tech killer

Elsa, who was flying for the first time, was inevitably in a hurry.

She no longer cared about chatting with Mr. M, took the ticket and ran to the check-in area. Finally, when she sat down in her seat, Mr. M's profile picture had already dimmed.

There was no reply.

"Ah, why didn't you call me back?" Elsa was a little confused, but soon her attention was drawn away by other things.

This is the first time to enter such a behemoth.

Because of the rush of time, Elsa's ticket was only an ordinary seat, a little crowded, but she didn't care at all.In fact, at the beginning, Elsa also considered whether to go to Vivienne to rub the "key", because she still had a little bit of self-confidence in herself, and she was afraid that her ability would affect the normal flight of the plane.

However, Sherlock said that if it was two months ago, he would never allow the time bomb to board the plane; but now, two months later, Elsa is not only no longer a bomb, but another insurance policy. .

Elsa's seat is specially set by the window.

She pressed her forehead against the glass and looked out the window in amazement, and she didn't let go of this sighing attitude until she saw the plane take off.

After the plane flew to the designated altitude and shuttled through the clouds, Elsa put away her joyful mood, pulled down the curtain with peace of mind, and leaned on the seat.

But she was probably too relaxed, and her elbow touched a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes beside her.

"Hello?" She withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and carefully greeted the gentleman beside her who entered the cabin last.

He was wearing a regular black suit, a snow-white shirt, and Cheng Liang's leather shoes looked meticulous. His striped tie was clean and tidy. His black hair was even gelled, but he was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered half of his face, so he couldn't see clearly. appearance.

Hearing Elsa's cautious greeting, the man who was poked turned his head and looked her up and down.He quickly took off his sunglasses, his movements were slow, even elegant, and Elsa had the illusion that he and he were in two worlds.

The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a serious face. His eyes were not covered by the sunglasses, and he looked directly at Elsa: "It's okay."

After speaking, he put the sunglasses in his pocket and sat down again.

Elsa breathed a sigh of relief, always feeling a sense of escape.

The plane's estimated time to reach its destination was seven hours four 10 minutes.Elsa's space suitcase is not big, so she doesn't need to check it in. She puts things she thinks she can use in the camouflage part, such as some books, to pass the time.

After discovering that the people around her no longer paid attention to her, Elsa carefully took out her Nicky Hieter series of detective books and flipped through them with interest.

Elsa's reading speed is not fast, and sometimes she needs to stop and think carefully when encountering unfamiliar words. When she finishes reading a case, she suddenly finds that the gentleman next to her is looking at her.

She suddenly had a feeling that she had done something wrong again.It's probably the intuition produced by the scumbag little animal meeting the bully monster... I guess.

"Sir?" Her voice was small.

"Sorry, I was just reading your book," the gentleman bowed as if to express his apology, "Excuse me."

Elsa glanced at it and found that he really didn't bring anything except himself.The kind gray-haired girl coughed: "If you don't dislike it...do you want to watch it?"

Mr. Gentleman actually agreed!

He took the book and gave Elsa a less formal hand kiss in the surprised eyes of Elsa.

Later, the two chatted.

Even if Elsa was told by Sherlock thousands and thousands of times, she still played with an old fox who was not good enough. Except for some secrets she kept, Elsa's character and habits were about to be figured out by others.

Sitting dryly in a seat is boring, even with someone to chat with.In the end, Elsa even fell asleep during the chat, and she didn't feel anything at all. It was the gentleman sitting next to her who asked the flight attendant for a blanket to cover her.

Elsa was very embarrassed when she woke up.As for her book, the husband had already finished reading it and returned it to her.

Elsa's cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't know whether it was from sleep or shame.She rolled up the blanket and hugged it in her arms, and whispered thank you to the gentleman beside her.

This gentleman is much more easy-going than when we first met.He comforted Elsa, who looked tired, and then chatted with the sober girl about detective stories: "Let's talk about the first story. Do you think this victim deserved it? What do you think about the murderer?" ?”

"Well..." Elsa carefully recalled the plot of the story.

