Three-stream detection simulator

"What are you thinking about?" Superman walked up to Batman, supported the table with one hand and looked at Hercule along the line of sight of his teammates, "I thought there weren't many things to worry about next, right?"

"I hope so, but it may not be possible." Batman did not hide his observation, and the detective kept lowering his head and playing with his phone, "Who is he trying to send a message to?"

Superman lowered his head and avoided looking at Hercule to avoid suspicion: "I don't know, maybe it's his friend or client. I don't think this is something we need to pay attention to."

"Something strange happened to him." Batman also turned around, "The problem is that Hercule is different from you or me. I am an Earthling, and you have lived on Earth for at least twenty years—"

Superman: "Wait a minute, how did you know for sure? Did Hercule tell you?"

"I don't need him to tell me such a superficial clue." Batman said gloomily, "What I want to say is that the two of us have our own social circle on Earth. You will know who to ask for help when you encounter problems. , when you take off this uniform, you can become anyone, even a small town resident whom no one knows..."

"Hey." Superman interrupted him dissatisfied, "Have you really noticed my secret identity? I have never used my superpower to see through you. I thought it was a tacit understanding between us."

Batman ignored him and said to himself: "But Hercule Hugo has no choice. He comes from another world, another timeline, and has no social circle of his own except us. You will find him There’s nothing to do in his spare time, and he doesn’t need to wear a mask because there’s nothing in life to hide or protect.”

Superman's attention then shifted: "I can't tell, it sounds a little lonely. Does he have no intention of settling in a certain city? I suddenly remembered that I could invite him to my home as a guest, or go out like an ordinary person. Get together or something like that.”

"As soon as possible, come back before we leave for Arizona and ask him what he thinks of Hydra."

Superman did not agree: "You can ask in person, I will not be wearing this uniform then, if you are interested..."

"Have a nice day, partner." Batman stood up and left before he could finish.

**

"I'm so excited, I don't even know what I'm excited about!" Morgan typed a series of exclamation points and capital letters in the text message. "This is the golden age, Hugo! I never dreamed that I would see so many superheroes crowded together. In the same room!"

Hercule: "It may not be a good thing, Morgan. If a meteorite hits at this time, the golden age will end immediately."

"...Superman won't let the meteorite fall down, smart man."

"Ah, he came over to you. How is your relationship with the superheroes of Metropolis?"

"Hi, detective, long time no see." Hercule just raised his head and saw Superman standing upright in front of him, "Are you busy today?"

Hercule closed the phone screen: "You asked me this after talking to Batman, which makes me feel that I am about to get another commission."

"No, it's not." Superman smiled, "It has nothing to do with work. I just want to ask you if you want to go out for a little gathering tonight. But I'm not very familiar with Washington -" He lowered his voice appropriately, "Go there." Morwell might be a better choice. I assure you that the countryside is worth admiring, and besides, although I remember you don't like dogs very much, maybe Xibida would like to play with Xiao Krypton, what do you think? Bida?”

Hibida: "You and your dog make me laughable. Do you think I will remember the name of an alien dog with a rough voice, shaggy hair, arrogance and strong personal heroism? I stand with the detective. "Stay aside, Kryptonian, keep that dog away from me."

Superman: "What's he talking about?"

"I think Mr. Hibida won't mind." Hercule rubbed the cat's head and stood up, "Shall we leave now?"

"Wait a minute, give me some time. I'm going to change clothes. We'll meet at the intersection on the left downstairs in ten minutes."

After Superman finished speaking, he disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a strong wind caused by the air flow.

The system gave a prompt for triggering a side mission called 'Guide of the Golden Age'. The reward was dozens of sporadic reputation points, but Hercule didn't pay attention. After Superman left, he took out his phone again. The phone had been set to silent mode before, and there was no vibrating reminder, but as expected, I received a text message from Morgan: "Why did you suddenly decide to go to Kansas with him?"

"I thought you would want to be more involved," Hercule typed. "I want to apologize to you, Morgan, but it would be more appropriate for you to be here."

"What are you talking about?" Morgan responded quickly, "Without you, I wouldn't even have the chance to see the 21st century."

In contrast to her, Hercule was choosing his words carefully: "I was just thinking about the connection between you and the world. You would be excited to go back to the golden age, because the characters in the historical stories are standing vividly. In front of you. And I know nothing about this era and the people living on this planet, and sometimes I think I need some guidance to find something to do for myself.”

"..."

"Anyway, you are about to take Superman's ride to Kansas this time, Chief Morgan." Hercule ignored the silence on the other side and continued typing, "Next time, if possible, let's go to Avengers Tower. "

It took less than a minute for them to reach Smallville from Washington. Superman took the detective and the cat and landed in no man's land. He looked around carefully and said, "I can't explain to people how I suddenly came back here from Metropolis, so now I need a disguise on top of a disguise. That means I can't let the townspeople find out I'm Superman, nor can I let them recognize me as Clark Kent. You can just call me Carl and pretend we're just random tourists."

