Three-stream detection simulator

Robin: "It's impossible that he disguised himself as another person and fate made a mistake, right?"

Batman: "It depends on the purpose of the wind talker that Claire met in Arizona who suggested him to go east."

"You should remember that the dead mutant said that Apocalypse has the ability to predict," Hercule reminded, "maybe it refers to this group of wind talkers."

"But the wizard... the wizard that Claire mentioned is not the same as Apocalypse. If he kindly reminded him, maybe he had a premonition that there was something in the east that could change the predetermined fate." Batman recalled, "Where have I heard of his characteristics, with a silver dollar around his neck - he is definitely not from Kamar-Taj, but the Supreme Sorcerer should know this person. Wait, I need to make a call."

"Who to call?" Hercule asked in shock, "The Supreme Sorcerer??"

Batman actually knows this big shot who has been living in seclusion in a corner for eight hundred years?

——This big shot actually has a mobile phone number?

Batman had already made the call, Robin answered for him: "No, I called Bruce's friend." He winked at Hercule and mouthed, "We have a very good relationship."

The call was connected, and Batman called out his childhood sweetheart's nickname in a cold voice: "Xiao Za. Yes, it's been a long time since we last contacted. I remember you once mentioned to me a wizard with a silver dollar around his neck... No, I haven't seen him, I just asked you about it. Don't joke, Zatanna, my companion is also in the car - of course I can have a companion, we have a chance to talk about this topic again?"

Batman has a wide range of friends, is this the new century detective?

Hercule politely pretended not to hear, lowered his head and took out the medal again, "A superhero without a villain to target is not a good detective" to play the noble skin minesweeper.

He found that although the chessboard of this game looks small, in fact, what is displayed on the thin board is only the tip of the iceberg of the entire chessboard. After every few rounds, the chessboard will automatically refresh and jump to other positions of the complete chessboard. This jump seems to follow a certain algorithm. If you can find a pattern, you can calculate the coordinates of the small chessboard on the thin plate on the complete large chessboard, and then calculate the location and number of mines at the same time...

I ran into a mine because of bad luck in the middle of the game, and it was over. The dragon jumped out and ate all the chessboards, and burped at Hercule.

This unusual movement attracted Robin. He sat in the co-pilot seat and looked back. After the game was over, he commented: "I don't understand the gameplay, but its color scheme is a bit like Iron Man."

"Speaking of Iron Man," Hercule put down the medal and looked up, "How is he doing?"

**

Iron Man had a good time at first.

The Riddler and Fordham were torturing each other. This classic combination of brainless and unhappy can provide endless fun for bystanders. Tony felt that he was comforted by the pain of others. He sat at the door of the ward with a bag of comfort snacks in his hand and admired it.

Until Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., appeared behind him with quiet steps.

Tony didn't look back: "Who did you learn from?"

"Batman." Fury said, "He seems to be very good at scaring people. Have you read the document I sent you?"

"My college tutor didn't urge graduation thesis like you did."

"I thought that with your level, you would be the one to urge the tutor."

"Then my dad asked me to hand him a paper on virtual projection interactive system and high-level algorithm before my 12th birthday."

"... Sorry." Fury said without blinking, "If Howard was still alive, I would definitely discuss the issue of parenting policy with him. Now I need you to read the email I sent you."

Tony showed an impatient expression, and Fury spoke faster:

"The thing on the drawing and test report, the core of the black apple - it is very likely in Hercule Hugo In his hand. Last time we met, you refused to discuss entropy reversal weapons with me on the grounds of transformation. Okay, it doesn't matter. It's just a beer bottle. SHIELD can always find a countermeasure.

But the core of the black apple is another thing. Don't blame me for not reminding you that it is extremely dangerous to both the user and others. "

Tony sneered: "How do you know? With a drawing that even an elementary school student can draw, and a report full of speculation and completely inconsistent with the regulations?"

Fury emphasized: "I don't know its energy source and manufacturing materials, but I can get the substitute mentioned in the report-amber gold."

He suddenly raised his hand when Tony was not paying attention, holding a small square bottle between his thumb and index finger, which contained a colorless and transparent liquid like water, which seemed to be glowing. It should have just been taken out of the freezer, and there was a layer of frost on the surface of the bottle.

"This is one of the rarest liquid metals on Earth. The Court of Owls uses it to resurrect the dead and prepare armies. But I believe that taking souls away from the realm of the dead is not the only function of this metal. It has more mysteries that people have not discovered. At least Vanguard Technology believes that high-purity solid electrum can help them "extract" energy from outside the dimension."

As he said this, Fury made a gesture of scooping it down with his hand, and then said: "High-purity amber gold, not ordinary amber gold, what kind of power can only be withstood by such a thing? You are now professionally qualified, Mr. Iron Man after transformation."

Tony looked at the bottle in Fury's hand steadily: "You have to study it for me first."

However, Fury took back his hand and handed the amber gold to the agent behind him: "This is not your life-saving straw, Tony."

"What are you talking about? Didn't you ask me to find the answer?"

"Not this answer, not the answer to palladium poisoning." Fury's eyes showed a trace of pity, "No matter what situation a person is in, he should stay away from certain taboo powers that will inevitably pay a price after contact. Compared with amber gold, you should focus more on the surroundings of life."

Tony's face showed anger of being exposed.

He said sarcastically: "So you are counting on me, a dying man, to study how to make human technology develop rapidly and extract new energy that no one has ever seen..."

"That's why I came to you!" Fury rushed to say, "Aren't you a genius? This technology that is at least 50 years ahead and has never been heard of or seen by others, who else can thoroughly study it except you?"

