American TV series Detective's Daily Life

A little girl with curly hair opened her eyes and found herself inside a shaking airplane. She opened the curtains and looked outside the airplane. She found that it was pitch black outside and could only see some faint light.

He turned his head to look at his mother sitting next to him, and called to the woman with her eyes closed: "Mommy?"

Mommy didn't respond.

"Mommy, wake up, wake up quickly!"

The curly-haired little girl got up and looked around, and found that all the passengers on the plane had their eyes closed like her mother. The flickering lights made her feel scared. She pushed her mother and called out urgently.

However, her mother never responded.

The little girl with curly hair unbuckled the safety buckle, stood up and left her seat, and started walking around the cabin, trying to find someone who was still awake.

But she walked around and found nothing, and her face became more and more frightened.

At this moment, the harsh ringtone of the mobile phone rang throughout the cabin, startling the little curly-haired girl. While calling others to wake up these sleeping people, she followed the ringtone and picked up the ringing mobile phone. As soon as the connection was connected, he cried for help: "Help me! Everyone on the plane has fallen asleep, please help me!"

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

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

The anxious voice of the curly-haired little girl crying 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 laughter of the oil painting beauty Irene sounded on the other end of the phone: "How is it? Dear brother-in-law, is this fourth date exciting enough?"

On the other end of the phone, even though he hadn't even gone on a second date with the oil painting beauty Irene, Chuck's face remained calm as he faced this kind of endless conversation that skipped the second and third dates directly to the fourth date: "May I have your name?"

"I shouldn't give my name to strangers."

On the other end of the phone, the voice of a little girl with curly hair rang.

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

On the phone, the voice of the oil painting beauty Irene rang again, and she simulated a countdown with her mouth.

"Your ventriloquism needs to be improved."

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

Seeing that Chuck didn't answer, the little girl with curly hair immediately heard another panicked and anxious cry for help on the other end of the phone: "Are you still there? Help me! I'm so scared, really scared!"

"Are you sure you want to die without saving her? Or do you think it's a trap from her London accent?"

The oil painting beauty Irene smiled provocatively.

"We don't have much time, tell me what can you see?"

On the phone, Chuck's voice rang again.

"There was the sea outside and I couldn't see anything. I saw 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 completed the fourth date with me. The poor thing is that there is not only a little cutie and a plane. The plane is hovering over the city, and there may be a world at any time. Big collision, these fireworks are gorgeous enough, do you like it?"

On the other end of the phone, the oil painting beauty Irene's laughter was a little nervous.

"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 steadily.

"No……"

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

"look carefully."

Chuck's deadpan voice sounded.

"..."

On the plane, the curly-haired little girl was holding her mobile phone, unable to say a word. She stared blankly through the cabin window and saw a black plane appearing outside the cabin at some point.

Because the distance was too close and the windows were too small, the curly-haired little girl couldn't see the entire plane from her perspective. However, the cockpit of the plane was made of transparent glass, facing her. Under the sudden light, Cha, who was sitting in the cockpit, Ke Zheng looked at her expressionlessly.

"What's wrong?"

Oil painting beauty Eileen naturally noticed something was wrong.

"Bat, Batman!"

The plane was in the mood of a curly-haired little girl at this moment. When it was hit by the airflow, it shook violently and stammered.

"What?"

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

A mechanical tentacle protruded from the black plane and was attached to the wall of the plane where the little curly-haired girl was. The hatch opened without any change in air pressure. Chuck, dressed as Batman, came in through the hatch from the darkness and stood there. Opposite of the little girl with curly hair.

"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 moment, looking at Chuck suspiciously with her eyes flickering.

"I am whenever I want, aren't I?"

Chuck looked at her expressionlessly.

"Really?"

The curly-haired little girl looked at Chuck, a little lost in thought.

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

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

"No, you are not them."

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

"Is it just them?"

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

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

"That's not a question."

Chuck remained looking down.

"Giggle!"

The little girl with curly hair laughed loudly, and with her laughter, the plane shook even more violently. Chuck seemed to have his heels welded together with the plane. Regardless of any shaking, he always stood there firmly and kept looking down. The plane shook with small curly hair. The girl was the center and suddenly exploded.

The sky suddenly lit up with a huge ball of fire, and countless pieces of aircraft debris flew in all directions. The black aircraft, which was still adsorbed and half-flying, could no longer maintain its stability under this shock wave. It spun and fell under the impact of the debris.

Under the huge firelight, you can clearly see that this is a cool fighter plane shaped like a giant bat.

In the huge fire ball, the curly-haired little girl stood in the center and sneered. She wrapped herself in a bat suit to block the explosion shock wave. She fell. While spreading the wings of the bat suit to slow down her fall, she waved her hand from time to time to knock him away and shoot at herself. Chuck's petite body rose into the air, flew upwards, 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. The uncontrollable feeling after falling in the air immediately disappeared, and he regained control of his posture.

