"I understand." Pug asked himself, "Because I have been exposed to a lot of English recently, and there are many slang words about cats and dogs in English that have negative connotations. But when a dog says to a human, 'I want to be yours "dog", the word "dog" breaks away from the metaphor it represents in the culture of another species, and becomes a frank and straightforward declaration of "love". That is my human being, and I am his dog. , we have each other - yes, this is a very normal, healthy and positive family relationship, so you should not be ashamed to express it, especially when you are really a dog..."

"Woohoo, dog food!" A corgi cheered at this moment, squeezing between the pug and the little kryptonite, and ran towards the dog owner who ran over in a panic carrying a bag, and fell down on the way.

"It's a healthy and positive relationship in most cases," Pug added, "unless one of the parties is too heartless."

Xiao Krypton was attracted by its strangely angled remarks that sounded both useful and useless: "Are you a philosopher?"

"You can put it this way," Pug said sadly, "I was trying to study the psychology of various species. I thought I was knowledgeable about human nature, but later I found that what I saw and heard was so one-sided."

Xiao Krypton seemed to understand: "So the detective became the object of your observation?"

"He is an interesting and unique specimen." The pug's dark eyes moved from Hercule's neglected hair to the curls of his shirt cuffs, "Courageous, determined, intelligent, but prone to a The road has gone dark, and he's not loyal enough or honest--"

Xiao Krypton said: "It doesn't sound like our dogs."

He swung his tail proudly.

"I don't think you can say he's like any other animal," replied the pug. "He's a human being, a complex and contradictory human being."

**

There happened to be a projector in the conference room of Aria's apartment. Louise found out that the reporter from the New York newspaper was live broadcasting the scene, and Hercule was also interested, so she simply projected the video on her mobile phone to the big screen, and cooked up the investigation of the explosion scene with superb professionalism. .

The New York reporter said: "Behind me is the most iconic building of the Osmanthus Group on Manhattan Island. It was completed in March last year. The surface glass uses the group's latest research results, a special high-optical quality polycarbonate material.' Nima'.

Dr. Octavius, a researcher at the Austrian Group, claimed that the material can effectively withstand 7.62×54 rifle bullets and can be produced on a large scale. However, in today's disaster, we saw that the murderer easily destroyed the outer wall and entered the interior of the Aoshi Group building.

The scene was in a mess, and nearly a hundred windows were damaged beyond repair. Current statistics show that there were no casualties among ordinary employees. The murderer seemed to have no intention of robbing property or injuring people's lives. However, three security personnel were still seriously injured, and no one was killed yet.

Some facilities in the building were damaged during the confrontation between security members and the murderer. Mayor Norman Osborne said, "This is an extremely egregious act, a threat to people's safety and a provocation to the judiciary," and revealed to reporters that his losses in this incident were close to one million US dollars.

But the mayor stated that he did not know the murderer's purpose of breaking into the Aoshi Group. One can only speculate that this was an act of private revenge, because the police found a letter at the scene, which, as you can see, is the picture in my hand. It was suspected to be left by the murderer. After the paper was spread out, only one sentence could be found - 'The game has just begun'.

…”

Louise put the pan-fried lamb chops in the take-out box that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside into her mouth. She sincerely expressed her appreciation for Hercule's food taste and decided to apply it to her next meal with Clark when she had the opportunity. During Kent's dinner. She listened to the report and enjoyed her delicacies before asking, "Did you see anything, Detective?"

"Of course not. You have imagined the profession of detective to be miraculous." Hercule lowered his head and kept pressing the page button on his phone. "I want to first understand the research strength of the Aoshi Group."

After asking for his permission, Louise took a look at the screen of the flip phone that was not advanced enough but had Internet access, and discovered that what Hercule was reading was actually a literature review of bulletproof materials published by the Osmanthus Group in "Nature" in January last year. . The article summarizes the advantages and disadvantages of various special materials at the beginning, and at the end focuses on the ‘nearly perfect’ optical material, ‘Animus’, that will be launched soon.

"Their names are somewhat similar," Louise said. "I mean 'anima' and 'animus'."

Hercule immediately explained: "Oh, that's the case. Plato recorded a man and a woman in his ancient Greek mythology "Symposium". Zeus split it in half, and one half was called 'Anima' and the other half are called 'Animus'. They usually appear in pairs in philosophy, so when I heard the reporter mention 'Anima', I thought that there should be another person in the Aurobindo Group. A research project called 'Animus'."

Then he checked online, and it was as expected.

"Amazing, actually I just wanted to hear this when I asked you what you discovered - I wanted to say it during the previous interview, sometimes I think you have a search engine in your brain." Louise came over with interest, "Is there any connection between these two projects? One seems to have become architectural glass, and the other has not yet turned theory into results."

"But they have already introduced the material prospects in the review." Hercule pointed to the text on the screen and said, "Using nanoscale rare metals to achieve electromagnetic resonance in a special structure and then produce an unprecedented negative refractive index to achieve perfect Lenses or optical invisibility.”

Louise: "...have you finished reading?"

"I've finished reading." Hercule handed her the phone, "The document is not long."

