Claire not only vividly described the scene of the car accident of Instructor Harry, but also how he was treated with "the admiration of all people" after he returned to the police academy.
Now, as long as Instructor Harry hears the cow bleating, he will feel uncomfortable.
Although there are no cows in the police academy, as long as there is a ventriloquist master, the barking of cows will occasionally echo in the campus.
Dinner and small talk didn't end until late at night.
Before Claire went to bed, Luke gave her something like a watch.
The little monkey looked at it curiously: "Why is there no brand?"
Luke: "I did, and it's not a watch, although it can also tell the time."
Claire snorted and put it on: "It seems to be pretty good, but the style is too masculine."
Luke was helpless: "It can detect and record your body data."
Claire was surprised: "Why give me this?"
Luke: "See what nutrients you lack, maybe I can make you grow taller."
Clareton slapped him dissatisfiedly: "I'm not short!"
After the beating, she still couldn't help asking: "Can you really grow taller?"
Luke: "This is just a monitoring device, not a treatment device. Doctors have to check it first, ok?"
Claire resentfully said, "Things that lie to children."
Having said that, she obediently wore the monitor and went back to sleep.
Luke smiled.
Although the little monkey is physically strong, it is only 1.67 meters tall. Sailinna is half a head shorter, and even a head shorter than him.
She has always been envious of Selena's long legs.
Luke could only be thankful that she hadn't met Vanessa, otherwise she might be going crazy with jealousy.
The next day, go to work as usual.
But in the afternoon, Luke received a call from Professor Lawrence Hayes, and after saying a few words, his face became serious.
After hanging up the phone, Selena couldn't help asking: "Is there really going to be a big earthquake?"
Luke continued to drive, and said in his mouth: "Lawrence's forecast data is like this."
Selena looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed: "I really hope he is wrong this time."
Luke didn't say anything, just sent a short message to Ginny and Claire.
At night, Professor Lawrence Hayes returned home exhausted.
Today, he looked for everyone he could, and even used some connections, but no one dared to help him.
Now, he has done his best.
Even though he knew that disaster was coming, he couldn't inform others.
When he entered the house, he didn't turn on the lights, he threw away the satchel in his hand, walked into the kitchen blankly, took a cup, and opened the refrigerator.
Then he stood there, wondering what else he could do to warn of the impending danger.
"How long are you going to stand there?" A mechanical and cold voice sounded, causing Lawrence's hand to tremble in fright, and the cup fell down.
The black shadow flashed and kicked out, and the falling glass drew an arc lightly and landed on the table next to it.
Lawrence looked at the person in front of him in surprise: "Are you... Batman?"
Luke: "I know you, Professor Lawrence-Hayes. You said something you shouldn't say on TV that day, and now you are on the blacklist of the TV station."
"Yes, they don't dare to let me be on the live broadcast anymore." Lawrence smiled bitterly, not caring about the black giant in front of him, and grabbed the wine bottle on the table next to him.
"I have been paying attention to you, and I heard that your research has new results, right?" the black giant said.
Lawrence twisted the bottle cap and said in frustration: "In the past two days, the big earthquake I mentioned last time is really coming, but no one is willing to help me."
Black giant: "Do you want to inform everyone of this news?"
Lawrence was taken aback for a moment, and then the wine bottle raised to his chest stopped, and the liquor was about to gush out from the tilted mouth of the bottle.
Luke kicked again, knocking the wine bottle back on the table: "I can help you, but are you willing to pay the price?"
Lawrence: "What's the price? I don't have much money, and I can make up more than a hundred thousand at most..."
"Have you ever heard of who I asked for money?" The black giant waved his hand: "The price I said is: once you make a mistake in your prediction, you will have to go to jail, and those who have suffered losses for nothing will curse and abuse you crazily. "
Lawrence was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Since I dared to say it last time, I'm not afraid this time."
Luke: "That's because the earthquake really happened after the last live broadcast, but will it happen again this time?"
Lawrence was categorical: "The data I collected speaks for itself. It will happen again, and within seventy-two hours, I'm sure!"
The black giant was silent for a moment, the dark red lenses flickering, and finally said: "Then, what clothes are you ready to wear for the live broadcast? I think, at least you should change into clean clothes, so that people will be more likely to believe your words. "
Lawrence lowered his head, looked at the crumpled shirt that was still smelling of sweat, and was embarrassed: "Wait for me for ten minutes."
…
Fifteen minutes later, Lawrence tried his best to hold his stomach in, restrained his urge to urinate, and yelled upwards: "I said, can't we take a taxi or something?"
Luke jumped up again, holding the rope buckle on his body with both hands, and slid towards the ABC TV station not far away in the night sky: "Do you think I can get to the TV station by taxi with my clothes like this?"
Lawrence tried not to look at the remaining streets and buildings that were passing by quickly, and shouted: "I think, if you are willing to call in advance, the TV station will quickly send a special car to take us into the studio."
Luke was dumbfounded for a moment before he said: "Batman is not omnipotent. Next time someone will dress up like this and go to spread fake news. Do you think people should believe it?"
Lawrence is not stupid, and a fool can't be a professor at Caltech, the world's top university.
He just didn't think about, "How does Batman prove himself to be Batman" situation.
But when Batman mentioned it, he just did a simple logical analysis, and he knew why this person who should be Batman himself was unwilling to use Batman's identity to issue an earthquake warning.
Although that is simpler than Lawrence's appearance, it is also easier to win people's trust.
Soon, the two landed on the top floor of the ABC TV station building.
Lawrence: "What now?"
Luke: "Go down, find the studio, and I'll start a live broadcast for you."
Lawrence: "Huh?"
Live streaming is so simple? You are not kidding! A certain professor was slandered in his heart, but he kept up with him obediently.
Without any hesitation, Luke went straight to a certain studio.
There is a talk show live at 9 o'clock in the evening. The host is a middle-aged white man with a serious face, but he rarely speaks seriously.
This host named Ke Lun is a well-known talk show host in the United States.
The talk show named after him is also the number one talk show in Los Angeles and even in the United States.
Even if it's only a short ten minutes each time.