The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 505 Three-Eyed Sherlock: Don't Fight Anymore!

A curly-haired little girl opened her eyes and found herself inside a shaking plane. She opened the curtains and looked out of the plane, only to find that it was pitch black outside, only some light could be seen vaguely.

Looking sideways at his mother sitting beside him, he called out to the woman with closed eyes, "Mommy?"

Mommy didn't respond.

"Mummy, wake up, wake up!"

The curly-haired little girl got up and looked around, only to find that all the passengers on the plane had their eyes closed like her mother. The flickering lights made her feel scared, and she pushed her mother, calling out anxiously.

However, her mother never responded.

The curly-haired little girl undid the safety buckle, got up and left the seat, and started walking around the cabin, trying to find someone who was still awake.

But she walked around without gaining anything, and her face became more and more frightened.

At this moment, the piercing mobile phone rang throughout the cabin, startling the curly-haired little girl. While calling other people to wake up these sleepy people, she followed the ringtone and picked up the ringing mobile phone. As soon as the phone was connected, he cried for help: "Help me! Everyone on the plane has passed out, help me!"

A female voice full of magnetism but frightened her rang on the phone.

"Hello, I can hear you, help me, I'm on the plane, the plane is about to crash, please help me!"

The little curly-haired girl's anxious cry for help echoed on the phone.

"Little cutie, we can hear you, but whether we can save you before the plane crashes depends on the famous detective Chuck."

The oil painting beauty Irene's laughter sounded from the other end of the phone: "How is it? My dear brother-in-law, is this fourth date exciting enough?"

On the other end of the phone, even though he and the oil painting beauty Irene haven't even had a second date yet, Chuck's face is still calm for such endless words that skip the second and third dates and jump directly to the fourth date: "May I have your name?"

"I shouldn't tell strangers my name."

On the other end of the phone, the voice of the curly-haired little girl rang.

"Unless you complete our date, this little cutie will become a poor little one. Listen, the countdown is ringing."

On the phone, the voice of the oil painting beauty Irene sounded again, and she used her mouth to simulate the countdown.

"Your ventriloquist needs to be improved."

Chuck's upright voice came from the phone. Irene, the oil painting beauty, was thinking about driving or mocking, when she suddenly noticed something was wrong, and asked in surprise, "What's your voice over there?"

Seeing that Chuck didn't answer, the little curly-haired girl immediately yelled for help in panic and anxiety on the other end of the phone: "Are you still there? Help me! I'm so scared, really scared!"

"Are you sure you're going to die? Or do you think it's a trap from her London accent?"

The oil painting beauty Irene smiled provocatively.

"Time is running out, tell me what you can see?"

On the phone, Chuck's voice sounded again.

"It's the sea outside, I can't see anything, I see lights in the distance."

On the plane, the curly-haired little girl immediately walked to the glass window without curtains again, looked out of the plane, and told Chuck what she saw.

"oops, I almost forgot, before the countdown ends, you haven't finished the fourth date with me, the poor thing is not only a little cutie and a plane, the plane is circling over the city, and there may be a world at any time Great collision, this fireworks is gorgeous enough, do you like it?"

On the other end of the phone, the oil painting beauty Irene laughed nervously.

"Are you sure you can't see anything but the sea and the lights in the distance?"

Chuck was not threatened by the oil painting beauty Irene, and his calm voice came over steadily.

"No……"

The curly-haired little girl on the plane shook her head subconsciously, and then stood there in shock.

"look carefully."

Chuck's expressionless voice sounded.

"..."

On the plane, the curly-haired little girl hugged her mobile phone, unable to say a word, she stared blankly through the cabin window, only to see a black plane outside the cabin at some point.

Because the distance is too close and the window is too small, the little curly-haired girl can't see the whole plane's appearance clearly, but the plane's cockpit is made of transparent glass, facing her. Ke looked at her expressionlessly.

"what happened?"

The oil painting beauty Irene naturally also sensed that something was wrong.

"Bat, Batman!"

At this moment, the plane was in the mood of a little girl with curly hair. When it was hit by the airflow, it shook violently, and shouted a little stammeringly.

"what?"

Before the oil painting beauty Irene continued to ask questions, the phone was hung up with Chuck's voice: "I found her, I don't need you anymore."

