Three-stream detection simulator

Hercules reviewed the plan again and felt that there would be no problem. Everything was under control.

The branch lines that Washington could trigger had been basically pushed through. If he wanted to explore further, what was about to happen later was not part of the part that could be broadcast on regular channels - for example, planting a flag on the top of the White House to declare the independence of the state - although there was a chance that it would be very cool and efficient, it would easily cause sanctions from multiple parties and lead to the result of being harmonized.

So he decided to stop very cautiously and ended the chaos with an explosion in the Hall of Justice.

Norman Osborn packed up his things first and prepared to go to California to check the situation in advance. He knew that when things had developed to this point, it was a foregone conclusion that the Osborn Group would be regarded as betraying Argos, and there was no benefit in turning around and angering the Joker. In fact, he didn't really want to cooperate with the Joker, but he was really afraid that this madman would shoot everyone indiscriminately from behind...

Norman knew the situation and cherished his life. Backstabbing the Joker required the right time, right place, and right people. He had nothing now, so he might as well hide for a while. In his opinion, the Joker also needed his power to help. The two could get what they needed and barely maintain a balance.

So before the army arrived, he reached an agreement with Hercule, and after a little disguise, he was picked up by friendly forces in the government and transferred back to the private airport of the New York base camp. When no one was paying attention, he used a fake identity to report his destination to the Federal Aviation Administration, and then immediately took off to California.

As soon as he left, the number of people left in Washington was suddenly reduced by half. Hercule had to carefully calculate and let the remaining people act in batches to attract the righteous people who were involved and wanted to punish the Joker. Even if he couldn't do it, at least he would slow down their speed, so that everyone would not arrive too timely and affect the Joker's blasting operations.

In this way, he stayed in the Hall of Justice for a little longer than expected. The government had ample opportunities to respond and coordinate. The number of anti-terrorist forces gathered in Washington increased. Looking at the sea of ​​people, those who didn't know thought that a small war had broken out in the capital.

The Joker came in glory and left in a grand manner.

Hercule looked at the fading green hair in the mirror and thought seriously: I will use you well next time I have the chance.

At this time, he was the only one left in the Hall of Justice.

The multi-row group explosive packs used for blasting were placed not far behind him. In order to reduce the cost of reconstruction and increase the viewing experience as much as possible, Hercule strictly carried out micro-difference control and simulation, and determined that the required amount of explosives was about one ton. The fuse was deliberately set shorter for the safety of others, only more than 200 meters.

The only factor that made him painful was that in order to meet the above requirements, the explosive packs had a fixed arrangement method, and the parameters such as distance and quantity were all particular, which meant that the results they presented were completely inconsistent with his digital obsession.

As long as he looked at it one more time, Hercule Hugo would truly leave this cruel world.

He placed the coffee cup with residual base liquid on one of the explosive packs to make the overall structure look more pleasing to the eye, then grabbed the detonator, half-closed his eyes and turned away.

But at this moment, a question suddenly came out from the hall behind him, which should have been empty:

"Are you just going to leave like this, detective?"

...

Hercules stopped. His heartbeat accelerated, half because he had never expected that someone out of the plan would appear here, and the other five points were because the person who made the sound was very special.

A few seconds later, he smiled - it was Hercules's laughter, not the clown's - turned around and said with emotion: "We haven't seen each other for a while, Harvey, to be honest, you shouldn't be here."

Cherish life and stay away from the scene of the clown's madness, no matter which clown it is.

In contrast to the strong emotions contained in the words of the visitor, Hercules sounded very calm. His heartbeat was still unbalanced, but he put his hand holding the detonator behind his back without attracting attention, and he had time to think about how to get rid of the person as soon as possible.

However, the more Hercules acted as if nothing had happened, the more Harvey gritted his teeth. He stood under the not-so-strong light of the Hall of Justice, his heart ached from his chest to his forehead, he felt suffocated by lack of oxygen, dizzy, and even had an illusory burning sensation on his forehead and back, like being scorched by the sun.

Thinking had become a luxury. Harvey was so angry that he was completely acting on instinct. He stared at the 'clown' without missing a beat, holding the devil mask with one hand, inserting his index finger into the eye hole, turning it twice and then putting it on his face to cover up his overly inappropriate expression at the moment:

"You thought wrong, detective. You are back from the dead, and I am no longer the person I used to be."

This sentence contained some bad hints similar to 'Two-Face is not dead'. Hercule understood it, and his expression finally froze for a moment, and his voice became much higher: "Impossible, how could you..."

The next moment, he reacted in Harvey's happy eyes, and the following words turned into a sigh: "Alas, this joke is not very clever, Harvey. I still believe that you are an upright person, but you always doubt yourself, whether it is your ability, position, or the reliability of the people around you."

Hercule's heartfelt words undoubtedly achieved the opposite effect.

Harvey didn't know how he controlled his body.

His mind went blank, his muscles began to tremble, and he had to hold the coins in his pocket tightly to suppress the urge to vent. After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "After you did all these things and hid it from me, it is rare for us to meet in such a majestic and meaningful building, and you just You just want to say this to me?”

When he said this, he tried his best to put on a nonchalant, sarcastic smile, but unfortunately he failed.

——What about your commendable sense of justice when facing others? ! Don't you feel guilty?

The detective looked at him calmly, his lips pressed tightly together, almost coldly.

