Super Detective in the Fictional World

“I just checked. Four of them had pistol wounds and a shotgun wound. All five others were shot dead by shotguns. ”

Quiet down on the intercom channel.

No one at the FBI uses shotguns, they either have assault rifles or miniature shocks for melee, they have pistols, but this is not going to happen today.

Only Luke, known these days to have a Remington shotgun in his car, was accompanied by a Glock 17, which exploded faster than a shotgun in the melee.

Only he could use a pistol because the shotgun was not fast enough when facing multiple people.

“Luke the boy... is he so fierce? I laughed at him last week for not shooting.” A policeman hesitated to ask.

“Well, you wait to die for you. ”

“Well, don't be ridiculous, let's do it. After a few extra moments, I rushed to Selena's house for backup. Twenty gangsters there have not been solved. They are at war with the FBI. ”

“Uh, I wanted to tell you, boss and Luke just got there. ”

“ …… ”

“ …… ”

Robert was in the car, listening to a bunch of guys in the intercom system bullshit there, glancing at Luke on the side: "Did you kill all the shooters who attacked you? ”

Luke, um, looked forward with his eyes.

Robert: "... when this is over, I'll get you a psychiatrist. ”

Luke smiled softly: "No. If they come, I'll kill them. ”

Robert: “Are you sure? ”

Luke: “OK. Well, you can get Selena a shrink, though. ”

Robert: “... are you really screwing her? ”

Luke rolled his eyes: “After all, she's a woman. Is it hard to understand if you need counseling? ”

Robert: “Huh.” The expression on his face was extremely subtle when he laughed.

Robert arrived and the last of the shooters couldn't hold up right away.

The gang met a sniper-ranked veteran whose ferocity left no room, but whose amateur nature was exposed.

With the help of Chris' elite agents, the shooters persisted for less than 10 minutes, then split up and fled three, three, two, two.

By then, Robert had fallen six shooters at gunpoint again.

A panicked shooter tried to escape the chase through this messy house, opened an iron door, and suddenly found a black-hole gunpoint less than two metres away from him.

“FU...” The words shouted halfway, a shooting fired, and the bastard flied out.

The shooter was a Latino woman of mature style.

After blowing the intruder out, she did not panic too much, but gently covered the door again, went back to the sofa where she had been, placed the barrel on the back of the sofa and pointed at the door.

Next to her, two little girls, a little boy, lay down on the ground, and the louder girl whispered, “Mom, when's Selena coming back? ”

The woman also returned in a very low voice: "Soon, I heard her voice. But there are bad guys out there, so let's not go out and talk out loud. ”

“Oh.” The little girl stopped talking.

Finally, only two of the shooters escaped and the others were caught or killed by the FBI in cooperation with the town police.

Neither did the two gunmen who escaped.

This is a small, sparsely populated town in Texas.

Out of town, there are no people outside for dozens of kilometres, only ranches and farms.

A shooter runs into a ranch and tries to kill and rob a car to escape.

As a result, the town police have long called the surrounding ranchers and ranchers to tell them that in the event of a stranger, be careful not to approach, most likely a gunman sent by a gang to attack the town police.

So the shooter pulled out the gun and tried to intimidate an old man to find him a car, and one of them blew up the hand he was carrying.

Well, actually, the young man who shot him just went right to his head, and somehow got to his arm.

The other shooter was better and found falling on a ranch on the third day at noon.

The guy didn't eat or drink for two days, the heat ran out of water, the food ran out, and he fainted.

His rancher was found not to be close, but only called the police station.

An hour later, the police arrived and handcuffed the unconscious bastard away.

As a result, the entire army of gunmen sent by the Carlos family to retaliate was destroyed and none of them escaped.

Chris from the FBI is filled with joy.

Happily, this seduction was quite successful.

Depressingly, Hernandez, an important member of the Carlos family, was beaten to death by Luke.

Not only that, but fifty shooters, less than ten of them were still alive.

Several of the injured shooters were cold before being taken to the hospital, and three more died after being taken to the hospital.

That made him get a lot less information from those gunmen.

Especially the ten men who attacked Luke and Selena, not only the leader Hernandez, but the others who infiltrated the United States from Mexico this time, were the elite gunmen of the Carlos family, who should know more about the Carlos family than the other forty.

Of course, two of the strongest retired special police officers of the Carlos family are not among them.

The other 40 are members of the Grey Dog Gang, a typical street gang, with no tactical skills whatsoever, and will only sweep with their guns.

That's why Robert and the FBI beat the crap out of them.

At the same time, they know a lot less about the Carlos family's internal situation.

And these people, through the garbage truck, dived into the edge of Shakford town in batches, which is why it took them so long.

That garbage truck, of course, was the one that crashed into Luke and Selena.

Chris couldn't help it.

Together, Robert and Luke killed half the shooter team.

Chris, can you blame these two? Of course not.

People give up half of their credit to the FBI. He can't risk his life to keep him alive, can he?

Luke came home, just talked to Robert, didn't think about cleaning up the living room, went upstairs and took a bath and lay down on Simmons.

That's when he had time to view the system.

The mission was completed in retaliation for the Carlos family shooters.

Total mission experience 2000, points 2000.

The resident director service contribution rate is 42%, gaining 840 experience and 840 points.

Experience reached 900 and the host level was upgraded to level 5.

Base point 3 remaining.

Luke ignored the implicit discomfort and fell asleep, adding a few base points on agility.

The next day, Chris left in a complicated mood, but before leaving, he gave Luke a contact.

“In two years, if you have an idea, you can apply to join the FBI, and I'm always here to welcome you as soon as you pass the test.” Chris said.

Luke laughed and put away the card: "Well, if you get a chance. ”

But he thinks it's just Chris playing with his hands. He had only joined the police system for more than two months, a small officer, and only graduated from high school with a diploma.