Super Detective in the Fictional World

It's best to stay within the confines of New York City, or the Nassau County Police will have to plug them into Nassau County.

Looking at this busy road, Luke was very happy.

It's a good thing we got the backhand on those trolleys, otherwise this traffic situation is likely to lead to a chain accident once the car is chased.

He's not that guy from Worthbourne. He doesn't want to cause a car accident at all.

Sitting in the car, Bell was bored, turned on the radio, and a loud rap song rang in rhythm and lyrics.

Elsa was helpless: "Belle, can you move it to a local news show? Maybe you'll hear about the women robbing. ”

As soon as Bell listened, he thought she was miserable by the big leg pits, so he couldn't let go of their news.

Luke smiled.

Elsa doesn't even need to get information from the radio, because he's listening to the bug, and he's got it all under control.

She just doesn't want to hear that nasty rap song.

Luke still carries his headphones and listens to the movement coming from the device.

Almost an hour after the bank opened at 9: 45, a news flash appeared on the radio: "A bank on East 35th Street in Queens was looted again and four robbers were hiding with their BMW 760LI and police. Oh, my listeners, you heard me correctly. The courageous bandits reappeared. They made three successive attempts in a week, three successive successes. Conservatively, they estimate that their total amount of robbery has exceeded 10 million knives, a group of greedy robbers...”

Luke listened to the announcer's tone, seemed to have no anger, but felt a little more happy with the disaster.

It was mainly the banks that were robbed, and the millions of large capitalists robbed were nothing at all and would not affect the deposit figures of the general public.

More importantly, the robbers have so far knocked out two dishonest guards, broken some of the decorations in the bank and did not injure any ordinary people.

They go purely for money, and they have no interest in ordinary people as long as they do not disturb the robbery.

Luke looked at Elsa and said, "Boss, are you still there? ”

Elsa also looked a little restless.

Whether you eat meat or soup depends on how quickly the NYPD reacts.

She looked at the phone in her hand and found the signal to be good but no movement.

Breathe out, she shook her head: "Wait honestly. ”

Looking at Luke, he found himself playing with a baseball in his hand: "Are you still training your fingers for flexibility? ”

Luke smiled: "Yeah, always. ”

And then another half hour of long waiting.

Luke suddenly said, "They're almost there, Elsa. ”

Elsa finally got in a bit of a hurry and called Dustin and said, "Boss, haven't you heard anything yet? The fish on our side are already unhooked. ”

Dustin was helpless: "Still talking, I'll let you know as soon as I hear from you. Remember, don't move a gun without my notice, okay? ”

Elsa: “Got it. ”

Hanging up the phone, Luke shrugged: “Wait, someone's in a hurry. ”

All of a sudden, there was a gunshot in his headset, and Luke frowned: "Elsa, do you hear anything, like gunshots? ”

Elsa opened the window, listened, and her face curled up: "Yes, just on our way over, isn't it...”

Luke listened to the movement in his headset, and his heart turned: "Belle, slowly turn back a little, not too fast. ”

Bell makes a noise, turns the side head and turns back at normal speed.

He walked out 300 or 400 meters and saw traffic jam ahead.

A large truck stopped on the road and blocked the entire road.

Bell was surprised: "WTF? What is this?”

Then there was another fierce gunshot, scaring her into the brakes.

Luke frowned, took a deep breath, and a moment later, his eyes moved and he opened the door and got off: “Belle, you stay a little far away, I need to talk to you, I'll show you. ”

Elsa reacted quickly and got off with it: "What's going on? ”

Luke took Elsa to the side for a few steps, looked at the van and whispered, “It's Sergei. He blocked those four long legs. ”

Elsa was in a bit of a hurry: "How many of them are here? ”

Luke: “At least $10 million in business, how many people do you think Sergei would use? ”

Elsa: “... with his beep, it's estimated to be half the crew. Is there 30 of them? ”

Luke nodded: “Just more, not less. So now the question is, what do we do? Those big legs are about to get shot. ”

For ease of evacuation, the long legs had no heavy firepower at all, except for a pistol they each carried with them, and they had abandoned the automatic rifle when robbing the bank.

Now they're in an awkward situation.

More than thirty members of the armed gang across the street ran their heads with automatic rifles and dared not take the car.

Of course, maybe they're afraid that when that car gets smashed, they'll expose a lot of money hidden in it.

As a result, the four long legs can only be returned as they retreat.

Fortunately, in order to block them, Sergei simply blocked the road with a big truck, not giving them the advantage of driving skills, and now they are surrounded by blocked cars.

The cars provided cover for them, but they were stuck in a crowd of cars and they could not escape.

Perhaps there's money in the front of the car, which makes them even more reluctant.

But Sergei has too many people.

More than thirty armed bandits, however numerous they may be, chased them wildly, and soon surrounded them by a multitude of people.

After all, long legs are less physically powerful than men, even wearing high heels under their feet, and it's impossible to run fast.

Luke looked at Elsa and hesitated, and he said, "I'm going to go over there and stall them a little bit. ”

Elsa stood still and said, “Are you crazy? That's more than 30 armed bandits. And we don't have authorization, so you're in big trouble shooting. ”

Luke, hey, hey, smile. “I didn't say I was going to shoot to stall them. Don't worry, I won't be that stupid. If you get the authorization, let me know. ”

Saying, he quickly went underground on the highway, leaning from the side towards the battlefield over there, and his hands had taken a thin glove strap out of his pocket.

As he passed the van, he quickly stood on the pedal outside the cab and looked inside, just in front of the driver.

Luke laughed, "Hi, can I help you? ”

The driver revealed his fierce light and raised his hand and raised the gun.

Luke's hand changed direction while swinging, swinging hard, and his hand kept turning the baseball he was playing into a white line, shooting in through an open window, thumping in the middle, smashing into the man's head.