Super Detective in the Fictional World

Max talked to Old Earl while he was brushing his cell phone news, and Carolyn took out her last stash of personal items - three special cupcakes.

Max looked at it and said, “What? This is a $15 knife. You're not selling it in hiding? ”

Carolyn, hey, hey, smile: “I don't care, but you really don't want to taste Chris' craft? ”

Max snorted: “I've had enough in the morning... cough”

She suddenly took a piece of cake: "Humph, give him a chance to do it again. ”

So she had bitten the cake, chewed two bites, and picked up the eyebrows in surprise: "emmmm ~ This tastes good. ”

Caroline smiled and gave Old Earl one and sat down to eat it herself.

She would never say she was lazy for lunch with this cake, and it turned out to be too delicious to eat four straight out of one breath.

Twenty American knives for lunch, Max's gonna hurt his flesh.

And Han came out and said, "What are you eating? ”

The three of them looked at each other silently and did not know what to say for a moment.

Because Caroline left three cakes, and now she's been bitten.

However, Han didn't really care, just sat down exhausted.

In fact, his chef didn't make a hundred copies of food tonight.

Most Guests either wait long enough to leave immediately, or buy two cakes and drink a drink before leaving without waiting for food to come out of the kitchen.

That's how he felt like he was going to die.

Soon, the scene turned into a four-person chat.

The idle one today is old Earl, the cashier.

They sold hundreds of cupcakes today, Max, and they paid for it themselves.

And Han worked so inefficiently tonight, Earl basically brushed his phone all night, and immediately started bragging about the information he had gathered.

What makes Max and his girls rich today? It was yesterday's bombing.

What's the big deal about yesterday's bombing? Of course it's Batman and Iron Man for this old CP pair.

All the details of the case were still confidential, had not been made public, and there was nothing dry to discuss.

Batman and Iron Man appeared, but there were countless hitters, and the fact that the two of them worked together on the Wall Street subway against the blanks also had real hammers.

How Iron Man got into the subway station the first time, nobody caught it, but he came out of the subway station and changed his armor set and returned, as evidenced by many pictures.

Both sets of iron and steel armor are scarred, and the fighting inside is obviously intense.

And what Batman did in there was borne out by several heavyweight "live party” videos and pictures.

One of them was even on the subway that had been blown up.

Coincidentally, this is an emerging short video blogger, the kind who videotapes his daily life and sends it to the Internet for viewing.

This blogger is also a professional, not a cell phone, but something like a helmet recorder.

Sitting in front of the penultimate compartment, he captured one of the most complete Batman life-saving videos of the explosion.

This blogger is the first person to be named, and all of his videos are labeled "Reprint just where it came from”.

Shortly after it was released, the videos fell into the hands of major television stations.

A lot of departments were blocking this video at the time, but it didn't work.

In just a few minutes, the blogger's video was downloaded by a lot of people, including a lot of extra motivation to wait for rich people to sell it to TV.

As long as it's cash, there's not much trouble.

By the time the original videos of the bloggers are sealed, many of the videos in these people have sold for a good price.

When you get to the TV station, it won't be easy to crush.

Besides, the video does not involve deep interests, but several departments want information blockades out of their own minds, which cannot be clearly stated.

Finally, the number of times this video was played on the TV, and the blogger's homepage had to be played out.

These dark fights, the gourd eaters of the world, do not care.

Just like those departments that don't have any other intentions, they don't really care how many civilians Batman has saved, because rich people don't ride the subway, they don't die.

They just want information about Batman, or they want to lower Batman's credit for the incident.

Once again, the crowd of gourds add a whole bunch of Batman iron powder, even brain powder.

This time, some people who liked to sing the opposite publicly and blacken Batman's eyeballs were hit like a storm by the crowd.

No one can insult Batman at this time.

In that video, it was clear to everyone that after Batman rescued eight passengers, one person blocked the door.

Obviously, he chose hard resistance in order to protect those passengers who were later unable to escape.

Not knowing how he protected the penultimate compartment from explosion, but the bulging cape and the half-cutted bear-fire proved that Batman used himself to protect the passengers.

Batman then jumped out of the subway and stopped the two cars sweeping towards the entrance of the station, which was also filmed and photographed by the live party who was not afraid to die.

But these people are far less professional than that video blogger, and the video is shaking around, and the pictures don't work.

Hardly find anything that works and is analyzed frame-by-frame by TV and Internet gods to determine Batman's post-explosion injuries.

Bat armor is black, but it's not dust-proof.

It just came out of the explosion, and the air currents scraped dust from the armor off irregular traces of the lane, and it looked even more wolfish.

A number of experts jumped out to prove that this was definitely a positive and hard reaction to the explosion, so this video is not some kind of eye-catching or magical trick.

Batman is really using his body against the X-bomb to protect the passengers on the subway.

The people who can take the subway are basically the people at the bottom of society, but they are also the largest in the world.

They may be less intelligent, may be prone to being fooled or easily exploited, but they are also the most appreciative group.

But the millionaires can get security to stop the bullets. I really don't care about saving lives.

Batman, however, has never taken a crowd route.

Luke, who came from China in his last life, remembered the great man's teachings: from the masses to the masses, the world is invincible.

This time, with the strong help of the professional blogger, Batman became a big player.

With the absolute superiority of the civilian class, Batman has finally changed from a “superhero” to a “spiritual symbol”.

In the minds of the civilian population, he is no longer a “vigilante" for private law enforcement, but a collection of excellent qualities of justice and courage, conviction and perseverance, indomitable and fearless.

In a sense, he became a “god” of popular belief, or a “saint” in a previous Internet novel.