Super Detective in the Fictional World

More importantly, the ability of a teammate is unprotected for Luke and means he can refresh the teammate's ability list at any time.

Being a teammate is better at this than defeating, killing, and gaining gratitude.

Because in these three ways, the ability stops at the moment you get it.

Of course, the person killed will not be able to improve his abilities, and those who appreciate him will not be able to refresh themselves easily if they are scattered, nor will his abilities improve faster than Luke's own exercise.

Defeating is more troublesome than getting gratitude, and you have to beat it again to refresh your opponent's abilities.

Talent like Tony is evolving, and it's not realistic to want to brush it all the time.

Tony is not stupid, Batman has held him for two or three little gambling games, and even if he gambles another way, this guy is bound to be suspicious.

With these two benefits, Luke had to make more face-to-face contact with Tony.

Absolutely not in each other's old nest.

Jarvis had a lot of apparatus aids there, and maybe he found out there was a thousand facets of the system, and Luke didn't want to mysteriously disguise himself as Shabby.

We took care of this multi-faceted system, and Luke put it in storage, and immediately removed the gear from the side of the split.

Then let Alfred start a gradual examination, not just of the naked eye, but of all the other detection instruments, and finally the problems found are acceptable.

Most of the instruments can be hidden, but they can also be shielded and disturbed.

Splits don't give people a thorough physical exam, and Tony finds a shielding interference before he feels normal.

Idiots don't give a shit about Tony.

This guy's been getting suspicious ever since Uncle Bear Obaday messed up.

Apart from his own booking for Big Wife Pepper, and bodyguard head Happy, there's really not many people this guy can trust.

Most of the people in key positions in the Stark Group were searched several times in secret by Tony, and the people in question were all written down by Jarvis with a small book and investigated in depth.

Luke didn't know the details of the survey, but the multifaceted system still found traces on the phones and networks of several important figures of the Stark Group.

In other words, one suspects at best that someone has done something.

But Luke, who is completely cloned with little power, can distinguish between the styles with a little seriousness.

He didn't think Tony was too much, and most people who had been pitted by the most trusted had reacted similarly.

Humanity is suspicious.

Severe scepticism, more commonality among the powerful.

The common denominator of the poor is not due to the high cost of suspected diseases, which make life difficult for the poor.

When survival is a problem, the poor, out of self-protection, selectively forget the dangers.

Luke is even more of a leader in suspicion.

To date, he has not revealed all his strength and cards to anyone.

Robert, Catherine, Selena, he doesn't doubt it, but he's got the power of the world.

Secrets are safe only if you know it, at least with the least chance of exposure.

He's worse at this than Tony.

It's just that he's in a better mood than Tony, he's just a little detective, and now he leaves all the pressure behind and he's completely relieved.

Luke finished commissioning the Thousand Face System while thinking about it.

He just opened up little black house number two at the beach house, and watched as John Wick moved in for a while, walking in with a smile: "Ready for a new life? ”

John dropped the book in his hand and touched the square-brain string lying beside him: "Are you sure? ”

His eyes stared at Luke's big face, all suspicious: if he was going to leave, why show his face? Although this face is strange to me, there's no need for me to see it at all, is there?

At one point, he actually had a bad feeling about watching movies when he was a teenager.

Probably the kind of villain who said to let someone go, and then the moment he walked out the door, there was a bang in the back.

At this point, if the director prefers the role, he will also be given a chance to say “you lied to me” and “why”.

If it's pure soy sauce, add a close-up to the back of the gun or the eyes of the dead.

Now that John feels he is not ready for his thoughts, should he also look up and say two classic lines when he goes down the street?

Luke felt his emotional fluctuations, and he couldn't help but say, "Okay, just send you somewhere nobody knows you. Don't let anyone notice anything about John the Night Demon in the future, and you'll live happily ever after. ”

John sighed and was still in a heavy mood.

He's not a child, he can't trust people so easily, but he stood up slowly and wanted to say something, and his arm felt painful.

Looking at the familiar needle, he had to mumble: "You… should have come directly. ”

Let me hear so much crap, and it's still happening! One of the killer kings resented the explosion, but his body voluntarily softened back to the chair.

Luke shrugged his shoulder and retracted the anesthesia gun: “I didn't ask you to stand up, either. ”

As he squatted down, he touched a few times on a string of skulls with a blind face: “Square skull, haphazard! But I'm sure you'll have a good time in the future. ”

When John's dog was killed by the eldest son of the Tarasovs, the king of the assassins sent his father and son to God together.

John was once again expressly forbidden from participating in the “cause” of the past by such a dog lover, and it would be difficult to be unhappy in the days when each dog would live on his own.

The square head gently opened its mouth and extended its big tongue to lick his hand.

Luke avoided, drooling his hands, the old knife used to do it all the time, but now he's sending this guy away with a dog, and he doesn't want to wash his hands anymore.

He also gave the neck of the square's skull for a while, injecting a third of the usual dose of anesthetic.

When this foolish dog is unconscious, throw it in space two with the owner and drive out.

……

Half a day later, John woke up from a coma.

With a thrill in his heart, he sat up vigorously, gauging the surrounding environment and relieving himself.

This is an ordinary room with open windows and outside sunlight coming in from the curtains, turning into swaying spots of light.

There are voices all around the hidden, indicating that this is a very ordinary neighbourhood.

But his face suddenly changed and he grunted out of the bed, looking vigilantly at the bed, and his face immediately turned very subtle.

A woman with barley skin, with her back to her back, was sleeping there and slept quite fragrant.

John frowned and watched the woman's back for a moment before being awakened by the familiar snort coming from his feet.

The silly face of the square head appeared at his feet, shaking his head to the tail to touch the dog's head.

John is loose.

The dogs came with us, so there's no need to kill him.