Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke was alone with Daisy, using the Beidou avatar, so there was nothing to worry about.

After finding afternoon tea at a clean restaurant, he took the monitor that Daisy took.

After feeding Daisy's tea and snacks, and then asked Dr. Savige's current situation, he quietly put the monitor back into Daisy's bag and took her back to the house.

Watching Daisy enter the building, Luke started the car, still satisfied.

The monitor was made by Dr. Jane and Dr. Schweig together, and it is not top-notch in terms of raw materials, and it certainly cannot be compared with the rich man Luke.

However, both of them have unique insights and research on the theory and practical application of Einstein-Rosen Bridge (that is, wormhole).

It also has a new path in the monitoring algorithm, which can be integrated into Luke's monitoring system.

After driving for a while, Luke completed the adjustment of the monitoring algorithm, and suddenly felt like he had forgotten something.

What did you forget? It certainly doesn't matter, but it's today again... Luke frowned, browsing the memory back.

After a few seconds, he looked relaxed: "It was Daisy's intern. He seemed to have been forgotten on the factory side."

At six o'clock in the evening, he shook his head: "It's such a big man, with a phone, a wallet and a car, he can come back by himself, so I don't need to remind Daisy."

Thinking so, Luke left the intern behind.

Daisy on the other side went upstairs and entered the room, lying on the sofa, exhaling with satisfaction.

After enjoying a high-end afternoon tea, the handsome guy who accompanied him was a bit old, but it was also pleasing to the eye, and it was fun to chat with him.

Unfortunately, Jane didn't know what went wrong!

Dr. Savige who wanted to find her didn't know where to go, even her own intern... well, wait for that intern? Daisy suddenly thought of someone who had been forgotten for hours.

Emmm~ should he know to call? She thought so, decisively gave up thinking about the intern, and continued to recall the good afternoon tea time.

...

The next day, London was calm.

Luke stood outside the police station, watching the flock of flying birds in the sky, and nodded thoughtfully: "Well, not a pigeon. It's... Ou Starling."

Starlings are winter migratory birds that migrate to the warm Mediterranean area each fall.

Today is November 10th, the Chinese lunar calendar has passed Lidong, the beginning of a serious winter.

The swarm of starlings did not know where they were "transmitted" to London.

As he looked up at the flock of birds, Daisy and the unlucky trainee Ian got off the bus not far away and hurried over.

"Sorry Wilson, would you please wait a long time?" Daisy said breathlessly.

Luke looked down, glanced down at the violent focus: "It's okay, I've just arrived."

The body of the Force 120 is so outrageously strong that sleeping is a rare enjoyment for him. Every day, he must force his body to be forced to fall asleep for an hour.

Therefore, after getting up in the early morning, the tertiary avatars wandered around in London without worrying about waiting.

The three men walked towards the police station, and he casually asked: "How do you take the bus?"

Daisy grimaced: "The car is still on the side of the plant. Yesterday the intern lost the key. He almost lost himself."

Luke didn't care about the interns at all, just said: "I'll take you back later."

At the front desk of the temporary detention center, Daisy went up and said that she would bail Dr. Savige, and Luke paid a bail of two thousand pounds.

Neither the poor Daisy nor the intern can get the money, but can only ask him for help, which will be reimbursed by Dr. Schweger afterwards.

But the help was just handy, and Luke himself wanted to look at Dr. Shaweig who was said to be "crazed."

If he can still work, let him continue to study the spatial chaos in London.

Mental illness? It doesn't matter at all.

The genius scientists in Marvel got this as standard-especially before they became villains.

The policeman at the front desk glanced back and forth between Daisy and the intern: "Who is a relative, come and sign."

The intern stood there dumbly without responding.

Daisy put an elbow on his waist, and the smile on her face was murderous: "Please sign to take your father out, classmate Shaweig."

Suddenly, the trainee stammered and smiled at the police officer: "Ah, yes, Eric Schweig should be my dad."

The policeman was expressionless, but just pushed the register in his hand: Seeing the child's nervous look, did the mental illness inherit?

Luke watched silently, not at all using superpowers or making a phone call to get people out.

After all, it was just half an hour of the normal procedure, and secondly Dr. Shaweig was not going to die in the cell immediately.

On the contrary, the postdoctoral doctor did a good job in it.

You don’t have to eat or drink, you don’t have to be exposed to the sun and cold like before, and you can also give quantum mechanics lessons to your companions in the cell.

After a moment, Dr. Schweiger was taken to the front desk.

His upper body was an unsuitable gray sweater, old-fashioned, and looked like donated old clothes.

Underneath a pair of dark blue football shorts, under the smooth calf are men's stockings and leather shoes.

With that expressionless face and dull eyes, it looks like a disabled person.

Daisy squeezed out a smile and waved her hands: "Hey, Dr. Shawig."

"Ah?" Dr. Schavier looked up blankly, not remembering her at all.

Sure enough, it was a science madman, and even women with such great merits as Daisy could forget. Luke vomited.

A moment later, after Daisy self-reported Dr. Jane’s house, his dull gaze became energetic: “It’s you, Daisy? It’s great to see you.”

He said that he was like a grieved baby, hugged Daisy, and he was about to bang.

Savage: "How did you find me?"

The intern on the side picked up the doctor’s personal belongings and heard Yan Yan couldn’t help but intervene: “You’re on TV news, and at Stonehenge, we all saw it.”

Daisy gritted her teeth, feeling that she was facing two companions whose brains were not enough at the same time. She was really desperate: "That classmate, don't hurry up and clean up your "daddy drop" things. UU reading www.uukanshu.com We Take him home."

After a few moments, the four got into Luke's car and returned to Dr. Schweiger's small apartment in London.

As a world-renowned scientist, the news of Guoben is not included, and Dr. Shawig still has a few faces.

In fact, he can get a certain amount of research sponsorship from the Stark Group every quarter.

Wealth is not overwhelming, but it is more difficult than most researchers who have to cut down on food and clothing, at least worry about food, clothing and housing.

That is, the research funding is not enough, because the research funding of scientists is never enough.

While Dr. Schweig was back to normal after being beaten by a psyche, he went to change his clothes, and Luke picked up a few silver-gray long-rod instruments brought back by the intern.

At five o'clock yesterday morning, Dr. Schaviger rode this "hand-made" "science wand" and ran at Stonehenge.

When he was arrested, he also shouted that this was an "artifact" to save the world.