All Worlds Madhouse

It's hard to evaluate what kind of person old Joey is.

He is very lazy, even lazier than Ziliang, because he hardly even bothers to go out to his own pig farm except to get feed.

But he is also very diligent. Sometimes in order to change the taste of the "pig" he raises, he can even travel long distances to another city or another dimension, just to chop something that the "pig" has never eaten.

Old Joey's mind is also very abstract, and he can't tell whether he is smart or stupid. Generally, he will turn around and forget about anything Ziliang tells him, but if Ziliang says he can provide him with some food, then it is estimated that decades later He can even dig it out and settle old scores with you.

He is a road addict. If you fight with him, as long as you turn more than two turns, he will never find you again. But what is very confusing is that no matter how far away he is, he can find his way back to his pig farm. Of course, he can also find Ziliang's hospital. After all, it is a very stable source of feed.

In this way, old Joey is lazy, forgetful, and a road fool. So according to the standard configuration, he should also be face-blind, right?

Then you are flattering him too much. Face blindness can at least roughly distinguish between men, women, old and young, tall, short, fat and thin. But Old Joey's concept of a stranger is probably only:

"Alive or dead?"

"Is it suitable for feed?"

That’s two points.

But if you put two pigs in front of him, even if they look exactly the same, even if they are twins born from the same sow, then he will be able to tell who is who in an instant.

Well, although this personality image is a bit different, this is "Pig Farmer-Old Joey".

And it is such a person who is neither sharp nor stupid, who is the key to whether Ziliang can find the "sin fragments" and whether he can be released from prison.

So when Old Joey saw the bloody writing on the wall, he seemed to realize something. He scratched his bald head, and then put his hand into the front pocket of his leather apron.

The pocket was actually not big, but Old Joey's hand strangely inserted a long length of it into it. He pouted and turned around for a long time in the space that shouldn't exist at all, and finally finally turned it over. An extremely ancient mobile phone came out.

"Haha - found it!" He said to himself with a hearty smile, like a mentally retarded person.

This mobile phone is very old and broken. It only has a small screen on it, which is used to display dialing numbers. On the back of the mobile phone, there is a piece of paper taped with tape, with a series of numbers and a The person's name - Parker.

This note was left to him by Ziliang before he left, with the obvious intention of asking him to call Parker. Because Ziliang knows Joey too well and talks to him too much, it will cause trouble if he doesn’t protect him, so before taking action, he must arrange someone for him.

Old Joey frowned and looked at the words on the note. After a few seconds, he finally understood Ziliang's meaning with great intelligence.

"Ha ha--"

He smiled again and dialed the number.

Soon, a weak voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Of course this voice comes from Parker, but at this moment Parker is no longer the fierce gangster. In fact, he hasn't left the house for several days. Ever since he came out of Ziliang's small hospital, Parker's spirit has improved. It seems like he has been contaminated. He can’t eat well or sleep well. His cat is at home all day long, wrapped in a big quilt, and he is even careful when going to the toilet. But it’s not his fault. If you stay in Ziliang’s small clinic, For one night, I guess you're not as good as him.

"Haha - are you Parker? I'm Joey!" Joey held the note and shouted cheerfully. Despite the cordiality of his phone call, in fact he didn't even know who Parker was.

As for Parker, there was no way he could forget who Joey was. When he heard the "haha" smile at the beginning, he was so frightened that he almost peed and swooped into his bed.

For so many days, he had been trying to tell himself that the experience that day was just a dream, that the doctor, the pig butcher, and the hospital that sucked blood were all fake. But with this phone call , it seems that all his efforts for so many days were in vain.

"Hello, Mr. Joey, Dr. Ziliang has told me that you should be in the hospital. I will go find you right away."

His cat shivered in bed and said.

In fact, when Parker brought Ziliang to Falconi that day, Ziliang told him that a man named "Joey" would call him in a few days and tell him what to do next. I told him everything I did.

Hey. I have to say that Parker is quite a bad person. Although he smokes, drinks, robs and joins gangs, he is a good boy. It is so pitiful that such a kind-hearted young man has an intersection with Ziliang. But there is nothing we can do about it. Who can let him? Ziliang doesn't know anyone in Gotham City.

Parker was filled with reluctance, but he didn't dare to neglect him at all. After all, in his heart, Ziliang was basically on the same level as evil demons like Satan, Ares, and Dia. Yes.

Uh. In fact, if those demon gods knew that a mortal compared themselves to that neurasthenic bastard doctor, then they would feel doubly fucking honored.

Well, this is all a story for later.

Back to business, Parker arrived at the small clinic in a hurry soon. He stepped on the floor with frivolous and frightened steps, and pushed open the doctor's door with difficulty.

"Hello -" Old Joey saw him walking in and said loudly: "The doctor is not working today."

"Uh I'm Parker."

Joey was stunned: "Parker?"

Parker felt like crying, thinking that you were playing tricks on me, but he still trembled and forced a smile on his face: "That's the person who called you just now."

Joey frowned in confusion, then picked up the note he had been holding in his hand and looked at it: "Haha - it turns out to be Parker, why didn't you tell me earlier."

He suddenly said with a smile, as if he knew Parker well, then stood up and lifted the belt under his big belly: "Then let's go. You know where we are going, right?"

Parker grimaced and smiled firmly: "Of course. We are going to see the 'Roman' Mr. Falconi. Then... we should go to rob the prison." He said, crying in his heart: "I Damn it, what is this?"

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