Three-stream detection simulator

"I'm Batman!" the Batarang said cheerfully. It sounded much younger than the Batlasso and Batmobile, and it should have been manufactured recently.

No, not really.

If you have something to say, put down the batarang.

Hercule stopped and turned around reluctantly, adjusted his mood, and raised his voice to say to Batman: "Good morning, the weather in Gotham City is nice today. I'm so glad to see you here!"

"Oh," after the perfunctory greetings, he glanced at the back seat of the Batmobile with feigned surprise and noticed the fist marks on Harvey's face, "Isn't this Harvey? Why is Mr. Prosecutor still sleeping? It seems that he It was a colorful, arduous and memorable night.”

Batman: "..."

First, the weather forecast said there would be light rain in the morning.

Secondly, Harvey is now lying unconscious on the seat. Hercule must bear at least half of the responsibility, and the other half is Harvey's own fault and hit the detective's gun.

"You too, last night was very urgent for everyone, with all kinds of accidents happening one after another. But you were not only awake and energetic, but you also had time to come and pay attention to my progress."

Hercule took the initiative to walk to the co-pilot, opened the door, and praised, "The Dark Knight's willpower is simply stronger than the source of the criminal traces that hit Harvey's face."

"..."

The batarang said leisurely in the voice of its master: "You are in Yin Yang One, Batman. He is so angry that he will explode. He wants to take you back to the Batcave for treatment, and he also wants to dissect you. Run, run, or I will fly to you." feet!"

Hercule couldn't help but look at it. What kind of king of limericks is this? And was Batman originally divided into numbers one, two, and three?

However, it was not easy to communicate with Batarang at the moment. From the corner of his eye, he saw Batman clenching the hand of Batarang tightly, and added to the humans present: "On the other hand, your emotional management should be better than your time management ability, so I decided to jump Let’s go straight to the business while praising your achievements—I need to go back to the Central Station under the clock tower. Since your car is parked here, you must be planning to save me a quarter of an hour of walking time.”

The whereabouts of the Joker must be concealed, but the labyrinth of Central Station and the Court of Owls will be revealed sooner or later, so it doesn't matter whether it is revealed or not. After turning left and reaching the end of the maze, the path inside the cave becomes more complicated, with many physical and supernatural obstacles. Hercule had Gotham leading the way and walked for a long time before finding the clown at the edge of the Lazarus Pool. Even if others entered the tunnel, they would not be able to reach the same destination.

Batman waited for Hercule to adjust his posture and sit down much slower than usual in order to minimize the pain in his back.

Then he ignited the engine and stepped on the accelerator, asking, "What did the Batarang say to you?"

"It praised your dart throwing skills and used my feet as an example." Hercule said, "Where is the body?"

"The trunk. What's its origin?"

"I'm not sure." Hercule briefly recounted part of what happened when he saw the clown last night. "Its existence may be a secret, but I always feel that my corpse is not particularly worthy of attention. If you want to dissect or perform For other research, you can do whatever you want.”

"...Have you not considered that it might be connected to you?" Batman asked, "What if someone could hurt you through this body?"

Hercule asked, "Do you think I will die?"

Batman stopped talking.

After a while, he asked: "Besides auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations, what else do you think is unreasonable?"

Hercule said calmly: "Nothing else, maybe motion sickness. My two eyes see different things, especially when traveling at high speed - ugh!"

He held the armrest and retched for a moment, then closed his eyes and threw out of his mind the magical scene of rapid changes on both sides he had just seen.

After the uncomfortable feeling passed, he said optimistically: "Fortunately, I haven't had time to eat breakfast yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the drawer in front opened automatically, and a still-steaming sandwich lay inside.

Batman: "Alfred made it, he said you'd like it."

Hercule was quite surprised, and hesitantly picked up the sandwich as he did not want to live up to this sentiment.

After a few seconds, he put the sandwich down, held his stomach and said rationally: "I'd better eat it later."

The batarang hanging on Batman's waist suddenly shouted:

"detective!"

"Listen to me: Harvey Dent is currently overheated, has several nightmares, and has to barely open his eyes to look at me. How do I know about his changes? Because I am Batman."

Hercule's Cufflinks was very dissatisfied after hearing this: "It must be sick! Why do you talk like that?"

Batarang responded slowly: "Obviously you suppressed my rhyme, but you still think I'm noisy."

Hercule's mouth twitched as he heard this.

He no longer felt that the auditory hallucinations in the 'Inland Empire' were made up in his head. If he could spontaneously imagine this kind of conversation, Hercule would rather go to Arkham to live for a few days now.

In the back seat, Harvey's fingers twitched a few times. A sharp alarm sounded in Hercule's heart, and he asked Batman: "Can you lend me a batarang?"

His cufflinks were for fear that the world would be in chaos: "Kill him, detective, and we will have no worries anymore! Please raise your arms higher when you do it, otherwise I can't see you."

There were only two sober people in the car, and Batman didn't talk much yet, but Inland Empire managed to create a wet market atmosphere.

