Three-stream detection simulator

The first is the ‘acute senses’ that has the most distinct presence in the first section of the main mission. At level 1, it can determine the line of sight focused on Hercule, but the range is extremely wide, and sometimes even the casual glances of passers-by are included. It has little application value in areas with large flow of people or in outdoor environments.

It would be nice if he could directly mark the master of his sight after reaching level 2... But Hercule thought about it and knew that it was impossible. Or does lv.2 increase the judgment of eavesdropping? It's quite useful, but the demand doesn't seem to be that high.

Let's take a look at the skills on the main attribute intelligence branch first...'Erudition and Strong Knowledge' and 'Logical Reasoning', both of which are passive but have a weak sense of existence but are actually very useful. They seem to be non-existent. It takes effect every second. If Hercule decides to pursue a career as a detective, the upgrade will definitely not be a loss.

Knowledge level 2 begins to involve the supernatural. Will reaching the full level allow you to directly understand the origin of the world? The setting of logical reasoning is also very subtle. After reaching the level, it will not be like the common two-dimensional detective setting to see the truth at a glance...

However, what makes Hercule hesitate is actually the third skill on the intelligence branch, which is currently still lv.0's 'Absolute Rationality'. This is a passive that will be triggered under extreme circumstances. It is not originally cost-effective, but its in-game effect is to maintain a sense of consciousness when confusion is caused by external factors such as continuous hits, charms, drugs, fear, etc.!

After the baptism of divine induction just now, Hercule is willing to call it a life-saving technique. After all, there is a high probability of death if you lose consciousness in another Gotham.

As for completely giving up the use of the mechanical heart and celestial induction, it is not feasible. Let alone the difficulties that may be encountered in the future. As a detective—even though he is a fresh detective—Hercule has a wealth of knowledge about solving puzzles. interest. Curiosity means to despise the enemy strategically, and sincerity means to pay attention to the enemy tactically. In short, it means to be fully armed before testing.

Hercule was faced with a difficult choice. Should we be more conservative and upgrade 'sharp senses' or 'logical reasoning' first, or should we be prepared and turn on 'absolute rationality'?

It’s so hard to want to smoke a pipe.

"drop--"

Just then, the cheap flip phone he had thrown on the bed vibrated and screamed. This backward technology product has advantages that new era smartphones cannot match, such as being detachable, resistant to falling, and having a loud voice. Hercule was already suffering from a faint headache, but at this moment he felt the sound of his phone's notification sound like the suona played at his funeral. He rushed over and pressed the answer button in agony.

"Hercules?"

It's Harvey Dent. After Shania Fordham was arrested, he gained immeasurable popularity in all walks of life as one of the heroes, and it was said that he was expected to be promoted to the district attorney soon. Sometimes it's not a good thing to be too pushy, after all, he will be the first to succeed, but at least now, he is in the stage of success in his career.

As a politician, Harvey was very good at communicating when he wanted to make friends. Hercule had exchanged mobile phone numbers with him, and this was the blessing: "Good morning, Harvey. What's up?"

"You sound like you just woke up. It's already afternoon." Harvey Dent said energetically, "I want to meet you to talk about something. Do you have time?"

Hercule said weakly: "There is only one thing that needs to be done."

Harvey said sensitively: "You have no money to pay the property fee?"

Hercule: "..."

Isn’t it possible that the concept of poverty has spread all over Gotham?

Shania Fordham's words, "Dream on, you poor devil" were simply deafening. Even though there were not many people present at the time, Hercule also had a vague suspicion that this conversation had spread among the relevant people along with his reasoning. According to legend.

He corrected Harvey angrily: "No - you don't need to pay property fees when renting a house."

The two of them were silent for a moment. Hercule asked: "I am now faced with a multiple-choice question. Suppose there are two options, one is safe but boring, and the other is enterprising but may face an insurmountable opponent and pay a high price. If it were you, What would you choose?"

"I flip a coin...?" Harvey's voice became hesitant and serious, "Hercule, are you in trouble?"

God flip a fucking coin.

Hercule had a hunch that Gotham's deputy prosecutor was not as reliable as he seemed. He couldn't help but change the subject: "What trouble can I get into? The latest commission has been completed. If you have something to discuss, you can directly set a time and place. I will go out now."

"Then let's meet at the cafe two streets away from where you live in the old city." Harvey said, "What I want to talk to you about is exactly related to your Kamijou commission."

"No problem..." Hercule sat down again within two seconds of standing up. He hammered his right knee hard and said vaguely, "But I may have to arrive later. It's a little awkward to walk today. convenient."

"?" Harvey on the other side of the phone glanced at the people around him, "We can go find you."

"No need." Hercule rejected it flatly. He felt that the current layout of the room was not suitable for exhibitions. "I will come right away."

The phone hangs up. The young man with black hair and blue eyes sitting next to Harvey asked: "What happened to him?"

Harvey shrugged: "I don't know. Why don't you ask later?"

