Three-stream detection simulator

Hercule had a bold idea when he received an email from an unknown source and found a group of thieves in front of him.

Jenny stretched out her hand to stop her companion who wanted to interrupt, and asked: "Cooperation? Cooperation for what?"

"So you don't know who lives next door to this building?" Hercule asked. He stood up, took the initiative easily, walked to Jenny and stretched out his hand, "Now please take out your phone, open the browser, and search for 'Reynolds Ford'."

"I know!" the fat man at the door said vaguely while chewing snacks, "He is a collector, right? There seems to be an auction going on recently, and there are a lot of Japanese antiques in it."

"Thank you for saving us a lot of time and allowing me to continue telling the story about him."

Hercule glanced at the clock and spoke faster, "Half a month ago, Reynolds Ford sold more than a dozen properties under his name to real estate companies in order to avoid police investigation because the FBI suspected him. Helped the Japanese mafia Saburo Kawamoto to launder money by auctioning collectibles and buying houses with cash.

And if you look up the transaction records for the house next door to ours on Google, you will find that the transaction took place three days ago, and one of the parties who signed the contract was Reynolds Ford's nanny, and the cost was two million dollars - cash, full payment Bought it. "

He finished speaking in one breath and walked quickly to the door. Before turning the door handle, he turned back and said: "You should really think about this matter carefully. Let me deal with the delivery man first."

The young people in the room looked at his back stupidly, and another tall, thin young man wearing glasses who had little presence asked, "Why is he telling us this?"

"No, wait a minute." Jenny looked at Hercule's back with bright eyes, "I may know what he means, my God, my God, we have a chance to make a fortune!!"

Hercule smiled appreciatively at her, but he didn't pay attention when he went out and almost tripped over the threshold under his feet.

Jenny winked at the fat man at the door and gave a stern command: "Go give him a hand! Be respectful!"

"Thank you very much, but no..." Hercule opened the door.

The delivery boy was standing in front of the door next door, holding a pizza in one hand and raising the other as if he was about to knock on the door. He was wearing a baseball cap with a low brim. He quickly turned his head when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Hercule blinked against the doorframe and said, "Excuse me, this is the takeout I ordered. Can I take it away directly?"

The delivery boy walked over step by step.

Sibida, who was in the pocket of the detective's coat, raised his head and twitched his beard.

The delivery boy got excited when he saw the black cat, and refused to come near him halfway. He handed the pizza into Hercule's hands and said solemnly: "Be careful, if the pizza spills, there will be big trouble."

"Don't worry, I'm sure." Hercule said calmly.

The delivery boy's cheek twitched and he couldn't help but said: "Please, I beg you, can you be more patient? I understand your eagerness to go back to 'eat breakfast', but our department is working with--"

"What's wrong? There's something wrong with the pizza?" Jenny's voice came from the door, interrupting the delivery man.

Hercule simply raised his voice and replied: "It's okay, it doesn't matter!" He patted the delivery boy on the shoulder, "This is not your problem. The delivery came in a timely manner, and I will give your company good reviews."

Delivery boy: "But..."

Hercule held the pizza and closed the door with his feet: "No buts, I wish you a nice day."

'Bang! ’ The door closed. When Hercule heard the people outside walking away, he returned to the room easily and invited: "I can't finish the meal by myself. Everyone, who is interested in trying the takeaway pizza made by this famous restaurant?" "

The fat man rushed over immediately, and Jenny followed him and said, "I still don't understand, how did you find out that we were going to steal something and that we had an accomplice?"

"I told you that your visit to me was too sudden, and ordinary tourists would not do this."

After having breakfast, Hercule was much more patient than before. He explained carefully one by one, "You, Jenny, you are very sensitive to money. Maybe only the shoes on my feet are more valuable (in Gotham). Bought with Mr. Wayne's money), and you kept staring at it while walking; the wooden strip stuck in the crack of the window has marks of being sharpened by a knife, but it is very clever. Are any of you good at carpentry? "

"Also, when the window problem was suddenly solved, the gentleman over there rummaged through the board games in the suitcase to let me stay." He pointed to the fat man, "When he couldn't find the UNO card, all of you gave him He answered in the negative, but his first reaction was not to think that someone was lying, which means there is someone else who can pack the luggage. This person is a member of your team, but he is not in the room at the moment. Oh, and there is one last question - "

Hercule turned to look at the black girl who spoke the least among the four, "When you play games, your sense of immersion in the role of 'criminal' is a little too strong. It is a good thing to put real feelings into games, but Is it really necessary to use the 'steal card' every time a police officer appears in front of you?"

"..."

The black girl's face turned red and she stammered, "I've been practicing recently."

"Come on," Hercule said politely.

"..."

"Are you a captain?" Jenny sat opposite him upright and asked, "Why do I think you look like a detective? The kind that is particularly famous."

When this topic was mentioned, Hercule was filled with melancholy: "Maybe I should have been a detective. It's just that sometimes, your job does not depend on what you want to do, but is determined by other people's impression of you."

At first glance, his words sounded full of dialectical philosophy.

The fat man immediately slapped the table and echoed: "That's right! I used to want to be a carpenter, but just because the keychains on customers always fell into my hands, they always said I was a thief!

