Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Claire not only vividly recounted the scene of Instructor Harry's car accident, but also the treatment he "admired" when he returned to the police academy. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

Now, as soon as Instructor Harry heard the scream, he would feel uncomfortable.

Although there are no cows in the police academy, as long as there is a master of oral skills, the cattle barking will occasionally reverberate on campus.

Dinner and gossiping only ends late at night.

Just before Claire went to sleep, Luke gave her a watch-like thing.

The little monkey looked curiously at this thing: "Why no brand?"

Luke: "I made it, and it's not a watch, although it can also show time."

Claire snorted and took it: "It seems pretty good, but the style is too masculine."

Helpless Luke: "It can detect and record your physical data."

Claire wondered, "Why do you give me this?"

Luke: "Looking at your lack of nutrition, maybe I can make you taller."

Clayton hit him with dissatisfaction: "I'm not short!"

After the fight, she still couldn't help asking: "Can she really grow taller?"

Luke: "This is just a monitor, not a therapy device. Doctors need to check first when they see a doctor. OK?"

Claire stunned: "Foolish stuff."

Having said that, she honestly wore the monitor and went back to sleep.

Luke smiled.

Although the small skin monkey is full of physical strength, it is only one meter six seven, and Linna is half a short shorter than he is.

She has always been envious of Selina's long legs.

Luke can only be fortunate that she hasn't seen Vanessa, or she's afraid she'll be jealous.

The next day, go to work as usual.

But in the afternoon, Luke received a call from Professor Lawrence Hayes, and after a few words, he looked dignified.

Hanging up the phone, Selina couldn't help asking: "Are there really going to be a big earthquake?"

Luke continued to drive, saying: "Lawrence's forecast is like this."

Selina looked at the view from the window and sighed: "I really hope he was wrong this time."

Luke didn't say anything, he just sent a short message to Ginny and Claire.

At night, Professor Lawrence Hayes returned home tiredly.

Today, he found everyone he could find, and even used some relationships, but no one dared to help him.

Now he has done his best.

Even though he knew the disaster was on the way, he couldn't inform others.

When he walked into the house, he didn't turn on the light. He threw away his shoulder bag, walked into the kitchen blankly, took a cup, and opened the refrigerator.

Then he stood there, wondering what else could be done to warn him of the imminent danger.

"How long are you going to stand there?" A cold, mechanical voice sounded, and Lawrence shook his hands, and the cup fell.

The shadow flickered, kicked out, and the falling glass lightly traced an arc and fell to 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 you're on the TV blacklist."

"Yes, they dare not let me go live again." Lawrence smiled bitterly, and did not care about the black giant in front of him, grabbed the bottle on the table next to him.

"I've been following you, and I heard that your research has new results, right?" The black giant began.

Twisting the bottle cap, Lawrence said frustratedly: "In these two days, the earthquake I mentioned last time is really coming, but no one wants to help me."

Black Giant: "Do you want to notify everyone of this news?"

Lawrence hesitated before holding the bottle in front of his chest to stop it, and the liquid in the tilted bottle was about to gush.

Luke kicked again and kicked the bottle back to the table: "I can help you, but are you willing to pay?"

Lawrence: "What's the cost? I don't have much money, I can make up more than 100,000 ..."

"Have you heard that I asked for money?" The black giant waved his hand: "I said the price is: once the prediction is wrong, you have to go to jail, and those who have suffered losses will cursing and madly cursing you. "

For a moment, Lawrence shook his head: "Since I dared to say it last time, I'm not afraid this time."

Luke: "That was because the earthquake really happened after the last live broadcast, but will it still happen?"

Lawrence was decisive: "The data I collected tells everything, it will happen, and within 72 hours, I am sure!"

The black giant was silent for a moment, and the dark red lens flickered, and finally said, "So, are you ready to wear what clothes to broadcast live? I think, at least you should change into a clean suit, then people will be more likely to believe you. "

Lawrence bowed his head, looking at his wrinkled shirt and sweaty shirt, and suddenly hesitated, "Wait for ten minutes."

...

Fifteen minutes later, Lawrence tried to close his belly, restrained his pee, and yelled upward, "I said, can't we take a taxi or something?"

Luke jumped up again, clutching his buckle with both hands, and slid towards the ABC TV building not far away in the night sky: "Do you think I can get to the TV station by taxi?"

Lawrence tried not to look at the streets and buildings that were passing by quickly, and yelled, "I think if you are willing to make a call in advance, the television station will quickly dispatch a special car to take us into the studio."

For a moment, Luke said, "Batman is not a panacea. Who will dress like this next time and run to post fake news. Do you think people should believe it?"

Lawrence is not stupid, and a fool cannot be a professor at the California Institute of Technology, the world's top university.

He just didn't think about how "Batman proves he's Batman."

However, Batman mentioned that he only had a simple logical analysis to understand why this person who should be Batman's deity did not want to use Batman's identity to issue earthquake warnings.

Although that is simpler than Lawrence, it is also easier to win people.

Soon ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ they fell to the top floor of the ABC TV building.

Lawrence: "What now?"

Luke: "Go down, find the studio, and I will broadcast it for you."

Lawrence: "Ha?"

Is it so easy to broadcast live? You are not kidding! A professor's heart was defamatory, but his steps followed honestly.

Luke went straight to a studio without any hesitation.

Here is a talk show live broadcast at nine o'clock in the evening. The host is a white middle-aged man with a serious face, but when talking, he is rarely serious.

This host named Corum is the famous 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 is only ten minutes at a time.