Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 1802: A real free point question, my ability does not allow it (1 update)

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Ten minutes later, they arrived at the final action location. Eddie looked at the information and realized: his new boss was really kind, and the last question tonight was still an easy one.

On the virtual light screen in front of him was the situation of more than twenty people in a three-story building not far away.

Looking at the number of people and the hot and cold weapons on and around these people marked on the light screen, he was a little nervous: "What should I do next?"

Selina: "I've given you the equipment. You can find out the rest when you walk in."

Eddie: ... Doesn't this just mean that I have to rush in and fight them all

Selina: "Remember, the minimum requirement is that all criminals stay in the hospital for two months."

Eddie: "Well, they don't have health insurance, so they may not have the money to go to the hospital."

You are such a clever little ghost! Selina muttered in her heart: "I can just stay in bed for three months."

Eddie admitted that he was too young.

Hearing this, he almost felt guilty: It was really embarrassing that these little hooligans had to lie in bed for another month just because of one sentence.

But the new boss gave the order, and he still owed 50 points of equipment rental fees, so he had no choice but to fight.

Taking a deep breath, he strode out of the bushes and headed straight for the door of the three-story building.

The two hooligans smoking weed at the door didn't take Eddie seriously at all. It wasn't until Eddie stood two meters in front of them that they looked at him blankly: "You..."

"Hey, what kind of cosplay is this?" A gangster who had obviously been in contact with the cosplay circle was surprised.

The consequence of being too high is that you can't control yourself. The thug laughed and said, "You think you are Batman! You come out here in a plastic shell to show off. If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Selina, who was in a car in the distance, sighed, "The thugs in San Francisco are really not as soft as those in New York. They have guts!"

Luke lowered his backrest and raised his legs, stretching them out on the front bench to the left of the steering wheel, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and an egg tart in the other. “It would be great if you had guts. Nowadays, those hooligans in New York run into people dressed like me and run away immediately, which makes me too embarrassed to do anything.”

Selina was surprised: "Are you still embarrassed?"

Luke: "Of course. There is a Batman doll in the hall, and I pray to it every day before going to work."

It's true that this method of New York gangsters is quite effective. At least those who make a living by stealing rarely break bones, and at most they will have a headache for two days.

In contrast, these gangsters in San Francisco still adhere to the American characteristics - lying righteously, cheating openly, and stealing freely.

This is not what Luke said, but what Pompeo, the former US Secretary of State and former CIA Director, said in a university speech: "We lie, we cheat, and we steal. We even have a course to teach this. This is the glory of America's continuous exploration and progress."

The college students in the audience applauded enthusiastically, and the question Pompeo answered was a college student's question about foreign policy.

Apparently, Americans are accustomed to not taking "others" seriously.

In this life, Luke is also an American, and a Texan, so his behavior when he is "outside" is always so unrestrained.

Selina rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, she prays every day not to run into us. This level of piety is considered fanaticism."

Luke didn't care: "Of course, decent believers all hope that God will just stay in heaven, otherwise it would be so awkward for us to see each other every day."

In the world's mainstream Buddhist, Taoist and Ji mythological stories, the Western Master Ji was betrayed by a traitor, resurrected after his death for dozens of days, and then ascended to heaven.

The Buddha attained enlightenment and then ascended to heaven.

When Laozi of China attained enlightenment, he also rode away on a cow.

The subtext of these legends is the same: since you are such a great god, you should just go to heaven as soon as possible. It would be disgraceful to be together with mortals!

This is also the reason why Luke decisively let Batman "ascend to heaven".

People who are too perfect should not exist in this world.

While the two were chatting here, the newly-minted "Transformed Warrior" Eddie had already started his performance tonight.

He tried to recall the Batman videos he had watched - it had to be Batman, not the Dark Knight, posing in what he considered the most intimidating pose.

As we all know, Batman is the one that villains fear the most.

Those blood-red eyes and the sturdy bat armor are nightmares that often wake many bosses up in the middle of the night.

Of course, what Eddie was wearing at this moment was not the bat armor of previous generations. Those sets were all collected in the basement as souvenirs at Selina's request.

What Luke gave him was an experimental armor that went off track.

When designing it, Lu just wanted to have fun and rarely pursued the appearance. After all, if a person is not fun, his youth will be in vain.

As a result, after the armor was made, its combat capability did not satisfy the members of the Bat Team, so no one wore it to fight.

But since this armor is in cosplay style, the shape is obviously different from most of Luke's armor styles. In one word - handsome.

The difference between it and the Batsuit is like the difference between the Hulkbuster and the Gundam.

The Anti-Hulk must meet various combat needs. No matter how rich he is, he will only make it look as good as possible and will never make a fake one just for the sake of looking good.

As for Gundam, aerodynamics, fluid mechanics, and classical mechanics are all thrown aside. It's enough that it looks cool.

This is also the reason why the gangster at the door first thought Eddie was a cosplay enthusiast.

Because everyone thinks that only armor like that of Batman and Iron Man are most convenient for fighting.

Not only is the armor in front of you extravagant in shape, but it also has two huge metal wings on the back, making it difficult to move normally, let alone hit people.

Eddie wasn't angry at all.

On the way here, he had already tested it himself.

This strange set of armor really suits him. Even if he owes $500,000 after using it this time, he doesn't feel like he's lost out.

On the virtual light screen, the two thugs at the door were stained with a layer of light red.

This shows that the criminal records of the two men are at least at the level of petty criminals.

Not only them, but everyone in the small building will have this color change prompt.

The color changes from light red to bright red and dark red represent the increase of sin value.

The mission requirements are that all four limbs of the dark red target must be broken, at least one limb of the bright red target must be broken, and the light red minions can be broken at will.

Seeing a gangster coming up to him and shoving him, Eddie just raised his hand, grabbed the man's wrist, turned him around, and pushed him towards the wall at the door.

Boom! Snap!

The thug used his head to push a hole in the wall.

It's not that he has the ability of iron head, it's just that the place is made of thin polymer plate and its strength is very ordinary.

But at this moment, the other party's eyes were full of stars, and he fell to the ground with an expression that said "this world has nothing to do with me".

The other thug was stunned and reached for the gun handle behind his waist.

Eddie followed suit, grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to spin, then pushing him again.

Bang!

The guy's face hit the wall flat on his face, his eyes went black and he passed out.

The face is always not stubborn.

That's the price of pulling out a gun.

Feeling that the gangster whom he used to fear as a tiger suddenly became as weak as a chicken, Eddie couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Sure enough, it wasn't that I wanted to keep a low profile before, it was just that my strength didn't allow it.