I used to believe in science

When Antoinette rushed out with Rhett, Rhett kept asking her what happened with a confused face.But Antoinette didn't have time to respond to him. She had already spent all her energy just holding her skirt and dealing with her high heels while running.

And finally, she had to kick off her shoes as she jumped down the manor gate steps to stand on the edge of the lawn.And at the same time secretly rejoicing that this is the lawn of Wayne's house, someone regularly mows it, and there is no need to worry about broken glass hurting himself.

When she reached her destination, Bruce was crouching next to the fallen man doing his best.The man was wearing a tailored suit, but one sleeve had been ripped down the center seam, and the trousers were covered in grass debris from a hike through the Wayne bushes, and one of his shoes had been lost.

"Is he still alive?" Antoinette raised her skirt and asked, and Reid also squatted down beside her. The two of them felt the pulse on the neck and pinched their hands in a very tacit understanding, but they didn't feel the pulse.

At this time, the person lying on the ground with his head down twitched, and the three reacted quickly and carefully turned him over in an orderly manner.

The situation on the front side was much worse than they had imagined. The front of this man's white shirt was dyed red, and it was basically a tattered piece, and quite deep wounds could be seen at the opening.

Bruce's first instinct, like everyone else's, was to give first aid, and he performed CPR in a fairly standard position, but he only pressed once, and a few small spurts of blood spurted from the man's chest, spattering him and Antoinette. face.

All of them were stunned, and Bruce looked up at Rhett and asked, "Did you just talk to the doctor?"

"Yes!" Rhett almost jumped up.

When Rhett rushed back to find the doctor, the two of them carefully peeled off the tattered shirt, and then saw several holes in the victim's chest where the lungs were.

A temporarily hired maid was walking past the gate with a tray... She saw two people squatting on the grass, curiosity made her walk in that direction, and after seeing that it was her employer who was facing her Wayne, she asked cautiously, "Master Wayne? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Bruce was busy checking, he raised his head when he heard the voice, it was too late to stop him, the maid saw the blood on his face and the person lying on the ground first, and a scream could not be suppressed and resounded through the mouth The whole estate.

The people at the banquet didn't notice what happened outside, but the scream caught everyone's attention, and everyone flocked to the windows for a while, easily seeing what happened downstairs.

Antoinette heard the noise erupting upstairs almost instantly.

Rhett came back with a puzzled Doctor Strange. The moment Doctor Strange saw the situation clearly, his expression changed from impatient to serious. He pushed Bruce away almost rudely, and squeezed into the nearest The pupil who checked the pulse skillfully did not even care about the blood stained clothes and lay down to listen.

Bruce stood up from the side, he raised his head to look at the crowded guests on the balcony on the second floor, and tightened his mouth.Antoinette looked up and she said to him, "Go to your business."

When something like this happened, Bruce, as the host, had to come forward to appease the guests.

Bruce didn't hesitate, he took two steps back to give them one last look, then turned and went back to the manor.

Sergeant Gordon was also at the banquet this time. He squeezed through the crowd and came to the scene, accompanied by Prosecutor Dent. At this time, Dr. Strange had just completed an examination, and he shook his head as a regret "His lungs are punctured, we can't help him."

"Thank you, doctor." Sergeant Gordon also squatted down. He pushed his glasses and looked at the sudden tragedy with a bitter face. "Do you know what he suffered?"

"I'm a doctor, but not a forensic doctor, Mr. Police Officer." Doctor Strange gave him an arrogant look, but still showed his professional level. Bleeding a lot before coming here, I guess his tormentor gave him epinephrine to make him lose blood faster. Punctured lung is obvious, multiple trauma but avoiding the vitals, or the person has professional medical knowledge Either a professional killer... I can only see this, internal injuries and pharmacology require laboratory analysis, I am not a god."

"That's enough, thank you for your cooperation." Gordon felt that he couldn't ask for more, so he nodded and let him go.

Antoinette was lying there examining the knife hanging from the corpse.She twisted a handle with the tissue that Gordon handed over. It was a fine knife with patterns engraved on the handle. Antoinette carefully identified that it looked like an owl.

"Do you know this pattern?" Antoinette held the tip of the knife and handed the pattern on it to Gordon and Dent. Gordon's face changed badly, but he didn't explain, but adjusted his glasses instead. Changed the subject to "I've called the police."

It's been chaotic enough tonight and it's only going to be more chaotic, so he decides to follow standard procedure

"They will come to collect evidence and check the surrounding situation. I think you go back inside first, and we will discuss it at the police station later."

"Okay." Antoinette was pulled up and almost pushed back, her main attention was still on the things in her hands.So when her eyes turned white with the flash, she found herself standing in front of a spotlight.

This is a banquet that brings together elites from all walks of life, and of course journalists are indispensable.The reporter is like a shark that smells blood, showing its super professionalism and excitement at this moment.

For a while, several microphones pushed in front of Antoinette at the same time, and problems emerged one after another——

"Is that Miss Stark? I heard that you are an FBI..."

"Miss Stark, may I ask what happened, are you the first person to arrive at the scene?"

"Is this a case..."

"You and your brother hardly communicated at this banquet. Is there any conflict between you?"

These strange questions turned into a buzzing background sound in Antoinette's ears, and she couldn't hear any of them clearly.In fact, her mind is completely blank now, her eyes are wide open in front of the camera like a frightened deer, and her eyes are blank under countless flashing lights.

It was like going back to Christmas that year, when it was snowing, she buried her face in the warm scarf her mother knitted for her, tried to ignore the microphones that were trying to get under her nose, and the only thing she could hold tightly was Tony's hand ...

Then suddenly it seemed that she had returned to the earlier time, that dark room... Someone broke in, hugged her and told her it was okay, when they came out, a flash of light surrounded them, she dodged the camera and looked back Look, look over the shoulder of the man holding her into the room, and she sees...

There were two hands supporting her, one left and one right, dragging her firmly and forcefully away from the hustle and bustle.