With a pitch-black cloak and blue-and-white flashing glasses, whoever it is is not the Dark Knight.
Luke shot a hook line casually, buckled its tail on the separate seat in the other hand, and shot it to the river a few tens of meters away.
When the hook line hits the shore, it will automatically shorten when it is fixed on a railing, and the individual seat and the members of the Snake Shield Bureau on it will be quickly pulled towards the shore.
Nick Fury at the headquarters frowned, and several people around him had already looked over.
He glanced with one eye: "The Dark Knight is not an enemy, don't interfere with him, and at the same time send someone to the river to rescue these people immediately."
This order was immediately sent to the rescuers in New York.
In fact, the men just wanted to determine Nick Fury's attitude towards the Dark Knight.
S.H.I.E.L.D. is a special agency in charge of extraordinary events. In theory, the Dark Knight should be detained, questioned, investigated, and guarded. It is not that saving a few members of S.H.I.E.L.D. can avoid this process.
The so-called life-saving grace is not as important as most people at the bottom think.
In reality, there are many cases where ordinary people rescued a secret agent and were silenced by the secret agent.
Soon, the Dark Knight salvaged a group of eighteen scattered people who fell into the water and sent them to the shore.
At this time, on the motorboat not far from him, the captain of the rescue team shouted: "Dark Knight, we need to talk to you about the joker just now."
A hook came flying, and Luke tapped the water a few times before landing on the motorboat: "Who is the joker? Do you have any information about him?"
Rescue team: ... We should ask you a question, why did you ask us first!
But the situation is stronger than people. They want to find out the whereabouts of the joker from the dark knight, but they are unable to arrest him for interrogation like ordinary people.
The rescue captain could only briefly explain the joker's situation, and then immediately asked: "Where is the joker? Did he escape or die?"
If there is no one in the hands of the Dark Knight, then there are only two possibilities.
Luke: "Run away. He detonated multiple X bombs in the water and slipped away while the river was muddy."
The rescue captain's face was very ugly, but it wasn't too surprising.
Tonight they have seen the severity of Joker's insanity, and it's normal for them to run away.
He wanted to say something else, but Luke had already turned around and jumped into the river.
Rescue Captain: "Wait... a second?"
But in front of him was only the ever-flowing Hudson River and the little ripples on the river.
In the next second, the water wave was also dispersed by the subsequent waves, and no trace could be seen anymore.
He slowly withdrew his hand, sighed, and switched on the intercom: "The Dark Knight has already left and has no intention of further contact with us."
…
More than ten minutes later, Luke sat in the Williamsburg restaurant wearing a large hooded sweater, sweatpants, and a black peaked cap.
Outside the window, a police car drove slowly on the street with its lights flashing but its siren not on.
Caroline had just cleaned up a pool of alcoholic vomit and threw it in the trash outside the door.
After walking back, she smiled at Luke who was by the window not far from the door: "It's almost two o'clock. Why are these patrolmen not sleeping today? Could something serious happen?"
Luke shrugged, picked up his mobile phone and shook it: "The latest news from Feixun is that a large area over the Brooklyn Bridge is blocked by the police. Some people in the circle say that it may be because there are dangerous suspects fleeing in that area."
Caroline patted her chest: "It's a good thing it's not here."
Luke smiled brightly: "Don't worry, I'm here to ensure safety."
Caroline also laughed, and immediately thought of something, nodded with a stiff expression, and left in a hurry.
Luke didn't pay much attention.
Caroline kept on stepping, but shouted in her heart: My God, he must have remembered the first time he came here again.
After all, the thing that can prove the combat effectiveness of this "Chris Evans" is the first meeting between him and Max's two daughters.
At that time, he subdued an armed robber, and Caroline was scared to pee on the spot by the robber.
This is not a very good memory for her.
After a while, the restaurant began to turn off the lights.
Max and Caroline got into Luke's SUV and drove back to Max's house.
Caroline got out of the car, and then looked at the couple in the front row waving goodbye to her together, feeling a bad premonition in her heart: "You...?"
Max smiled: "Chris said he had a little surprise for me, so we're going to go around alone."
Caroline: (⊙﹏⊙)
After a while, she waved the SUV away.
When the car disappeared on the street, her shoulders slumped, and she walked towards the house like a walking corpse: "Damn it, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow! You are going to show today, do you want to bully me? "
After yelling, she was quiet for a moment, and bowed her head to reality again: "Yes, I am really easy to bully, because I am bankrupt."
"Shut up! Damn beep beep beep, if you scream again I'll come out and break you in half!" A roar came through the door next to her.
Caroline trembled all over, covered her mouth, tiptoed away from the door, and still couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "You are so ugly, I don't want to be broken in half by you..."
…
Luke withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror, and thought of Caroline, whose back was a bit bleak, couldn't help asking, "Actually, it's not a surprise that we went to the Brooklyn Bridge to see the excitement of NYPD?"
Max rolled his eyes: "I asked you just now, you said that you have something to go on a business trip tomorrow, what can I do?"
Luke laughed: "It means..."
Max: "I mean, let's celebrate early."
Luke couldn't help squinting: "Celebration?"
Max smiled and raised his head and chest: "But I decided to watch the fun first."
As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and quickly scanned the hot headlines of Fetion and f2f: "There are some lucky guys who passed the Brooklyn Bridge tonight, and the car recorder happened to capture what happened there, and they have been bought by the TV station Now, at least two hundred dollars a piece. Damn, this is more profitable than our small cake."
The corner of Luke's mouth curled up: "Nonsense. I made 200 cupcakes for you a few days ago, and it's worth at least 400 yuan in labor costs."
Max stared wide-eyed and turned to look at him: "Hey, I also worked for two hours that night, isn't the strawberry cream cake delicious?"
Luke laughed loudly: "That's equivalent to earning $400 yourself."
Max rubbed his chin subconsciously: "But I'm a little tired from earning four hundred dollars."
The two were talking to each other, there were not many cars at night, and the suv soon reached the river.
But just after crossing the riverside of the Manhattan Bridge, the car was stopped by a police car.
The patrolman behind the ice cream warning bucket only said that the riverside road ahead is temporarily closed, please detour from other locations.
Luke and Max turned around consciously, and then stopped at a riverside green space more than a hundred meters away.