Three-stream detection simulator

If he hadn't remembered that Hercule's injuries hadn't healed, Batman would have sacrificed his sleep time to enter Arkham and communicate with him.

Maybe it's not impossible, after all, the detective himself said that he wouldn't die...

The Dark Knight sat there for a while, and decided to drive to follow the plan of the Joker, taking away the host's five-year-old daughter's cereal bowl and pretending that it was a bomb.

In addition to Harvey Dent, there is another frustrated person in this city.

**

For the next period of time, everyone's schedule was very tight.

Hercule specifically told Batman not to waste resources to treat himself. After all, if you want to fool the Court of Owls, a soulless corpse will be exposed sooner or later, and then you still have to go into battle with your injuries. If you recover too well, he may even consider giving himself a few shots to make it look more decent.

But when he said this, his friend, the vigilante with pointed ears, showed a complicated and faintly relieved expression... Hercule thought he must have seen it wrong.

Three days later, a headline first published in the New York Times attracted widespread attention:

"The Justice League is about to be established! The era of superheroes has officially arrived?"

The main text spent a lot of space introducing the four organizations of the Avengers, the Justice League, the Eye of Heaven, and S.H.I.E.L.D., and mentioned the X-Men and the Mutant Academy, which have been around for many years. But then, the writer did not analyze the pros and cons of this phenomenon, but left the question to the readers of the article.

It is not difficult for people to feel a breath of rapid change in the times.

Many people are not unfamiliar with this. Over the past century, mutants have caused all kinds of turmoil in society. In the eyes of most people, external players like the Hulk and Superman can be classified as more powerful mutants. Although it is troublesome, it is not unheard of.

In addition, Nick Fury and Steve Trevor jointly operated behind the scenes, and the whole news was not as big as the sensation caused by Jobs showing the first iPhone smartphone.

Hercules heard that the Avengers decided to use the Stark Tower, which was completed at the end of the year, as its headquarters, and the Justice League chose Washington as the venue for the meeting.

He did not join any of the superhero teams, but because of his wide circle of friends, Tony Stark and Batman both revealed inside information to him.

Hercule did not want to answer Tony's call, but when he tried to be a middleman to Batman, Batman blocked him for ten minutes.

"..."

At this moment, it can be seen that Bruce Wayne is still a young man.

Hercule, who felt that he was much older than his mental age, finally called Iron Man on the other side of the Gotham River and talked about his recent situation. After he finished speaking, there was silence on the other side for a long time until the intelligent butler of Stark Tower said:

"He is indeed located in Arkham Hospital, sir. And according to the news three days ago, the phone number you received belongs to the crazy and evil criminal 'Joker'."

Tony's comrades heard the words of the intelligent butler. Dr. Banner asked curiously, "Who is in Arkham?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Iron Man, who had been unruly and gave everyone a headache, showing a headache in front of everyone.

"So, I am now colluding with Batman? If the enemy arrives too late, you have to turn yourself into a corpse... Wait, what does a corpse look like?! Friday, hack into the Joker's phone."

Smart Butler: "That phone has a firewall that Batman set up for Mr. Hercule Hugo before he died."

Damn 'before he died', you got into the role a little too fast!

Hercule heard it. Not only did he hear it, he also said thank you: "Thank you very much, Mr. Friday."

The smart housekeeper also said very warmly: "You're welcome, Mr. Joker, this is what I should do."

Tony: "...Tear down the firewall."

Smart housekeeper: "Batman will definitely find out..."

Tony: "He will only bother me, and will not embarrass you, an artificial intelligence, tear it down!"

The smart housekeeper worked tirelessly, and said after a few seconds: "The relevant video files have been searched in Mr. Joker's mobile phone. Do you want to play it on the public screen, sir?"

Iron Man glanced at his colleagues behind him warily.

Then he said: "No, open a small window for me."

Everyone saw him covering the virtual screen with his hands, watching a few minutes of video like a minor hiding in the quilt playing with a mobile phone. Then he looked up and pulled out the conversation window, asking the person on the other side: "Tell me, what gave you the courage to stand at the gambling table?"

