Three-stream detection simulator

Bell drove the car into the alley, Jenny cheered and jumped out of the passenger seat, giving the detective and Selina a hug.

"Okay, now everyone is together." Hercule raised one hand to indicate that he was about to speak, and patted his coat with the other hand to sweep away the dust and wrinkles that Jenny had rubbed. "But we are not completely safe. The FBI and the Mafia may find something wrong at any time. We have to leave Honolulu before that. Hawaii is an island city, and the only traffic route here is..."

Bell pushed his glasses: "Seaport?"

"Airport." Hercule said, "Port is not good, shipping is too fixed in time and place."

"We have to take such a bunch of fragile items to the airport?!" The fat man asked in disbelief, "I don't want to doubt your ability, but this is impossible! We will be discovered by airport security personnel before we pass the security check and sent to jail!"

After he finished speaking, he found that everyone else in the alley turned their heads and stared at him.

"What happened?" the fat man said blankly, "What are you looking at me for?"

"You finally learned to use your brain! I'm so touched." Jenny said with relief, "But it's okay, David, do you think Hercule has not considered the problem you can think of?"

"Thank you, I did think about it." Hercule said modestly and cautiously, "And the solution I thought of is to sell the things in the carriage immediately before the plane takes off, and replace them with cash and numbers in the bank account book. What do you think?"

"Very good!" Joan said, "But how do you do it?"

"First, we need cash that cannot be traced, and second, it is best not to alert the bank during the transaction."

"Therefore, I want to ask a question," Hercule said, "Where else on this island can store a lot of cash besides the bank?"

The alley was silent, and no one answered. Selena found it a little funny that others were looking at Hercule with silly and innocent eyes.

She heard the detective mutter in such an awkward silence, "I really miss Batman and the Riddler a little bit." Before she could ask "Are you serious?", Hercule regained his spirit and made a joke for himself: "It was the hands of the Mafia boss Saburo Kawamoto and his partner Reynolds Ford, my dear friends." "Remember? Reynolds Ford sold the Mafia's stolen goods of unknown origin to others, and then used the cash to buy real estate, because policy only full cash transactions will not be subject to bank scrutiny. Of course, some people do this with bribes and anonymous purchases using shell companies, but Reynolds obviously doesn't have to bother too much." Selena dragged out her voice to explain for Hercule, "Kawamoto Saburo behind him controls the island's Most real estate companies, if necessary, the mafia will drive away the original tenants and give the old man a green light. Then when the police find him, he throws the house back to the real estate company and exchanges it for a large amount of US dollars in the account - Bu~ Another collector with a clean fortune. "

Joan was shocked: "These guys are too bad?"

"Smart people are always easy to become bad." Selena glanced at Hercule with deep meaning, "Because it's too easy." Hercule ignored it and seriously comforted the young people: "You don't have to worry about this at all."

Selena: "..."

Anyway, they are all stupid, right!

What's more tragic is that, except for her, no one heard the detective's subtext. The fat man said affectionately: "Confidant - you must have seen everyone's shining heart through our dirty appearance."

Hercule was embarrassed and coughed lightly: "In fact, I think everyone's appearance is very outstanding."

Selena: What he means is that you don't have such a shining heart at all.

Ah... The children were moved to tears. Forget it, she thought, why should I be the one who breaks the fantasy?

Hum, Captain, Captain. You know, the famous captains in history are all pirates.

And detectives? They often defeat lies with more clever lies.

Welcome to the world of smart people.

It is full of deception, fickleness, traps and invisible gunpowder-

At this moment, Xibida jumped onto Hercule's shoulder, looked at Selina with her green eyes, and made a rather unsuccessful imitation of the cat's cry: "Meow!"

-Of course, there are also Fluffy and Justice and Love.

The black-haired girl couldn't help but squeezed a K towards the Devourer and whispered: "Are you willing to guarantee him? For your sake, I won't say anything. Anyway, young people always have to experience social beatings, and Hercule Hugo knows Batman, so even if he becomes a bad guy, he won't be too bad, right?"

"Meow." The black cat lay down on the detective's shoulder and shook its tail innocently in response to the foreign language it didn't understand.

**

Everyone drove on the road again.

The original cast, with the addition of Hercule and Selina.

"That is to say," Jenny said, pressing her head, "we have to take this pile of Japanese antiques that Reynolds Ford got from Kawamoto Saburo and sell it back to Kawamoto Saburo. Since the source of the antiques is unknown, Reynolds himself cannot take the initiative to tell the FBI that these things belong to him, and Kawamoto Saburo can't do the same, which means that they can't call the police for lost things - but Reynolds must buy these things back because he put anti-counterfeiting marks on the antiques for the auction?!"

"The main items of the auction are small things, but the final transaction amount will be far beyond ordinary people's imagination," Hercule said with pity, "After all, Reynolds Ford promised that there will be gifts - extremely precious gifts. Isn't it, Mr. Ford?"

Reynolds Ford, who was still tied up and lying on the ground, twisted his face in pain.