"Forget it." The young man thought thoughtfully, "It's better not to mention such privacy-related issues."

There is no way to find out anyway. If necessary, it is better to directly investigate using extraordinary means.

**

Hercule walked two streets for half an hour, and there were people selling wheelchairs to him on the road.

When he arrived at the appointed place, he found a familiar person sitting opposite Harvey - Bruce Wayne wearing sunglasses. Speaking of Shania's case, there is another detail that Hercule couldn't figure out. That is, if Bruce Wayne carried out a big clean-up operation after discovering that there was a mole in the company, why would he continue to do so after taking power? Pretend to be the mole himself and continue to have contact with Corbin and Shania?

This question is not particularly important to the main mission. Hercule could have understood it as a eccentricity of the rich and put it behind him. However, after meeting Bruce himself today, the vague and unanswered mystery has not yet been solved. The sense of disobedience resurfaced, making him feel as uncomfortable as seeing a red dot on his phone that couldn't be clicked off.

But it wasn't just Hercule who felt something was wrong, Harvey Dent also frowned when he raised his head and saw him.

The deputy prosecutor who was in the spotlight looked at Hercule, hesitated, turned his head and whispered to Bruce, not knowing what he was talking about. After hearing this, Bruce raised his eyebrows and whispered back, and then Harvey began to look at Hercule with a hesitant expression.

Hercule:?

The bonus given by the police station was put to good use. He went to the second-hand store and bought a new coat and a round hat (I don't know why the equipment bought with krypton gold refused to add attribute points). The previous one came with the hat. Sent to the dry cleaners.

The temperature in Gotham was as high as 28 degrees during the day, and Hercule's coat even had two buttons on. When he walked over, Harvey couldn't help but take a sip of the iced Americano on the table. Bruce picked up the cafe's flyer and started Fan.

"..." Hercule asked politely, "It's a rare sunny day. First of all, congratulations on your promotion, Harvey. What do you two want from me? What were you talking about just now?"

Harvey coughed and looked at the detective strangely: "I do have hope of being promoted to prosecutor, but how do you know? The voting hasn't started yet."

Hercule pretended to be surprised and asked: "What, didn't Mr. Wayne next to you decide to vote for you?"

"Well, that's what happened." Bruce fanned a little faster, "But I swear to God, I didn't tell anyone except the butler."

Hercule poured himself a glass of boiled water. The tableware, glasses and a few decorations next to the kettle were clearly placed normally, but his eyelids jumped as he saw them, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and move them one by one. But in order to remain polite and avoid arousing suspicion, he did nothing. He just sat there and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers rather impatiently, and said in a covert manner:

"I'm sorry, Harvey, maybe I should pretend not to know and wait for you to share the joy with us when the dust settles."

Harvey didn't notice anything strange about him - the prosecutor was furious because of a baggage that was thrown away before he had time to shake it off: "So it was inferred? You are so annoying, why did I offend you?"

Bruce smiled, glanced at the table and Hercule's hand that twitched unnaturally from time to time under the cover of sunglasses, and then began to observe the detective who had not seen him for several days: "You shouldn't speak ill of him in front of me, haha dimension."

Harvey: "When did I-"

Hercule interrupted: "What did he say?"

In the background of Harvey's argument, Bruce said: "He suspects you are taking hallucinogens. Is this true?"

Hercule's gray-green eyes suddenly became sharp. He pressed the brim of his hat again, pulled out a chair, sat down, and asked nonchalantly: "Of course not, why do you think so?"

"You can't blame me." Harvey took two more sips of coffee to cover up his embarrassment. "First of all, I feel that with your ability, you shouldn't live such a...restricted life." He originally wanted to say 'so poor that you're scum' or something like that. slang, but couldn't help but save some face for the detective, "And I heard that many people in your profession will pursue inspiration and sensory stimulation so much that they ignore the effects of ergodiethylamine on the body. Cough, I mean , you don’t look good right now.”

Bruce felt that Harvey was indeed a person who was born to make a living in politics. He clearly wanted to say that Hercule looked abnormal, but when he spoke, he took a different turn.

——I really lack inspiration, and the way to get inspiration may not be healthier than hallucinogens. Hercule twitched the corner of his mouth and said from the bottom of his heart: "It's all Gotham's fault."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after he said this, the wind around him suddenly became louder, blowing the leaflet in Bruce's hand like a vague complaint. The hairs on the back of Hercule's neck stood up with goosebumps, and he felt like an unknown existence was watching him from the dark side.

The sequelae of reduced sanity are not limited to those outlined in the system. Hercule is now paranoid, accompanied by intermittent headaches and tinnitus. He cursed in his mind and focused his eyes on the mouth shape and movements of the person opposite him to discern what they wanted to say.

Harvey asked again: "You really haven't encountered any difficulties? Whether it's life or work, me, Director Gordon and... another person in our team, well, we can all help."

