Chapter 71: Chinese characters are not allowed to appear. It looks more like...

It's even more like it.

Didn’t someone really order takeout secretly?

While Liu Shu was still struggling with her thoughts, Tim noticed her abnormality.

"Do you see anything?"

"Well - put up a surveillance camera."

"If it's here, you can put it on the streetlight behind." Tim didn't turn back. He tilted his head and said, "I already put it there. It's just a matter of convenience."

"When?" Liu Shu turned around in disbelief and saw a familiar reflection in the middle of the street light. It was really put away.

"Didn't you notice?"

"This isn't my house. If you put it there, I'd definitely notice."

"...I'm not that rude."

Have you ever been polite? Liu Shu raised his head, trying to question him with his eyes.

"Okay, okay, we can't find anything anyway, let's go." Tim chose to change the subject.

As he was about to leave the road, Liu Shu suddenly felt like he was being watched.

She and Tim turned their heads at the same time. There was no such thing as alerting the enemy at this time.

The person they caught did not run away in panic, but walked calmly to the wall and squatted down.

"Excuse me……"

"Aren't you going to participate in the sports meet?" The teacher had typical oriental looks and hair color, and was very young. She saw two students who had walked away come back and stood up again.

"We didn't sign up." Liu Shu spoke in Chinese subconsciously.

"Are you tired of it? It's normal not to sign up at your age." She nodded and answered her in Chinese.

"Teacher, what are you doing here?" Tim asked what he wanted to ask.

"It's nothing, you speak standard Mandarin." After praising Tim, she glanced at the railing in a panic.

"Teacher...you wouldn't--" Liu Shu glanced at Tim, whose expression was becoming increasingly calm. He was now absolutely on high alert.

"Are you secretly ordering takeout?"

"What takeaway? I don't know." The teacher quickly denied it, but as soon as he finished speaking, someone stood outside the railing.

The man, dressed like a waiter, waved to the people inside. "Miss Gu, here's the fried chicken you ordered."

Tim seemed to be doubting his life. He stared at the bag of fried chicken hanging on the decorative protrusion of the wrought iron railing and couldn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

As for Teacher Gu, who ordered the takeout, she looked very ashamed, covering her face and running over to take the bag.

"Ordering takeout...it shouldn't be like this, right?" Liu Shu looked at her doubtfully.

"It's nothing, but isn't it not punctual in China? I'm a teacher now." She lowered her head embarrassedly.

This teacher is still too young. "You can order right at the school gate, and many teachers buy coffee, pizza, etc."

"This shop is right next door. If they deliver it here, I can just go downstairs and pick it up," Teacher Gu said, opening the takeout box. "They have fried shrimp balls, which are really delicious. Once you try one bite, you'll know why I ordered it."

Liu Shu was really curious about how delicious it must be that she would buy it every day. Judging from the traces just now, even if she didn't buy it every day, she would buy it at least once every two days.

"Thank you." She took the skewer from the teacher, "Aren't there any bamboo skewers here?" Usually, fried chicken shops provide gloves as cutlery.

"When the store manager asked me to give my suggestions, I said I needed it, and it has been there ever since." She seemed quite proud of it.

It smelled delicious and not greasy at all. Before eating, Liu Shu glanced at Tim, who was still looking at the takeaway in the teacher's hand.

"Do you want to eat it too? Come on, come on." Teacher Gu handed a piece to Tim with an expression that said she couldn't say anything after eating it.

"Teacher, which restaurant?" This is the best evaluation of a restaurant's food. Liu Shu asked seriously. There are many restaurants in Gotham that need to be spread by word of mouth. A delicious restaurant is very valuable.

"Hehe." She gave Liu Shu the store's address and phone number.

She didn't look awkward at all. "Goodbye, teacher."

"Goodbye, I'll treat you to milk tea next time."

Liu Shu waved to the teacher and walked away with Tim in his hand.

“It’s really delicious.”

"That's all you've been talking about for so long?" Liu Shu thought he was going to say something profound.

"Now I understand what it means that there can be no Chinese characters in the Ten Commandments of Deduction." He said the joke in a particularly real way.

"Being a detective always means facing these things. The famous Mouri Kogoro catches cats every day." Ryushu felt that his level was just that of Mouri Kogoro.

"Is he a detective?"

"That's his profession. In the nine-square grid of detective definition, he is a person of pure concept and structural neutrality." Paper talent is the easiest to define, Liu Shu nodded.

"Which type is Matchstick Malone?" Tim became interested when he heard the nine-square grid.

"He and Sherlock are both purists in terms of concept and structure."

"Lawful Good, what about Batman?"

"Lawful Good."

"..." Tim didn't seem to have thought about this question before. He was taken to the bench by Liu Shu to rest, thinking, "It's true."

"Most people would consider him chaotic good, right?"