Hercule continued, "But the buyers are not fools. He must find a way to convince them that they will not be cheated by spending money on junk, so special marks are indispensable. These marks will probably disappear over time, but before the auction, he has to keep them as the price of "integrity" in the transaction. Isn't it, Mr. Ford?"

Reynolds Ford was so angry that his whole body was twitching.

Hercule lowered his head and said to him, "After managing to hide from the FBI, you never thought that someone would find your collection that was not marked and take it away. Oh, you certainly didn't think that the thief who stole the collection would blackmail you and your boss. Isn't it, Mr. Ford?"

The whole car was silent, and there was an invisible sense of oppression in the air.

A cosmic biological language translator fell out of Hercule's pocket at the right time.

"When I was a baby cosmic cat," Xibi Da stood on Hercule's shoulder, looking forward, and described with its low purring voice, "my grandmother once said something to me. She said: 'The bigger your heart is, the bigger your stomach is. Don't limit yourself to the planet under your feet and the predicament in front of you. This cruel universe will chop off the head of anyone who raises his forehead, but legend has it that we have nine lives - cosmic cats never bow their heads.'" It proudly stepped on the coat shoulder pad with its claws: "I understand everything, Hehe, you definitely have the challenging spirit of our Yuanshou Beast Clan." Hercule: "..." Atmosphere, atmosphere. He put the translator back and scratched the cat's chin. Without waiting for the detective to speak again, Bell, who was driving, said, "Oops. I don't understand, but my head is itching, maybe I need to grow a brain."

"..."

Bell said quickly, "Just kidding, I understand. Anyway, we are using Reynolds' criminal evidence to blackmail Kawamoto Saburo to pay, right? But that's the Mafia, what if they plan to solve the source of the problem directly?"

He held the steering wheel with one hand and scratched his neck.

Reynolds Ford on the ground had bright eyes when he heard this.

Hercules bent down and covered his eyes with a cloth to avoid sadness: "As far as I know, the Avengers have received a mission to clear out the Hawaiian Mafia team. Do you think Kawamoto Saburo has extra energy to deal with us, Mr. Ford?"

Reynolds shook violently and did not move.

"He fainted." Jenny said after lifting Reynolds' eyelids to check, "I understand him a little. If I were him, I would have a psychological shadow on the words 'Mr. Ford'."

"One last question." Bell said with curiosity, "Since, as you said, the Avengers is a newly formed superhero team, and they are fighting the mafia, what if Captain America and Iron Man come to stop us...Ahhhhhh!!"

In front of the windshield, a golden-red iron lump flew over with the force of thunder.

Bell screamed: "It's Iron Man! He's coming! He's coming! He will kill us!"

"Don't panic!" Jenny said sternly, "We are not guilty of death! Hold your head and squat now!"

As a result, Iron Man turned a corner and returned the same way as if he didn't see them, only turning to leave a fist-sized hole on the asphalt road when he took off.

"Ahhh help me, I was wrong, I was wrong--huh?" Bell put down his hand, "Didn't he notice us?"

Hercules touched the cat with loneliness, and said empty: "Mr. Xibeida, can you give me my pipe back? I would like to repay you with a hundred thousand gratitude."

Xibeida: "I am willing to, I really want to, Hehe, but the bald eye patch director and Batman won't let me, this is part of the condition for me to be with you."

Hercules showed disappointment.

The black cat covered his mouth with his paw and whispered: "Why don't we wait until it's just the two of us? God knows, the earth knows, you know and I know."

Iron Man in the distance seemed to have encountered a difficult enemy, and was hit by a huge force and flew back in the whistling wind. This time he flew next to the side window of the car, bent down and pointed at Hercules and Xibeida with a metal finger and said: "You, and you, I can hear and see the words on the translator."

After that, he rushed out again.

Bell's mouth opened wider and wider. Joan said: "Hercules, Hercules, Hercules..."

Hibida: "Hercules, Hercules, why can she use my nickname for you?"

Fat Man: "It's Hercules, Joan!"

Joan: "Hercules, you know Iron Man?!"

Jenny: "God's fucking bald head!"

The car was in chaos.

Hercule's temples throbbed at the sudden burst of noise. He didn't want his circle of friends to seem too strange: "It was an accident."

As soon as he finished speaking, the traffic light at the intersection ahead turned red, and an old man with difficulty walking slowly controlled the wheelchair and walked across the crosswalk.

The fat man hesitated and said, "Wait a minute, I think I've seen this strong man's hairstyle somewhere."

The wheelchair suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

The fat man immediately waved his hands in panic: "Holy crap, did he hear it? I didn't mean to offend! That's definitely a compliment!"

"Calm down." An old voice sounded in his mind, "I just want to say hello to your companions. I haven't seen you for a few days, Hercule. I heard that you went back to the East Coast. Why are you still here?" Can I see you in Hawaii?”

"...Good afternoon, Charles." Hercule cleared his throat, "As you can see, I have some little trouble that needs to be dealt with urgently."

