[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

Randall took out the makeup remover from the bag, and found half a pack of tissues in the car, and poured the sweet and fragrant makeup remover on it to remove makeup.

Dick had just taken off his coat, and found the light blue police shirt from the front locker. A warm hand was stretched out against his face. Randall had just been running for a long time, and now his body It's hot, not as cold as before, "here, take off your makeup first."

Randall reached out from the back seat and handed Dick a tissue soaked in makeup remover.

"Oh...Okay, thanks." Dick handed the shirt in his hand to Randall, "You can change it first."

He raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror. Randall had just wiped off the two jet-black eye shadows for himself. The eyelids of both eyes were shiny, and his skin was flushed again. Like just cried.

Dick thought he didn't see that the boy was afraid of heights, and squinted his eyes halfway to remove the makeup from his eyes.He had barely removed and wiped off his eye makeup when he heard a police car with a siren galloping across the road. When he looked up again, he saw that Randall was only wearing a shirt, but he hadn't buttoned it up yet. With his own hair rope in his mouth, he was raising his hand to tie his hair. The clear light passed through the window glass, and the skin that was not exposed to light seemed to flow with a delicate luster in the narrow and dim yellow car.Dick said 'see no evil' in his mind as he embarrassedly took out another shirt and put it directly on top of the T-shirt.

"I'm alright, I'm alright," Randall tucked the hem of his clothes into the waistband of his trousers, and then stepped out of the car door, his narrow waist stretched out by the slim trousers, "They should have arrived at the scene gone."

When Dick locked the car door, he subconsciously fanned himself with his hands: the weather seemed to be getting hot, otherwise how could he feel so hot with only two thin clothes on?

"Let's go then." Dick coughed with his fist pressed against his lips.

This time when they went in, they were obviously much more eye-catching than before. After all, wearing police uniforms and badges would make those black market dealers vigilant, not to mention those who seemed to be sticking to them. Dirty sight.Dick was intuitively upset, but logically speaking, he had been an acrobat, Robin, and Nightwing all these years, so he should have been immune to this stuff, so he didn't even think about why he was upset.Had to grab Randall's arm, and the two walked faster.

Randall quickened his pace for some unknown reason. One was a mutant with higher physical fitness than ordinary people, and the other was an active superhero. The troops were not far behind.

Randall: Why is he in such a hurry, Dick is such a dedicated cop!

There were quite a few people around Dr. Truman's bungalow, some were watching the excitement and some were crying. Dick held up his police badge and pulled Randall with the other hand to squeeze in from the crowd, "Excuse me, excuse me ,Give way!"

The police officers who pulled the cordon let them in, and the excitement inside was no worse than outside. Searches were made, notes were taken, and the woman who ran upstairs was sobbing and interrogating intermittently in the corner. The policeman described the two suspects she saw.

Randall listened and found that she was talking about himself and Dick. He stuck out his tongue and looked at Dick, seeing embarrassment in each other's eyes.

A pair of hands 'slapped' on the shoulders of Dick and Randall. The operation captain smiled ferociously, and his voice seemed to be gnashing his teeth: "If I remember correctly, isn't this what you guys called the police?" How come here to see, neither of you is there?"

"Ah ha ha..." Randall pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Aren't we, wearing plain clothes and not wearing a police badge, sorry to reveal our identity..."

Not only was it not exposed, but it was also hidden very well, and he was even a suspect.

The captain got angry and put his hands on his chest, "Both of you go up with me to see if the crime scene has been destroyed."

The group of ordinary people probably didn't dare to move anything after they entered. The police officers were taking photos of the scene. Randall turned around and found that there was almost no change from before he left. No less, the only one he took out was still in the back seat of Dick's car.

Dick reported the situation in a regular manner. The chip cards of the surveillance cameras were all destroyed, but according to the speculation of the time of death, there must be witnesses on the street outside.

The police officer who wrote the record was dizzy, "Didn't you say that there are already witnesses? Haven't you met them? It is said that they are two guys like hippies."

"..." Dick opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, so he could only bite the bullet and explain, "That's me and Landa..."

