Super Detective in the Fictional World

But a moment later, Luke frowned: What... seems to have a familiar smell? Uh, does this guy look like Bell?

Luke's a little scratchy. Why is this driver and landlady here?

Aside from the skill of the car and the four women robbers, there's not going to be any intersection, is there?

He didn't go in either, just smelled it there again, and then he curled around the side windows and gently stepped on the bicycle bench and looked inside.

Inside, a man, a woman and two unlucky bastards are being pointed at by guns.

But the other two women were arguing, and Luke didn't understand them, and it seemed to be Portuguese.

Think of the four women from Brazil, and he'll see.

The one with the gun to Bell and a man is the beautiful woman in the driver's seat this morning.

But the way she argued with her peers, it seemed that her determination to shoot was also very weak, so she hesitated.

Luke thought about it and took out his armpit gun and pointed it at her from the air window.

If this big leg really wants to shoot, Luke has to, even if he doesn't have law enforcement powers.

At least don't let Belle get killed. This black woman is pretty good.

With the gun up, Luke picked up the man with Bell.

This is a white young man with an unfortunate face. He looks fat and fat and white. He looks familiar.

Luke thought about it, and now he remembers, isn't that the guy who stopped the car this morning with a police ID and ended up in a car crash? How did he get there with Bell?

Didn't Bell drive a taxi? I don't see her car around here either. That's her baby.

Soon afterwards, Luke saw the white young man and Bell squeezing their eyebrows, where they said a bunch of bullshit, and eventually the white young man grabbed a gun and the two Bells hid in the back room.

The four big legs out there thumped, scared the white young man back to his room, gave each other a look, and the four of them got in the car and left.

Luke was relieved.

So he doesn't have to shoot these four long legs.

The first concerns law enforcement powers, and the second concerns Elsa's possible deal to make them work better for the time being.

But a moment later, Luke heard a little noise, and then something burned.

That smell was weird, and it seemed like a bunch of things burned together to remind Luke of that wrecked car that he burned in Tamir.

In the tiny room, Bell and the white young man laughed and sounded like they were stunts to the voice.

Luke's sensitive sense of smell also smelled sweet, and he didn't know what it was.

But I've heard Belhaha laugh, scolding the white young fool, saying it's nitrous oxide, which is laughter.

Luke:... it's really talented to use laughing gas as a gas threat.

The point is, all four long legs are gone, and Bell and the white boy are in the room. What's he laughing at?

Luke was speechless and didn't want to show up for the time being, and he always thought the white young man was toxic.

The next moment, when the door handle in the room broke.

Bell laughed and scolded the white young man for being an idiot. Even the door could be broken.

Luke:... Damn, this stuff is really poisonous.

Think about it, he thinks, let's go and open the door ourselves.

But he was just about to get out of the windows, and he heard two people banging on the door, and Belhaha laughed and continued, “Are you really stupid? This door is open to the inside. Why did you hit the door? It opens as soon as you pull. ”

Then they went out the back door of the room.

Luke:... is that poisonous? Is it really poisonous? I've known Bel all these days, and I've never seen Bel so unlucky.

But since the two of them left the laughing room, Luke wasn't worried about the two of them.

He jumped down, rode on the bike, walked out the alley and was ready to leave.

Just out of the alley, I saw a police car on the other side.

In the flashing fire, two officers stepped out of the car, pulled a gun and pointed it in the alley over there, shouting, "Drop your weapons, now! ”

Luke can't see that way, but he knows it should be the Bells.

He stopped to say, "How dare you two be blessed by the wretched God?"

A moment later, there was a blast, something seemed to have exploded over there, and two police officers rushed away from the scattered debris.

Luke heard Bell laughing and yelling, "Ha ha, your mother's car blew up too! Run for it. ”

Two people laughed and ran away, ran away.

Luke: … It is true that mentally retarded youth are much happier, so definitely stay away from the white youth in the future. This product seems to carry a moldy halo and a retarded halo.

He slowly rode his bike and followed the smell of those four long legs.

Two kilometers out, Luke's retrofitted receiver found another signal: "Target found, three hundred and thirty meters to the left. ”

He rode over there, measured it, and found it to be another warehouse.

Of course, it's already close to the suburbs of New York City, surrounded by buildings like warehouses or factories.

Luke thought about it, pulled out a new fake phone, operated it twice, and then approached the warehouse.

Suddenly, his nose moved.

There's another unfamiliar acquaintance? Luke had a strange heart, but he couldn't remember who that smell belonged to.

Finally, he found a windows again, as he had just done, standing on a bicycle bench, looking inward.

At first glance, Luke said "Bingo."

That strange “acquaintance” is Sergei.

No wonder Luke thinks he's seen this guy recently, but he can't remember who he is.

Sergei's scent, he smelled it in Katie's villa before.

And a few days ago at the pier, he smelled it again.

Now, in the warehouse, Sergei smiled stiffly on his face and said something to the four big legs.

At that time, both sides spoke English, Luke reached 28, and his ear strength was further enhanced.

Even now, more than 20 metres apart, the dialogue between the two sides can still be roughly heard.

It wasn't until a moment later that Luke realized.

No wonder Sergei and these four long legs intersect, no wonder he will come out to receive them in person, no wonder the two sides just met and split up immediately.

Simply put, four long legs rely on Sergei's various support to carry out these two bank robberies.

For example, the location of the hideout, the location of the vehicle modification and maintenance tools, as well as information from several banks, are all provided by Sergei and are classified as technical holdings.

Afterwards, Sergei laundered the money from the robbery, taking 30% of the last four long legs and 70% of Sergei.

Don't think it's Sergei.

Simply laundering money, collecting 30% of the total, that's charity, a lot of it is directly collecting 50-70%.

Sergei also offers so many services that it's not bad to get 70%.