Super Detective in the Fictional World

New York has two days of wind and sunshine, and life continues in peace.

Luke and Selena's job was to keep touching the fish until he set a target and Selena finally lived.

Sweep the gang, that's definitely her specialty.

And the mission was simple, no questioning, no fishing, just sending Luke's list to the bone injury units of the major hospitals in New York.

There's only one requirement - quick.

Once the two were split, Selena had to deal with only the four most marginalized groups in Queens, while Luke was responsible for seven groups in parts of Queens and throughout Brooklyn.

The operation is expected to be completed within three hours, with Serena spending no more than forty minutes on each group, and Luke less than half an hour.

In the past, this was not very efficient.

However, the number of sneakers sneaking up on intelligence in New York lately has increased the chances that they will be tracked to some extent, so the technical requirements are high.

Selena was confident: "No problem. They'll tremble in my fists. ”

As she said so, she raised her greasy hands and glowed slightly yellow: "I will use these invincible iron fists to blow up all the dogs' heads. ”

Golden Block dissatisfied: "Ooh? ”

Selena: "You're not a dog. Find something to scold and eat your lobster. ”

Golden Block thinks the same: Why are you holding out for human dogs? I am a noble symbiotic.

So it decidedly buried the alien dog's head and ate the Boston lobster in the basin.

Luke, that's how this operation came about.

Selena listened and was shocked: "Do they really dare to force Batman to show up with a bombing? ”

Although she was accustomed to the bottom line of these superior figures under Luke's latent acquiescence, it was beyond her imagination to inflict a large number of civilian casualties in her own country in order to force a warlike Batman to come out and arrest her.

After all, Batman did not commit any evil against ordinary people. At best, it was unlawful to fight evil.

The criminals were also only injured, and few died.

Even with the number of deaths, it was Selena who killed a couple of hand-in-hand ninjas, and vampires, not necessarily human beings.

Technically, Batman hasn't killed anyone.

Even legally, the gravity of the violations committed by any medium-sized group in the United States far exceeds that of Batman.

The other party's use of such harsh means to persecute Batman only means that they are not targeting Batman for justice and people, but simply for their own personal desire.

“Perhaps not so exaggerated.” Luke shrugged: “Think of the 2,400 pounds of explosive raw materials that were dropped and the two mud truck drivers who disappeared after injuring Charlie. ”

Selena frowned: "Does that mean they're unconscious? ”

These people have nothing to do with conscience. Luke laughed, “Think again. ”

Selena thought for a moment: “You mean, they know, but they didn't stop, just let that witch sit there waiting for Batman to show up? You don't want to make a big deal out of the explosive material, too, to keep the case from being thoroughly investigated? ”

Luke nodded, “That's about it. Do you understand what they're thinking? ”

Selena: "Because they're just interfering, even if you're really pursuing it from the robbers, you only get what the robbers have planned. When they get here, the official departments will be satisfied, and if they want to finish the case quickly, they will be safe. ”

Luke punched a ring finger: "Bingo. The planners of this operation were cautious. Even if I divulged this information to other authorities, I could not obtain sufficient evidence and her motives could not be understood. After all, her trouble with Batman didn't do much good. ”

Selena: "Because the benefit comes after you catch Batman, right? ”

Luke smiles at the head of the race: "Good girl, keep it up. ”

Selena laughed, her body had long since moved away: "Little brother who can't drink legally, go away! ”

Luke: "Drinking paralyzes people, drinking makes people look ugly, drinking separates hostage walls! So I don't drink. ”

Selena: What the hell is mass wall separation? Can you speak English?

……

At night, Luke sat idly in a fast food restaurant called Williamsburg Restaurant.

He is sitting in a position near the window, with a window that is not too big or small, which is the best view of the entire restaurant.

It's 1: 30 in the evening, and the fast food restaurant is closing again.

The waitress Caroline, the cashier's grandfather Earl, and the middle-aged boss Han all burglarized into a table in the lobby at the moment.

“Are you sure you don't want to call Max?” Han whispered, “At this time in the past, she and you should clean up, then count the money and wait for work. ”

Caroline had a careful look on her face: "That's love, how can it be disturbed by a smelly mop and dirty bills? ”

Old Earl grinned: "I think, as long as there's enough dirty money, a lot of white hot moms are willing to fall in love with me a lot. ”

Caroline: "Well, you're right. So I shouldn't be here watching Max quietly when he gets 20 cupcake notes from her big stomach boyfriend tonight? My lipstick is going to scrape off the skin on my lips and I need dirty money to buy myself a devil's claw to catch a man's eye. ”

Han: “... Caroline, you don't seem to have a boyfriend. ”

Carolyn finally said, "So I need a nice lipstick. ”

In fact, from a little over five minutes after Luke came in, Max sent the cake.

It's 1: 35 now, and an Ace waitress doesn't show up in the right place.

What can Caroline do?

She's also helpless in the face of a big customer who comes every time to empty her cupcake inventory.

Jealousy can only make her ugly, but it can't make her rich, big clients can.

Between money and jealousy, Caroline decides to choose money.

Today's cupcakes are not a cheap product of the past 1.5 knives, but a premium product of the 3-4 knives.

Max and Caroline have added a bunch of premium products to their cake since they sat in front of the window and gave advice to the big client who was flirting with some big-time waitress.

Caroline could not have twisted a certain obsession with sex before agreeing to do a trial sale for a few days.

As a result, more or less people come to buy this expensive cake every day.

Carolyn was born into a wealthy house, and she was a professional at Wharton Business School, too familiar with this routine.

In an inadvertent conversation with those customers, she certainly... didn't find anything.

(Without the manuscript, the latest third is even more unstable. If it's not sent at 19: 05, we won't have to wait.