Super Detective in the Fictional World

Big Beard laughs, “Smith, do you really think the only people who hire me are Hammerson Defense? Councilman Henry's gun cleanup plan is not just a cake for a moving person. Also, to give you an update, the Henry Councillor's plane had just crashed into the sea, the Henry Councillor is now missing, and no one can find his body. How's it going?”

Smith is incredible: "No, you can't cover this up. ”

Big Beard laughed: "No, we can. The people behind me are far more powerful than you think. Now tell me, where are the woman and the baby? ”

Smith Fox wonders, "If you've succeeded, why are you looking for them? ”

Big Beard, hey, smile, just about to open up, the warehouse door rang, and a bunch of other people came in.

He got up straight and walked past, smiling a lot more sincerely on his ugly fat face: "Oh, boss, here you are. ”

Luke looked at this “boss” who had just arrived and picked his eyebrows.

This is the chairman of the Hammerson Defense Company, who inherited the arms manufacturing company from the old Hammerson more than two decades ago, and who became the new chairman of the Hammerson Board, a second generation born with a gold spoon in his ass.

When Luke went to check out the black uniforms that raided Smith at the motel, he found that a large proportion of the guns used by these people, though unmarked, were quite advanced and not any of the items on the market.

When I went back, I searched through a small program and found that many of the functional descriptions of these firearms matched several new models that Hammerson was about to release this year.

Now, in connection with Smith's conversation with Big Beard earlier, Luke seemed to understand why Chairman Hammerson was involved.

One of Henry Esworth's campaign slogans is the massive clean-up of illegal guns.

This proposal is about cleaning up illegal guns, but since there are fewer illegal gunholders, the willingness of those who can normally hold guns to buy them will inevitably be reduced.

Besides, aren't those guys who illegally carry guns paying for guns? This proposal is tantamount to cutting off the financial path of the Hammerson Defence Company and even more of the arms companies.

In an evil city like Los Angeles, where gangs flourish, if the gun clearance proposal succeeds, there will surely be a later imitation, and gangs will have fewer votes than the average citizen.

The Hammerson Defense Company is quite large, but a large portion of the market is in and around Los Angeles metropolitan area.

Councilman Henry's proposal undoubtedly touched the very foundations of the Hammerson Defense Company.

More importantly, Hammerson has recently invested in the development of several new firearms that are just about to be sold by its superiors.

Without the bottom line profit of this big camp in Los Angeles, Hammerson is likely to experience funding problems.

It's not complicated, and Luke's only question is: How did that little baby become the center of the event?

As he pondered, Hammerson below had come close.

Nearly fifty years old, a horse's face was thin and pale, and he looked at it with a sickness.

Coming here to do the unseen, he still has a German shepherd in his hand, duh personality exposed.

Hammerson took the dog and didn't care about Big Beard.

Obviously, Big Beard's position here in Hammerson is not very good either, in contrast to Big Beard's arrogance.

“Mr. Smith, do you think you're smart? If you have money in this country, you can do things you can't imagine, like this…" Hammerson waves back.

A gorgeous woman holding a little baby was pulled in from the outside by two men in black combat uniforms.

When Smith met the woman, he stared and struggled.

Hammerson laughed.

Big Beard laughed at Haha, too: "Oh, Smith, look at you now. It's embarrassing. ”

Hammerson waved his hand and stopped Big Beard's bullshit: "Well, since this Mr. Smith wants to be a knight, let him watch the protected subject die for himself, and that's the perfect ending. ”

When Luke heard that, he knew that Hammerson's character was also extremely bad.

Big Beard grinned: “As you wish.” He raised his hand and pulled out his pistol.

Pfft!

After two shots were fired, everyone below stood still.

Miss Donna and her little baby are safe and sound.

And Big Beard screamed, his arms dropped in front of him, one more hole in his shoulder.

He was actually the one who got shot.

Hammerson brought in the four black uniforms that responded the fastest, lifting the microflush in his hand immediately.

Pup, pup, pup! Pup, pup, pup!

Four black uniforms fell simultaneously before they could be dispersed, each shot in the chest and mouth.

Big Beard's four belly men reacted, protecting the shot, and he ran outside the warehouse.

Pup, pup, pup! Pup, pup, pup!

The same method of shooting as cloning has resurfaced.

Big Beard's four faithful dog legs, these lucky guys who survived several scenes finally ran out of luck, and they also flew bloody flowers through their chest and fell to the ground.

Smith is still the most sensitive person to feel, even if he is seriously injured.

Almost after the gunshot sounded, he looked up at the top of the slope, where there was a shadow squatting.

Hammerson, the dude's penis, looked up in horror and shouted, “Who? ”

The words came out, and a wooden stick flew down in a circle, and Bong banged on his head.

Hammerson glanced over and passed out.

Big Beard bit his teeth and yelled, “Who are you and what do you want? We can pay a lot of money. ”

Luke's mouth curled slightly.

These people, they always like to spend money on the final struggle.

Most of the time, this set really works.

But there is no use for a systematic man.

Bang, bang!

Big Beard screamed again, but this time he had an extra hole in his legs.

Smith didn't say anything, just stared at the high black shadow and his eyes flashed.

In his eyes, the shadow slowly replaced the magazine and threw it at his fingertips, leaving Glock on the ground in front of him.

Smith squeezed his eyes and, momentarily, said to Donna, standing still: “Come here, untie the rope. ”

Donna, holding the little baby, shouted. After she reacted, she pulled a knife from the black combat suit that fell beside her.

Less than a minute later, Smith stood up and rubbed his hands and feet tied together: "You, what do you want? ”

The shadow didn't make a sound, it just pointed to Big Beard, then to the coma Hammerson, more than a throat-cutting gesture.