"Maybe it's the god of death who has repeatedly spared me." Hercule let the smart butler control his phone, patiently waiting for Tony to finish reading, and then answered humorously, "If others don't have the confidence like me, it is not recommended to imitate easily."

Tony: "..."

"Any variable may affect the current situation." Hercule tactfully reminded him not to get involved, "So I'm sorry, I can't travel to New York in the near future."

"Travel?" Tony asked sharply, "Are you really from Gotham?"

Hercule didn't expect him to suddenly bring up this topic: "No, I'm not anywhere."

"That's great." Iron Man said, "New York may not be your birthplace, but it can be your eternal home."

Hercules:?

At first he thought it was an inexplicable, touching and embarrassing lyrical sentence.

As a result, Tony said the next second: "Friday, where is the most expensive cemetery in New York? I bought it."

He turned around with anger and excitement, but not sadness at all, and said to his colleagues and Hercules: "Everyone, this matter is related to everyone. The detective you all know, my friend, Hercule Hugo, died a few days ago at the hands of a super criminal... What was his name? How can a villain disappear as soon as he appeared? Oh, Joker, he died at the hands of the Joker."

"Anyway, I bought a cemetery and plan to find the detective's body and bury it, and then hold a small funeral. Who of you wants to attend?"

From his tone, it seems that it is not a funeral, but a disco at the grave.

Fury, who got the news, rushed over quickly.

Tony had calmed down a lot by then. He lay there staring at the ceiling with an expressionless face, looking a bit grief-stricken.

Fury couldn't help but believe it: "Did he really get into trouble?"

Tony didn't answer, but asked: "The funeral is already being prepared. Do you want to attend? I can give you a ticket."

"This shouldn't be... Don't detectives have the attribute of immortality?" Fury still couldn't figure it out. He touched his eye mask and combined with some of his own tricks, he figured out another possibility, "Is he faking his death?"

Iron Man couldn't help but sit up and looked at the director of SHIELD with an unpredictable expression. After a while, he came to the conclusion: This must be a commonality between wicked people, not that the detective and Fury have some kind of telepathy.

"I received news that he is dead. You can go or not. Anyway, the funeral is scheduled for the night after tomorrow, and there are not many people invited to attend."

"Go." Fury agreed decisively, "Isn't the two-day preparation time a bit tight?"

Tony: "I can't wait to see his name appear on the grave."

Fury:?

As it turned out, two days were not enough to get Hercule's body from Batman. There can't be two detectives in the world, so this prop that will expose the plan was placed in the Batcave, and it would scare Dick every day when he went downstairs to change clothes in the middle of the night.

Batman disagreed with burying the body in the ground, but he was willing to attend Hercule's funeral, and even solemnly asked for leave from Superman and Wonder Woman for this purpose.

His acting was much more sincere than Iron Man's, and no one could detect anything wrong from the dark eyes, the downturned corners of his mouth, the anxious grinding of his teeth and the clenched fists.

Superman was very confused when he heard the news, and he approached and asked his future (suspected not human) colleague in a friendly manner:

"The main members of the Justice League are not in a hurry to be decided, do you need help? Hercule may not be dead, I'm going to Gotham now to use my X-sight and super hearing..."

"No." Batman answered without thinking, and added after a while, "Thank you. No need to bother, I... we all saw his body."

His answer was just right and reluctant.

However, if there is no cover-up, this reluctance will increase tenfold.

The selection of people to attend the small-scale funeral was hastily decided without the consent of the person concerned - the person who should lie in the grave. Hercule was sitting on the hospital bed and learned the news with a subtle mood. He had a feeling that if everything was not acting but real, the Joker would definitely be particularly excited to force the half-dead detective to listen to his own funeral live broadcast.

Confirming death and burying is the beginning of severing contact with the world.

After the funeral, he became a name, a photo, and a story. They would not try to find him again, but warned themselves not to immerse themselves in sadness until time washed everything away and forgotten. From this moment on, it was truly the end of the road, at the mercy of others.

Tony, you did a good job.

Hercule simultaneously replaced the Joker and the detective in the false scene, feeling the twisted happiness of the former and the pain of the latter. After savoring it, he was very interested in giving advice to the funeral planning team: "Mr. Iron Man, can I decide my own epitaph?"

