Knowing that Kevin was fine, Sain and Little Spoon were in a good mood, and they couldn't help but tease the fired security guard in front of them.

The security guard Kuta was also very puzzled, he thought it was a note that the director stuffed to him, and asked him to remove it after he was fired. But as a result, the two in front of them didn't know the director at all, and they also "artistically exaggerated" the portrait of the director. Leaving aside the question of "artistic exaggeration", the question is, if they weren't introduced by the director, why did they give themselves a job? And who gave him that note?

And if they know the director, how can they ask questions like what the director looks like, or even draw pictures?

With a puzzled look, the security guard asked the question directly.

The two were slightly stunned, and with what they knew about Kevin, it must have been Kevinsay's note. Obviously, you can't tell him directly, but it's not so easy to make up a lie in an instant. So I can only fool around.

"There is no doubt that the one who stuffed the note must have been a wise man with a unique wisdom," replied Sain, "but we don't know who it is? ”

"Then why are you assigning me a job?" asked the security guard.

"Huh, don't you want to work?" asked the little spoon, "that's fine, we don't have to stuff work for you." ”

"Well, that's fine. The security guards were a little confused, and the topic was over.

After that, the three of them began to talk casually, the security guard was not very talkative, and Sain and Little Spoon kept trying to guide the topic to the shelter, but they didn't dare to be too obvious.

In the end, after the meal, the security guard still insisted on inviting guests to settle the bill, and the two also said that they must contact the school as soon as possible, and both parties left their contact information and said goodbye to leave.

Late at night, Sain and Little Spoon began to analyze carefully, setting up an enchantment around them, and the two sat opposite each other, with a bunch of things that Little Spoon had just recorded on the table, as well as Kevin's note.

Now the question arises, if Kevin is not crazy, then what is the purpose of his "madness"?

In fact, they have been thinking about this question for a long time, and various possibilities have been listed for a long time. After all, Sain had also seen the chaos in the church with his own eyes. Even among the sheriffs, there are people involved, and it is not feasible to report the case directly.

If you have to pretend to be crazy to get close to the truth, or to get close to the mastermind behind the scenes, etc. So where has Kevin been so far?

The little spoon spread out the notes he had just made: "He hit the chief, which is manifested in the form of a fist around his nose and thrown into the pool." Twice, probably more than twice. ”

"Will playing the chief solve the problem?" Sain frowned.

"Why don't we fight too?" suggested the spoon, pulling out a portrait as he pulled out a portrait, "Facing a fierce priest should be rare." ”

"No, no, no," Sain hurriedly stopped, "we're not insane, it's not right for us to hit people for no reason." ”

Little Spoon didn't think so: "Kevin isn't actually a psychopath, he has beaten up, I think we should follow up." ”

"This ......," Sain thought for a moment, "the shelter has already been in trouble twice, and there should be a lot of sheriffs deployed over there, so let's not do it casually." ”

The little spoon thought about it, but nodded: "Then let it go first, and then fight when you have a chance." ”

"The point is, what does Kevin want to convey to us?" Sain frowned, "He doesn't call a security guard over and let us arrange for him to work, right?"

"Fight the director!" Little Spoon's eyes lit up, "It's because the defense of the shelter is high, Kevin can't fight the director alone, so he asked us to fight the director together." ”

Sain: "......"

"Why don't I go and scout the terrain now?" said the little spoon, already a little eager to try.

"I think, I think ......" Sain hesitated.

Little Spoon had already stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Maybe it's not that complicated, if there's any news to be delivered, let's just go over and ask Kevin? Isn't he in some isolated place? Maybe Kevin sent a security guard over and just told us he's fine?"

Sain thought it made sense. The two turned their heads to see that it was already late, and immediately decided to leave immediately, taking advantage of the night to go directly to the door of the shelter.

Somewhat unexpectedly, there were almost no patrols around the perimeter of the shelter, and the streets were empty, except for a doorman sitting bored. However, the interior of the shelter is clearly patrolled frequently, and even from a distance, lights can still be seen moving in the corridors from time to time.

"Don't make a big fuss, right?" Sain persuaded anyway.

Little Spoon also frowned and said nothing, it is not difficult to break through this level of defense, but under the premise that the terrain and other situations are not familiar, it is a bit risky. What's more, Kevin didn't let them mess with it, and it wouldn't be good if it disrupted Kevin's plan.

"Let's scout, maybe you'll hear something?" The little spoon still insisted, and the two easily climbed over the wall to enter.

Patrols are almost always in the hallway, and it seems that they have decided that it must be an internal problem. But it can also be seen that they don't know who is making trouble yesterday and the day before yesterday, otherwise they can just watch Kevin directly, and there is no need to keep people on every floor.

The little spoon is still qualified in this regard, looking at the position of the patrolman, he gently throws a pebble. Attracted by the patrolman's gaze, the two quickly climbed through the window and went in, and then dodged into the toilet first.

"What's that?" the patrolman didn't pay much attention and returned to his place.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, and the little spoon quietly observed at the door, seizing the opportunity. Sain looked around the toilet and said, "Cut, this toilet hasn't been cleaned yet." ”

Little Spoon frowned a little: "There are actually three people in one corridor?"

