I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

Following the announcement of Harris' threatening video on TV, both New York and Gotham, two cities known as financial twins, have experienced serious chaos. But in the chaos, the two cities are also very different.

In New York, a large number of citizens rushed to flee the city in terror, causing a traffic jam. In addition to traffic jams in Gotham, there are countless masked people flooding the streets, smashing, looting, burning, and taking advantage of the fire, so that Gotham City has not been hit by missiles, but has been shrouded in flames and smoke.

Kamar-Taj in the Himalayas, Bruce dressed in monk costume, watched the news on TV and muttered: "It looks like I should return to Gotham."

The Astoria Waldorf Hotel, located in the center of Manhattan, is as long as its name and has a history of one hundred years. It is one of the top luxury hotels in New York City.

Although the citizens of the whole city are trying to escape the city, the top hotels like Waldorf are still open for business. It's definitely, on days like this, don't even think about having customers...

The hotel lobby manager was thinking like this when suddenly a group of people in black wearing sunglasses and suits swarmed in. The leader flashed his certificate in front of the lobby manager and said coldly: "Open a top-notch presidential suite, and the accounts are kept in the New York City Government."

The lobby manager's eyes lit up, he nodded quickly, and hurried to this group of uninvited guests personally. He is well-informed, and he can tell at a glance that this is a public job, and it is certainly not bad for money.

Soon the presidential suite was opened. An old man with a hair and beard resembling Tarzan was sent into the suite under the surveillance of four high-ranking agents. Standing in the living room, James stepped forward and looked at the old man carefully before nodding his head: "Mr. Mason, it looks like you are in good health."

Mason grinned and raised his hand under the towel: "Can you untie this thing?"

James sneered: "Are you kidding me, Mr. Mason?"

Mason shrugged: "A lot of you are watching, not to mention that this is the eighty-eighth floor. Are you afraid that I won't be able to run?"

"Fear." James said bluntly, "You can even escape from Devil Island, which claims that birds can't fly out. A hotel like this can't stop you."

"Well, you cautious guy." Mason curled his lips. "Then I will take a shower, get a haircut, shave, and then have a nice meal. Dear Mr. James, an old man can always take a bath. Open the handcuffs? Definitely, unless you guys are willing to give me a bath."

James didn't speak, but looked at his subordinates who had just searched the entire room and nodded slightly before James sighed: "Okay, but only in the shower."

"Oh, yes, I have to shit..."

During Mason's yelling, he was dragged away by the agents.

James squeezed his eyebrows helplessly. Although he moved very quickly, it had been nearly ten hours since Harris' threat. The sun had just set outside, and the night had shrouded the earth, the lights were beginning to come on, and he looked at the night outside the window, and his mood was equally uneasy.

Fortunately, Sharon didn't drop the chain for him.

After James flew from Washington to New York, Sharon also greeted him at the airport personally. The two exchanged on the road. Sharon said that he was ready. As long as the order was issued from above, he was 100% sure to eliminate Devil Island. All the terrorists.

This gave James a little confidence in his heart, and he also had some resentment towards President Benjamin.

It seems that this new president has a prejudice against those with supernatural powers. Obviously, there is a safer, safer and more convenient method, and he has to use a stupid method full of risks. What's more, Xie Lun is his nephew. Benjamin doubts Xie Lun in this way, but he is actually doubting himself.

James is now full of suspicion and vigilance about Benjamin's previous conversation with him in the study.

Don't forget, Xie Lun saved one of him, but he was still so suspicious. If this is the case, would he feel as relieved as he said about his acting minister, who is not a direct line?

A subordinate walked over and whispered: "Minister, the barber is here, but he has some opinions on our arrangements."

"He has an opinion? What's the opinion? Did you double check the identity of this guy? Go, let me have a look."

James motioned his men to stare at the bathroom and walked to the elevator himself.

In the luxurious bathroom inside At the moment, Mason hummed a little tune and ran the sprinkler to the maximum. After covering up his voice, he quietly picked up the landline in the bathroom: "Reception? This is room 8808, I Order the most luxurious set meal for 48 people. Yes, I’ll bring it now... Don’t forget, there’s good wine."

In the elevator, a short man in a black vest was fighting with James, "What? Can't use scissors? Damn, do you know who I am? I'm the most famous hairdresser in New York City. , I don’t know how many Hollywood stars have approached me, but you told me not to use scissors!"

James said in a huff: "Yes, not just scissors, any sharp or pointed items are not allowed. Besides, let you have a haircut, why so much nonsense."

"I am not a haircut, I am a hairdresser..."

"Anyway, it's the same for me. If it's not time tight, most barber shops are closed, so I won't look for you."

"You are an insult to me, I quit, I..."

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole in front of him and a check with a series of numbers written on it, this self-proclaimed "hairdresser"'s expression instantly changed: "In fact, a real hairdresser should use whatever tools he uses. It can meet the needs of customers, even if only an electric hairdresser is used."

When James returned with the barber, he found that there was a lot of food in the room, and his subordinates were gorging around the food.

"What's the matter with these foods?"

James frowned and asked.

One of his subordinates shrugged: "We said it was our order."

James thought for a while. Anyway, it was all public money reimbursement. Besides, the brothers were tired after working with him all day, and they should take a break. He didn't say much, but just reminded: "You are not allowed to drink, you are all awake. point."

Mason also finished washing, changed into a new suit, and wandered out of the bathroom. At his request, James took him to the balcony and asked the barber to shave his beard.

"Aw, sir, please don't blame me for talking too much, but I feel that your hairstyle and beard match your temperament very well, it would be a shame to cut it off completely."

After seeing Mason, the barber fell into an occupational illness.

Mason shrugged: "If it's not a special case, I'm willing to keep it."

"Understand, understand," the barber tied a white cloth around Mason's neck. "So what do you want for your new hairstyle?"

Mason looked at the mirror placed on the table and sighed, "Gracious, after all, the next one is a more serious occasion."

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