Hercule couldn't bear it anymore, and without waiting for Batman to answer, he used the hand that wasn't holding the Heart of Machine to touch a familiar steel pipe from the floor of the back seat, raised it and hit Harvey's head!

"..."

Batman glances sideways!

Cufflinks observed it carefully for a moment and sighed contentedly: "I fainted again. Don't worry, he won't know that it was you who did it, and he will only resent Batman."

Hercule's forehead jumped and he said to Batman: "Please forgive me, this is its opinion, not mine. I just think that Harvey is not suitable to wake up now and choose the most appropriate method temporarily... Oh, I forgot No, you can't hear it."

He fell silent.

The car was eerily quiet for a moment, and both Batarang and Cufflinks closed their mouths at the right moment.

Until the station, the two adults in the front row didn't speak.

Hercule decided to maintain this awkward silence to the end. After he got off the bus, he followed the familiar route to the station. The earliest train would not arrive for another two hours. There was still no one on the platform and the tracks were empty.

Batman was not far behind him, and saw Hercule crossing the track, opening the secret door, and arriving at the underground maze of the Court of Owls.

This time there was no help from Hibida, and the explosive was not stable enough. After turning to the right, Hercule could only follow the curve in the maze. He led Batman forward in a twists and turns, his steps getting slower and slower as he got further back.

Twenty minutes later, Hercule made a pause gesture: "Wait a moment."

There was a little more sweat on his forehead. Batman raised the flashlight high and shined a light on his face. He knew what was going on without checking: "Hypotension caused by blood loss. If you continue, you will lie with the corpse."

Hercule said nonchalantly: "I'm a little curious about how I can survive at that time."

Isn’t it a medical miracle?

And if he sets the skill 'Absolute Rationality' to a high level, he won't even lose consciousness.

An analogy to the situation in a single-player game is that the character is [theoretically] seriously injured in a certain task, but the player ignores it and runs to do other tasks in the middle. In the process, he jumps up and down, kicks left and right, as if nothing is wrong.

But if the person is seriously injured and on the verge of death in reality, how can the body maintain its functions and recover from it?

Or is it actually a blood lock, he will only be injured to a certain extent, and then it will not continue to get worse anyway?

After a few more minutes, Hercule's heart palpitations slowed down a lot. He stepped forward again and shared his thoughts with Batman:

"If it is the latter situation, it means that there may be some kind of self-healing mechanism in my body, but it is not like the Dionysus factor in the clown's body, which will completely restore the host. Or maybe my body's state will be fixed at a certain level. moment, and refreshed quickly at a frequency that ordinary people could not detect, so the additional damage had no effect on me. "

"The golden hourglass." Batman thought of the golden poison that Hercule stuffed into his pipe. "You said that it is most likely the reaction force of the Speed ​​Force, pointing to stillness and death. The hourglass will stop flowing when it encounters you. Maybe it represents a static state of being 'alive', so you won't die - but this fixed state is not shared with the other you brought by the clown."

Hercule recalled the feeling when he hit the corpse, which was similar to hitting Harvey on the head: "Not necessarily. When I first saw it, it was definitely not alive, but it was not dead either. You should have seen it from With the fresh blood flowing out of its body, I think it seems to be in some kind of 'standby mode'."

"'Backup mode'? So you think it is unimportant, similar to a spare tire?" Batman raised his eyebrows, "But there is a paradox here, if you will not be killed causally and at the same time 'alive' The status is fixed..."

Hercule Interface: "Why do I need a spare body?"

"This is indeed a problem. Maybe my intuition is wrong. It is just a corpse in a strange state from a parallel universe and cannot be resurrected with the Lazarus Pool."

Even if the inspiration is close to 90, you may get biased clues, "If the clown could tell me where he got it, the difficulty would be solved, but it's a pity..."

He did not finish this sentence, because after reaching the end of the maze, a clearing appeared, and in the center of the clearing stood a dog.

——It’s The Dog.

It still maintains the appearance of a pug, and it seems that there are no plans to change breeds during this time. Under the folds between the brows, the wet black eyes looked up melancholy at a forty-five-degree angle, facing the only white beam of light coming from the ceiling in the darkness, just like a fucking Disney stage play.

The pug's triangular black ears drooped on both sides of its head, and the corners of its mouth were curved downwards more significantly than the Batman behind Hercule.

"You came, but it was a little later than I thought." It did not open its mouth, but the voice reached Hercule's ears clearly, "This girl almost died, so I came over to take a look."

It took two steps back and sat down, leaving the floor under its feet surrounded by a circular aperture. Hercule refused to get closer, so he stood there and observed from a distance, and found that the ground was transparent, like ice, and lying inside was a very familiar woman with her eyes closed.

Hercule's expression was subtle: "...you used the blood of Shania Fordham, who was taken away by the Court of Owls, to send me that distress letter with 'HELP' written on it? Is she still alive?"

Chairman Gou didn't need to respond. The system prompt sounded directly in his ears, proving that the main mission was completed.

Batman behind him was full of doubts: "-Are you talking to that dog?"