"What then?" asked Sain, "do you throw any more stones?"

"How's that going to work? You can't use this trick over and over again. Little Spoon replied.

"Then you assassins can't do anything when they encounter this situation?"

"Why don't you knock them out?" the little spoon rubbed his hands.

"No, it's going to cause a riot," Sain still stopped, "We're going to find Kevin first and get in touch with him." ”

Little Spoon had no choice but to wait for the flaws of the three patrols outside, but the three of them patrolled a corridor, and they looked very serious, so it was really difficult to have flaws. Sain was bored, wandering around the toilet, touching the mop and shaking his head.

"Well," the patrolman in the hallway began to sigh suddenly, "it looks like nothing will happen tonight." ”

"It's hard to say. Another answer.

"Less!" another warning, "a lot of the patient's family is here today, and they may be able to hear your conversation." ”

"I didn't say anything, did I?"

Little Spoon and Sain couldn't help but glance at each other, the patient's family members are there? Then this is not a well-guarded place, they just need to be Kevin's friends or family members, and come to visit the next day in the daylight. There's no need to hide in the toilet in the middle of the night.

Sain couldn't help glaring at the little spoon, it was all her, clamoring to beat the director, and the result was ......

Suddenly, the lights on the stairs flickered, and a figure walked slowly down with a lamp, dressed in white, with a steady pace. Several patrolmen immediately hurried to greet them, and said, "Director, you have worked hard!"

Little Spoon's eyes lit up immediately, and Sain subconsciously grabbed her. The two continued to hide in the toilet and listen to the conversation outside.

"No problem, right?" asked the director.

"It's okay, director, can you go and rest?" said the patrolman with a smile.

"I can't sleep," the director sighed, "and I can't do this experiment." ”

"Director, you can actually ......" The patrolman came up with an idea, but it didn't seem to be easy to say.

"I know what you mean," replied the director, "but it's too risky to be good." ”

Little Spoon and Sain were confused, what was the experiment? What was it bad?

"You always have to take risks, right?" continued the patrolman's persuasion, "you speak these things seriously, and maybe your family will have your back." You must know that neurological patients themselves are also a burden on the family, and if you can treat them by extreme means......"

"Shut up!" the director scolded.

"Yes. "The patrolman didn't dare to say anything.

"Don't worry, as long as nothing happens again, the experiment will be delayed for two or three days. It's okay to have family members, after all, there are more patients who don't have family members, "the director is confident," and when the time comes...... So you patrol now, don't go wrong. ”

"Yes, yes. The patrolman nodded.

The director stayed for a moment, then turned and went upstairs. Sain and Little Spoon were still in the toilet, and they still couldn't come out at this time, so they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

But soon the situation began to improve, and the three patrolmen suddenly began to scold the director: "I think this director is also a waste, so he scolds us for scolding." "That is, what about us? I was beaten by a psychotic and couldn't get up. "There are no patients on the first floor, it's all warehouses, so what's there to patrol......?"

The three of them cursed again and again, and walked to the corner of the corridor together, and the lights in the corridor dimmed. The opportunity was rare, and Little Spoon and Sain immediately jumped out of the window again, and came out of the wall all the way to the street.

"Suddenly I remembered something, there are no parrots here?" the little spoon looked up at the sky.

"Maybe they think it's an indoor riot and the parrot doesn't do much?" Sain casually guessed. The two no longer hesitated, and rushed back to school at night. And this night, the shelter was really safe, and Kevin didn't try to do anything.

The next day, Little Spoon and Sain conferred again. Based on the bunch of words and phrases they got last night, the two quickly came to a new conclusion. If they had visited Kevin as friends, Kevin might not have been a test subject. This may be contrary to Kevin's intention to play crazy.

While they were deliberating, they suddenly noticed someone tapping outside the barrier. The two immediately removed the enchantment and went out to check, but saw that it was Fran. The necromancer still looked like he had just come off the lab bench, a work gown, and a mess of various colors.

"What have you two been plotting all along?" Fran smiled, "I won't even let you hear it?"

The two glanced at each other, thought about it and set up another enchantment, and then told everything.

The more Fran listened, the more frowning, "What the hell do you want to do?"

The two shook their heads: "I don't know." ”

"And what do you want to do now?"

"Cooperate with Kevin's actions. The two replied.

"And what the hell does Kevin want to do?" Fran asked.

"I don't know. ”

Fran: "......"

"Well," Fran sighed, "maybe Kevin's vision is long-term, and we haven't seen anything yet." But if you're going to get in touch with Kevin, there's a very simple way to do it. Did you know he recently signed Little Tiger?"

"Oh! that makes sense!" the two of them suddenly came to their senses, and even patted their heads, why didn't they think of it.

"First of all, Kevin must be given adequate security," Little Spoon began, "if nothing else, they will have to do some experiments in two or three days." I don't know if there will be a fight. ”

"Tie some exploding magic scrolls to the little tiger's legs?" Sain began, "Kevin can die with them if he needs to." ”

"Of course not!" this time Little Spoon and Fran retorted almost at the same time, "Kevin's strongest is of course authority, so naturally he tied the roller sword to it." ”