Stepping on the Bat Fighter that flew over and hovered at his feet at some unknown time, it supported him through the clouds and rose to the original height of the exploding aircraft. He ignored the movement of the wreckage of the aircraft below falling into the sea, and he looked up at the sky.

"How is it now?"

After silence, an expanding giant black vortex suddenly appeared in the sky. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a huge colorful face poked out of the vortex. Looking down at Chuck, one could vaguely see the appearance of the curly-haired little girl just now, with two flashing lights. The dim light's eyes attracted all of Chuck's attention, causing him to look at them unconsciously.

Chuck's whole body seemed to be traveling through endless colorful darkness, spinning freely in 360 degrees.

Really. The world is spinning.

Amidst the cold snort that was as soft as a thunderous roar, Chuck's mind was shaken. The all-attribute improvement brought by the water of life prevented him from being collapsed even under this kind of audio-visual impact.

next moment.

In the eyes exposed by Chuck's bat suit, a ray of brown light flashed in the blue pupils.

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

In an all-white room.

Chuck stood there properly, looking down at a woman in white with disheveled hair, and calmly repeated the question he had not had time to answer: "How are you 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 as out of focus as Anna, as if nothing in the world can attract her to refocus.

However, when Chuck looked down at her and repeated the previous question, her eyes regained focus. Staring into Chuck's eyes, looking at his blue and brown pupils, there was a smile on her expressionless face: "What beautiful eyes, what an interesting game, fun, fun!"

"If it's fun, just play more."

Chuck continued to look down at her expressionlessly.

The two just stared at each other.

There was a click.

It sounded like glass cracking.

Then there were countless clicks.

Cracks visible to the naked eye appeared around the two of them out of thin air, and the pure white space that had just been calm immediately shattered.

The next moment, the two of them were on a busy street.

The passers-by looked at the strangely dressed two people with strange eyes, but without waiting for any reaction from them, the space cracked open again with a clicking sound, and with countless screams, the space completely collapsed.

"That's enough, don't fight anymore."

Just when a new scene appeared, a helpless and anxious voice sounded, and the crowded scene immediately switched to a desert.

A curly-haired man wearing a red cloak appeared aside. The most eye-catching thing is that he has an extra eye on his forehead, but it is not the vertical pupil of most three-eyed legends, but the same horizontal pupil as the other two eyes. Seems extremely weird.

"We are all our own, Chuck, she is my sister Ornos."

"I know."

Chuck said expressionlessly: "When I saw the little girl she was pretending to be on the plane, I recognized her at the first sight. The London accent, the curly hair, the hairline that was already struggling at such a young age, and the indifference and arrogance that couldn't be concealed. He is self-righteous and has a superior IQ, and everything seems to be shouting 'My surname is Holmes'!"

"..."

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

"Oh, Sherlock."

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

"This game is not fun."

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

However, her younger sister, Ornos, had focused her eyes on Chuck again and ignored her second brother.

"Chuck, just give up."

Three-eyed Sherlock could only persuade Chuck.

"I'm not Red Beard."

Chuck continued to look at Ornos, and looked back at Sherlock three times with an expression on his face.

"Indeed he is not."

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

"..."

Three-Eyed Sherlock watched the two of them look at each other 'affectionately' again, and when they mentioned 'Red Beard' indifferently, his expression became much colder. He stopped talking and looked down at the eye-shaped round on his chest. The round eye-shaped pendant started to move immediately, as if opening its eyes, revealing the green round light group inside.

Three-eyed Sherlock turned his finger counterclockwise, and countless pictures flashed around the three of them.

"No!"

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

With the dim light in his eyes flashing, the three-eyed Sherlock immediately flew out.

The flashing images around him also stopped and were frozen in the sky full of smoke and dust. A huge six-pointed star logo loomed in the smoke and dust. From the air, it looked like an ugly scar on the earth.

Smoke and dust drifted from north to south, vaguely mixed with howls of ghosts and gods.

The three-eyed Sherlock frowned as he watched all this. Just as he was about to seal the knot again, he saw his sister Ornos vomiting a mouthful of blood, and her pale face became even paler.

"Enough! Two bullies one! Do you think I, Holmes, am a dead person?"

Three-eyed Sherlock glared at Chuck angrily.

"She should prefer Sherlock."

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

"Then you beat me to death first, and then beat her to death."

The three-eyed Sherlock sneered, clasped his hands, and swung a golden whip with sparks.

"Stay away from my man!"

The flaming golden whip didn't wrap around Chuck, but was blown away by a burst of red light. A woman wearing a dark red tight-fitting suit, a cat crown on her head, and red eyes appeared domineeringly.

"Oh, this is great."

When the three-eyed Sherlock saw the visitor, he complained helplessly, and then was forced by this woman who seemed to be the incarnation of red to stay away from Chuck and Ornos, who were looking at each other 'affectionately'.

Golden yellow and dark red continue to collide in the distance.

The black smoke that made the ghosts cry and howl quietly floated around in a large circle.