The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 4 Parker
Parker is not the kind of "pure-blood bastard" who hasn't even attended school, so he can read the words on the notebook.I know each character and the phrases they form, but when they are connected together, it suddenly becomes difficult to understand.

In his chaotic consciousness at the moment, he could only force himself to connect these things together.

The general process is: Just now I rushed into this clinic with about 30 brothers, trying to get something out of this doctor.Immediately afterwards, the doctor cut off everyone except himself. After that, he treated himself to a cup of tea in a very hospitable manner. Finally, because of the two lines, he smiled and said to himself, we will It's a companion
Well, no matter whether I can accept this process or not, it should be like this anyway.Of course Parker knew that he couldn't understand all this at all, and now his mind was full of questions, but he didn't want to ask at all, because he didn't want to mix with the brothers in this room like fried peas.

So while holding back his urine, he squeezed out the brightest smiling face in his life with all his strength.

"Okay. Brother, brother."

When the doctor named Ziliang heard such a response, he politely responded with a very polite smile.

"Oh, by the way, you guys are looking for that guy called um." He thought for a while, then turned around and picked up the wanted poster that was already stained red with blood: "Oh, you're looking for George Parnes Sir, yes. I'm sorry, I did see him the other day, and he broke in the other night and put a gun to my head. Probably in this place."

As Ziliang said, he kicked off half of someone's arm, and stood at a place near the door: "I was a little scared at the time, so I just let him go."

"No, nothing, nothing." Parker said quickly, seemingly apologetic. He didn't want to know what happened to Parnes afterwards.

"Oh, since it's fine." Ziliang nodded: "So, there should be no conflicts between you and me from now on, so next, I need to ask a question?"

This sentence made Parker's heart rise to his throat, because he didn't know what this lunatic would ask, and under this situation, he automatically made up countless questions that made him sweat profusely. Like "do you want your left eye or your right eye" or something.

"Which gang are you employed by?" Ziliang asked

Parker breathed a sigh of relief: "We...we belong to the 'Falcone' family."

"The Falcone family; the Falcone family." Ziliang couldn't help mumbling, and then started to flip through the little notebook: "Oh, I found it, the leader is Carmine Falcone, brother A very powerful gang leader in Tam City, nicknamed "The Roman", known for his ruthlessness and expansionism. The gang system run by one hand is often referred to as the 'Roman Empire'."

Parker froze for a moment. Although the information was not classified information, the doctor obviously found it from his little notebook. And just now, he also saw the words [Arkham Asylum] on the notebook. [Death Row No. 21] After saying such words, his attitude towards himself suddenly changed.

"So...what the hell is that notebook?" Parker wondered curiously.Of course, no matter how curious he was, he couldn't really ask anything.Because he knew that this doctor was a terrible guy, just like those strange people with sacks on their heads, flipping coins all the time, wearing purple suits, or wearing black capes in the middle of the night.

There are always these weirdos in Gotham.They are all lunatics, but fortunately, it seems that since a certain day many years ago, these weirdos have become less and less, and most of them disappeared, or were imprisoned in the Arkham Asylum, and finally , the guy in the cloak in the night also disappeared.

It has to be said that it is precisely because of the disappearance of these people that the current gangsters are getting better and better.

"Well——" After Ziliang found the introduction about [Falcone Family], he continued to rummage through the notebook with a long voice. After a while, he seemed to find nothing, only Neng put it into his pocket resentfully: "Okay, then I have to ask you for a favor now."

"Huh?" Parker was taken aback.

Ziliang smiled: "It's not a big deal, because I said it just now, I want to help you rob the prison, so I have to ask you to take me to see Mr. Falcone. I think I need to talk to him."

Parker was on his mind to cry. Originally, more than 30 people were chopped up by a doctor for no reason. , Isn't this letting yourself die.

But it seems that there is no other way, because if I say no now, or show a little unwilling expression, I guess I won't even have a whole body left in the next second.

So he had no choice but to point his head like a woodpecker.He also tried his best to put on an appearance of being willing to help.

"Thank you very much. I just said that the folk customs of this city are very simple. Look, it's not easy to communicate." Ziliang said to himself.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and then slapped his head.

"Ah, I was too happy to forget about such a big thing." Ziliang said, and quickly took out his phone.

"Hey, Joey, yes, yes, I have a large amount of feed here now, come quickly, yes, drive a few more cars, otherwise it may not be able to hold it."

After saying this, Ziliang hung up the phone.

Parker stared blankly at the doctor
To be honest, he really wants to cry, shout, or even sing two songs. In short, he needs to vent his inner feelings. This feeling is really weird, not just fear, but Instead, it contains more absurdity, ridiculousness, weirdness, insanity, and hysteria.Looking back now, it seems that this feeling has been with me since I walked into this small clinic, as if I was making a merciless mockery of my worldview for so many years.

"I'm really sorry, we can't go to see Mr. Falcone right now, as you can see, these feeds can't just be left here, right?" Ziliang lit a cigarette and looked at the dead body on the ground they said.

"Yes, yes." Parker responded mechanically. He also understood what the word "feed" meant by the doctor named Ziliang now, so he smiled "hehe", and felt that something seemed to be ringing in his head. The sound of something breaking.

"Well, whatever, the world may have always been like this, but I didn't notice it." Parker can only find such a reason now to ensure that his spirit does not collapse on the spot
Then, suddenly, he seemed to discover a strange thing that he should have discovered long ago.

With so many corpses, it is reasonable to say that the blood should have spread like a broken water pipe, but why does it seem that there is not much accumulation at this moment?Where did all that blood go?

As soon as he thought of this question, Parker saw a small area on the floor without blood.Right in the middle of the pile of corpses, a trail of blood slowly flowed through the gap in the floor, and then... was sucked in.
"Oh, it turns out that the blood has been sucked dry by this room, hehe." Parker smiled laxly, took a sip of the cup of tea that he had been holding all the time, and told himself at the same time: "Isn't it because the floor of the room is Drinking blood, it's normal, right—hahaha."

(End of this chapter)