Super Detective in the Fictional World

Middle-aged men don't think: "If any plan can succeed once, it's not a plan, it's destiny. But failure to capture is not a bad thing. ”

Shredder sneered, “What, failure to capture you instead succeeded? ”

Thousand Miles waved his hand, still smiling with that obsessive confidence on his face: "Because you did an unexpectedly good job, which is better suited to our backup plan. ”

Shredder: "Backup plan? ”

Thousand Miles Eyes: “Actually, this is just a test, and the next step is the real plan I prepared. If Batman can be caught so easily, it's just a small character, who doesn't need a formal plan. ”

Shredder: "What are you officially planning? ”

Thousand Miles laughed: "A hero like a saint becomes a source of scourge that is rejected. It's going to be fun and long, and all we have to do is watch those stupid ordinary people and smart politicians perform. ”

Shredder nodded silently for a moment: "This is the best. I lost too much this time. Blood God Experiment is a unique product of mine. I'm afraid it's not something I can do in a short time. It shouldn't have lost here. ”

Thousand Mile Eyes: “Cut off one head, grow two heads, we're confident enough, aren't we? ”

When Shredder saw his confident face, he could only remind him one more thing: “Remember to investigate the man with the black and white skull face. I can sense that the blood god experiment was killed before him without any resistance. This guy, definitely not going to normal human. Well, that black guy in the black leather had a chance to help me catch him, and his blood was useful for my experiment. ”

Thousand Miles Eyes: “Everything you want. ”

The helicopter gradually moved away and did not enter the pitch-black night sky.

……

Night passes, day arrives, and busy and chaotic remains in New York.

Countless pictures and videos are disseminated on television and the Internet, and despite the efforts of various Internet departments to suppress them, there is always a proliferation of leaky fish.

Things do not have to be covered up in themselves, because they cannot be covered up at all.

But many of the video footage is too bloody for everyone to watch.

Messages explode on the Internet.

A legion of man-eating monsters, a sudden superhero squad, heavy casualties among New York citizens and NYPD police officers are the focus of mass attention.

Luke and Selena did not have a moment to spare until the sun dawned.

After washing and eating, they both went to bed.

Luke was also a little tired after a long night of dual-wire operation.

His honor was to maintain order, to save the people, not to be idle, to invisibly review the sewers where the experiment appeared.

Wait till S.H.I.E.L.D. checks it out. I don't know if it's a few days or a dozen days from now.

During the review, he also had to check, incidentally, for clues missing during the battle and retreat of his teammates.

Although this is unlikely, since it was his summons, it would have to be done more.

This way, I was busy going home, and I never rested on either side.

After a thorough break of two hours, Luke's benefactor was too lazy to get up and still lay in bed.

The other side of the beach house split up and started working.

Last night's intel was basically on Alfred's side, so it's the easiest place to start.

With coffee and snacks, he opened the back door facing the sea, and Luke sat on the rocking chair on the porch and sighed in the gloomy sky: "It's going to wind. ”

The sky was cloudy and cloudy, no longer clear from the past few days, and a sea breeze blew through his shirt.

A moment later, the dull thunder sounded, the clouds poured, and the mumbling drops fell from far and near countless tiny raindrops, but it began to rain.

Luke looked at New York, hidden away in the rain, and a moment later he walked into the house: "Alfred, give Tony a moment to come out and talk. ”

Alfred: “Yes, sir. ”

Tony responded quickly: "Where? ”

Luke looked at the sea not far away: "Let him go to White Stone Park Wharf, um, remember to cover his face. ”

After a few minutes, Tony suddenly sent another message: "Can I bring someone? She's with the department. She wants to talk to you. ”

Luke thought about it and replied, “Yes. ”

Half an hour later, Tony stood at the pier with an umbrella behind a petite young woman.

He's wearing the Yankees' duck hat, the same jacket, the sunglasses, the jeans, and he can't see what they are.

The woman behind him was also a regular hooded sweatshirt with jeans, just as ordinary.

White Stone Park is almost empty under the rain screen, and the pier is empty.

Tony frowned, changed his umbrella, and looked at the watch: "Is this guy not here yet? ”

At the end of the conversation, a very ordinary three-storey white yacht arrived and stopped steadily in front of the pier.

Meanwhile, Jarvis cautioned in his headset: "Mr. Bruce's boat has arrived and you are being invited aboard. ”

Tony whispered, “Another mystery. ”

Nevertheless, his footsteps accelerated, he boarded a yacht in a few steps, and the young woman behind him quickly followed, and the two entered the cabin.

The yacht starts again and turns around.

Walking into the cabin is clearly where the living room is and there is no one in it.

Tony: “Bruce, you can come out now. ”

Ah-fu's voice sounded: "Mr. Stark, the master is not on board, please wait a moment. ”

Tony Bar Bar Mouth: “I feel like I'm falling into a movie trap of villains. ”

That said, his sunglasses have started scanning the yacht.

Maybe some black charcoal head who likes to play the mystery is hiding here, it would be interesting to find out.

Alfred suddenly said again, “Mr. Stark, while I'm just a program, you're still embarrassing me by scanning inside my body, so please respect my personal privacy, okay? Thank you.”

Tony: …

Young woman: …

Tony, who was caught at the scene, had nothing to be ashamed of, and naturally walked to the bar and sat down: "Well, I'm sorry, after all, not every program has a yacht as its body. By the way, what's your name? ”

Alfred, of course you can call me Alfred. ”

Tony: "Alfred? Chinese name? ”

Alfred: “Yes. ”

Tony Rao said, “Give me a drink first, we'll talk. ”

AF: “Sorry, the yacht is about to dive, but it's not a good time to serve drinks, Mr. Stark. ”

Tony: “Dive? ”

Alfred: “Yes. Actually, it's a submarine. ”

It sounded down and started making subtle noises all over the hatch, beginning to close.

Ten seconds later, Alfred's voice sounded again: "Okay, now we're cruising. Mr. Stark, what can I get you? And this beautiful lady, do you need a drink? ”

Tony: …

Young woman: …