A mechanical tentacles protruded from the black plane and stuck to the wall of the plane where the little curly-haired girl was. The cabin door opened without any change in air pressure. Chuck, dressed as Batman, entered through the cabin door from the darkness and stood there. The opposite of the curly-haired little girl.

"I found you."

Chuck stood there, looking at the curly-haired little girl.

"how did you do that?"

The curly-haired little girl looked at him in disbelief.

After a moment of silence, Chuck's deep voice sounded: "Because I am Batman."

"Are you really Batman?"

The curly-haired little girl was silent for a while, and looked at Chuck suspiciously with blinking eyes.

"As long as I think I am, don't I?"

Chuck looked at her blankly.

"really?"

The curly-haired little girl looked at Chuck in a daze.

"Do you need me to close my eyes and talk to you?"

Chuck looked around at the passengers on the plane who all closed their eyes, and said calmly.

"No, you're not them."

The curly-haired little girl suddenly smiled: "You are far smarter than them and stand taller. I am very happy to meet you."

"Is it just them?"

Chuck looked away, looking down at the curly-haired little girl.

The smile in the curly-haired little girl's eyes disappeared, and she stared blankly at Chuck: "Do you think you are taller than me?"

"It's not a question."

Chuck kept his gaze down.

"Giggle!"

The curly-haired little girl laughed out loud. With her laughter, the plane shook even more. Seeing that Chuck seemed to be welded to the plane with his heels, he stood there firmly and kept looking down regardless of any tremors. With the girl at the center, it exploded violently.

The sky suddenly lit up with a huge ball of fire, countless pieces of aircraft wreckage flew around, and the half-flying black plane, which was still absorbed by the shock wave, could no longer maintain stability and fell under the impact of the wreckage.

Under the huge firelight, it can be clearly seen that this is a cool fighter shaped like a huge bat.

In the huge fireball, the curly-haired little girl stood in the center, looked at it with a sneer, wrapped her whole body in a bat suit to block the blast wave, and fell, spreading her wings in the bat suit to slow down the falling speed, while waving her hands from time to time to shoot at herself Chuck's petite body soared into the air from the wreckage of the plane, flew up, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

After blocking the impact, Chuck spread all the wings of the bat suit on his body, and the uncontrollable feeling after falling in the air disappeared immediately, and he regained control of his posture.

Stepping on the bat fighter plane that flew over and hovered at his feet at some point, it supported him through the clouds and rose to the original height of the exploding plane. He ignored the movement of the wreckage of the plane below and fell into the sea, and looked up at the sky.

"How is it now?"

After the silence, an expanding giant black vortex suddenly appeared in the sky. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a huge colorful face protruded from the vortex. Looking down at Chuck, one could vaguely see the appearance of the curly-haired little girl just now. Youguang's eyes attracted all of Chuck's attention, making him look at him unconsciously.

Chuck's whole body seems to pass through the infinitely colorful darkness, and it's still the kind of 360-degree free rotation.

Really.

Chuck's heart was shaken amidst the cold snort that was as soft as thunder, and the all-attribute boost brought by the water of life kept him from being crushed even under such audio-visual impact.

next moment.

In Chuck's batsuit-exposed eyes, a ray of brown light flashed in the blue pupil.

The spinning world, the colorful dark world, and the giant faces overlooking from outside the earth all disappeared.

In an all white room.

Chuck stood there properly, looking down at a woman in white with disheveled hair, and lightly repeated the question that he hadn't had time to answer just now: "How is it now?"

The woman in white clothes with disheveled hair has a delicate appearance and a pale complexion. The most attractive thing is her eyes, which are out of focus like Anna, as if there is nothing in the world that can attract her to refocus.

However, when Chuck looked down at her and repeated the previous question, her eyes regained focus, staring at Chuck's eyes, looking at his blue and brown pupils, a smile appeared on her expressionless face: "Such beautiful eyes, such an interesting game, fun, fun!"

"If it's fun, play more."

Chuck continued to look down at her expressionlessly.

The two just stared at each other.

A click.

It sounded like glass cracking.

Then there were countless clicks.

