Super Detective in the Fictional World

Super easy to use, sort of Luke's least skilled ability to use.

In particular, it is extremely troublesome to adjust the genetic characteristics of various parts of the human body.

But in order for Joker to be Jack Bode, blood, hair, and muscle tissue have to stay in front of the camera.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has long found Jack Bode's home, where there are enough contrast samples.

It's extremely rare that the world can transform from a genetic level into someone else's psychic powers, and joker shows combat power like a body strengthening system.

Two-pronged people are also rare, and one of them has almost zero chance of genetic deformation.

In this way, virtually no one would doubt Joker's identity.

In this way, Joker has given the followers a wrong head start, ensuring that those who start with Jack Bode are bound to follow the north-south path.

As for S.H.I.E.L.D. 's two groups of guests, one group includes Hydra + the Extremely Evil, and the other group has some neutrals.

At the base of eighteen, the distinction between the wicked and the neutral is difficult to change.

So when the game starts, there are more people in the two groups pressing the button than in the one group, and faster than in the one group.

Even two Hydra bottoms pressed the button, apparently trying to save their boss, a Hydra head.

Unfortunately, the trial game itself is set up for those who are better and who survive.

There is a huge quick-fill bag under the overall chair, making sure it floats out of the water in two minutes.

Even if the airbag fails, the Dark Knight who follows the water will pull up two groups of guests to avoid deducting points for killing the Neutral.

And a group of guests who were dispersed, they also had this airbag under their overall seats, but they were doomed not to use it.

The two groups had fallen for about the same amount of time, but the group that was shot individually would only die.

The sealing device of the individual seats ejected with them ensures that they start drinking water as soon as it enters the water until they die.

The Dark Knight will not fish them out of the water until the kill score is received in the system.

In other words, the Dark Knight did only a play, picked up the bodies of the 18 men and painted the impression of a "righteous partner”.

Eighteen people totaled more than 24,000 points, a minimum of 700 points, a thousand people per capita. It turns out they're all scum who do too much bad things.

Uncle Joker wasn't lying.

He did release the eighteen men from the tower, and they could not climb out of the reinforcing chair on their own, blaming themselves for their inability to earn their lives.

Lifting his head and squeezing his eyes, his hands were Max's soft waist and Luke was comfortable.

The bad guys die, the good guys are fine, they score their own scores, everything is under control.

Suddenly, his ears moved and his hands fixed Max's dress: "Someone's coming.” Adjust the window to normal transparency.

Max opened his eyes and said, "Where? ”

Luke smiled softly, turning her around and sitting on his lap: "On the highway, how could someone be in the river? ”

Max leaned his head on his shoulder: "In the middle of the night, who's so free to come here? ”

Luke glanced at the hidden red and blue light of the green belt: “Cops. ”

Max was all tight: "Ah? Why didn't you tell me to get up? ”

Luke grabbed her: "Don't worry, we're serious people at first glance. ”

Max's eyes widened: "Are you sure it's the middle of the night, I'm dressed like this, the cops won't suspect? ”

Luke: "Why are they suspicious that your dress can top their salary by two months? ”

Max's lips moved, and he found that to be quite reasonable.

In America, money makes sense.

There are many stories of drunken, beaten, high drug arrests like many American stars and wealthy second-generation drunks, but the news never mentions that they have been subjected to police brutality.

In the case of speeding, for example, a young man in a Lamborghini wearing a luxurious speeding car was stopped.

As long as the man does not fight himself with a dead gun and waits for him at most, that is, handcuffs, the language of the patrol police will follow the rules.

But if a person wearing a common man is stopped in a used car with thousands of dollar knives, even if his wife and children are still in the car, once something is slightly wrong, it is very likely that education with a shock gun is just a basic exercise and enjoying the sweet air with gunpowder.

American lawyers and laws serve rich people, or their money.

Patrol cops against rich people, definitely don't have the guts to mess around, lawyers can grab the wrong place to sue them for job loss + bankruptcy.

Max was too lazy to struggle to think about it.

At most... two people going to Valentine's Day together? Well, that doesn't seem normal, but it's special enough.

Soon, the flashlight came through the window of the driver's seat, followed by the sound of a finger tapping the glass.

Luke lowered the window lazily: "Officer, what can I do for you? ”

Misty frowned and the gun in his hand drowned: "Who are you? What are you doing here at night? ”

She looked at Max's “too cool” dress and frowned even tighter.

Luke laughed, "Officer, do you have a boyfriend? ”

Misty snorted: “Answer my question, otherwise...”

Luke smiled and interrupted, “Because it's February 13th, officer, you know that, right? ”

The other patrol officer also stood behind Misty's side and pressed his hand against the handle between his waist.

Looking at the situation in the car, he was envious and said, "Are you celebrating Valentine's Day in advance? ”

To mess with a rich man over this, he doesn't think it's necessary.

People just talk about love at night in a car by a quiet river, much more than those who go upstairs on the public beach in broad daylight.

Misty's eyelids twitched.

What the hell is wrong with the obviously open gift box on the inside console and the famous luxury brand logo on the box, the dress on her back and the responses from her colleagues just now?

She blackened: "Let her turn her face and say two words, and I'll see if she's sane. ”

Luke patted Max on the shoulder: "Honey, come on, say something. ”

Max didn't turn around in a good way: "Officer, I'm fine, of course it would be better if the windows were closed sooner. ”

There was no alcohol or cigarette smell in the window and her face was slightly red, but her mouth and logic were clear, definitely not alcoholic or big.

Misty put the gun back in the holster: “No matter how you celebrate, it's best not to park here. There 'll be a lot of patrols tonight. ”

She greeted her colleagues to leave together.

When he saw the patrol car go away, Max shouted for a long time, and the whole person relaxed, punching Luke in the chest: “You scared the shit out of me! Thought we were going to spend the night in the holding cell. ”

Luke laughed and lay back on his back: “You think too much. Officer Misty, after all, is a woman, and he doesn't care about street security, he won't arrest us. ”

Max's fist stopped: "Ha, you know her? ”

Luke: "Haven't you seen her on TV? The only thing that saved a couple of NYPD hero policewomen by killing an experiment alone. ”

Max was a little embarrassed for a moment, and Nane said, "Well, wasn't that a bad attitude? ”

Luke, hey, hey, smile. “It's okay, we didn't yell at her either. ”

Max looked at him with a despised look: "You think I'm stupid! You were just making fun of her. No man chased her, right? ”

Luke shrugged: “I just said one thing, not a slander. Don't you always mock Caroline for not having a man? She's still your roommate. ”

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