Not only did Claire vividly describe the scene of Instructor Harry's car accident, but she also described how he had been "revered" after he returned to the police academy.
Now, Instructor Harry would feel uncomfortable whenever he heard a cow's cry.
Although there were no cows in the police academy, as long as there was a ventriloquist, a cow's cry would occasionally echo on campus.
Dinner and chatting didn't end until late at night.
Before Claire went to bed, Luke gave her something that looked like a watch.
The little monkey looked at it curiously. "Why isn't there a brand?"
Luke said, "I made it. It's not a watch, although it can also show the time."
Claire nodded and put it on. "It doesn't look bad, but it's too masculine."
Luke said helplessly, "It can detect and record your body data."
Claire found that odd. "Why are you giving this to me?"
Luke said, "It depends on what nutrients you lack. Maybe I can make you grow taller."
Claire hit him unhappily. "I'm not short, alright?"
After hitting him, she couldn't help but ask, "Can I really grow taller?"
Luke said, "This is just a monitor, not a treatment device. A doctor has to check you first, okay?"
Claire said angrily, "It's a trick for kids."
That being said, she obediently went back to sleep with the monitor on.
Luke was amused.
Although the little monkey was full of energy, she was only 1.67 meters tall. She was half a head shorter than Selina and a head shorter than Luke.
She had always been envious of Selina's long legs.
Luke could only be glad that she hadn't seen Vanessa, or she would go crazy with jealousy.
The next day, Luke went to work as usual.
But in the afternoon, Luke received a call from Professor Lawrence Hayes. After a few words, Luke's expression turned grave.
After hanging up, Selina couldn't help but ask, "Is there really going to be another earthquake?"
Luke continued driving as he said, "This is what Lawrence's prediction is."
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Selina sighed. "I really hope he's wrong this time."
Luke didn't say anything and simply sent a message to Jenny and Claire.
At night, Professor Lawrence Hayes returned home, exhausted.
He had looked for everyone he could today, and even used some of his connections, but nobody dared to help him.
Now, he had done his best.
Even though he knew that a disaster was right in front of him, he could not inform the others.
He didn't even turn on the lights when he walked into the house. He threw away the bag in his hand and walked into the kitchen in a daze. He grabbed a cup and opened the fridge.
Then he stood there, trying to think of some other way of warning of impending danger.
"How long do you plan to stand there?" A cold, robotic voice sounded, scaring Lawrence so much that his hand trembled and he dropped the cup.
A black shadow flashed and kicked out. The falling glass drew an arc in the air and landed on the table next to it.
Lawrence looked at the person in front of him in surprise. "You're … Batman?"
Luke said, "I know you, Professor Lawrence Hayes. You said something you shouldn't have on TV that day, and now you're on the TV station's blacklist. "
"Yes, they don't dare to let me go on live broadcasts anymore." Lawrence smiled bitterly. He didn't care about the black giant in front of him anymore. He grabbed the wine bottle on the table beside him.
"I've been keeping an eye on you. I heard that you've made new progress in your research, right?" asked the black giant.
Lawrence twisted the cap of the bottle and said dejectedly, "In the next two days, the earthquake I mentioned last time is really coming, but nobody is willing to help me."
The black giant asked, "Do you want to tell everyone about this?"
Lawrence was stumped for a moment. He had just raised the bottle to his chest, and the wine was about to gush out of the tilted bottle.
Luke kicked the bottle back onto the table. "I can help you, but are you willing to pay the price?"
Lawrence asked, "What price? I don't have much money. I can scrape together a hundred thousand at most … "
"Have you ever heard of me asking anyone for money?" The black giant waved his hand. "The price I'm talking about is: if your prediction is wrong, you'll go to jail, and those who suffer losses for nothing will curse you like crazy."
After a brief silence, Lawrence shook his head. "Since I dared to say it last time, I'm not afraid this time."
Luke said, "That's because the earthquake really happened after the last livestream. But will it happen again this time?"
Lawrence said resolutely, "The data I collected proves everything. It will happen again in the next seventy-two hours. I'm sure of it!"
After a brief silence, the black giant's dark red lenses flashed, and he finally said, "Then, are you ready to put on clothes for the livestream? I think you should at least put on clean clothes, which will make it easier for people to believe you. "
Lawrence lowered his head and looked at his wrinkled shirt, which still reeked of sweat. He was instantly embarrassed. "Give me ten minutes."
…
Fifteen minutes later, Lawrence tried his best to suck in his stomach and restrain his urge to pee. He tried his best to shout upwards, "I say, can't we just take a taxi or something?"
Luke jumped up again and slid through the night sky to the ABC TV building not far away. "Do you think I can take a taxi to the TV station dressed like this?"
Lawrence tried his best not to look at the streets and buildings as he roared, "I think if you're willing to make a call in advance, the TV station will send a car to take us to the studio as soon as possible."
Luke was speechless for a moment before he said, "Batman isn't omnipotent. Next time someone dresses up like this and releases fake news, do you think people should believe them? "
Lawrence wasn't an idiot. Even an idiot wouldn't be a professor at the world's top university, California Institute of Technology.
He just hadn't considered how Batman could prove that he was Batman.
But now that Batman had mentioned it, it only took a simple logical analysis for him to understand why this person, who should be Batman himself, wasn't willing to use his identity to issue an earthquake warning.
Although it would be simpler and easier to win people's trust than Lawrence doing it himself.
Very soon, they landed on the top floor of the ABC TV building.
Lawrence asked, "What do we do now?"
Luke said, "Go down and find the studio. I'll start a livestream for you."
Lawrence: "Huh?"
Is a livestream that simple? Are you kidding me? The professor cursed inwardly, but obediently followed Luke.
Without any hesitation, Luke went straight to a certain studio.
There was a talk show being broadcast live at nine in the evening. The host was a middle-aged white man with a serious expression, but he rarely spoke seriously.
This host, Colin, was a famous talk show host in America.
The talk show named after him was also one of the highest rated talk shows in Los Angeles and even in America.
Even if it only lasted ten minutes each time.
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