Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 481: 499 Psychological "Killer" (for last month's subscription, monthly tickets, rewarded bookmates plus second best)

Turning around, Luke gestured to Margaret, indicating they were passing beside themselves.

The speed of the steep descent after the turn shortened the distance between his yacht and the three boats.

A moment later, Margaret's yacht rubbed next to him and ran over.

Luke's yacht speeds gradually picked up and just got behind him.

He took the helm and pulled Glock out of his armpit with one hand.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

A dense series of gunshots sounded and a bullet hole was added to the windshield on the speedboat.

At the same time, there were speedboat drivers and people beside him.

The driver collapsed, his body steered the rudder, and the speedboat steered one by one.

Then, like a movie stunt, the speedboat swept up on its sides, tumbled over the water, continuously turning thousands of degrees, and succeeded in disintegrating itself into pieces.

The four men on the speedboat also threw out like dolls, taking heavy pictures on the surface of the water and slowly sinking into the water.

SYSTEM: Kill the gang members and rescue the Cohen sisters.

Total mission experience 200, points 200.

Mission contribution rate is 90%, gain experience 180, points 180.

Luke picks the eyebrows.

He's sure he didn't kill the wrong guy.

The information on the two men who drove the speedboat, which he had recently seen, was that they were plotting against the backbone members of his "black bone” group.

But this guy on the back motorboat, he definitely hasn't seen him.

Pushing the gun back into the holster, he squinted and measured each other.

The other motorboat went around in an irregular circle beside him, and he said, "Ha ha, man, where are you from? Took the assignment, too? ”

Luke looked at the dress.

He was seen wearing a shitty green, shitty green, vintage flower shirt with a broken denim shorts underneath that revealed two thighs and a pair of hollow shoes on his feet.

That's right, it's the kind of barefoot sandal that smells like a hole in your foot in less than half an hour.

The man was wearing a big sunglasses and a big mask under the sunglasses, a fruit girl with a big fat buttocks, and his legs were wide and M-shaped.

At first glance, I thought the fruit woman's two white legs were his white beard.

As he looked at the work of these two eyes, the guy had circled by his yacht and continued: “Wow, you've got a big beauty, it's so hot. Do you want to ride my motorboat? Soon. ”

Selena: "Can I shoot him? ”

Luke: “No, I promise to get rid of him right away. ”

The guy with the mask had great ears and laughed again: "No, I'm not afraid. I'm the most professional killer. Do you need service? Just give me the money and I promise I'll get it right. But this money can't be less, it has to be enough...”

Luke had no expression on his face, pulled on his chest, and the badge wallet on the thin chain revealed: “LAPD! Now, please stop the ship for inspection, Mr. Most Professional Killer. ”

The motorboat suddenly twisted several times, and the most professional killer laughed again, but that laugh was a lot worse than just now: “Ah, I'm kidding, I'm actually an actor. You know Ryan? The handsome one, that's me. I was just filming. No, our stuntman is in the water, I'm going ashore to call to rescue them, bye...”

With a string of words, the guy's motorboat twisted away.

Selena: "... is this insane? ”

Luke suddenly said, “Even if it's a psychopath, it's a very powerful psychopath. Meet him alone, hide away, don't put it together. ”

Just now in the chase, this psychopathic “professional killer” showed great reflex nerve and great courage.

Not everyone dares to follow the speedboat within 10 meters at speeds exceeding 30 knots.

If anything goes wrong, the ship will be destroyed.

And in the process of going around Luke's yacht just now, and eventually leaving on an irregular S-shaped route, the guy stayed vigilant and hid from Luke's right hand.

Apparently, he wasn't as careless as he was.

He's still very shy about Luke's shooting.

Ahead, Margaret's yacht began to slow down, making a big circle, and drove back.

Luke said hello to Selena: "You call the bureau and ask them to collect the body. ”

The four dead guys have been floating back to the surface, except their limbs are twisted like a wretched doll that was violently twisted by a child.

For their styling, they've been here, and if they're going to cause a tourist panic, they have to have forensic witnesses and forensic physicians wash the floor.

He missed the rudder and made a few gestures against Margaret, not far away.

The two yachts approached slowly and slowly stopped.

Luke leaped lightly onto Margaret's yacht and said, "Hey, it's a beautiful day. Are you out sunbathing too? ”

Margaret grinned, "Thank you, Detective Luke. ”

Luke raised his hand: "Don't be so polite. You're Elsa's friend. Just call me Luke. This is...”

He looked at the woman behind her.

The woman had the same long, blonde hair, but she had meticulously turned into a hairbrush in the back of her head. Five officers and Margaret were similar, equally remarkable.

But she was wearing black framed glasses, masked the same brilliant appearance, appeared to be a bit more curly, and looked a little more mature than Margaret, about 234.

"This is my cousin, Harry Cohen, who is a PhD in psychology," Margaret said. ”

A 23-4-year-old psychiatrist? The cousin either had a tender face or had an IQ hanging up. Luke muttered in his heart and nodded, “Hello, Miss Cohen. ”

The woman nodded and said, "Just call me Harry. ”

Luke was like, “Okay, Harry, can you tell me what happened? ”

He's got a little mumbling in his heart: Margaret's full name, Harry too, right?

Margaret's original surname was Cohen, and Johnson was married to William.

Now that William is dead for months, Margaret has changed her surname back.

So, in front of both of you, Harry Cohen?

Selena over there just said hello to the two women over there and didn't come.

She was busy contacting the bureau about the washing of the ground and looking at the knife. Asking about it could only be left to Luke.

On this yacht, Luke was mainly talking to his cousin Harry, and Margaret just occasionally added something.

The situation is the same as he thought.

The troublemaker was the one who followed Margaret, a member of the Black Bone gang.