Super Detective in the Fictional World

The middle-aged man didn't take it for granted: "If any plan can be successful at once, it is not a plan, but fate. But failure to arrest is not a bad thing."

Schrader sneered: "Why, isn't the arrest a success for you?"

Clairvoyance waved his hand, and his face still had the fascinating smile of confidence: "Because you have done unexpectedly well, this is more suitable for our backup plan."

Schrader: "Reserve plan?"

Clairvoyant: "In fact, this time is only a tentative, and the follow-up is the real plan I prepared. If Batman can be caught so easily, it is only a small role, and small roles do not need to use a formal plan."

Schrader: "What are you officially planning?"

Qianli smiled: "A saint-like hero has become the source of the scourge of being spurned. This process should be very interesting and long. We only need to watch the stupid ordinary people and smart politicians perform. Just fine. "

Schrader silently nodded, "This is the best. This time my loss is too great. The blood **** experimenter is my unique product, and I want to make another one, I am afraid it is not something that can be done in a short time, it It shouldn't have been lost here. "

Clairvoyant: "Cut off one head and grow two heads. We have enough confidence, don't we?"

Seeing his confident appearance, Schrader could only remind him again: "Remember to investigate the guy with the black and white skull face, and I can sense that the blood **** experimental body has no resistance in front of him, so Killed. This guy, definitely not a normal human. Well, the black man in black leather had a chance to help me catch it, and his blood was useful for my experiments. "

Clairvoyant: "Everything you want."

The helicopter went away, into the dark night sky.

...

Night passes, day arrives, and busyness and chaos are still flooding New York.

Countless pictures and videos are spreading on TV and the Internet. Although various network departments try their best to suppress them, there is always a proliferation of leaking fish.

The matter itself need not be covered, because it cannot be covered at all.

But many of the screen videos are too **** and not suitable for everyone to watch.

Messages exploded on the network.

The cannibal army of monsters, the sudden appearance of superhero squads, the heavy casualties of New York citizens and NYPD police officers are the focus of attention of the masses.

Luke and Selina were not busy for a moment, and they returned to their residence until it became bright.

After washing and eating, both returned to the room to sleep.

Luke, who had operated overnight, was a little tired.

His deity was maintaining order, helping the citizens, and his avatar was not idle. He invisibly reviewed the sewers where the test subjects appeared.

Really wait for the SHIELD to review it, but I don't know if it will be a few days or a dozen days later.

During the review, he also had to check whether there were any clues missing during the battle and retreat of each teammate.

Although this is unlikely, but since it is his calling, the task of sweeping the tail is more awaiting.

In this way, I was so busy that the deity came home without rest on either side.

After a thorough two-hour rest, Luke's dean was too lazy to get up, still lying in bed.

The detached villa on the other side started to work.

The information last night was basically on Afu's side, so it was most convenient to start work here.

Holding coffee and snacks, opening the back door facing the sea, Luke sat on the rocking chair on the porch and sighed at the gloomy sky: "It's about to wind."

The sky was overcast with clouds, no longer as sunny as in the past few days, waves of sea breeze blowing, shaking his shirt.

A moment later, a dull thunder sounded, the clouds swelled, and the snoring fell from countless tiny raindrops from far and near, but it began to rain.

Luke looked at New York, which was hidden in the rain in the distance, thinking a lot, and walked into the room a moment later: "Afu, give Tony some time to let him talk."

Afu: "Okay, sir."

Tony's reply came quickly: "Where?"

Luke looked at the sea not far away: "Let him go to the pier of White Rock Park, remember to cover his face."

A few minutes later, Tony suddenly sent another message: "Can I bring someone? She is from the relevant department and wants to talk to you."

Luke thought about it and replied: "Yes."

Half an hour later, Tony was followed by petite young women, standing on the pier with an umbrella.

At the moment, he was wearing the Yankees cap, the same jacket, big sunglasses and jeans, and he couldn't see the original look at all.

The woman behind him is also an ordinary hooded sweater and jeans, which is also very ordinary.

Under the rain, there were almost no people in Baishi Park, and the pier was empty.

Tony frowned, changed his hand to support the umbrella, and looked at his watch: "This guy hasn't come yet?"

Where the voice fell, I saw a very ordinary three-story white yacht approaching and stopping in front of the dock.

At the same time, Jarvis reminded in his headset: "Mr. Bruce's boat has arrived, and he is asking you to get on board."

Tony froze. "Pretend to be mysterious again."

Having said that, his steps speeded up and he got on the yacht within a few steps. The young woman behind him quickly followed and the two entered the cabin.

The yacht started again and turned away.

There was no one in the cabin, which was clearly the living room.

Tony: "Bruce, you can come out."

Afu's voice sounded: "Mr. Stark, Master is not on board, please wait a moment."

Tony squinted and squinted: "I feel like I've fallen into a villain trap in the movie."

Having said that, his sunglasses have begun scanning the yacht.

Maybe someone who likes to install mysterious black charcoal head is here to hide, it must be very interesting to find out.

Afu suddenly reminded again: "Mr. Stark, although I am only a program, it is embarrassing for you to scan in my body. Please respect my personal privacy, please? Thank you."

Tony: ...

Young woman: ...

Tony, who was caught at the scene, was not embarrassed, and naturally walked to the bar to sit down: "Well, sorry, after all, there is no procedure for having a yacht as the body. By the way, how do you call you?"

Afu: "My name is Alfred ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Of course you can also call me" Afu "."

Tony: "Afu? Chinese name?"

Afu: "Yes."

Tony was interested: "Then give me a drink first, let's talk."

Afu: "Sorry, the yacht is about to dive, and it is temporarily inconvenient to provide drinks service, Mr. Stark."

Tony: "Dive?"

Afu: "Yes. Actually, this is a submarine."

The voice fell, and the door began to make a slight noise, and it began to close.

Ten seconds later, Afu's voice sounded again: "Okay, now enter the cruise. Mr. Stark, what wine do you want? And this beautiful lady, do you need a drink?"

Tony: ...

Young woman: ...