Super Detective in the Fictional World

Claire's experience with the cadet's life at the academy was also a bit beneficial, as Serena and him took a lot more time.

This day, he was cooking and watching the news and suddenly received a message.

Luke picked an eyebrow, wiped his hand, and lit it open.

Still a meaningless code sticker, Luke just glanced at it and translated it. He laughed: "You are fathers and daughters, come to make something lively. Wait, Damon's gear..."

He couldn't help but pat his forehead and think of Damon's black armored belt cape, which does look like Batman.

Fortunately, Damon's whereabouts are not so difficult to trace, and he shouldn't be suspected of being Batman.

But maybe someone will suspect that they had something to do with Batman, which is a problem.

After a while, he returned a message.

In New Jersey, at Damon's father's and daughter's house, Mindy jumped up and opened a post in front of the notebook.

She sighed with disappointment when she translated the content without a password book: "Dad, V replied. ”

Damon was taking care of the gun, and he didn't lift his head. "What did he say? ”

“He can provide a bullet-proof effect to 70% of Batman's armor, a flying cape he hasn't studied, and Bat darts with or without rope, he's not interested in doing it.” Mindy said, depressed.

What she values most is bat darts and that awesome cape, which is so cool.

The armor thing, she's got a vest from V. It's enough.

Damon's armor is also a V's specialty, so long as it doesn't hit the same spot in a row, you get seven or eight shots in the upper body, and you just need to replace the inserts.

This vest is enough to meet most of the needs, after all, nobody wants to be swept from head to toe.

Damon stopped and nodded his head for a moment: “Then order us one. After all, changing the panels is a hassle. Oh, by the way, let him turn my armor into gray, and with the helmet changed, those two pointy ears don't. ”

Mindy burst out laughing knowing that her father didn't want to be identified as a copycat anymore.

Damon shook his head helplessly: "Okay, are you dead now? You see, V doesn't even do these things. ”

Mindy crooked her little head: “V doesn't have to be impossible. ”

Damon dropped the parts in his hand again: "The truth is, armor can give us 70% of the effect, capes are not studied, bat darts are not interested? ”

He moaned his chin: "So he didn't necessarily have a stronger armor, he just couldn't provide it to us. He doesn't have to be unable to do it, he just hasn't tried in this direction. Bat darts he can make, but do you think the technology is too low? ”

When Mindy's eyes lit up, his little fist smashed into his palm and he snapped: "Yes, that's what he meant. How can a man so arrogant admit that he can't? ”

Damon coughed softly: "You can make one yourself with a rope, but are you sure you can use it as comfortably as Batman? ”

Mindy frowned, agonized: “I've tried rope darts, but they don't seem to have much talent for them. ”

Damon decisively interrupted her fantasy: “That thing is much harder than a gun, and you start practicing now, for another 10 years, maybe with Batman at his current level. ”

Mindy is not interested in hearing anything.

Ten years? Practice using a supplementary device? And it can be replaced by something else, which is really too luxurious.

She raised her hand to pick up the butterfly knife on the table and danced a few beautiful knives and flowers in her hand, shouting at the target ten meters away: "Am I good enough with this flying knife? ”

Damon shook his head with a smile and continued to take care of the guns.

Mindy bowed her head boringly and posted a new post on her notebook, quickly relieving herself: “Two sets of armor only cost 500,000 and come with a batch of spare parts for a previous tool. The old rules, or the billing. ”

Damon, um, said he knew, buried his head at work, stopped bullshitting.

……

I got the manifest from Mindy, and Luke didn't really care.

In the last few months, when he was developing his own equipment, he had eliminated several options.

Whether it's the cheapest product that Damon wore, or the middle-grade product that he's going to give his father and daughter this time, it's the other way around, not to mention the idea of Batman armor.

Luke will no longer use these phase-out programmes and will throw small benefits at Damon's daughters and fathers for waste use.

Luke felt worthy of his "credit” strategy, even as his father and daughter provided him with all sorts of information, especially gang information in New York.

Because of the security of the transaction, even if Damon's father and daughter never wanted to owe him money, much of the equipment used by both fathers and daughters was “unpaid”.

Luke's talking points do not concern their own privacy information, and Damon can't refuse it.

After finalizing this other "Emotional Credit” business, Luke worked overtime on his meal training, as usual.

And in the villa on Malibu Beach, Tonystack is laying a man in the living room, distracted.

"Tony, you've mobilized a lot of resources from the research department in recent days. I am not obstructing your new research project, but such a sudden mobilization of resources, without any explanation or report, would make those shareholders suspicious and call for a review of the use of the funds...”

Tony had a glass in his hand, and he sighed distractedly: "Obi, when did I do my research and they stop pointing fingers and feet? Don't worry, they'll all shut up eventually. ”

"At least what are you doing? Can you get Pepper to report? Isn't that what you asked her to do? ”

Tony was blinded: "Ah, didn't I tell her? ”

Someone: "Tony, I asked, and Pepper doesn't know what you're doing. You've been keeping yourself locked up in the villa every day lately, and I'm worried about you. ”

Tony laughed embarrassingly: "Well, maybe I forgot, and I'll let Pepper make it up to me. I haven't had breakfast yet. It's not good for my health. Let's go here, Obie. ”

Someone helplessly nodded and got up: "Well, you have to watch your body yourself. Don't forget the report. I can't make up an excuse for you every time, can I? Your research is of interest to the shareholders, and I can't fool around much longer. ”

Tony grabbed someone's shoulder: “No problem, I'll have Pepper hit a project report. ”

Sending someone out of the living room, Tony turned back to the basement and said, “Jarvis, send Pepper a message, modify my previous concept note for missile design, and give it to those shareholders who have nothing to eat. ”

“Yes, sir. However, that note had only a general framework, and Miss Potts might not be in a position to hand over the full project statement.” A gentle male voice sounded.

Some young man whispered: “It's not that much trouble, the Jericho missile project is enough for those guys to shut up. ”