"Old man, you, you cheated!"

Edward suddenly shouted.

"?"

Yi Lin gave Edward a strange look.

Is this considered cheating?

These are old-fashioned riddles, and in Yi Lin's mind, they seem to have been seen in some enlightenment electronic books when she was a child.

If it was Yi Lin before becoming an apostle, she might not remember it.

But now that Yi Lin's mental strength has greatly increased, her memory has been horribly strengthened. Some weak memories, after a little recall and simple reasoning, these riddles are not too complicated.

Furthermore, these riddles are clearly from the same template, right?

Is it difficult to draw inferences from one example?

——No surprises.

"you're old."

Yi Lin gently patted Edward's shoulder and comforted him.

"..."

"You have completed Wise Edward's challenge, and it is yours!"

Edward sat down slowly.

A frustrated look on his face.

It seems that he is really old.

It’s a young person’s world now.

Nonsence.

etc.

Edward raised his head again.

He glanced at Yi Lin.

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

Just when the Riddler said those words, a long-awaited reminder finally appeared in front of Yi Lin's eyes.

[Side plot mission "Old...Edward's Riddle Challenge", successfully obtained ownership of the "Question Mark Scepter"! 】

The moment the task is completed.

The question mark scepter in her hand that originally belonged to Edward made Yi Lin feel a little more intimate and connected by blood.

Just a little bit.

Before Yi Lin had time to carefully check the properties of the [Question Mark Scepter], she felt a slight vibration from the "Death Mark" on her chest.

It's Pan Xiaozheng.

Yilin silently turned on the communication function.

There is only one brief sentence above.

"Come to Room 1132, Area A!"

Area a?

Among the chaotic corridors in the maze of different memories here, this building is neatly organized, and there is even a map of the entire building thoughtfully hung on the wall.

Yi Lin closed her eyes and displayed the map in detail in her mind.

It didn't take much time to locate the location Pan Xiaozheng mentioned.

There……

It seems to be a waste disposal room?

Why is it there?

Although Yi Lin doesn't understand.

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

Unless...the medicine has worn off.

Yi Lin walked as quickly as possible towards the place Pan Xiaozheng mentioned based on the map in her mind.

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

Speed ​​10 centimeters per second.

There is no other reason than pain in the waist and legs.

But Yi Lin already felt lucky.

He took a mental approach. Although he fell into an aging state inexplicably, he did not suffer from Alzheimer's disease, stroke sequelae and other negative states that affect the brain.

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

Not so passive.

Compared to others, the situation should have some advantages.

on the way.

Yi Lin passed by many wards.

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

"Harley Quinn".

"Bane".

"...Cobot".

This prefix was too long and Yi Lin didn’t look carefully.

"Victor Frith".

"Dr. Jonathan Crane".

"..."

Yi Lin, a little old man walking in the corridor, wearing a patient uniform, no one paid attention to him.

The journey was smooth and smooth.

When Yi Lin arrived at the place Pan Xiaozheng mentioned, she found that the place was deserted and deserted.

Ten meters away is the waste disposal room.

Yi Lin stopped and took a few breaths.

By the way, I released my senses and looked around.

No exception.

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

This is quite unenvironmentally friendly.

"?"

suddenly.

Yi Lin's eyes narrowed.

In the corner it seems...

"Presbyopia is really troublesome..."

Yi Lin shook her head helplessly, and when she got closer, she saw that there was indeed a pool of blood on the ground.

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

Yi Lin carefully knelt down and touched the blood stain with her hand.

There was a hint of warmth on the fingertips that had not yet completely cooled down.

Whose blood?

Yi Lin frowned slightly.

Open the communication list and take a look.

Pan Zhengyi’s name is still on.

It means he is not dead yet.
To be continued...