Super Detective in the Fictional World

He would keep one euro and one fifty cents each, and the others would be good for hitting people instead of little steel balls.

Suddenly, he heard a long scream in his ear.

Luke lowers the speed and the probe looks up from the windshield.

There was only one person who fell dancing from more than a dozen stories high.

Luke:... is this the reality version of the master in folk, missed in the shadows?

But this guy still has a gun in his hand, and that's a problem.

Luke was not interested in exposing his strength to the gunman who had fallen off more than a dozen floors.

Boom!

The man hit the top of a car downstairs and blew it all down.

Luke just glanced and found the population spraying blood on its nose, shaking its head, simply opening the door and getting out of the car, looking up.

At a height of more than a dozen floors, a man hung a rope and set a long arc, shaking like Spider-Man to the roof next door, gently jumping down.

Luke laughed: "Interesting! Very brave. Absolutely superior. ”

From the way the person swung, let go, and jumped, he could see that the athletic ability of the person was incredible and quite stunning.

Hidden shouts rang upstairs, and then several people blew out from the other floor and jumped to the roof next door.

Luke said, “This is a magical place. ”

He turned around and sat in the car, following the direction in which he had just seen the men chasing.

He pulled over less than 300 meters away.

Running ahead, the young man being chased had disappeared into the cracks of two buildings, behind which was a messy bungalow.

He's an outsider. He can't even find his way in.

Just watch a few minutes of action for free! Luke thought so and drove slowly forward again.

Daniel mentioned the names of several groups, and he was going to take a field trip to see where the fruits were richer.

After a lap, about half an hour, Luke parked his car in front of a supermarket.

After getting off, he went to a vending machine outside the supermarket and bought two bottles of soda water.

All of a sudden, the sound of the engine burst.

Luke turned his head and saw the two cars making a squeaky, sharp brake sound, parked behind his car.

Boom!

One of the current cars fought a bumper bar, and Hardson crashed the wrecked car he snatched out a meter or two.

Luke picks the eyebrows: Oh, you guys are so cheerful!

Six people rushed into the supermarket and only the driver stayed in the car.

A driver looks at him and raises his hand and puts his gun up and says, "Boy, do you want some bullets? ”

Luke buried his head immediately, shaking Cesar, and took the soda and hid beside him.

Anyone who sees this scene around is motionless and obviously accustomed to it.

Luke hid more than ten meters away, just as he didn't think.

Not to mention the driver, the six people who just got out of the car, two of them had their guns in their hands.

A few minutes later, apparently, a struggling little girl was pulled out for a flat-headed man.

Big guy approaching 1 meter 9, this little girl up to 1 meter 65, looks very pathetic.

But the little girl's temper was not as small as a man's, her mouth cursed and her face was full of indomitable divinity.

She has long brown hair and rounded cheeks, like baby fat, but her chin is pointy.

“Bastards, what are you doing?” She shouted.

The big man smiled like watching the lamb slaughtered: "The boss wants to see you. ”

“Idiot, my boss never shows up in the afternoon.” The little girl screamed.

Big guy: “I'm talking about my boss - Taha! You've heard that name! ”

Well, I did hear that!

Luke is on the side, his mouth slightly softened: this name is really like Lei Guang-ear!

Daniel mentioned that this Taha was one of several famous big men who appeared fairly frequently.

More importantly, this Taha man… is a drug and weed dealer with steady shipments in the top three in the region.

Watching the group take the little girl away and drive away, Luke got in the wrecked car and slowly followed.

More than 20 minutes later, he drove to a block and stopped far away.

Looking at the buildings, Luke said, "You're going too far!

More than a hundred meters away, several four- and five-story buildings were surrounded by tall walls, and he could only see one street entrance.

On the street, several people stood there, like guards.

Occasionally, vehicles reach the street to get in, and these people go up and check, some even ask a few questions, before removing the stab tape from the ground.

In the house behind several guards, two windows flashed with automatic rifles, where there was real heavy fire.

That's not all.

On those high walls, Luke also saw guarded patrols with apparent guns, pistols and automatic rifles.

What kind of military fortress is this?

But watching as the guards stood and walked, that random lazy street gang was too obvious, and Luke thought it was unlikely.

This is a private violation at best, but it's also exaggerated.

Luke threw the car in the alley next to him, looked at the sky, it was almost 4 o'clock, and it was dark in Paris in January very quickly.

He flashed into the upstairs room and went up.

When he reached the roof, he quadrupled the surroundings.

Turning to the small circle like that fortress, you see an agile figure continuously borrowing on a wall, the last one rolling over the wall and into the fortress.

A guard who had just patrolled the past stopped, looked behind him, shook his head and continued to walk slowly forward. There was no sign that a large living man had entered the fortress from behind him.

Luke looks funny: This is unprofessional.

Without support and equipment, it would be difficult for the group to dive in easily if it were a little more professional, with inspectors working with a variety of surveillance.

Luke was naturally cautious, not sticking his head in, but reconnaissance.

If he's as bold and rough as he was, he can dive into success.

Luke shook his head for over a decade.

This street fortress also looks scary.

When he started scanning the electronic surveillance of fake phones, he found that there were not many surveillance devices here, at least in important locations where surveillance was supposed to be, most of them without any arrangement.

Personnel patrols are also a means of dealing with errands, more like demonstrating their own deterrence to the outside world, rather than guarding against attacks by others.

As he watched, the sky became darker.

Nor was Luke delayed, as he quickly went downstairs and easily fell over the wall from a loophole he had just seen and into the street fortress.