The cheap hair dye I bought at the convenience store didn't last long. It had faded due to the wind and rain in recent days, revealing some haggard white ends. Hercule buttoned the middle button of his suit to block the blood stains on the light-colored vest underneath. One of his hands was behind his back, and the other hand was hanging on the side of his thigh. His index finger twitched from time to time, but it was not obvious.

After Harvey asked that question, there was silence in the hall for a while, and then Hercule spoke again - he almost stuttered, but used modal particles to cover it up in time:

"Okay, Harvey, I want to apologize to you. Please believe that I have been preparing to explain the whole thing to you for a long time with sincerity and guilt, and the current situation is not suitable for a long discussion. Do you mind if we continue How about making an appointment a little later?”

This is of course a lie, but Hercule has always been able to tell lies very sincerely.

Unfortunately, the other person's anger completely exceeded the threshold, and Harvey was not prepared to follow his words this time.

Devil's Mask, Hercule, all I know is that I'm here to stop the Joker. "

After the words fell, Harvey took out his pistol, aimed at the other person's forehead and fired a blank bullet. At the same time, he stepped forward and punched with 100% of his strength, planning to knock the detective to the ground when he lost his balance while trying to dodge.

As a result, Hercule did not dodge the non-existent bullet.

He seemed to have known that Harvey wouldn't be able to shoot, but he didn't expect that Harvey would actually hit people - so he received a punch half a beat later, staggered back a few steps, and subconsciously reached out to hold on to the person next to him. There will be explosives representing the golden legend in the game.

The detonator fell to the ground between the two men.

Harvey was also stunned for a moment. He originally wanted it to be a slap in the face, something less lethal and more insulting, symbolizing their lost friendship. However, Hercule did not duck down, so he made a mistake in judging the height, and the fist landed just below the ribs.

When Hercule bent over due to the force of the impact, the buttons that were loosely fastened together in the middle of the suit were loosened in a large movement, and the wet blood stains on the vest underneath spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"...!!"

Harvey was still shocked at how his fist could be so powerful, but Hercule did not lose consciousness.

His tolerance for pain has increased to a new level in recent days. Even though he felt the wound on his back burst and blood flowing down his waist, he didn't even blink. He simply lay down and picked up the detonator. Planning to follow up with another roll to get away from the enraged Harvey.

However, the problem is that his body is really not suitable for any physical work that requires skill and strength.

So what should have been a flexible movement of falling to the ground turned into a very honest and heavy fall. Things got a little out of control now. Hercule was hit by his own weight so much that his vision went black. At the same time, he keenly heard the sound of wind coming from behind his forehead, and he immediately said:

"I am willing to surrender, Mr. Prosecutor. Your behavior is completely consistent with the laws and regulations, and is a well-deserved role model for the American judicial community. If possible, please also abide by the spirit of humanity and treat prisoners preferentially. I will be grateful."

"..." Damn it, these ironic words were actually a little more true than Hercule saying he was 'guilty'.

Harvey gritted his teeth and clenched one hand into a fist, but the other hand did not obey his brain and tried to pull Hercule up in a very flattering, defeated and useless way.

Then he focused his eyes on the deep red blood stain that even the clown-colored suit pants couldn't cover up. His anger that had not subsided was already mixed with a little worry and doubt:

"What the hell are you-"

"Dear Harvey," the detective who helped him get up from the ground suddenly interrupted, "I have to warn you that if you want to win the final victory, it is important not to let down your guard at any time. On the other hand, for I feel really guilty for faking my death in front of you and hiding it until today, but to be honest, I don’t regret it.”

Harvey's hair suddenly stood on end!

He wanted to identify the direction from which the danger came, but he saw that the coffee cup that Hercule had just accidentally knocked out when he was supporting the wall turned around and fell from the sky in a way that was completely inconsistent with the laws of physics!

With a bang, Harvey suffered a severe blow to the back of his head and fell to the ground in disbelief.

"well."

Hercule looked at his unconscious old friend sadly and apologized again, "I'm sorry, Harvey, but if you calm down you will realize that the current situation is particularly urgent."

The army outside is about to enter the explosion range!

In order to convince Harvey physically as soon as possible, he had no choice but to open the system panel and bind the lv.1 'forced control' skill to the 'one hit' skill of the physical branch.

The skill description of forced dominance is:

[You can allocate a skill point to a skill that cannot be used due to insufficient attributes, and use it briefly.

Duration: 1 minute.

Cooldown: 7 days. 】

This skill has a long CD. He originally wanted to save it for later use, so as not to find that the skill is stuck in the cooldown period when he wants to use it at a critical moment. But no matter what, the lives of Harvey Dent and the innocent are important enough, and Hercule's conscience hurts, so the prosecutor does not need to be grateful this time.

As one of the few useful people, Hibida is thousands of miles away. Although he rushed back immediately after receiving the news, he still did not have time to participate in the friendship boat overturning scene. After all, if Harvey did not appear, Hercule would be enough to finish it alone, and keeping Hibida around would be a waste of resources.

Now...

Hercule said: "Mr. Hibida, if you don't come again, I will have to use my sick body to protect my unlucky friend from being injured by explosives."

A shrill cat cry sounded outside the window.

A black shadow rushed in at the speed of light, rolled up the prosecutor and the detective and ran away. Hercule waited until it ran a certain distance and then pressed the button, causing a huge cloud of dust and flames to rise behind them.