Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke listened to the address she said and nodded to remember.

Purple Hair Laurie: “Are you… not going to reveal who we are? ”

Luke shook his head and said again: "Perhaps we are the same kind of people. If you want to die, I don't have to say your name here. In addition, I can provide you with a little technical support. ”

Purple hair Lori curious: "What support? ”

Luke showed this thing in his hand before typing: "For example, this thing in my hand solves the possibility of partially locking your voices through technical means. ”

Purple hair Laurie: “Give it to me? ”

Luke suddenly typed, “Business is business. I don't really care about money, but it costs money to make these things. Just like you robbed the dealers and took their cash for fun? ”

Purple hair. Laurie thought about it. When she heard from Daddy Hermione, she said, "We can pay for it. But how? ”

Luke thought of it here, and he scratched his head a little.

Transfers are easy to reveal, especially when big cases are encountered and accounts are stared at, and money is not dared to be taken out.

At the end of the day, Luke helplessly typed a line: "Book it. ”

Purple hair Lori: “…” What kind of brain loop is this? Credit business, or this kind of business where only the people concerned agree, you're not afraid of us?

Luke typed, “How's it going? If you'd like, there's a forum address inside, and if you need anything, you can leave a message in the military section, and I'll leave you a private password book. ”

Purple hair Lori: “... OK, deal. ”

Luke nodded for a moment on his fake phone, reset it, and enter a URL.

He typed in the last phrase randomly, started the play key, and threw it away: “This is for you to try out, and there are some interesting little features inside, so remember to order from me later. Guaranteed quality, no deception for children. ”

After that, Luke walked up to the roof and leaped down.

Purple hair Lori lightly turned out to fake her phone, ran over and found that the black figure had cleverly dropped on various scaffolding debris outside the house, quickly descending to the bottom floor and disappearing into the alley at night.

She turned around and looked across the roof, and Dad's voice was coming from her earpiece: "Let's go, we'll talk about it later. ”

A moment later, one big, one small, two shadows disappeared on the roof in a hidden alarm sound.

Luke walked past the dilapidated building in the dark, switched back the hooded sweatshirt in the dark corner, walked up to an empty oil barrel and threw in wigs, capes, hats, masks, clothes, boots, then threw them in and poured in a bottle of gasoline, lit up and watched the pile burn and melt slowly in the flame.

He left quietly after searching the side for some broken wooden boards to throw in and let the empty barrel continue to burn.

Not far from here, a homeless fanatic opened his eyes: “Who is it? Waste of fuel in the middle of the night, I hate it. ”

He turned around and went back to sleep.

When Luke returned to the apartment, it was also 1: 30 in the middle of the night, and he carefully checked to make sure he had no clues or items left on the scene before taking a strip bath.

Looking at tonight's harvest, he's still satisfied.

Task: Eliminate groups of traffickers and destroy illegal drugs.

Total mission experience 1000, points 1000.

Mission contribution rate is 60%, gain experience 600, points 600.

His experience points on this assignment are not low, but his contribution rate seems to be a bit low.

Although the other side killed three people, he killed five people, together with the head, and Damon's father and daughter, even if he couldn't do it, had basically completed the clearance mission, but accounted for only 60 per cent of the credit.

Look at the name of the mission - destroy illegal drugs!

He didn't do it, it must have been Mindy Little Lori.

That is why his mission contribution rate is mainly from clearance, which is why it appears relatively low.

Perhaps he destroyed the contraband, with more than a hundred or two experience points.

Remember, the next time you clean up a gang of traffickers, do your best to finish it.

With this in mind, he gradually entered his dreamland.

Early the next morning, Elsa knocked on his door: "Luke, we have to get there early, it's been two days. ”

Luke said yes and woke up sleepy.

After a quick wash, change into a comfortable and flexible sportswear suit and Bell will be right down the hall messing with her baby cab when she leaves.

Luke saw a chill on the side.

Can you imagine a woman touching a car like she touched her own son? That's probably what Bell looks like right now.

Luke said, "Belle, can you give us a ride with your baby? Oh, I'm not talking about Jesse. ”

Bell smiles all over his face: "I know, Jesse is my sweetheart, and my baby is it.” Slap gently on the hood of the car.

Luke: "So are you getting out of the car? ”

Bell: “Sure, as long as you pay. ”

Luke: "Have I ever relied on your car money? ”

Bell: “No, get in the car. Are you in a hurry? ”

Elsa's decisive plug: “Normal speed is fine. ”

She overslept a little the day before yesterday. She also got up when she saw Bell leaving the car, so she said, "Hurry up, it's not that bad."

And then... Elsa, the strong woman, threw up.

Damn it, Bell started the car, it wasn't even a car, it was a complete jet racing, and it went wild on the street, clashing left and right.

When Elsa got out of the car, she looked at the license plate, which wasn't the one when she got in the car.

At that time, Elsa was admiring Luke.

With Bell's technique, Elsa would definitely be a major weapon if she wanted to chase a suspect in New York City.

The point is, Bell is not afraid to get ticketed, she can always change her license plate anyway.

Ten minutes later, Luke and the others reached their destination.

Bell smiled and clapped his goodbyes to Luke, watching Elsa grin.

She was all wondering how Luke, a white young man, got so involved with a black woman driver.

Luke started caring about Sergei's case when he went to the police station and sat at the desk where he had barely sat.

It's not that he doesn't have to. In fact, Belet hasn't given them a specific course of action, and it's useless to ask Elsa.

It is even more unlikely that an investigation will be conducted on its own, and the operation must be carried out under the command of the New York Police Department.

If Luke runs off and grabs Sergei himself, Belet will throw him in NYPD custody with him.

Turning around the information Elsa had compiled over the past few days, which contained the results of various NYPD investigations into Sergei.

Things are not good or bad.

Sergei is a troubled group, but not the most troubled.

This time, the West End of LAPD didn't know what it was doing, so the NYPD decided to clean up the gang, interrogate it, and then hand Sergei over to the West End of LAPD for questioning.

The room was busy and Luke and the two of them remained quiet.