"As long as he always follows certain principles, he is lawful." Liu Shu opened a lunch box. He had just eaten the shrimp balls given by his teacher, and he was a little hungry after walking for so long.

"You know him well," Tim unscrewed the juice she had taken out, "I'm going to walk around the elementary school gate later."

"Pick up Damian?"

"Ah...you can pick him up too."

What could this also mean?

"We need to spread some rumors before announcing it." Although Tim didn't ask, he answered.

"The elementary school's dismissal time is different from ours, so we have to go early," Liu Shu checked the time, "What time does he dismiss?"

"have no idea."

"Aren't you afraid of missing out?"

"Let's go after dinner, it's almost the same."

He seemed to be indifferent to Damian. "Your brother should be able to pick him up when he's free, right?"

"He's back in Bludhaven to handle some work. You'll see him at the banquet in a few days."

“Do police officers have a lot of work to do?”

"It's Dick, after all. He's very good at finding work for himself."

He's the one who has the least right to criticize Dick, right? Liu Shu stared at him in a daze.

"Huh? Don't you like this?" Tim glanced at the lunch box in her hand, which contained a sandwich.

He dug a paper bag out from under his backpack and said, "They even made hot dogs. I've never seen this at home. Everyone eats it secretly outside."

Squatting on the rooftop to eat junk food might be a common trait among night patrollers. Liu Shu pushed the paper bag away. One piece was enough for her. "Afu will definitely know."

"As long as you don't take it home."

"I made this because it's convenient to eat. Bringing so much food is enough for two days of survival in the wilderness." Liu Shu always felt that the portion was not right.

"Maybe Alfu thinks we'll be on the field."

"From what he knows about you... I'd rather guess it's a snack for Damian."

"Oh yes." Tim finally reacted and took out the last two boxes from the bag.

"Damian's name is on it. Didn't he bring a lunch box to school?" Liu Shu noticed the sticker with his sharp eyes.

"I don't know, but Alfred said he didn't look like he wanted to go to school, and Bruce was the one who walked him out."

"Send it to school?"

"No, go out," Tim blinked and talked about something else, "His driver is an ordinary person who has no idea how to fight or use a gun."

"Why?" He almost forgot his family's financial strength. The driver usually also served as a bodyguard. Secretary Liu remembered that Tim's driver looked very capable.

"He won't attack ordinary people. One day he learns to protect the driver..." Tim is very hopeful about the future.

"Didn't they say the driver can't fight at all? Will he live to see the day he protects me?" This worry was not unnecessary. Liu Shu folded the sandwich wrapping paper.

"But he'll run away."

"???" Is this a specialty? A driver's specialty is being good at escaping. Isn't that a bit strange? Liu Shu turned his head and stared at him, and he even laughed when he said this.

"I've personally flipped through countless resumes." Tim shook his head.

"Drivers always like to brag about how good they are at driving and fighting, but he was the only one who said he was good at helping his employer escape. I immediately decided to hire him."

"That's really amazing." Anyone who wants to include this skill in a resume or needs a driver like this will need to hire an expert.

After finishing the meal, a napkin was immediately placed in front of him. Liu Shu looked in Tim's direction and found that he was packing up.

"Thanks."

"Would you like to go with me?" Tim's eyes sparkled, as if he was expecting her consent.

"I'll tell the squad leader." Didn't I just say I was going with him? Liu Shu recalled while messaging Winnie and realized that he hadn't said anything.

"His school is not far from here, about twenty minutes' walk, but we've walked for a long time today, so let's take a car there later." He quickly arranged the itinerary.

I don’t know what elementary schools in Gotham are like, but Damian actually went to school obediently for two days.

"What do you think of Damian?"

"He's very annoying. Since he's still in his rebellious period, I'll just ignore him." Tim acted like a big man who didn't care about the little guy's mistakes.

"But he's quite obedient in front of his mother. Has he done anything besides cutting the garden?"

"Nothing at all."

"So you say he's annoying?"

"He's been observing us with such blatant eyes that I can even feel him grading people. Do you understand how unpleasant this is? So rude." Tim didn't look happy.

"Thank you for your hard work." Damian looked difficult to deal with. After Liu Shu finished speaking, she found that the people around her were still staring at her.

"Sisters are better," Tim took her hand, "I'll trade Damian for Xiao Wu, okay?"

"Is this something you can change?" He pried his hand off, "Damian might not even consider you his brother."

Tim looked even sadder. Although not as sad as Dick, he also had fantasies about his brother.

"Why is Dick so good with him?"

"This is normal." Liu Shu looked at his head that was leaning towards her. Was it for her to touch?

"His brother is Jason."

"..." Tim suddenly sat up straight, "I'll give him a gift when he gets home."

"Jason has known about Damian for a long time." He seemed to be thinking of something else to distract himself.