Three-stream detection simulator

Hercule issued the most arrogant criminal declaration in history, and even the real clown in the parallel universe would bow down after seeing it. But he felt that his invasion of Asgard was justified:

After all, according to the Strange Universe, it was Loki who took his prey away from the Joker.

But even if one of Hercule's goals is to force Loki from the Strange Universe out of Asgard, like pointing a flamethrower at the Black Magpie's lair, he cannot do so directly because of the lack of manpower and equipment.

So before the universe-shaking news of "Joker Attacks Asgard" happened, the first person he targeted was New York Mayor Norman Osborn.

**

Harvey walked off the train with a gloomy look and a salute.

He hasn't been to New York for a long time, and since Norman Osborne took over the city, the already chaotic cultural capital has become even more smoky, with billboards covering everything, dedicated to blinding every tourist. Eyes, when he saw Osborne's artificial smile appearing on the poster for cutting-edge technology, the District Attorney's non-existent good mood became even lower.

He remembered that the investigation into the origin of the entropy reversal weapon had not yet been followed up. Batman promised to give him the results within a week, but now, the Dark Knight is obviously addicted to the boring Boy Scout building activities, neither caring about Gotham nor the commitment to his former teammates.

The result is that Harvey is forced to fight alone according to the principles of fairness and justice, so that everything he looks at is strongly displeasing to his eyes.

There are homeless people on the street who are able-bodied but too lazy to work! Damn it!

Teenagers who don't go to school! madness!

Citizens who believe that Osborne is making a big deal! Innocent!

The self who traveled all the way to New York just for a tweet! Taken advantage of!

How come this world that leaves no room for good people to survive has not yet been destroyed?

Harvey strode out of the Central Station angrily. When he saw the Ao Group Building in the distance in front of him, he realized that he had arrived in a hurry and forgot to book a hotel room.

Mainly, he was trying to contact the first person who saw the clown in New York, a strong American man who claimed to be 6 feet tall and carried a gun on Twitter.

It stands to reason that if the other party replies, Harvey can immediately decide his next plan. As a result, until he arrived in New York, the unknown person did not give any news.

As far as he knew, the New York police also found nothing and only found the cardboard shown in the video at the scene of the incident.

Some netizens already thought that this was a bad prank that played on everyone, but Harvey didn't want to admit that he did it in vain. He firmly believed that the clown must be in New York, otherwise there would be no need for Harleen Quinzel to fight for this. Girlfriends quarrel.

However, when he wanted to get some inside information from the police station in midtown Manhattan, he was rejected.

"We have enough Gotham guys in our detention area. They are running around the country like bed bugs." The police drove him out impatiently. "If you have any needs, go to the official channels, otherwise I will half I can’t speak the words. Go away, Gotham Attorney, you’re affecting my job.”

His colleagues crowded together on the rooftop railing like a row of mindless pigeons, and jeered loudly when they saw Harvey being pushed out.

Stupid New Yorker.

Harvey once again missed the other side of him who would kill people by tossing a coin whenever they disagreed.

Or someone who uses violence doesn’t have to be a supervillain, right? Look at Batman. Maybe he could also cover his face and rush into the NYPD with a gun, beating up everyone he saw. As long as he didn't kill them, no one could say anything, probably.

Harvey walked fifty meters away with this idea, getting more and more angry as he thought about it.

Half an hour later, he bought a distinctive two-color suit from a second-hand store not far from the police station. It is black on the left and white on the right. The boss saw that he was giving the money so he also gave him a wooden purple devil mask as a friendly gift.

After finding a deserted place and changing his clothes, Harvey flicked his pistol and put it back on his waist before striding back to the police station.

This time he did not go through the main entrance, but carefully climbed up to the rooftop and hid in the shadow of the stairwell. When a policeman who was fishing for work wandered nearby, he rushed up to cover his mouth and nose and pulled him away. Returning to the shade, he put the gun against the other person's head and said:

"Tell me everything you know about the Joker."

This time the friendly communication paid off.

Harvey learned that the Joker was silent for the time being. The police did not find the person who posted the tweet. The person who posted the tweet was neither alive nor dead. They went to inquire about the fast food restaurant near the incident site, and the owner said that no one ordered takeout at all last night.

"I...I told you everything I know." The policeman said tremblingly, "Please let me go."

"Are you very polite, huh?" Harvey thought that this man was laughing at him just now, and handed the gun forward again, "Is there any event venue with a large flow of people in New York in the next three days? Or come and visit. important person?”

"This, this," the policeman racked his brains in a cold sweat, "I only know that there is a music festival in Central Park. You know, Thanksgiving is coming...Besides, let me think about it, let Let me think about it... That’s right! Mayor Norman Osborne is going to give a lecture at the Ao Group Building next to the Empire State Building!”

"Interesting." Harvey said gloomily. "It seems that you will only work on such gossip instead of expending energy on maintaining law and order. It is a pure waste of taxpayers' money to give people like you -"

He took advantage of the opponent's distraction and punched him, knocking him down.

"It's much easier to do bad than to do good. What do you think, Hercule?"

After Harvey finished speaking to the air, the policeman who had passed out was still in place, jumped off the roof of the police station, changed his clothes and transformed into an innocent prosecutor again.

He was not sure whether the clown preferred lively music festivals, Norman Osborn's crooked face, considering that the mayor hired a large number of bodyguards to protect his personal safety, or drinking at music festivals. Ordinary citizens who take drugs, dance and run around naked are more worthy of worry.

