Me? The director of the Asylum of All Heavens!

Chapter 16: Heavy rain and stormy weather
Under the arch of the Heixiang overpass, Lin Zizhi and two other people were hiding from the rain.

"What bad luck! Why is it raining out of nowhere?"

Harley Quinn took off her beret and tilted her head to twist her wet hair hard.

Twisting her hair wasn't enough, she tied it into two ponytails and swung her wet hair around like an armed helicopter.

"Harley Quinn! You slapped me in the face!" Lin Zizhi said dissatisfiedly.

"Hehe, sorry." Harley Quinn said with a laugh, turning her head to twist the rain out of the other ponytail.

"Zaan and Piltover are port cities close to the ocean. Affected by ocean vapor and coastal currents, it is normal for them to have more rainfall."

Lloyd Folger's hair was wet and dripping, but he did not style it neatly as usual. Instead, he squatted on the ground and talked casually.

He had a lazy, rogue air about him, which made his image blend in with the chaotic atmosphere of Zaun.

Today, Lloyd Foldger wears a one-eyed eye patch, has pigtails, and has learned some of the local accents. At first glance, Lin Zizhi can't tell the difference between him and the people of Zaun.

As expected of him, he is the spy with a thousand faces, Twilight, who is able to skillfully use hundreds of faces and move among various groups of people to obtain information.

Even though he just changed his clothes and put on a human skin mask, the most important thing is that he can switch his temperament freely, and temperament is often the most difficult thing to learn.

Just now Lin Zizhi remembered that the owner of the fish shop had helped Wei find an underground place, and thought that perhaps he could start from there to find out information.

So Lloyd Folger volunteered to pretend to be a local and went to the fish shop owner to inquire about the news very familiarly.

"Speaking of which, that fat guy who looks more like a bear monster than a fish monster is Jellicle from the ocean tribe? He smells really fishy. I can smell it from a long distance away. How dare you eat the sashimi he made."

Harley Quinn asked casually while wringing the water out of her clothes.

"Oh? You seem to dislike him very much. I remember you should have made a very good friend who is a humanoid shark in the Suicide Squad." Lin Zizhi asked curiously.

"If you want to use the plot in the comics to speculate about my past, you will be disappointed. According to Lin Yuchao, my world is a mutated origin story of Harley Quinn. Some of the things I have experienced are not in any Harley Quinn comics."

Harley Quinn said, rolling her eyes.

She didn't seem to want to discuss her past and changed the subject quite naturally.

"So, Mr. Dusk, did you get any information from Jellicle?" Harley Quinn asked curiously.

"Of course." Lloyd Folger smiled.

"90% of the fish on the tables of Piltover residents are supplied by Zaun, and only a small part is imported from Bilgewater. So even with the city under martial law today, in order to protect the living standards of Piltover residents, the fish transportation channel is still unimpeded, but the transportation time is restricted to a.m., and there are two law enforcement officers responsible for inspection."

"Four in the morning? We have to wait that long? Why don't we just stay in Zaun and wait for Jinx to come back? According to the original plot, she is going to kidnap Caitlyn tonight. She might be back by four in the morning."

Harley Quinn stamped her feet and said irritably.

Lloyd Folger smiled and continued, "Of course, there are always some nobles in the upper city who are picky about food. They like to eat the freshest seafood, but the seafood delivered at four in the morning is no longer fresh by the time they get up. So they bribed the two law enforcement officers who were checking to let certain fishing boats pass specially so that they can eat the freshest sea fish at any time. It just so happened that Jellik said that his boat had a special pass issued by the nobles in the upper city, which could ignore the ban time. We can cross the river on his fishing boat, of course, the premise is to pay him a considerable amount of boat fare."

After listening to him, Lin Zizhi subconsciously turned his head to look at Harley Quinn.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't have that much money!" Harley Quinn widened her eyes and raised her hands in surrender.

"Don't worry, it's still early, and I know where to get the money together."

Lloyd Folger flipped his wrist and, like magic, produced a piece of paper with a strange pattern on it.

Lin Zizhi had seen this pattern before, and Wei had also received a clue paper that was exactly the same.

"This is a gray entertainment industry zone that is not under the jurisdiction of Hillco. There are gambling houses, red-light districts, and taverns. It is a mixed crowd. Sometimes even nobles from the upper city come here to play. It is a good place to get intelligence. We can go to the gambling house to make a little money and get some intelligence clues at the same time." Lloyd Folger explained.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!" Harley Quinn jumped up excitedly.

"Harry, what's wrong with you? You've been acting very anxious since just now."

Lin Zizhi asked in confusion. As a psychologist, he didn't have any super powers, but he did have the ability to read people's expressions.

She frequently stamped her feet, rubbed her fingers while twisting her clothes, and licked her lips, all of which revealed her anxiety.

The corner of Harley Quinn's mouth twitched, and she smiled awkwardly:

"I just suddenly have a bad feeling. I hope it's just my illusion!"...