"Oh sorry, I can't bear it. When I step half a foot into the coffin, you feed me a sip of the magic potion in the bottle to work for you. By the way, please tell me, Fury, how did you manage to live for so many years without anyone thinking of hanging you on the street lamp?"

After saying that, Tony strode into the ward and sat opposite the Riddler and Fordham without waiting for the director of SHIELD to answer: "What are you two talking about? Tell me quickly so that I can clean my ears."

The anger he aroused was difficult to vent. Halfway through, Tony tried to call Hercule's phone, but it showed that it was out of service area. Just like when Hercule was in the police station before, Batman probably used some tricks to cut off contact with the outside world to avoid exposing the conversation.

Then he called Pepper Potts again and got the response of "You don't have to work but I have to work overtime."

This world will not be better.

After more than ten boring minutes, Iron Man began to guide Fordham to guess riddles. He and the Riddler insulted each other's intelligence and personality. Later, because there was no winner, they had to stop and talked about the common topic: Hercule.

Tony said: "He is one of my few friends."

Riddler: "I don't know how to define our relationship. For example, when I stop, I can always see his figure. But if I want to touch him, I can never feel his existence. Although I walked towards him, we still kept the same distance. Question, what is he to me?"

Fordham held his head in pain. The AI ​​next to him popped up a search engine interface. Tony glanced at it and replied, "Horizon. The answer to your riddle is horizon. But stop using it to describe Hercules. You really disgust me."

Every second felt like an age.

This was true for everyone in the room.

Fordham didn't want to hear the riddle. He chose the lesser of two evils and struggled to speak to Tony: "It's past five o'clock, Mr. Stark, why are you still here?"

"I want to prove something." Tony replied expressionlessly, "For me, there are only things in the world that I don't want to do, but there are no things that I want to do but can't do. Do you understand?"

"......?"

In Fordham's eyes, the high-spirited, playful, and arrogant Tony Stark seemed to have changed recently, but it seemed that nothing had changed. Iron Man was still flying in the air, looking down on all of them.

What can't he get?

Besides the formulas and decimal points on paper, what else does he care about?

The Riddler leaned against the bedside, propped up his chin and looked at Fordham, with an unfathomable smile on his face: "I am always in front of you, but you turn a blind eye to me. What am I?"

Fordham couldn't stay any longer.

Everyone in this ward has a much higher IQ and ability than him. The severely frustrated self-esteem reversed the fear of death. At first, he wanted to be tied to Iron Man for his life, but now he just wanted to spend the rest of his life in an uninhabited place: "I don't know, Mr. Nygma. I'm leaving, you two can do whatever you want..."

Before he finished speaking, flames suddenly ignited on the walls around the room, and the flames licked the ceiling and the ground, wrapping around the bed at a very fast speed. Thick smoke rose, and the temperature rose rapidly. Fordham couldn't help but scream and fell to the edge of the bed.

Tony jumped up and shouted: "Friday!!"

"Got it, sir." AI responded calmly.

Ice-blue light was projected from Iron Man's suitcase. Countless rays of light intertwined in the billowing smoke and dust, forming a barrier with a mesh structure, confronting the flames coming from all directions. Then, the flames that entered the barrier began to tremble as if they were unstable, and some of the flames even froze nearby objects as they crawled.

They seemed unable to break free from some unknown force, moving slower and slower, and the light they emitted became dimmer and dimmer, eventually turning into non-threatening sparks, floating helplessly under the bed.

At some point, an intact flask appeared there.

The surviving Fordham looked up dully at Tony Stark, who was standing in the middle of the room with a look of disdain. The latter was facing the door, and outside the door was Nick Fury, the director of SHIELD, who was not surprised at all.

"Don't get me wrong." Fury said, "I just learned that there was a murder and silence against Mr. Fordham here. But it seems that some people have been prepared for it."

"Some things are too simple and not worth studying." Iron Man snapped his fingers and closed the box. "You are only right about one thing. I am a genius. Whether to help you depends on your attitude, not mine."

As they talked, the Riddler bent down, regardless of the danger, reached out and fiddled with the glass bottle under the bed with interest, and then unexpectedly found a paper roll inside. Others were not paying attention here, so he took the opportunity to pour the paper roll into his hand.

Spreading the paper flat, a riddle was printed on it:

"I can be cracked, created, told, and played with. What am I?"

The answer immediately flashed through his mind.

"A joke." The riddle man muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "It's a joke."

**

Hercules, Batman, and Robin rushed to the location of the golden hourglass given by Claire (Marshall).

Claire hid it in a safe in a hidden place at home. Enter the password and compare it with the fingerprint recorded in advance, and the door will unlock. After opening the heavy door, the first thing Hercules saw was a golden hourglass about ten centimeters high placed on a red velvet cloth.

It seemed to be in a stable flow state before. However, as the metal door slowly opened, the objects in the safe were exposed to the light and Hercules' sight, and the gold that continued to fall above the hourglass suddenly stopped.

Then the golden particles below were emptied at a speed that could not be distinguished by the naked eye. In just a blink of an eye, all the gold was concentrated above the hourglass, as if solidified.

Instantly, Hercule, who was kneeling on one knee in front of the safe, and Batman and Robin behind him all held their breath, unable to help but think of the conversation between Claire and the detective a few hours ago.

‘You should know what things that point to death represent…’

After a few breaths, Batman pulled Robin back, and Hercule stayed where he was. The two retreated all the way to the main door, and were about to leave this single-family villa. The hourglass reflected in Hercule’s gray-green irises remained unchanged.

After a while, Hercule reached out and took the hourglass in front of him.

The main task completion prompt sounded in his ears, like sandpaper grinding on a wooden board.