In the story, this is a murder case in a secret room.The victim's daughter reported to the police and found that her father, who lived alone, had been killed and his body was even put in a penitent pose.After investigation, there were no traces of other people entering or exiting the house, and even multiple surveillances proved that no one had entered or exited the house when the victim died.In addition, the daughter's sudden entry destroyed the scene of the first case, and her moving of her father's body destroyed the remaining clues, and the investigation of the case fell into a stalemate for a while.

Until later, tiny evidence was discovered, and after a series of investigations, the murderer—the daughter of the deceased was found.

The gentleman sitting next to him asked a question that had nothing to do with solving the case, but Elsa didn't know how to comment.

The victim was a single father who was raising his daughter on his own after his girlfriend left the child and ran away.But while he was regarded as a model father by all the neighbors and teachers, he kept molesting the ignorant girls until his children understood and questioned him.

Later, the father left everything to his daughter, moved out of the house alone, and rented a dilapidated room in a remote place.He never set foot in their former home again, and every penny he earned, except for daily expenses, was sent to the mailbox at the door of his daughter's house.

But what?The damage has already been done, and even if the girl goes all the way to the doctor of medicine, there is still no way to cure her heart disease.

In the end, she killed her father, and after the truth was found out, she swallowed a gun and committed suicide.

But in fact, her father knew that it was his daughter who came to kill him.After his daughter left, he knelt under the portrait of Jesus and repented.

When the story is read, it will only sigh, once asked how to think... Elsa is stumped.

She bit her lower lip, her expression was tangled, and finally she decided to tell the truth: "Sir, I don't know."

"This is something that I can't express a conclusion if it happened to me," Elsa said every time from the bottom of her heart, "I don't know what the victim thinks, whether his previous confession was for his daughter or for himself I don't know if it's easier, but he must have really regretted it in the end. And the daughter, she worked hard to get rid of the past, but in the end she didn't mend the cracks in her life, but broke it.

... I don't know if she will regret it, but in the end, she was relieved. "

Elsa's three views and human nature are still a little distorted. Sometimes she is very ignorant, and sometimes she is terribly rational.

The gentleman sitting next to him suddenly laughed: "Where's your sense of justice?"

"I have a sense of justice," Elsa straightened her thin breasts, "but here is a story."

"This story is an adaptation of real events, right?"

"But I'm not the party."

"Hahaha, you are so cute."

Almost everyone who knew Elsa described her as cute, but Elsa was a little embarrassed to be called like this by a stranger who had not passed her name.She hummed, and suddenly stopped talking.

At about this time, the plane was about to reach its destination.

Elsa put the book back in the box, and politely said goodbye to the gentleman sitting next to her in advance: "Nice to meet you, thank you for your company along the way."

The gentleman waved his hand without answering.

The plane landed smoothly.

He put his sunglasses back on, and suddenly smiled at Elsa again.

"Girl, if I were you, I wouldn't choose New York," he unbuckled his seat belt and stood up, "Why don't you go to Gotham?"

"...Gotham?" Elsa was a little confused.But she politely thanked this strange gentleman, got off the plane with the space box, and breathed the American air after three months.

Well, nothing to miss either.

Except Bucky.

Oh, he was still engaged in assassination in Africa the day before yesterday, and I don't know if he has returned to the United States.

As planned, let's ask Hydra, after all, that octopus is too ugly.

While looking at the road signs, Elsa's thoughts diverged in a mess, and she quickly disappeared into the airport passageway.

The man in black standing behind the tail of the plane shook his head.

"What a naive little princess," he chewed gum, completely lacking the feeling of an old-fashioned gentleman on the plane, "I don't know how long I can be naive."

He took out his phone and threw it in the air a few times, carelessly chewing on the candy that was about to lose its taste: "I've seen me twice, and I haven't figured out who I am yet."

Watching the figure of Cinderella disappear from sight, he caught the phone he threw up for the last time, and after holding it in his hand for a few seconds, he made a call:

"Hey old friend~" He blew out a small bubble from the sugar in his mouth, and continued to speak when the bubble burst, "I give you a gift, which has been sent to Gotham, and it may be delayed for a few days on the road. "

"No problem, I'm waiting for your performance."

He hung up the phone, and the bubbles he blew out became bigger and bigger: "Bye~Bye~ Your Royal Highness~~~"