"Interesting." Hercule observed the optical disguise on his face, "Is this Kryptonian technology?"

"That's right, but I hope your attention isn't all on your glasses." Superman changed into a pair of extraordinarily simple regular clothes, smiled and stepped back out of the alley, "Let me introduce you to this sparsely populated, quiet and peaceful Kansas. The town, Smallwell, is mine too—"

"Ahhhhh!!" A scream suddenly came from behind him, "You! Let me see you! I have seen this face before, you must be a big shot!"

Superman was so frightened that he almost floated up. Fortunately, he turned his head in surprise first, and saw the man who had just shouted trotting past him and approaching Hercule: "I've seen your picture on Twitter!!"

"..."

Hercule didn't expect it either. He hesitated and asked politely: "Did you admit the wrong person?"

"No way, a friend of mine is from Florida. He definitely mentioned you to me two days ago. Let me think about it, let me think about it, please... Oh God, I remembered it!" The residents of the town flushed with excitement, "You are Hercule Hugo! You are also carrying a black cat, which is absolutely correct. As for this -"

He looked at Superman, "I don't know who you are, but you must be the detective assistant in the report!"

Superman couldn't help but think to himself: My partner Batman who is far away in Washington, this is definitely not what you expected.

His shoulders relaxed and he said with a smile: "Yes, my name is Karl, Karl, a surname you don't care about anyway. We are here for a trip. Is there anything big happening in the town?"

Superman swore that he just asked casually, but the townspeople immediately responded: "We have had many missing people here recently. The police have no clue yet, and the residents spend every day in panic... Detective, can I ask you a favor?" ?”

Hercule and Superman looked at each other, and the latter nodded slightly. Hercule said: "Of course, I will leave for the police station. You can describe to me what happened on the way."

As Superman said, Smallville is indeed a small place the size of a palm, and all the residents know each other. Before that, only Clark Kent had experienced unexplained supernatural events during the years when he went to school here. People are not accustomed to accepting new things, and the detective's immediate recognition was purely coincidental.

The good news is that it will be much easier if you have an acquaintance recommending this kind of place. Townspeople who knew Hercule vigorously touted the detective's reputation in the big city, pointing to several Florida crimes that had been widely circulated and even made into memes. So a few suspicious police officers half-heartedly disclosed some information:

"He is right. Two people were missing in Smallwell this week, and one was missing last week. They are all good girls and boys who work seriously and never drink or fight to escape reality. Let's see each other for the last time. The people who came to them inquired about it and found nothing unusual, so the townspeople were very nervous during this period. There were rumors that a serial killer from out of town had escaped to the town and committed random crimes..."

Another police officer sighed: "If this is the case, I'm afraid we won't be able to help. We are short of both manpower and equipment. We can only hope that someone will break into the devil's crime scene."

"But we have a solution now, don't we?" The townspeople who tried their best to encourage Hercule to come over said, leaning on the counter, "Hercule Hugo can definitely solve the problem."

Hercule's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at the townspeople seriously, confirming that he was a fan with limited emotional intelligence but no malicious intent: "I can only say that I will try my best."

The police were generally in a low mood. One of them wiped his face irritably and whispered: "When did the weirdos from the big city come to such a small place? Sir, I'm going out to patrol."

When he passed Hercule, he deliberately bumped him with his shoulder, but he didn't want Superman to take a step forward casually. The two people collided with each other, and the policeman felt like he had hit a wall, staggering and almost falling to the ground. Superman quickly bent down to help him with a worried look on his face: "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay." The policeman swallowed, looked at him from head to toe suspiciously, and then left without saying a word, feeling deeply embarrassed.

Hercule chatted with the remaining people for a while and then said goodbye. Under the leadership of Superman, he headed to the most popular burrito shop nearby.

"I never thought something like this would happen." Superman in the restaurant rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Smallwell is usually a peaceful place, and my mother never mentioned the disappearance to me. Tonight I I asked her while I was walking the dog... Oh, look who's here?"

He suddenly looked very happy and waved towards the door. Hercule turned his head and saw a white dog squatting in front of the restaurant door, waving its tail enthusiastically.

The moment he caught a glimpse of Krypton's canine teeth exposed when he swung his tongue, the detective's elbow joints ached faintly: he thought of the tennis ball in Morgan's mouth that had been bitten several times by stray dogs.

At the same time, Hippardah climbed onto Hercule's shoulders and widened her eyes, which looked round in the room.