"I can see that." Professor If you don’t mind, I would also like to introduce you and your program to my students. Whether they are Wolverine or Rugrats, they sometimes lack a careful mind when facing danger..."

"The light is green, Professor." Hercule interrupted him with a rare rudeness, "In order not to affect the traffic, we must take a step first and talk next time."

He stood up and helped Bell, who had just stepped on the clutch, into gear.

The car rushed out.

In the distance, Professor

"That's Professor "I slumped down and sat down. "When my classmates in school pretended to be friends with me because of my size and dexterity, but they were just teasing me, I wouldn't have noticed."

"People are unpredictable, right?"

"David." Hercule patted his broad back, "My suggestion is, let the past go. You still have a future."

The fat man sobbed: "Oh, Captain, you are my life mentor."

Serena, who has never spoken, said: "It's too early to feel hurt by deception in childhood. The adult world is more complicated."

"..."

"Is there something wrong?" Jenny finally noticed the sense of violation, "I mean, Hercule, you are a captain. You taught us to steal things and blackmail the Mafia. We almost succeeded, but you still know two people." A famous superhero?"

"It's three now. Long time no see, detective." Black Widow landed on their carport in a cool movie poster pose and corrected, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I was just passing by."

Then, she jumped onto the building next to her and gave her companions in the distance a sign to continue the attack.

"Do you know three famous superheroes?!" Jenny's voice became louder and louder, "Who can tell me, will the friends of superheroes be street criminals? You shouldn't have a code name like Captain Man!! "

Bell added: "Or Detective."

"Evil." Serena couldn't help rolling her eyes, "It's too ugly, even worse than Batman."

Joan hugged the car cushion tightly in horror: "What? Batman actually exists?!!"

"Quiet——!" Hercule stood up and said without any refusal, "Now is not the time for questioning and internal strife, everyone. We are about to get money that ordinary people cannot earn in a lifetime, so what can't be communicated? "

He lifted Reynolds Ford roughly by his collar.

Serena said: "You feel much more involved now than when you said, 'It's a big vote'."

"This lady." Hercule pressed his hand down, "I beg you, for the sake of Bruce Wayne, please stop saying a few words."

——I know everything about you and your secret identity, Batman and his secret identity.

It was a threat that seemed like a plea. Serena's scalp was numb and her body tensed up instantly. If she were really a cat, the hair on her back would be exploding at this moment.

But fools have no sense of crisis.

"You still know Bruce Wayne!" Bell shouted, "How can a rich man's friend be a poor guy!"

The rich man’s friend is really a fucking pauper!

Hercule tore off the tape from Reynolds' face and said sullenly, "You should know how to do this, Mr. Ford."

"Of course, of course!" Reynolds was horrified, "I will give you the cash, and you will return the collection that belongs to me in the back. We don't owe each other, and we will go our separate ways!"

The detective finally relaxed and showed a satisfied expression: "Thank you for your cooperation. Everything is ready, now there is only the last step left, friends."

**

3:45 p.m.

With his hands empty, Hercule took Hibida on the bus to the airport and called each party involved in the operation one by one.

He first contacted Zatanna: "Your friend Selina Kyle and a group of young people who don't know anything went to your tour venue. In their car was a mafia member named Reynolds Ford. This guy He had just admitted that he was related to a bunch of priceless Japanese antiques, and the police could start investigating directly from that angle.

The FBI followed the vehicle and chased it. Oh, by the way, the agents thought I was also in the car, but in fact I got out of the car midway. I didn’t take any money or antiques. Everything had nothing to do with me. When you meet them, if it's convenient, please help the FBI solve the cognitive magic. I think their chaotic minds are currently unable to handle the task of public security management in Hawaii. "

After ending the phone call, he called Iron Man again: "Should I tell Fury now that I won this round?"

Men’s competition doesn’t need to start.

Their DNA starts to work spontaneously when the desire to win or lose arises.

Tony: "You should really come and listen in. He's sulking in the room, saying how a bunch of agents and superheroes can't take on the Mafia as well as a detective and a bunch of idiots."

Hercule smiled and said: "There are specialties in the art, not to mention the idiot he calls him also helps a lot."

"Excessive humility is also a kind of arrogance. You commit the original sin every day." Iron Man flew out of the ruins of the mafia building that was broken into eight petals. "What time is the plane? I will go to the airport to see you off."

Hercule looked at his watch: "No, I'm going to board the plane when I get to the airport. If you must come, you might as well fly back to New York with me directly and save money on air tickets."

"What? No, never! This precious first experience is what I leave to my future girlfriend, don't even think about it!"

"That's why we always break up," Hercule said. "Goodbye, Iron Man."

He hung up the phone.

A few seconds later I received another text message from Tony:

"Okay, okay, after Zatanna unlocks the magic on the FBI, I will record their expressions and send them to you."

What?

Hercule thought to himself, This is too wicked.

But he thought about where the ups and downs of his life since entering Hawaii began——

Everything that happened in the FBI branch building is still fresh in my mind.

In the end, he stayed true to his inner choice and typed on his mobile phone: "Thank you, please do it as soon as possible."