A series of cracks visible to the naked eye appeared around the two of them out of thin air, and the pure white space that was calm just now shattered immediately.

The next moment, the two were on the street with people coming and going.

The passers-by looked at the two strangely dressed people with strange eyes, but did not wait for them to make any reaction. The space cracked again amidst the clicking sound, and the space completely cracked amidst countless screams.

"That's enough, stop fighting."

Just as another new scene appeared, a helpless and anxious voice sounded, and the crowded scene immediately changed to the desert.

A man with curly hair appeared beside him wearing a red cloak. The most striking thing was that he had an extra eye on his forehead, but it was not the vertical pupil of most three-eyed legends, but the same horizontal pupil as the other two eyes. It looks very weird.

"It's all my own, Chuck, she is my sister Ornos."

"I know."

Chuck said with a blank face: "I saw her disguised little girl on the plane, and I recognized it at first sight, with a London accent, curly hair, a struggling hairline at such a young age, and an indifference and arrogance that cannot be concealed. The self-righteous IQ is superior, and everything seems to be shouting 'my name is Sherlock Holmes'!"

"..."

The three-eyed Sherlock Holmes twitched his lips when he heard Chuck's comment, but he also knew that the cause of the current situation was not Chuck, but his own sister Ornos, so he looked at his sister: "O Nuo Si, I have received your message, I am here, you will no longer be alone floating in the sky with nowhere to land, now follow me home."

"Oh, Sherlock."

Ornos, who was dressed in white and had loose hair, glanced at her second brother, shook her head and said, "You go back first, I want to play fun games with them who are more fun."

"This game is not fun."

Three-eyed Sherlock looked at his sister, and continued to persuade: "Let's go home."

However, the younger sister Ornos' eyes have refocused on Chuck's eyes, and she no longer pays attention to her own second brother.

"Chuck, admit defeat."

Three-eyed Sherlock can only persuade Chuck.

"I'm not redbeard."

Chuck continued to look at Ornos, and returned Sherlock's three-eyed expression.

"He's not."

Ornos, who was dressed in white, murmured with a smile on her lips.

"..."

Three-eyed Sherlock watched the two look at each other with 'affectionate' again as if no one else was there, and heard them mention 'red beard' indifferently, his expression became more indifferent, he stopped talking, and looked down at the eye-shaped circle on his chest The eye-shaped pendant was pinched with both hands, and the round eye-shaped pendant immediately began to move, as if opening its eyes, revealing the green round light cluster inside.

The three-eyed Sherlock turned his fingers counterclockwise, and the stars moved, and countless pictures flashed around the three of them.

"No!"

Ornos in white, who was originally indifferent to her second brother, looked away from Chuck's "affectionate" gaze again, looked over, and roared angrily.

With the twinkling lights in his eyes, the body of the three-eyed Sherlock immediately flew out.

The images flashing around also stopped, and they were frozen in the smoke and dust all over the sky. A huge six-pointed star logo was looming in the smoke and dust. Looking from the air, it looked like an ugly scar on the earth.

The smoke and dust drifted from north to south, which was vaguely mixed with howling ghosts and gods.

The three-eyed Sherlock looked at all this, his brows were furrowed, and he was about to strike again, when he saw his sister Ornos vomit a mouthful of blood, and her pale face became even paler.

"Enough! Two bully one! Do I, Holmes, die?"

Three-eyed Sherlock glared at Chuck angrily.

"She should prefer Dead Sherlock."

Chuck ignored the three-eyed Sherlock, and continued to stare at Ornos with blue and brown eyes.

"Then you will kill me first, and then her."

Three-eyed Sherlock sneered, made a tactic with both hands, and swung a golden long whip with sparks over.

"Stay away from my man!"

The golden long whip with fire did not wrap around Chuck, but was scattered by a red light. A woman in a dark red tights, wearing a cat head crown, and red eyeballs appeared domineeringly.

"Oh, this is great."

Three-eyed Sherlock saw the person coming, and complained helplessly, and then was forced by this woman who seemed to be an incarnation of red to stay away from Chuck and Ornos, who were looking at each other affectionately.

Golden yellow and dark red collided constantly in the distance.

The black smoke that made ghosts cry and howl quietly drifted around the big circle.

(End of this chapter)