Jenny, she is a knight-errant who robs the rich and gives to the poor, she is an anti-hero! But because he doesn’t have superpowers, he can’t win even a small space in the newspaper!

Bell, look at the power of his glasses. He is a real genius in science and engineering, but his school refused to let him graduate just because he failed six classes at the end of the semester!

Joan, she has a pair of skillful hands, but the price is that she cannot speak clearly, so that no job is willing to take her!

You, Hercule, you have the name and mind of a famous detective, but you are an outrageous captain - we are all the same, discriminated against and led astray. "

Hercule couldn't help but shift his posture: "Well, we don't... I mean, it's pretty impressive."

The fat man burst into tears: "Bosom friend!"

Hercule said quickly:

"Back to the topic, let me add one more reason for your exposure...that is, the owner of this hotel cannot be away. Now we know that the house next door belongs to the nanny of collector Reynolds Ford. Three days ago, she used a A large sum of unexplained cash was used to purchase the property, while Reynolds Ford himself was eager to turn all his real estate into liquid funds."

"The police were investigating him, so he was busy destroying evidence." Jenny said, "The nanny's money was given by Reynolds Ford in order to secretly transfer some stolen goods that were too late to be disposed of."

"Correct." Hercule said, "Tonight at six o'clock, Reynolds will auction off his last batch of goods. By then, he will be able to escape unscathed from the FBI's pursuit. But before that, there is no Man knows what the ownerless things in his hand are and where they come from, that is to say——"

Jenny's eyes started to shine, and she quickly continued: "If someone can steal even one of these items, Reynolds himself has no intention of pursuing it. The police don't know the details of the stolen items at all. As long as they take it out of the country or put it on the black market, our back You won’t have to worry about it for half your life!”

"You are simply a genius! A first-class thief!" She lowered her voice, her fingers trembling with excitement. "You have discovered Reynolds' secret a long time ago, right? You also specially booked the only window in this hotel that is aimed at the second-floor window next door. The room, you just need someone to do it for you..."

"That's why I'm asking you if you want to cooperate."

Hercule had an impeccable smile on his face, but he felt pain in his heart because of the title of 'first-class thief'. "I am responsible for making suggestions, and you are responsible for taking action. The division is very negotiable. In addition, one thing that needs to be explained in advance is that where we are located The hotel is under FBI control. The owners and the front desk are all police officers, that's why I said, 'There's no way the hotel owner is here.'"

Jenny took a breath and asked nervously: "They noticed Reynolds' nanny?"

"It's possible," Hercule said vaguely, "but maybe it's for someone else."

For example, Captain Hugo, the well-known cult leader.

"In short, the FBI hasn't taken action yet, so you still have a chance."

Fatty asked: "How can we move Reynolds' collection from the property under the nanny's name under the eyes of the FBI? He must have set up a lot of security devices and passwords."

Hercule said: "This is my job. As a captain who is supposed to be a detective, I have some experience in finding treasures. Now take action, guys, if your lone teammates have not been arrested by the FBI and If Reynolds Ford himself, far away, finds out, let's see what's worth taking away from this member of the Black Nation's collection."

**

The plainclothes FBI on duty felt bored.

The task given by the boss is to follow Hercule Hugo. If he wants to get on the plane, find a way to stop him before the plane takes off. The problem is that the target person spent the morning very honestly: he got up, washed up, played with the cat, ordered takeout, and even ran next door to play board games with a group of college graduates who came to visit!

Previously, some detectives said that there was intelligence that Captain Hugo could easily detect naked eye and camera surveillance around him.

This time, the FBI did not dare to put surveillance cameras in the rooms and corridors, but only put surveillance cameras in the corridor carpets.

However, apart from the sounds of footsteps coming and going, and the brief conversation between Hercule and the delivery boy, there was no special movement coming from the earphones. Halfway through, the plainclothes officer noticed that the target person had entered the next room, so he notified his colleagues to move their position and use a telescope to observe through another window.

The colleagues were afraid of being discovered and did not get too close. The only thing that was certain was that this group of people were playing the most popular card board game on the market, 'Crime Master VS Top Detective', and the target person was Hercule Hugo. He lost twice in a row at lightning speed. When the game was over, the plain clothes didn't even have time to make their coffee.

The FBI was once worried that Captain Hugo would become so angry that he would go on a killing spree because of his humiliating defeat.

Fortunately he just refused to play the third hand.

At half past ten, a delivery man came outside and had a little dispute with Hercule Hugo about the quality of pizza and delivery.

Time passed quickly and it was almost twelve o'clock.

When the plainclothes officer was complaining to his colleagues about 'when can I get off work? I really want to watch the magic show tonight', a phone call suddenly came in.

His boss said:

"Reynolds Ford has gone crazy. He claimed that the government department 'used illegal means to invade private homes and moved all the valuables away', and now he has to ask our old rival Kawamoto Saburo for an explanation. The people we sent to intercept him are already on the way. In order to prevent Reynolds and Kawamoto from meeting, and the latter will stand up for him and then develop into another mafia riot, the investigation bureau and the police station have tilted a large number of manpower to that side. Hercule Hugo's priority is temporarily put at the back, and you two should be more careful when you act."

Plainclothes agent: "...Ah?"