Harvey got on the subway to Central Park.

The music festival is in the evening, but the staff has already started setting up the venue. Harvey's nerves, tense and twitching due to lack of rest, turned into a puddle of pathetic liquid amidst the deafening screams during the sound check. He numbly found the staff, showed his identification, and successfully obtained the privilege of walking around in various temporary workshops.

But everything looks normal.

No circus, no madman, no weird little toys with Didi countdown, no fluorescent green paint and red blood stains, no metal cans containing dangerous chemical products. The manager followed Harvey nervously and kept repeating:

“Our event is approved by the mayor!”

That's what the fuck is worth worrying about. When will you realize that Osborne is not a good person.

Harvey forced a smile to comfort the other person, and when he turned his head again, his face was full of gloom. He screamed painfully in his heart: Damn it, choose one of the two, come to the wrong place!

And his irritability reached its peak in the next moment——

The music festival employee next to him suddenly said in a surprised tone: "Look at the live news! Someone is setting off fireworks in front of the Empire State Building!"

Harvey turned around suddenly and grabbed the employee's cell phone.

In the video, the reporter looks confused but relaxed:

"Look, everyone, the building behind me is the Empire State Building, one of Manhattan's landmark buildings. There is a lot of light green smoke floating from the top of the building all the way to the Osmanthus Group Building in the northeast, and forming various cute shapes in the air. Beautiful circus prop pattern.

As we all know, the Mayor of New York City, Mr. Norman Osborne, is about to give a lecture on the current hot topic "Superhero League" in the Osborne Building. Although we have not received the news in advance, we can still think that this is Osborne's lecture. The warm-up celebration performance prepared by the Group in advance..."

"What nonsense is he talking about?!" Harvey was simply stunned. "That's the Joker! He's a psychotic criminal! Don't any of you recognize his crime style?"

"Ah? Can you please return my mobile phone to me first?" the music festival employee said dissatisfiedly, "I don't know who is crazy, but the mayor may have invited circus clowns to provide entertainment for the citizens."

Harvey threw the phone back: "People like you don't need Stockholm Syndrome to fall in love with robbers. Happy Music Festival, Piggy, I'm going to take the first step to save Mr. Mayor's life."

"Hey! What nonsense are you talking about! I want to file a complaint against you!" The employee shook his fist at his back and lowered his head angrily, but when he saw the live news screen, he opened his mouth and said, "Oh my God... wait a minute, What is this?"

In the video, an elderly man was accidentally caught in the gas. One second he was taking a selfie, and the next moment he exaggeratedly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. Bystanders who noticed this scene finally realized what was going on and began to scream and retreat.

Festival employees were shaken to their cores.

Fortunately, the gas was directed towards Osborne Tower and people standing on the ground could not inhale too much. The old man who fainted was soon shaken awake. He faced the camera and said with a weak and trembling voice: "Great, I'm still alive! You ask me how I feel? I have to say it's very, very uncomfortable. It's like someone put their arm into my stomach and punched it. You must not get close to these gases. They are extremely dangerous. I will lose at least ten years of my life this time."

Hearing this, the host wanted to take away the microphone and say something, but the old man suddenly sped up his speech: "By the way, I am Oliver Putnam, a director and radio program producer. Some time ago, the popular program "Hercules" "Lee Hugo and the New York Arson Case" was adapted and published by me. Everyone is welcome to follow my official website address..."

Harvey paid no attention to these hiccups. He rushed to the Empire State Building without stopping and was lucky enough to catch the climax of the incident.

His evil and cruel enemy is dressed in a suit, as if he were attending a party. The white-gloved hand held a dagger, pressing the sharp end against Mayor Norman Osborne's fragile carotid artery. A large number of police cars covered the high-rise building, and several helicopters were hovering in the sky. The sounds of horns and propellers overlapped, like a grand symphony performance dedicated to the murderer.

However, the buzzing in Harvey's brain overwhelmed everything. He stared closely at the blurry face of the clown on the top of the building, under the illusion that he was face to face with him, and his ears were ringing with the other person's hysterical laughter. In his fantasy, he knocked the clown to the ground, but saw the ugly face of Harvey Dent reflected in those green eyes that were completely different from Hercule Hugo.

"Harvey, it's impossible for a person to have two souls." The clown said sadly in a detective's voice, "You clearly made a promise, but you betrayed your oath and chose evil. Now that you have determined your path, Then I will make a choice.”

"It's all over, my friend."

The corners of his blood-red mouth lifted, and he laughed as he pulled the trigger at Harvey.

The bright sunshine above his head, but Harvey couldn't help shaking all over. The next moment, a violent whistle woke him up from his inner demons, and people shouted and pointed at the sky.

Harvey looked up and saw that the Joker had somehow controlled a military helicopter. He had hostages, accomplices, and skills. It can be said that he easily took Norman Osborn to the cabin. Before leaving, he waved and blew a kiss to the crowd on the ground in a particularly chic manner.

A camera zoomed in on the picture and saw that he was lip-syncing: "I love you~"

Then he didn't close the cabin door, but laughed and fell on the chair with his head raised, just avoiding the bullets. Norman Osborn next to him moved his butt, showing a look of disgust and fear.

The Joker's name instantly made headlines on major social media. People are destined to remember this day because the chaos has just begun.