Super Detective in the Fictional World

At the moment of entering the building, Luke pressed on a piece of arm-like equipment on his left hand and the arm suddenly popped to both sides, turning into a small square shield.

This is a reminder from the United States team.

It's better than a shield to fight it.

However, this small square shield is not large and has a side length of more than 20 centimetres and is directly attached to the left arm.

Nor did he have a gun in his right hand, but rather drooped over a revolver holster in his hip.

Instead of moving all the way down, he looked straight ahead, using his leftover light to look at any moving object, and he began to go upstairs in gentle but rapid steps.

Upon reaching the sixth floor, he stood behind the stairs, not immediately, but took a deep breath and suddenly moved sideways, lifting his left hand to cover his head.

Boom!

A bullet hit the shield in front of him, while the revolver in Luke's hand completed the shooting.

The moment he used the shield to cover his head, and the sensitive olfactory lock, both combined to prejudge, he fired the gun.

Boom!

He seemed to hear bullets in his ear.

Boom, boom!

Two bullets were fired again across the street, and Luke's body twitched twice, as if he had been hit by a bullet, but the M686 revolver in his hand did not hesitate.

Boom, boom, boom!

Double-clicking twice in a row, the other side quickly retracted the corner as expected.

Luke also retreated back to the stairwell, and the M686 revolver with only one bullet left instantly plugged back into the holster between his legs, pulling Glock out of his armpit again, aiming at the opposite corner and approaching quickly.

Suddenly, a shadow came out of the corner of the wall and Luke raised his hand.

Shields open this shadow.

His acute vision was clear, and the shadow was a little black flying knife.

Luke squinted his eyes and stepped up, but still did not outpace the average person.

The next moment, three black flying knives came out in a row.

Luke's pupils shrunk and retracted decisively.

The three knives actually flew in the arc and struck each other just two meters in front of him, splitting apart again and magically bypassing his shield, shooting at the back of his heart and waist, and… daisy.

Bullsxxt!! Luke shouted in his heart, the whole person rolled back, the shield in his hand several times in a row, and kowtowed the three flying knives.

Before he could rush again, five flying knives were thrown around the corner.

With Luke's skill, I couldn't help but get numb scalp.

The key is not only to fly the knife, but also to fly the arc. Two of them also hit the wall twice, and the route of the flight is unthinkable.

Luke could only continue to retreat, using the corner of the stairs to dodge three flying knives, and hit two more flying knives with a shield.

I just wanted to relax and suddenly he changed his face and turned his head violently.

A flying knife that he had just dodged shot again at the corner of the wall and shot him in the back of the brain.

At this point, Luke's sensitive sense of smell came in, but it showed that the guy had left the roof.

Luke frowned and flew upstairs.

His head just popped out of the rooftop door, and he saw the sky dozens of meters away, a figure gliding fast, away from the roof.

Faced with Luke's figure, it seemed as if it had been anticipated, the moment Luke's head came out, he pulled the trigger.

Luke shrugged his head and squatted.

Boom!

A bullet rubbed over his head and hit the wall facing the rooftop door.

Luke's forehead sweats: Nima! Where did this come from? I can't help it!

Even more exaggerated is that this guy not only works well with guns, but even with cold weapons flying knives.

No, no, no! The flying knife was his main body, and the gun was just something he used.

Luke thought about it, but he backed off and didn't chase this terrible shooter anymore.

The point is, there are already plenty of lookouts here, including some journalists with cameras and cameras, and if he's going to blow up all his strength, he's probably going to be on tomorrow's L.A. headlines.

When he came downstairs, he looked down at the eight bodies lying on the fifth staircase and sighed helplessly: "Well, here's the headline at last. ”

Luke on the roof also smelled someone's blood, which was supposed to be the SWAT sniper, plus eight here, and SWAT killed nine people at once.

The news is bound to be followed by journalists for days.

Luke went downstairs and took a photo with Roger and Kobe.

Captain Kobe cut it much faster: “What do you say? ”

Luke shook his head: “I'm sorry, your team…” The rest goes without saying, all three understand what it means.

Kobe's face twisted: “Damn it, who is it? ”

Luke looked sideways at Roger: "You tell me? ”

Roger: "Ah? ”

Luke: “If I'm not mistaken, this guy is the shooter in the donut shooting. I didn't see him, he ran off the roof. ”

Kobe stunned: "The roof? ”

He pressed the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Bravo One, do you have any targets? Stanley? ”

Several people on the walkie-talkie reported no targets, but Stanley was the only sniper on the roof of another building.

Kirby was going crazy: “Go check on Stanley. ”

A moment later, the walkie-talkie rang: "Captain, Stanley's dead. ”

Kobe slammed the walkie-talkie in his hand on the floor, his eyes red: "Damn it! I swear, I'm gonna get you! I'm gonna hang you up and cut you into pieces! ”

Roger was silent and Luke shook his head.

It's... it's hard to be afraid!

Even Luke was almost killed by the god shooter, and Kobe, these ordinary SWAT cops are unlikely to get revenge unless dozens of people stuck him in a trap and shot him to death.

Luke doesn't know if this marksman is extraordinary, but his shooting and flying knife is beyond imagination.

What hurts is that the system doesn't show the other person's name.

Obviously, Luke and the other guy just fought each other, and the system judged the two sides to be even, or didn't separate the wins and losses.

Luke understood just a little bit.

The shooting started when Luke was hit.

At that time, Luke avoided the trouble of getting into the body by relying on a double layer of bulletproof vest, especially the close-fitting bulletproof vest that was added just today.

Then he went to the trouble of the shooter, and in the instant shooting on the fifth floor, he quickly pulled the trigger and shot the other guy in the shoulder.

The other shooter was blocked by a metal shield on Luke Ray's skin.

After that, he was shot with a double layer of bulletproof vest. He took two rounds. He couldn't help but stop him with a flying knife and took the opportunity to run away.

Even so, Luke broke a bone under his ribs and had internal bleeding.

Of course, these injuries have now recovered by half, except for the painful and itchy, which does not affect his movements.