Louise began to turn over her head and felt the familiar headache she felt when she came back into contact with physics after being away from it for many years.

It never occurred to the detective that others might not understand this cutting-edge science. He said to himself: "Interesting, bulletproof and invisible, the Osmanthus Group is trying to turn its base camp into a military fortress that cannot be broken or penetrated."

"Wait a minute." Louise skipped the long paragraphs of principles and formulas, pulled the document directly to the end, quickly read the conclusion and asked, "I don't think this explains the problem? Norman Osborne is The mayor of New York would like to equip the most advanced security team, rather than wait for official investment, it would be better to invest money himself.”

"Indeed, indeed." Hercule said twice in a row. He seemed completely attracted by this sudden accident. "Osborne has been innocent so far, so the letter said 'the game has just begun.' . A detective game can only release one clue at the beginning, otherwise if I see the whole picture directly, the planner will find it very boring. "

"But it doesn't matter. He wants fun, so we will give him fun." He paused and then said, "It reminds me of that boring card board game. The identity cards have been drawn out, followed by events and clues. Solving puzzles. After all, this is much simpler than games..."

Louise asked in surprise: "What?"

Hercule misunderstood what she meant: "You mean how do I connect all this together? The murderer destroyed a large piece of glass, and the direction was quite clear. As for the letter in the reporter's hand, I want to see the news video playback. "

Louise heard this and adjusted the video progress bar.

Hercule dug into his coat pocket and took out a well-preserved piece of letter paper with two cat hairs remaining in the pocket where Hibida was squatting. He compared it with the photo held by the reporter on the screen: "Paper specifications They are the same, the envelopes are all bought in Gotham, only the contents of the letters are different.”

His letter said 'Help', which was like the introduction to the game, and the Oscorp explosion was the first event card he drew.

"I'm starting to get a little nervous." Louise said, half jokingly and half seriously, "This is a provocative detective case, and the person the murderer wants to target is you. How does it feel to be famous?"

——A superhero without a villain to target is not a good detective.

Hercule thought of his checkerboard medal.

He answered Louise gravely: "Very bad."

Having said that, the detective's eyes were completely different. He was gearing up and concentrating, even forgetting the dog outside the window: "But the murderer may also be targeting the Ao Group. I'm not sure now whether they want to take revenge on the Ao Group. Group, so they deliberately dragged me, who just had some exposure, into this muddy water. They still wanted to attack me and used the Aoshi Group as a bridge. "

Louise hesitated to speak: "I have another question... Oh, forget it."

Hercule: "What's wrong, Ms. Lane?"

Louise: "I just never thought that as a real detective, you have also played 'Crime Master VS Top Detective'... Speaking of which, there is an online version of this game, and everyone at Daily Planet played it when they got together. How many times, I guess there must be your ID at the front of the ranking list?”

Hercule: "..."

He solemnly said: "I have always supported freedom of speech, but please don't mention the name of this board game in front of me. With all due respect, all detective games that rely on drawing cards to get clues are——"

Several curse words passed through his mouth, and in front of Louise, he replaced them with words that were less offensive: "Trash."

The hesitation in the middle makes the whole sentence less powerful, almost making the speaker seem a bit respectable and pitiful.

Louise perceived certain truths with her high emotional intelligence.

She said calmly: "Sometimes the game balance design is really not reasonable enough." She saved the situation lightly, and then the female reporter quickly changed the subject, "You said you planned to go back to Gotham for a few days recently. But since New York After something like this happened, are you still going to go according to your original plan? "

"Yes." Hercule said, "Drawing the criminal card...I'm not saying that this game has any advantages, but it may be easier for you to understand when I say this (Louise couldn't help but nod, trying not to show any clues). The most obvious clue given by the person who drew the criminal card is that he is in Gotham. I think whether it is a trap or an invitation, you should go and test it. Otherwise, the case that happened in New York will always be one step faster than the police to solve the case. The victim It will not decrease but become more and more..."

He looked at Louise and stopped speaking helplessly.

Then said: "I played twice and lost twice. Will you include this in the report, Ms. Lane?"

"If you don't agree, I will never write it. I am a principled reporter." Louise's face was stern. She didn't know how Hercule saw that she wanted to laugh. She had clearly mentioned her father, an officer, and Superman was fooled, "But to be honest, if you, as a new detective in New York, prove that there are unreasonable aspects of this game, it may lead to a decrease in card sales and a decrease in online players."

No.

thought Hercule.

No one knows players better than me. They will definitely be more enthusiastic about watching me in the game.

"No." He said, "The so-called existence is reasonable, but we are not suitable."

"You are so magnanimous." Louise turned her head, "I have to go, detective, although I enjoy today's lunch, but I still have a news release to write in the evening. Thank you for your cooperation, and thank you for your patience with Xiao Krypton."

After that, she turned to look for Clark's dog.

Hercule also remembered his cat that he had let loose after promising "no harm": "Hibida?"

Outside came the angry barking of dogs and the roaring of cats, mixed with the weak and helpless voices of several onlookers trying to persuade the fight, and the flashlights of mobile phones were connected.

The two best of humanity stood in front of the French window, shocked by the chaos on the lawn outside, and no one could speak for a long time.

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