Super Detective in the Fictional World

“Batman's rope darts and close-knit martial arts, as well as his mastery of all kinds of equipment, are replete with sophisticated nature after long training.” But Flagg thought for a moment, still shook his head: “It's really a little difficult for a person to have limited energy, to master so many professional skills at the same time, and to shoot well. ”

Teammates also agree: "Moreover, long and rigorous hand-to-hand combat training affects the flexibility and sensitivity of the hands and has a negative effect on the use of firearms, which is also a problem. ”

Flagg sighed: "Okay, look for a division over in New York and let them get in touch with the big old man and Super Killer and ask them what they think of Batman. ”

Team member hey hey laughed: “Boss, even if it's a little similar, you still don't want to give up this Batman. ”

Flagg: “Batman's style of action is more appetizing to me, and he pulls in pretty good, at least he can fight, and he's got his own bottom line. ”

The teammate whispered, "It's dangerous for him to maim more than 200 people in one night. ”

Flagg shrugged: "But no one will die, most of them will recover. If we go in there, most of them will be shot directly. Who do you think has the bottom line? ”

Team member hey hey: “We have a license, he's law enforcement without a license. ”

Flagg patted the team member on the shoulder: "So if he wants to join me, I can give him a license to beat anyone legitimately. ”

……

On the far east coast, in the basement of a two-story small building in New Jersey, Mindy stopped hitting the sandbags and watched Batman beat the crap out of him on a wall TV.

She ripped her hands off and drank the cup on the side.

At this point, the metal door in the basement opened and Damon walked in with a sore face.

Mindy looked at Daddy and said, “Daddy, what's the problem? ”

When Damon closed the door, he saw the image still playing on TV, smiling and saying, “It's not the trouble that your new idol caused me. ”

Mindy's eyes turned: “Someone's asking you, do you know Batman? ”

Damon looked at his daughter's face and sighed: "Don't try me. I've never really heard of this guy, and there's no one I know who fits in. ”

Mindy bit her pink Snoopy cup straw and muttered thoughtfully: "But why is he dressed so much like you? ”

A steady man like Damon had to scratch his head: “Where does it look like? Isn't it all black? ”

But looking at his daughter's big shiny eyes, he admitted to losing: "Well, it looks a little like it, but how do I know why he wants to learn from me? ”

As a result, Mindy Little Lori held the cup with her hands, but her eyes continued to shine with some kind of light.

Damon suddenly realized, stunned to lift his finger to himself, and then to Batman on TV, one word at a time: "You, want to, say, me, at, learn, him? ”

Mindy Little Lori looked away: "Cough, Dad, you said it yourself. ”

Damon: … shxt!

Just kidding, Mindy said, "Actually, we have an acquaintance in LA, don't we? ”

Damon, um...

Mindy's eyes slipped away: “Dad, why don't you text V and see if he knows about Batman? ”

Damon shook his head: "This is privacy. V never asked us if we knew a punisher? ”

And all of a sudden, he realized, turning around and looking at his daughter, “You mean, V is Batman? ”

Mindy hey hey smile: “Look, V is in LA, he's strong, he's also wearing a black mask cloak, and he doesn't show his face, which really looks like it. ”

Damon shrugged for a moment, or shook his head: "Have you forgotten V's marksmanship and ferocity? ”

Mindy yelled, but argued, “Maybe he did it on purpose? ”

Damon looked at her and said, "Are you serious? ”

Mindy's head spinning, she knew Dad was asking, and it must have been an omission somewhere.

But she still didn't think of it.

Damon just warned: "Don't forget, V. had a gun that night against the target and his dozens of men. Eventually, the target was forced to blow himself up before he could escape back to New York. And V killers are never soft. What's the problem? Why cover it up? ”

Mindy shook her head.

The shooting method has reached the V level, it is already at the level of one hundred enemies. It is very uncomfortable to abandon this technique of eating in battle.

Making ordinary people not use one hand at all is unbelievable.

At the V level, you have to hone your shooting into the instinct of using your left or right hand during the week.

It's really hard to suppress this instinct.

Even if V really wanted to act like Batman, there was no need to do that.

Mindy Little Lori finally gave up this obvious logic error and had no idea that her first instinct was the truth.

Of course, it doesn't matter if she guesses.

V was also a shadow for Luke, and never really existed.

With a deep memory of V, besides Damon's father and daughter, only V is the target of the desertion.

Mindy got rid of the right idea, but came up with another thing: “Dad, let's ask V to see if he can make Batman's armor. I feel amazing! ”

Damon nodded: “Yes, but remember to ask the price first. ”

He didn't forget the last time he bought a piece of equipment with half a million dollars, which he thought was more than enough, turning out to be only half the cost of top-of-the-line equipment.

Damon doesn't like to pretend, but he really doesn't want to be embarrassed anymore, which is awkward.

……

At Malibu Beach Villa, Tony threw away the bat dart in his hand and looked a little strange.

“The material used for this item is just plain steel, nothing special except the shaping. Based on the processing trail, it and ten other bat darts are poor quality products that are uniformly rough-processed and can be replicated in any hand-workshop without any technical difficulty.” Jarvis' voice sounded.

Tony looked at the bat dart thrown on the bench, grabbed a bite of the cheeseburger beside him, and said ambiguously: "My hunch was right at first, this guy intentionally. Everything he revealed was a carefully arranged illusion that he had been hiding his true identity. ”

Speaking of which, he chewed on the burger and muttered: "Whether it's that ridiculous old armor, or a cape that can only glide, or a rope dart and this dart, they're all a front for everyone to see. This guy may now be watching the show with a real identity that nobody cares about. He's playing with everyone. ”

Speaking of which, he stuffed the rest of the burger in his mouth: "Wait! When my armor comes out, you won't get away with it. I will personally unmask you, Batman... no, Mr. Mystery Man! ”