[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

Shylock's few words successfully drew the hatred of the other two people present.

The clown stood up straight with a half-smile, and smiled wildly at Sherlock.

Zhang Yu's reaction was much more straightforward, just looking at the beauty under Sherlock's open collar, she gave up the urge to slap him to death.

God!His figure is really charming, even if he said such offensive words, but looking at the little curly hair on his head and those beautiful blue-green eyes, Zhang Yu of course chose to forgive him.

It's just that after entering the second big tall one in the small bedroom, the space is obviously not enough.

Zhang Yu knew that the two men opposite him were master fighters, and was seriously worried about the safety of his room and belongings. After the clown and Sherlock looked at each other for nearly a minute, he suddenly said:

"Ok! Ok! Boyandboy, although I know you two fell in love at first sight, but can you change the occasion? I don't think a girl's room is worth your long-term stay. If you can, please go out and turn left, there is this girl in Mr. Sherlock's room in blue pajamas, even if you have a dispute over who gets in and who gets out, you don't have to worry about being harassed by me."

Before she finished speaking, she was stared at by the two men.

"My God, Issa, is your IQ congenitally deformed? By the way, you have to add acquired deficiency? As your boss and employer, I can hardly imagine you would make such an inference!! Your salary this month All deduction!"

Sherlock stood still and looked down at his little assistant. Although his tone was unbelievable, the expression on his face did not change at all.

The clown asked without hesitation: "Oh, my little cutie, didn't you see my body just now? Are you willing to use lies to deceive your desire for my body?"

"flesh?"

Sherlock looked at the somewhat messy sheets, then at Issa who blushed suddenly when he heard the clown's voice, and had to admit that he had made a mistake.

Of course he knew that the crease marks on the bed were not made by Issa, it must be the masterpiece of the clown, but he naively expected Issa to say it himself.

Unexpectedly, besides lying on Issa's bed for a long time, the clown was still half naked.He also knows all the emoticons of his assistant.So, this is not only seeing the other party's body, but also feeling that the other party's body is very good?

Of course Zhang Yu pretended to be a turtle.When she can pretend to be stupid, she is absolutely unambiguous.This time is obviously very urgent.She faintly felt that if she admitted it, something terrible would happen.

All she wanted now was for the clown to be a little stronger, to take Sherlock's full attention.

The clown couldn't wait to admit it, and looked at his opponent triumphantly like a mischievous one, obviously having the same bad temper as Moriarty: "Of course!"

"It's a pity that if I had arrived earlier, I might have been able to sleep with Issa. What a pity!"

Feeling the increasingly scorching gaze on his body, Zhang Yu wanted to hug him and cried aggrievedly like a two-hundred-pound child.

God damn clown, did I recruit you or provoke you, so that I hurt me so much?

Fortunately, although Sherlock has some objections to Issa's behavior, the top priority now is to deal with the clown's affairs, so Zhang Yu was lucky to escape.

Sherlock glanced at the clown, his tone was cold, and he sneered: "If you are still a man, and not turned into a clown lady because of excessive hormones, you should know that any girl's room will not be casual. messed up."

The clown flicked his lake-green half-length hair, expressing his indifference to the fullest.

"What does that have to do with me? Whysoserious?"

He grinned, as if mocking Sherlock's adherence to the useless system.He took one last look at Sherlock and Zhang Yu, and moved his body towards the window.

Sherlock seemed to have thought of something, took out the gun from Zhang Yu's body, and shot the clown directly.Then without looking at the result, he dragged Zhang Yu and ran directly outside, without looking at the elevator, and ran directly into the stairs.

Thirty seconds later, the sound of booming explosions spread from Zhang Yu's room to all around.The great fire was burning, and the Wayne Building, one of the landmarks of Gotham City, made an uneasy sound of creaking under everyone's horrified eyes.

But this is not the end.

Because the clown did not fall to his death, but was picked up by a helicopter.Although the Joker has not guessed the identity of Batman yet, and his collaborators have not explained anything to him, but he has always insisted on his desire to destroy the world.If the Wayne family disappeared in this city, would anyone still believe that this city could be better?

The clown became excited at the thought that one day the fire would spread throughout the city and bury Gotham himself.He thought for a while, walked up to another passenger on the helicopter, and asked this criminal genius curiously: "If another plane hits the place where the Wayne Building exploded, will it collapse? come down?"

Moriarty happily directed the prisoners on the other side of the city to rob a bank. Hearing the clown's doubts, he blinked.

Although he and the man beside him are very similar in status, they are fatally different.Moriarty would never be defeated except for wanting to die himself, while the clown next to him was only living in the world through the belief of others.

However, looking at the clown's eyes, maybe the two people look down on each other.

After all, one is a criminal genius who was born out of thin air, and even living in a peaceful city can pull off huge cases.One was born because of this city of crime. There was nothing but madness, but because of the environment here, the whole city was turned upside down.

If Moriarty hadn't found the Joker useful, he wouldn't have worked with the madman at all.Because clowns have no fear, while Moriarty is good at manipulating people's minds.Fortunately, the cooperation is about to end now.

Therefore, Moriarty is not stingy about answering a question that can be easily solved with his brain: "Small planes are just tickling Wayne Building. You have to get at least a Boeing 747. But Gotham Airport you Can't get a plane too big. But, I can."

The two leaders of the criminal world looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

The driver Moran on one side acted as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two parties just now, and his hand movements were smooth as usual.

The author has something to say: I went to see the doctor yesterday afternoon, because I stayed up too late and suffered from anemia again. I received two vials, and I will probably have to get an injection tomorrow. My heart is blocked o(╯□╰)o

Looking at the situation now, the agreed [-] can only be [-] first, and then [-] tomorrow (⊙_⊙)

There will be a shorter chapter at noon, and another chapter in the evening. How can Basket be lazy and owe the manuscript?