Super Detective in the Fictional World

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It's not that Tuan Chong Xiu'er is too cold-blooded, it's that there are not many people in the city who really run into super villains tonight.

She got feedback from calling some acquaintances, and most of them had gained a lot and went home contentedly.

But Fisher and the others came back later than many people. She was flustered and called halfway to confirm.

In fact, each villain basically has only ten or twenty bandits to assist.

In a small team of this size, the number of people who can threaten face-to-face is only three to five hundred, no matter how many people...Do you really think this is a prohibited army?

You are not stupid in the weather-beaten bottom of Gotham City. Once you find that the villain can't control the situation, he immediately rushes away, so that you won't be so stupid to stay hostage.

Moreover, the three-person team of Mr. Wei on the bright side, and the Lu someone who madly catches people to get points in private, are rapidly reducing the number of activities of the villains.

Hundreds of villains, big and small, emerged from Arkham, directly affecting 10,000 or 20,000 people.

The "lucky guy" who has hit the dead house group three times in a row, but is unharmed, is absolutely minimal.

Even if they came back in mud, they did not even have their skin rubbed by the super villain-the only scratches on their hands were accidentally caused by them when they were snapped up, and they really couldn't rely on the villains.

Lowther was speechless for such heart-wrenching questions.

After thinking about the experience tonight, he can only nod and admit: "Well, we are really lucky. Before tonight, I have not heard of anyone who has met three super villains in one hour in a row and is still alive. We done."

Xiuer: "Who saved you, my husband?"

Lowther: "...Although I would also like to see Batman come to save us with my own eyes, it is indeed not him who will save us tonight, but..."

Xiu'er: "Who? Is it the Dark Knight? You always say that he is Batman's follower, but I think he must be handsome too."

Lowther: ...you haven't seen anyone's faces, so you are sure they are handsome?What if he looks like that thin bald man!

He murmured in his heart, he still replied: "It is Gunman who saved us."

Xiu'er frowned: "Stickman? How does this look like a villain's nickname."

Lowther: "...He is a stick man. With a stick, he beat the Riddler violently, and then beat a very cruel bald thin man. Well, I helped him get this nickname."

Xiu'er was suddenly stunned: "I said it's so tasteless."

Lauser was not convinced: "Is he still a workman himself, isn't he more earthy?"

Xiuer: "...I don't believe it, you must be lying to me."

Lauser raised his hand: "I swear in my wife's name, I never lied."

Xiu'er was speechless: the reputation of dead house wives is much more important than their face, it seems that this is true.

Only then did Lowther tell the details, especially Luke's classic worker costume, and once again described the weapon as a crowbar, which fully proved his identity as a worker.

Xiu'er was stunned for a while, shaking her head from time to time, muttering "This is impossible, this is too magical, and this is unscientific."

She was totally unacceptable. The hero who stood up in times of crisis, beat the villain, and saved a large number of civilians was actually a civilian.

To be a superhero in Gotham is much harder than getting rich.

At least getting rich does not need to be desperate all the time, but superheroes are the thorns of super villains.

No matter how powerful Batman is, he can't stand up to the honest folk customs and the talents of Gotham City come out in large numbers.

Many people wanted to learn from him, and the result was that they would go to the streets after one or two times, and they were also promoted by people who wanted to be heroes.

Those super villains and their gangsters used this bloody reality to tell everyone that the hero was refreshed for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.Rangers are at risk, and loved ones tear two lines.

Over the decades, fewer and fewer people really dare to stand up.

Even if Batman is getting more and more fierce, the big and small villains thrown into Arkham can make up a company, but they can't reverse the atmosphere of Gotham City.

Because Batman is fighting alone, super villains come from all over the country.

In the super metropolitan area centered on Gotham and the metropolis, the total permanent population exceeds 20 million, which is almost 5% of the population of this dark United States.

There are stable and busy routes with Europe, and it is an important transportation hub for the two continents.

Planted in Batman's hands, it's just those who are more capable or silly.

In fact, more dark forces are located in the metropolitan area outside the two cities, and Master Wei can't take care of them.

Outstanding people of these forces will naturally move closer to the two richest cities.

The reality is so helpless.

The existence of Batman has fought evil, but at the same time it has also cleaned up low-quality gangs, leaving a huge space for more powerful gangs.

It's like Luke frantically cracking down on illicit drugs and trafficking gangs in his hometown next door, replaced by various small and sophisticated organizations.

They took advantage of the skyrocketing prices of goods to obtain huge profits from a small amount of sales, and even developed "guerrilla warfare", which temporarily held multiple transactions in a vast open space, so that the loss of a single place was reduced, but it could effectively reduce Ursa Minor’s Work efficiency.

The criminals in the hometown next door are getting more and more cunning, and the overall efficiency of scoring points is also declining.

Although there are many fools who give food, they can't be a big fish.

This is also one of the reasons why Luke let the clone come to DC to open up a new "leek farm".

Luke hasn't enjoyed the spontaneous grouping of super villains like tonight.

It's a pity that time doesn't wait for anyone. He brought two remote-controlled prototypes to cooperate with him, and swept the guys who weren't caught by Master Wei in a very fast speed.

The No. 2 space, which has always lacked heavyweight options, finally has a good product at the bottom of the box.

Many of them have high research value, such as the frozen man who is being caught up in front of him.

This guy is dressed like a space soldier, covered in protective clothing with pipes, and has a huge freezing gun in his hand.

Compared with the scum of the riddler, the frozen talent is a real IQ flow, at least people know how to use science and equipment.

Therefore, after being watched by Luke, this guy actually escaped some distance with the flying device.

But that's it.

Frozen Man only flew a few kilometers, and out of Master Wei's focus, he was shot down by Luke with a cold shot.

After falling dizzy, he got up, furious in his heart, raised the freezing gun in his hand and shot a few shots biubiu.

These shots were pure venting, because Frozen had no idea who or where the attacker was.

Luke, who had arrived hiding his body, saw it and threw a few non-lethal darts far away.

Whoosh!

There was a paralyzing dart on the frozen man's neck.

He stretched out angrily and threw it to the ground. Another shot of Biubiu was aimed at the direction he thought the dart was coming from.

Whoosh!Zi Zi Zi!

Frozen convulsed all over and fell to the ground.

Luke finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the Iceman is still afraid of electricity."