Hercule had a wonderful intuition that the 'other' in Harvey's mouth was referring to Batman, so he did not pursue the intentional omission in this sentence and shook his head: "Forget it in life. , Mr. Prosecutor. Are you busy at work... I thought that you came to me today, which means that the job has come to your door. "

Before Harvey could say anything, Bruce said next to him: "So are you really having difficulties in life?"

"Yes." The detective said with a straight face, "My rent for next month has not been paid yet."

Harvey couldn't help but feel happy: "I just said that you are a bit abnormally poor. I really don't know where all your money has been spent."

Mr. Prosecutor, you have no idea about the difficulty of survival of a third-rate detective and the power of Lucky 10.

Harvey didn't know Hercule's slander and continued: "But don't worry, thanks to Mr. Wayne, the matter I want to entrust you is not only related to you, the entrustment fee is also extremely generous. You still remember Shani Ya Fordham?" Seeing the detective nodding, he lowered his voice and said, "I shouldn't tell you this matter, but it is indeed serious - she disappeared under the eyes of two policemen."

"Missing?" Hercule rubbed his forehead, immediately became interested, and asked proactively, "Isn't he dead?"

"We don't rule out the possibility of death, but we didn't find her body after all." Harvey waved his hand, not wanting to say too much in front of Bruce Wayne. It's true that he cooperates with Batman, but who knows who is under the Batman mask? "The Gotham Police Department will investigate this matter, but you should also have the impression that on the 8th, Shania Fordham and the hotel owner 'Jermaine' went out to mail a package."

Hercule nodded: "So the police didn't stop the package?"

"No." Harvey replied solemnly, "I wanted to do something, but I met Edward Nygma on the way, so I didn't have time to do anything. After the package was sent, all inquiries and investigations came to nothing. Knowing it was sent to New York to be picked up by a man named Marshall."

He pushed over a piece of paper: "This is Marshall's residential address written on the package. It may not be true. If possible, I hope you can go and take a look. Shania can take the initiative to send it away in advance. The thing must be important, maybe it’s related to her disappearance.”

Hercule still remembered the warning that Shania left before being taken away by the police, so he took the note without hesitation: "Okay. Mr. Wayne, what is your purpose?"

Bruce raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Me? Oh, by the way, Shania Fordham still owes Wayne Enterprises money!" He suddenly stopped fanning himself and pushed. Sunglasses bent down and held the table close to Hercule, "Although it's not much... I can't let this money just disappear with her."

As he spoke, he took out a check from his wallet and pushed it in front of Hercule: "The task of finding her is left to you. This is the deposit. If you can find the package or Shania herself, the amount will be doubled. times."

Hercule glanced at the number of zeros on the check, and when he raised his head again, Mr. Wayne had a frank look on his face, as if he was a fool and had too much money, while Harvey Dent frowned, unable to see through anything and couldn't find it. A disgusted expression with reason to stop.

He took the check thoughtfully - it was indeed difficult to refuse - and remembered that he mentioned in front of Nygma, Shania and Batman that 'Bruce Wayne once disguised himself as a company employee', which Shania already knew. , Edward Nygma was not very interested in Wayne, so Harvey Dent dressed as an innkeeper had not arrived at the scene at that time.

So in the eyes of most people, Bruce Wayne is not actually someone who would behave like "after finding out the insider in the company, he would hide his identity and contact criminals for unknown reasons"?

Is the ghost inside the Wayne Group an isolated incident, or has Mr. Wayne been hiding another side of himself?

But no matter what, he gave too much. Hercule is not saying that he will no longer explore the other party's secrets, but he can be a little more careful to prevent more people from knowing.

So now he pretended not to notice any clues and promised: "No problem."

That was all Bruce had to say, and after finishing speaking, he stood up and left. Harvey stayed where he was, waiting for Bruce to go away and stopping Hercule from getting up: "Detective."

Hercule turned his head and returned a questioning look.

The deputy prosecutor of Gotham said solemnly: "Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."

Hercule thought to himself what kind of wonderful encounter this was with another world, and showed an attitude of listening attentively: "Please tell me."

"Have you ever heard of...Batman?"

Hercule, who thought Harvey was going to say something about hidden knowledge: "..."

He said speechlessly: "To be honest, not only do I know, I have also seen him."

Batman's hiding methods are also quite commendable. Hercule drove the Batmobile on a rampage before. Even if the vigilantes retreated earlier, no one connected them?

"This is much easier to handle." Harvey only felt that allies and allies were also allies, "Look, the reason why the police did not come forward in Shania Fordham's case was because her package was sent to New York. It is not convenient for us in Gotham City to intervene in New York's work. Of course, direct official contact is also feasible, but the point is that we want to catch the other party off guard, so I hope you can accept a teammate."

Hercule gradually understood: "Batman?"

"Batman." Harvey said firmly, "What do you think about him following you to New York?"

The sound of sandpaper scraping against a wooden board sounded in Hercule's ears, reminding him that he had a new main mission.