Super Detective in the Fictional World

The little bastards that Batman hit on the night of the earthquake had no reference value at all, and they couldn't even tell how Batman hit them -- all idiots who didn't know why.

Professionals are highly valued for being beaten.

They get a clearer sense of Batman's abilities and intelligence in all its aspects, not like those bastard confessions are bullshit like "He punched me up on the third floor” and "I got my shi punched out”.

As soon as these triple benefits come out, what can Captain Jones be unhappy with?

Jones was pleased to report that his top boss had taken over the exchange of interests.

A deputy director can have far more advantages than his team director, as he has enough strength to have a higher price.

Captain Jones will also gain more than he is responsible for.

With this openness from Captain Jones, everyone at the meeting began to report it.

Soon the first bandit was taken from Captain Jones.

The man in question is Flagg, who took only one bandit, Barclay-Williams, the desertifying middle-aged bandit.

Flagg's resources make it easy to get ahead of the FBI.

It was only after Flagg that some of the bandits were gradually removed by other units.

With these bandits in the collection, these units quickly pulled out all the bandits' knowledge of Batman, and many of the Batman assessment reports quickly came out of the oven and reached some of the bosses.

“Strength is superior to ordinary people, but not particularly prominent...”

“That armored bullet-proof set is extremely effective and has no damage from firing a regular calibre rifle at close range, and there should be some special material or technology. ”

“No guns have ever been used, even if the guns of the bandits were close by, he did not go to get them. ”

“Rope darts are extremely skilled in their use and, just as they did on the night of the earthquake, are definitely veterans of years of immersion. ”

“Close martial arts are extremely powerful and are not limited to a few martial arts. ”

Flagg looked at the assessment reports he had transferred from other departments and muttered in his heart: is this not the relative of that person?

If it was the “predecessor” that Flagg knew, the bandits were not expected to leave alive and would never deliberately evade using guns.

The habit of not hiding his identity, not to mention the unnecessary, the method of killing the bad guys and the scene is never hidden, the lack of name is that people are lazy to do such boring and redundant things, the bandits are finished blooming.

He threw away the reports, walked into the interrogation room next door, took the interrogation transcripts from the side and looked over.

Next to him, his team continued their fatigue interrogation of Buckley.

Team member: "Describe again how he overcame you. ”

Buckley's eyes kept fighting, but suddenly he was awoken by electricity, desperate: “I've said it many times, he just rushed over and hit me on the ground. ”

Team member: “How? In what position? ”

Buckley's eyelids quarreled, muttering, “How do I know I'm getting beat up? I'm getting beaten up like a sandbag. He broke a dozen bones. Where can I see how I got beaten? I'm not a fucking camera. ”

The player remained calm and cold: “But you said it, he shouted... hmm”

Speaking of which, he finally paused, turned over the transcript in front of him, followed the words: "Constellation, Meteor, Fist," what else do you know about this martial arts? ”

Buckley had a face crash: “How the hell do I know why he's yelling like that? I like to beat people up and scream about headbreaks, tombstone penetration, death entanglement, that's what WWE is all about! ”

The player wanted to keep asking, but Flagg patted him on the shoulder and warned him: "He just mentioned WWE. ”

The teammates wondered, “What's wrong? ”

Flagg knocked on the table and asked Barclay, "So in WWE, have you ever heard of anyone with a" Zenith, Meteor, Fist ”move? ”

Buckley despaired: "No! How could such a stubborn name appear in WWE without a violent aesthetic? ”

Flagg, um, turned around and told the team, "Keep interrogating, make sure you get rid of him.” Then he walked out.

He's a smart guy. He always thinks there's a clue to what's going on in Titan, Meteor, Fist.

It's a cliche, and it's hard for many people to change it once it's formed in their lives, and it's one way to target suspects.

It may be someone's constellation, it may be a thing of the past, it may be a story!

By one word, there's very little chance of finding someone, but it's always right to use more snacks on Batman.

As he pondered, Flagg asked the busy team members not far from the computer, "Any suspicious targets? ”

“As far as current intelligence is concerned, there's a guy in New York nicknamed" Bigdad "who looks a lot like Batman, but he's been in New York for a long time.” The crew looked at the screen in front of them and pulled out an image: “And this big old man's secret work is worse than Batman's. ”

He continued: "On the night of the earthquake, the big old man and his partner, Hitgirl, had just burned the warehouse of a gang of traffickers, and both sides fought hard in the harbour area, attracting the siege of hundreds of police officers before each of them fled. ”

“Big Daddy? Super feminine?” Flagg frowned, and the name sounded like a joke, not at all as mysterious as Batman.

He looked at the picture again and shook his head: “It's just slightly similar in shape, just wearing a black cape, and the helmet has two pointed ears. The repetition rate of this outfit is really too high. What about this big old man's ability? ”

The player shook his head: “Big Daddy has good close combat skills, but most of the time he uses a gun, he's a good sniper, but his partner is a great cold-blooded weapon.” He pulled out a picture.

Flagg looked at the five little bodies a meter and two a day, and the big guy in her hand, and he said, “Do you think that's a dart? ”

Teammates grinned: “This is a double-headed knife. It has nothing to do with darts. Even if it throws out, it can kill people. It should also be called a" big ”flying knife. ”

Looking at Frag's impatient look, he stops the bullshit intellectually: “Besides, the means to suspect father-daughter are simple, targeting a gang of traffickers, trying to kill them every time, and the Batman style is two extremes. ”

Looking at Flagg's face, the team still cautioned, "Maybe that's how Batman intentionally misled us? Maybe he kills people with guns a lot? ”

“It is not ruled out.” Flagg nodded.