He looked away from the other party's shocked gaze, "If you don't wear a police badge, you can't prove your identity, so I slipped away first." He couldn't beat ordinary people, and he felt that if he stayed at the scene, he might be besieged by those poor people... a fool don't run.

Brother recorder: "..." I'm the one who is the most speechless, okay?I have been writing nonsense about feelings for so long.

"I know the murderer," Randall said, "ask the people around if they have seen a few mutants. They look quite eye-catching, but since they have cleaned up this place so clean, maybe there is a way Sneak out."

Although those mutants don't have blue faces and fangs, they are still very different from ordinary people. The characteristics of animals or aliens remain on their bodies. Unlike mutants like Randall, they You can tell the difference at a glance.

"Report, there is no reaction to the head or any blood stains found nearby." The police officer who went to investigate the surrounding area said on the intercom.

Randall touched his neck again, "...they took the head away?" The last image he saw was the ceiling after Truman's head was torn open.

He stood by the table and beckoned to those people, "Take all these things back." Although it is very likely that the other party has taken away the documents when cleaning up, but in the memory he saw, It seems that the placement of the files has not changed.

"There are also checks in the cabinet below, and all the documents are taken back."

The brain is a precise instrument. This is what Professor Charles told him. Even a powerful psychic will fall into the spiritual world of the other person if he is a little careless when he feels the brain of others. It is difficult to get lost in nothingness. return.If they really took Dr. Truman's brain away, it means that Truman must have developed something important, and they also have a way to read the brain, so there is no need to keep Truman alive - of course it is also possible It was because he thought too much, the other party might just want to take his head back and return to his life.But it's always good to be cautious.

After everyone collected the team and returned to the police station, Randall and Dick handed in the document they had taken out in advance, asking them to pay attention to the mutants who were accidentally transformed on it, and then they were called by the action captain After a training session, he left with two punishments for self-criticism.

Randall was a little upset, but it wasn't because he wanted to write a review. He used to write a lot of reviews when he was in Xavier Academy for Gifted Boys. He was unhappy because the clues were broken again.Although Truman's last picture let him see the murderer, the police station checked the surrounding surveillance and found that it was all broken. No eyewitnesses have been found so far.

"Landa...Landa?" Dick noticed his absent-mindedness and waved his hand in front of him, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Randall said sullenly, "I'm a little tired...is it Tuesday?"

"Well, why don't you go home when you're tired? There's nothing going on here for the time being." Dick patted him on the shoulder, and Randall jumped away in reaction.

"Uh, sorry...forgot that you would..." Dick's hand froze in the air for half a second, and Randall quickly came to his senses and shook his head at him.

"It's my problem, I'm sorry." Randall found depressingly that with his puberty that has not yet stopped, his mutant ability has become a bit unstoppable, even if he touches him through his clothes with his hands He could also clearly perceive the other party's emotions, which also caused the pain that Truman suffered when he died to stay on him for a longer time. At least now his neck is still aching.

He should find time to ask Professor Charles.

Dick looked at him worriedly, "If there is no news tomorrow, you should rest well and don't come to the police station." Dick knew that the criminal department was investigating a big smuggling case recently, and several unnamed corpses had been brought to the autopsy room. When they saw Randall who was doing nothing, they might drag him to find some clues, but those corpses that looked miserable at first glance might not be able to bear the current level of sensitivity of Randall.

"Oh, that's what you said," just as he was going to the bar to investigate Frank Toller tomorrow night, Randall squeezed a smiley face, "Thank you, and by the way, I also entrust you with my review! "

"...wait a minute," Dick said, the last time Dick met someone who changed his face so quickly was when Bruce Wayne seamlessly switched between Gotham Baby and Batman, "I think we're both a little bit responsible for this , the review is still you—”

"I love you, bye!" Randall skillfully stretched out his hand to show his heart, then turned his head and slipped away. He is best at perfunctory fans in his live broadcast room like this.

Dick: "..."

Dick squatted down on the spot, sighed in frustration, and covered his face: he really couldn't say anything serious to Randall.

But - so cute!