At this time in the Zaun alchemy laboratory, strange laughter continued to echo in the poisonous fog.

"Haha, cough cough, hahahahaha... hahaha... hahahaha! It's rare that Harley is not here, and I can finally get in touch with these otherworldly potions that she has hidden! Look at this, what did Harley call it? GL11 poison, which allows a guy named Bane to lift two tons of weight. This thing's effect on the body is much stronger than my Shimmer. The only thing to be solved is the compatibility problem. It is said that only Bane can use it in their world, and discontinuation of the drug will bring serious side effects to the host. I don't know if my experimental subject 1088 can survive with the Shimmer variant. It's worth a try, hahahaha..."

Singed sat at the table, fiddling with various chemical reagents. If he hadn't occasionally used a microscope to observe the slices, the green fluorescence that filled the room would have made him look more like a bald medieval witch brewing poison.

"Ahem, I hope I didn't disturb you, Doctor. Your door is not closed..."

Hilco stood at the damaged door of the laboratory with his hands behind his back. He coughed lightly and stepped into the laboratory door.

Singed's weird laughter stopped abruptly. He pulled up his collar to cover the wounds on his face caused by laughing, and then threw a gas mask to Hilco.

"Wait, put it on first. Some of the potions I have here have leaked, and some of them I don't even have the antidote for."

Hilco took the mask, took a symbolic puff, and put it aside.

"This reminds me of our mine in Shangchengguan. The air there was also so turbid that it blocked my throat and made it hard to open my eyes. I think the environment here is not very good. Do you want me to choose a better place for you and change to a better laboratory?"

Hilco spoke slowly with his hands behind his back, looking around the badly damaged laboratory nonchalantly.

"You haven't been to my place for a while, ha, ahem, are you here to reminisce about the past or is the new version of Shimmer not working well?"

Singed fiddled with his potion without even looking up.

"Neither, Doctor. You should know why I'm here." Hilco was a little tired of the roundabout conversation, so he took the gas mask and took a deep breath.

"Someone told me that he saw the person I was looking for here. I guess it's just a coincidence. Isn't that right, Doctor?"

"I did treat a seriously injured and dying patient yesterday, but I don't know if he is the person you are looking for. If I knew, I might not have saved him."

Singed remains focused on his experiments.

Hilco couldn't help but slam the wanted poster on the table and raised his voice and said, "Listen, I don't care about the lives of those people on the wanted poster. But they might have kidnapped Jinx! I just want to know - where Jinx is!"

Hilco realized that he had lost his composure, took the gas mask, took a deep breath and said:

"Do me a favor and see if there's any of those guys you saw up here and tell me where they went!"

Singed then looked up at the wanted poster with a dull look, then pointed his finger at Lin Zizhi's wanted poster.

"I really want to help you, but what I can tell you is that I have only seen this guy. He is the seriously injured patient I treated. If you want to find him, you can go through my secret passage. But I think they may not know the whereabouts of Jinx."

"Thank you, Doctor. But I can't miss any clues. Jinx is very important! I will never abandon her!" Hilco clenched his fists tightly.

"I understand how you feel. I also had a daughter." Singed flicked the syringe, extracting GL11 venom and his own variant, Shimmer, for a chemical reaction experiment.

"No, you still don't understand. I need Jinx, not only as a father, but for the entire Zaun. She can bring great changes to Zaun, bring us technological advances, and give us the confidence to fight against the Upper City!" Hilco said seriously.

Speaking of technology and progress, Singed became interested: "Oh, I didn't realize she has any talent in this area."

"You'll understand soon." Hilco still didn't tell Singed about Jinx stealing the Hextech Gems. It wasn't because he didn't trust Singed, but because he understood Singed's crazy passion for scientific research.

If Singed knew about the existence of Hextech Gems, he would definitely give priority to using them in his own experiments in pursuit of biological evolution, and the time to create weapons would be endless.

Hilco picked up the gas mask and took a deep breath. Before leaving, he put down the gas mask and said:

"Doctor, I know your research focus has always been on biological evolution, but the current situation in the Twin Cities is very delicate. I suggest that you research some weaponization. The guys in the Upper City already have powerful weapons in their hands, so at least you should allow the residents of Zaun to have some self-protection capabilities. This can also be considered a kind of evolution, right?"

"I'll consider it, hehe..." Singed couldn't help laughing as he watched Hilco leave.

"Everyone has the ability to protect themselves? Evolution? Hahahaha!" Singed laughed wildly and looked up at the hung werewolf.

“If his genes can replicate or…can be transmitted and spread like a virus…wouldn’t that mean that everyone has the ability to protect themselves? Hahahaha…hahahaha…oh my god! Why didn’t I think of this before…hahahaha!”

Singed laughed strangely again, and his huge mouth tore the bandages on his face once again, forming a terrifying arc at the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)