also a possibility that before you can speak, the other party's head is torn off! Hahahaha————"

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

Is the clown ——— laughing at himself?

Ziliang didn't know why, and didn't refute the other party.

In the sky, obscured bats streaked across the night sky.

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

Ziliang saw that Hannibal's gaze had an intersection with the bat, and he knew that Hannibal was using his own ability, and he entered the bat's consciousness.

"Talk about ......"

The clown's opinion that he almost wanted to send himself to death reappeared in Ziliang's mind.

He thought of a long, long time ago when the bartender had told him.

"Don't bother with a madman...... Unless, you're also a madman. ”