Tony: "No, please always remember that you are a dead man."

Dead people have no human rights.

It's too dark for the Joker to decide the epitaph for the detective.

"Batman asked you to be prepared." He conveyed the message for the Gotham vigilante who didn't want to talk to Hercule for some reason, "He said that there was something wrong with Harvey Dent, and the guards of Arkham were bribed. The enemy should come to see you in the next two days."

Alas.

Hercule did experience the inconvenience of death.

No matter how good the Arkham's small kitchen is, it is very boring to eat for so many days. In addition, the wounds that have not been treated for a long time are a little inflamed. The pain and nothing to do aggravate his obsessive-compulsive disorder and smoking addiction. Only taking out the chessboard to play Minesweeper can relieve a little mental stress.

Before the funeral, Hercule looked around the ward and finally dismantled a metal bar at the head of the bed and aimed at his right hand.

At this time, the benefits of being unconscious were reflected. Otherwise, why do you say that you should consider the long-term when doing anything?

When he was hitting his own body with the iron pipe, he had thought about how to act more like a madman, but not cause too much damage when he really needed to inflict a wound.

The wound on his lower back was already there, and he could create a similar one at any time.

Even if the corpse was slightly different from the one in the video sent to the Court of Owls, he could explain it by saying that he had been recuperating for nearly a week and that new injuries covered old ones.

After easily completing the knocking task, Hercule used his other hand to send a text message to Harleen, asking her if she wanted to take a certain risk and participate.

There was no way, the sober detective and the Joker could not appear at the same time, so the Joker could not appear in Arkham. It just so happened that he had just provoked Batman and the police on TV, so it was reasonable to not be at home at this time, but he had to have a helper to keep an eye on the hostages in the asylum to gain people's trust.

Hercule felt that the character of Harley Quinn, who had appeared in front of the Court of Owls, could be a girl who fell into madness after being hurt and bewitched by the Joker. If she could behave abnormally enough, others would not expect to get information from her, but this would be a test of her acting skills.

...So the Joker girl, with twin ponytails, swinging a sledgehammer and thick foundation that could not be dissolved, returned to the arena.

"I carefully referred to the circus clown makeup and improved my last makeup."

Harin raised her red lips and showed the detective a nervous smile: "How is it this time?"

Damn, it's too realistic. Hercule almost thought that the real clown had crawled out of the pool of tears of extinction.

He looked around and confirmed that everything was ready, so he tried every means to make himself look more dying, and then lay down on the bed. The sheets and the floor are now covered with blood, some of which is plasma provided by the hospital, just like a crime scene.

Harin stood by and asked honestly: "If Xibi Da is not here, wouldn't it be a little too easy to control you?"

She knew that the detective's cat was very lethal, but it was nowhere to be seen.

Hercule thought and asked her back: "Want to give it a try? Well... I can be your mentor, but someone should have told you that you must be cautious when choosing a major."

Harin asked carefully: "Will I delay my graduation?"

Hercule encouraged her: "You are still young, give it a try bravely."

"...I'm sorry." Harin felt a chill on the back of her neck and apologized, "I want to be a good person more."

They spent a boring day and night together. Hercule thought that his standby action of shortening the trigger interval was more tormenting than the wound. On the contrary, Harlin was very interested in his small movements that he could not control from time to time, and felt a bit like seeing a classic case of a professional course.

"What caused this?" She asked with curiosity, "Psychological effect?"

Hercule quietly became a dead person and ignored her.

On the night of the funeral, Harin really turned on the computer of the 'clown' to play a live broadcast for Hercule, and they enjoyed the scene of more than a dozen invited people entering the venue with relish.

Just as the background music funeral march was about to end, strange fluctuations came from the room. Harleen jumped up, raised her hammer and pistol, and asked sharply, "Who's there?!"

The black-haired, green-eyed young man who suddenly appeared raised his hands at her questioning. He was thin and had a nonchalant smile on his face:

"Don't be nervous, Harley Quinn. You may not know me, but you have to believe that I am in the same group with you."

Then he turned his head and stared at Hercule for a while.

Muttered to himself in a low voice: "Is it really him...?"