Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1572: Acting, car inspection, no boyfriend (1 more)

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Super Disguise is Luke's least proficient ability.

Especially when it comes to adjusting the genetic characteristics of various parts of the human body, it is extremely troublesome.

But in order to prove that the joker is Jack Bird, the blood, hair, and muscle tissue all have to stay in front of the camera.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had already found Jack Bird's home, where there were enough samples for comparison.

Superpowers that can transform into others from the genetic level are extremely rare in the world, and the combat power displayed by the joker is also like a body strengthening system.

Dual ability users are also a rare commodity, and one of them is that the possibility of genetic deformation is almost zero.

In this way, almost no one would doubt the identity of the joker.

In this way, joker can be regarded as a wrong start for the tracers, ensuring that those who start with Jack Bird will definitely go the wrong way.

As for the two groups of guests from S.H.I.E.L.D., one group includes Hydra + extremely evil people, and the second group has some neutral people.

With a base of eighteen people, the distinction between the evil and the neutral is hard to change.

Therefore, after the game starts, the number of people in the second group pressing the button is more than that of the first group, and it is also faster than the first group.

Even the second team and two Hydra bottoms also pressed the button, obviously wanting to rescue their boss, a small Hydra leader.

It's a pity that the setting of the trial game itself is that whoever is kinder will survive.

There are huge quick-inflating airbags under the overall chair, which guarantees that it will float out of the water within two minutes.

Even if the airbag fails, the dark knight who fell into the water will pull the second group of guests up to avoid deducting points for killing neutral people.

The group of guests who were scattered and ejected also had this kind of airbag under the overall seat, but they were destined not to use it.

Both groups fell in about the same amount of time, but the group that was ejected alone just died.

The seals of the individual seats ejected with them would ensure that they would drink from the moment they entered the water until they died.

The Dark Knight doesn't take them out of the water until kill points are received in the system.

In other words, the Dark Knight just made a scene, picked up the corpses of these eighteen people, and earned a number of "righteous partners" impression points.

Eighteen people have a total of more than 24,000 points, with a minimum of 700 and an average of more than 1,000 points. They are all scum who have done too many bad things.

Uncle joker didn't lie.

He did release the eighteen people from the tower, who couldn't climb out of the steel restraint chairs by themselves, and could only blame themselves for not being able to survive.

Raising his head and squinting his eyes, his hands were Max's soft waist, Luke felt comfortable all over.

The bad guys die, the good guys are fine, score yourself, everything is under control.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he helped Max straighten the dress with both hands: "Someone is coming." He adjusted the car window to a normal transparent state.

Max opened his eyes and looked: "Where is it?"

Luke chuckled, turned her around, and sat sideways on his lap: "Over the road, how could there be people in the river."

Max leaned his head on his shoulder: "It's the middle of the night, who is so free here."

Luke glanced at the faintly flickering red and blue light over the green belt: "I'm sorry."

Max tensed up all over: "Ah? Why didn't you say it earlier and let me get up."

Luke hugged her: "Don't worry, we are serious people at first sight."

Max stared wide-eyed: "Are you sure it's a big night, the cop won't suspect that my wife is dressed like this?"

Luke: "This dress of yours can cover their two months' salary, why do they doubt it?"

Max moved his lips, realizing that this really made sense.

In America, money is everything.

There are a lot of news about many celebrities and rich second generations in the United States being arrested for drunkenness, beating, and high drug use, but the news never mentions that they have encountered violent police enforcement.

Take speeding as an example. A young man in a luxuriously dressed Lamborghini was pulled over for speeding.

As long as this person doesn't commit suicide and draws his gun to fight, the most waiting for him is handcuffs, and the policeman's actions and language will conform to the rules.

But if a person in ordinary clothes is stopped for driving a second-hand car worth thousands of dollars, even if there are his wife and children in the car, once his behavior is a little bit wrong, it is only basic to receive education on stun guns, and enjoy the sweetness of gunpowder Air is also more likely.

Lawyers and laws in the United States are for the rich, or for their money.

Patrolmen have absolutely no guts to mess around with rich people. Lawyers can catch their mistakes and sue them for job loss and bankruptcy.

Thinking of this, Max didn't bother to struggle.

At most... Two people get into a game together for Valentine's Day? Well, that doesn't seem very normal, but special enough.

Soon, the flashlight came in from the driver's window, followed by the sound of fingers tapping on the glass.

Luke lowered the car window lazily: "Officer, what can I do?"

Misty frowned, and lowered the muzzle of the gun in her hand: "Who are you? What are you doing here at night?"

She looked at the "too cool" dress on Max, and frowned even tighter.

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

Misty snorted coldly: "Answer my question, otherwise..."

Luke interrupted with a smile: "Because today is February 13th, you should understand, officer, right?"

Another fellow patrolman stood behind Misty with his hand on the handle of his gun at his waist.

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

He didn't think it was necessary to provoke a rich man for this matter.

They just talk about love in the car by the secluded river at night, which is much more particular than those who hang out on the public beach in broad daylight.

Misty's eyes twitched.

The obviously just opened gift box on the center console of the car, the famous luxury brand logo on the box, the dress worn by the woman with her back to her, and the colleague's answer just now, what the hell is there that I don't understand.

Her face was black: "Tell her to turn her face and say a few words. I want to make sure she is sane."

Luke patted Max on the shoulder: "Honey, come, say a few words."

Max turned his head angrily: "Officer, I'm fine, of course it would be better if I could close the windows earlier."

After the car window was opened, there was no smell of alcohol or cigarettes inside. Her face was slightly red, but her words and logic were very clear. It was by no means a case of drinking or getting high.

Misty put the gun back into the holster: "No matter how you celebrate, it's best not to stop here, there will be a lot of inspections tonight."

With that said, she beckoned her colleagues to leave together.

After watching the patrol police car drive away, Max let out a long breath, relaxed, and punched Luke hard on the chest: "I'm scared to death! I thought I was going to stay in the detention room tonight."

Luke smiled and lay back on the back: "You're overthinking. This police officer Misty is a woman after all, and she doesn't care about street security, so she won't arrest us."

Max stopped with his fist: "Ha, you know her?"

Luke: "Haven't you seen her on TV? The only Nypd hero policewoman who killed a test subject alone and saved a mother and daughter."

Max was stunned for a moment, then he felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Well, wasn't our attitude too bad just now?"

Luke smiled: "It's okay, we didn't scold her either."

Max looked at him with contempt: "You think I'm stupid! Just now you were mocking her for not being chased by a man, right?"

Luke shrugged: "I just told a fact, not a frame-up. Don't you often mock Caroline for not having a man? She is still your roommate."

Max: ...