Super Detective in the Fictional World

"Do you think we are stupid? Commercial sneak shots with guns?" The two black guys were full of disbelief, holding the feathers that had just been pulled from the head of a certain "socialite" in their hands, and aimed them at the half-naked body of the lady's lady. A brush.

The lady's body writhed wildly, and his mouth cried like a laugh: "Really, really. That one is just an anesthesia gun."

The two black men looked at each other, shrugged, and kept moving their hands.

The gun was taken away by others when it was confiscated, and they were not interested in telling the truth.

What is called lard is just a slogan for burning, killing and looting tonight.

It doesn't matter who this change is in front of him. The important thing is that he is so sick that the boss "Quick Mouth Sani", then he must be tortured severely.

A few minutes later, the fat black man Sani, who had finished performing inside, walked out, and his whole body was completely new.

With more than 20,000 leather shoes, more than 30,000 tie clips, 200,000 suits, and more than 3 million watches, his whole body exudes...the upstart temperament.

After all, the shoes and clothes were all custom-made, and the original owner was taller and thinner than him, and Sani had to open the front of the suit and walk around with his belly straight.

Seeing the "torture" action of the two black men, he widened his eyes: "WTF?"

The two men turned their heads and their faces were full of triumph: "Boss, you forced a confession like this last time. The effect is really good."

Sani moved his mouth several times and suddenly felt that there was nothing to say.

Having a group of stupid subordinates of the same race is something he has had to get used to for decades.

He could only ask, "Then did he say anything?"

The two men shook their heads together: "Just hear him smile, and you know that he is a commercial spy who came in to take pictures."

Sani lost interest when he heard it, and raised his hand and raised his gun: "We will have a big action right away, and there is no time to waste on him."

"Wait, I have information." Because the two big black guys stopped when they answered, the women's lady who took a sigh of relief quickly said to save himself: "I have useful information for you."

"Say." Sani didn't put down the gun, his mind was already waiting for the big scene that might arise.

As long as this change is useless, it will be killed immediately.

Women's clothing boss: "I have a video, I have a video of tonight's banquet. There are conversation shots of how they turned charitable donations into expired goods of their respective companies and used them to feed you."

Sani yelled and put down his gun: "Where are the things?"

The women's gangster was full of entanglements, but when Sani was about to raise his gun again, he quickly shouted: "Underpants, the memory card is in my underpants."

Sani waved his hand: "Search me."

The two black men had disgusting expressions on their faces, but when they saw the guns in the boss's hands, they still took off their pants.

"Found it, Boss." A few seconds later, a big black man stepped back holding his breath and passed the small black card in his hand.

Sani took a step back: "You take it first."

Then, he pondered for a few seconds and waved his hand: "Put this change down, take him in, and ask a cameraman to transfer the video and post it on the Internet."

The two big black guys nodded, and the man with his free hand couldn't help but muttered: "Let him take it if he knew it."

The big guy with the card: ... You said it earlier, I have touched Nestlé several times, and I must go to the bathroom to wash it later, no, I have to wash my hands twice.

...

A few hundred meters away from the banquet hall, on the Bat fighter that had just arrived, Mr. Wei had just been equipped with a Bat suit.

Before the change, he would definitely rush back to the base to change the armor before going out.

And now he took the Nano Inner Armor sent by Luke with him. He just found an unmonitored room, let the Inner Armor activate the invisible state, and then changed to the remote-controlled fighter plane.

The possibility of turning into a leak is small enough and saving time.

During the change-up period, he could still look at the light screen of the fighter plane, which was replaying the scene of the TV break.

That women's clothing tycoon has no influence on him, and Gotham City has more people than this guy.

Well, to be precise, the guy in women's clothing is indeed too, and the super villain should be called brutal.

Wearing the armor, he asked smoothly, "Victor, have you come here yet?"

"Come here." At the end of the voice, a flash of light came to the ground, and it was Victor.

Luke and Diana are in Europe, Arthur is in the Mediterranean, and the minibus is busy with his father's lawsuit in Central City today.

Judging from the current situation, there is no super villain tonight.

Master Wei and Victor, together with the logistical support of the housekeeper, were enough to handle all this.

Victor frowned suddenly: "They installed explosive devices on those people in the hall. What should we do?"

Master Wei also frowned when he saw the live TV footage.

The death of the people inside is not considered wronged, but the chaos will be great.

In the unlikely event that Gotham’s upper-class society is wiped out by a single net, and the Justice League is implicated, it will easily arouse the hostility of the American upper-class society, and all dirty water will be poured into the Justice League.

After all, this is a class that has the right to speak, and is very sensitive to such things.

For example, there were often demonstrations in front of the White House of Luke the first, how about Wall Street?It didn't take long for the NYPD to beat and arrest people, and it was a complete mess.

Master Wei couldn't help but muttered: "It's good if Barry is here. His speed can solve a lot of trouble."

Victor nodded in agreement, but offered another option: "Or, contact Superman?"

Master Wei turned his head and looked at the metropolis on the side: "He should already know it, but..."

But he did not come.Victor had a bad feeling in his heart.

At a superhuman speed, it didn't take ten seconds to rush over--this still counted the time he took to avoid the crowd and transform.

After all, Master Wei is a spectator, and he has dealt with many major incidents alone.

After saying this, he withdrew his unrealistic thoughts: "We can't just wait for them to come. We must find other ways to interfere with their detonating device?"

Victor: "It can be considered, the jammer given by the Cavaliers should be useful."

Master Wei felt relieved: "Then follow this design plan."

In the darkness, the two people hid in the cabin of the Bat fighter, writing and drawing on the virtual light screen, but they didn't mean to rush into the arena.

As the saying goes, it’s good not to do too much.

Once the rescue fails, it is better not to do it.

Moreover, the gangsters seem to have other ideas. These celebrities and "ladies" are all taken hostage, and there is no need to worry about their lives being threatened in a short time.

A few were really killed in advance, it was because of their bad luck.

In this world, Superman could not save everyone.

When the two were discussing a rescue plan, Gotham City and Metropolis had already begun to move.

The first time a TV break was full of incitement and temptation, as well as the rebroadcast video of a female tycoon just now, has aroused the anger of a lot of people at the bottom.

The two cities are entering a prelude to a great chaos.