Super Detective in the Fictional World

After these little black dots rapidly grew, four hit the open space before and after the bowling alley, and three hit directly inside the bowling alley.

Luke's nostrils were so bloody, he ran back to his car and took a telescope out of it and looked up.

“W! T! H!” (What the hell) with his calm, looking at the images in the telescope, he couldn't help but stare.

There are still a few small black dots in the sky that are falling rapidly, but they have left Luke's head.

That's not the point.

The point is, Luke then saw a bearded face - Mr. Smith - with a telescope and super strong dynamic vision.

What's even more extraordinary is that this guy and four black suits went crazy without a parachute, just gliding in the air and chasing him, and the gun in his hand was still shooting wildly.

With the two bodies falling out of control again from high altitude, Luke figured it out.

For some reason, Mr. Smith fell from the sky and these black suit bars, hitting from the sky to the ground on both sides, creating ten bodies and, by the way, a high-altitude crash that knocked the bowling alley out of several caves.

Mr. Smith, you're so desperate, I'm afraid only Detective John can compare you slightly. Luke was shocked.

Let Luke do it anyway, he definitely won't do it.

This is real life.

If dozens are happy and eventually the umbrella slows down, it will surely fall into a piece of mud.

Primary self-fear is the failure to recover such injuries.

Luke swallowed his mouth and thought about it before saying hello to Sonia and letting her wait here.

He drove with Selena and the two of them leaned over towards Smith.

Mr. Smith eventually opened his umbrella, and if he's not going to die, he needs to know for sure.

Suddenly, he looked up and swayed down several umbrella flowers.

Luke picked up the binoculars he put aside and looked at them, laughing out loud: "Yo, I see you're still an old acquaintance. ”

The men who landed from the sky were the bearded bosses of some forensic behavior specialist, and some of his bellies.

Luke stepped on the throttle and accelerated to an abandoned factory where the men landed.

Luke got out of the abandoned factory after Big Beard's pedestrian entered the abandoned factory and snuck in alone. Selena stayed in the car to monitor the surroundings.

In the factory, Smith lay hard on the ground, panting: “Is that you again? ”

Big Beard's ugly chubby face had a proud smile: "Yeah, Smith! What other way to escape this time? ”

Smith coughed twice and said nothing more.

He was shot in the shoulder and hit by debris when he landed. He broke several ribs at the impact and the gun fell somewhere.

Now he, the mountain, is depleted.

Luke didn't come out, just watched quietly.

Obviously, Big Beard wasn't going to kill Smith right away. His posture was as high as that of a cat mouse. Such a person would certainly need to be comfortable in front of each other.

“Smith, tell me where that woman and the baby are and I'll make you die faster.” He grinned.

Smith spat, spitting a bloody spit at him.

Big Brother Beard had predicted that, standing a few meters away, he was not thrown up: “What a tough guy! Let's go somewhere else. We still have time, right? Smith. ”

As he gave a few cues, the four of them went forward and tied Smith up.

Twenty minutes later, two black SUVs arrived and picked up walkers, including Smith and Big Beard, who had been tied up by five flowers.

Luke had already gone back to the distribution car, started the car and chased it up.

Selena: “What's going on? ”

Luke thought about it, or shook his head: “You don't know that, because I'm an outsider, and knowing nothing is the safest thing. ”

He had just seen the bodies of those fallen black suits.

They're not adults, but the details of the clothes they're wearing, the equipment they're wearing, reveal one thing —— these guys are not only formal, they're rich.

Or their employers are wealthy.

Equipped with an MP5 microflush, the suits are all special, and the boots are either Dana or the Black Eagle team, which is definitely not a hanging wire player.

The last time Smith was raided, the more than 50 black shooters were beggars compared to these black suits.

It was also the black suit that was killed in the lodge, barely matching the level of equipment in the black suit.

The owners of these teams are not ordinary people.

Or the owner of a team that can use this kind of equipment can't be a normal person.

For example, a big star like Jennifer Perry can afford it, but doesn't need to equip such an exaggerated team.

Such teams are more likely to be used to kill people than to be security.

Luke has made up his mind this time, and he will never be involved in this in the light.

Smith the guy, he's got a little more skill than he thought, and the ghost knows why those black suits are so crazy to hunt him down.

According to previous intelligence analysis, the Black Suit and the Big Beard are clearly not on the same side.

Mr. Smith, this is two troubled groups at the same time.

Selena next to me got this answer, and she stopped asking questions.

Her acting isn't as good as Luke's, and not knowing is the best cover.

Luke stopped after more than twenty minutes of driving to the more eastern suburbs: "You drive the car back, and you tell Sonia to shut them down and go back to the station. ”

Selena sounded, and when he got out, he took over the driver's job and drove away.

Luke entered the abandoned building next to him from the parked alley, and moments later he wore black headgloves, a thin hooded sweatshirt, drilled out the window on the other side and approached a factory over 200 metres away.

Electronic detection of counterfeit phones has been turned on, and although he doesn't think there will be such a thing here, be careful not to make a big mistake.

Lightly by means of a hook, he went up to a broken air window, pulled out a monitoring head, adjusted the lower angle to hold it, and snuck off again.

Looking at the image on the fake phone, he swam outside the factory and climbed up from the side next door to the factory building.

Luke slowly approached an empty pedestrian at the door in a messy abandoned machine as he drilled through a wide gap between the roof and the wall.

Big Beard is proud to say, "Somebody's smart, somebody's stupid. Now who's the winner? Mr. Smith. ”

Smith looked at him and said, "Your boss Hammerson's plan is over. Henry Asworth is dead, and you can't threaten him with that little baby anymore. And his death will be judged to have been committed by you arms dealers, and his gun clearance plan will receive more sympathy and support. ”