Super Detective in the Fictional World

Pink blue T-shirt bites the teeth: “Don't you dare! I don't even have a $50 knife on me. ”

Luke Gual, keep typing: "Then you owe me half a million dollars. You won't deny that, will you? ”

Pink blue T-shirt tangled for a moment and nodded blatantly: “I owe you. ”

He has a lot of good habits like blackmail, black eating, eating free food from the target family, wearing the target family slippers, and taking a bath in the target family bathtub.

But when it comes to credit, it's a fundamental advantage that he was able to build on in the mercenary world. Otherwise, why would those middle school students want him to beat up their enemies?

It's not because he said he'd beat out two teeth, he'd never kill anyone.

When the pink blue t-shirt complained about itself, Luke took his phone and ran into the room.

The pink blue T-shirt stunned, and a moment later, watching Luke enter his room and search, he immediately realized: “Wait, the harvest here must also be equally divided. ”

A few minutes later, I looked at a pile of cash just taken out of the boss's Dray safe, and a pile of white crystals, pink blue t-shirts, and I looked at Luke: "How? ”

Luke took the shipment to his side and showed the pile of cash.

Pink blue t-shirt stunned: "Mine? ”

Luke nodded, typing and playing: "Goods, mine. Cash, yours. Okay?”

Pink blue T-shirt smiles and opens her face: "Ha ha, you're so generous, no problem, that's it.” He wanted to go get the money.

Luke raised his hand and gave a "wait” gesture.

Pink blue T-shirt looked at him vigilantly: "Do you want to regret it? ”

Luke typed and played, “You seem to have forgotten that you just owed me half a million dollars. ”

Pink blue T-shirt with an eye-catching tongue: “What do you mean? That is...”

His gaze moved onto the pile of bills in front of him: "This money, or yours? ”

Luke, the stall is helpless.

The pink blue T-shirt looks at the pile of money and ends up looking down frustrated: “Okay. ”

Luke laughed and grabbed that pile of cash, stuffed it in a big bag, took another bottle of vodka in the lobby, and poured it on that pile.

He grabbed the lighter on the coffee table and lit it, and he raised his hand and threw it on that pile.

“Wait, you burn this shit?” The Pink Blue T-shirt surprises me: “This will sell at least $200,000. ”

Luke glanced at him and threw out the lighter in his hand.

A blast of fire broke out.

He made a statement on his phone, playing: "Mr. Strongest Killer, I want to give you a piece of advice. Never do the illegal drug business, or I won't mind killing you too. ”

The pink blue t-shirt is strange: "Aren't you a killer? ”

Luke didn't say anything.

“Wait, you are...” The pink blue T-shirt suddenly turned slightly over and lowered its voice and asked, “Ghost butcher? ”

Luke remained silent, just picked up the pile of cash, left a stack outside, grabbed it and threw it at the pink blue T-shirt, typed and played: "Well, you only owe me $220,000 now. That's your hard work tonight. ”

Looking at the 10,000 dollar knife in your hand, the pink blue t-shirt is stunned: you don't take money seriously! It's a 10,000 dollar knife!

If he happens to be threatening a kid, threatening a stalker, beating up a gangster, he won't make as much money as he did 20 times.

The man in front of him threw it at him at will.

But think about it, a moment ago, the bills of over 200,000 green oil still belonged to him, and his heart was dripping blood.

“Your actions are too high-profile.” Luke's phone plays a message again: "LAPD has noticed you, it's best to leave early. This is not your territory, crossing the border is easy to target. ”

Said his figure disappeared at the door.

Pink blue T-shirt just snorted for a moment: "I'm not afraid of those stupid cops. Come get me if you can! ”

At this moment, a distant siren sounds.

The pink blue T-shirt looked at the fire that had started spreading: “Never mind, Harry didn't know someone else had killed half of her, and I wasn't fooling her. These guys were really solved, and I did get the job done, and I left. ”

As he walked out the door, he slammed the hundred dollar stack of bills in his hand and made a crackling sound: “Where are you going to play today? With 10,000 US dollars, if you don't spend it quickly, it's a waste. Looks like there's a takeaway bar over there? My sister's paper ass in there is big and round. Well, it's only 2 o'clock and we can still make it...”

His figure disappeared into the night as he whispered.

Over here, Luke took the bag of cash into storage and looked at the system.

System: Eliminate black bone nest points and complete key member tasks.

Total Task Experience 4000, Points 4000.

Mission contribution rate of 50%, gain experience 2000, points 2000.

Tonight's operation, that “Mr. Strongest Killer” really split the fall color with him, and the system dad agreed.

Luke didn't mean it.

He has another headache over experience points.

Walking into a dark corner, he looked sideways at a window on the second floor of an old building: “Come out? You think I left my drone for nothing? ”

After two seconds of silence, in a chirping noise, Selena drilled out of the window on the second floor, a little jump and gently landed next to him: “I...”

Luke waved: “We'll talk later. ”

He took Serena around eight times, found his car parked in a hidden corner in the distance, and the two of them boarded up and left.

No words all the way.

Back a kilometer away from home, Luke drove his car into a blind bungalow.

When he entered the house, he said, “Take off your clothes outside and throw your sunglasses in the bag with your mask shoes. ”

Selena did it right, then took Luke's new suit and put it on.

Luke changed his clothes all over again, threw them in the bag, went in the house with the bag, and put it in storage.

“Go home," he said.

The two went out on foot from the remote rear alley.

More than ten minutes later, the two returned home.

Luke went to make himself a pot of green tea and brought Selena a can of DR. Pepper, sit down on the couch and say, "Come on, what brings you out with me today? ”

Selena was drinking a drink and choked on her mouth.

She coughed a few times and whispered, “I'm sorry. ”

Luke shook his head helplessly: "I didn't blame you, and you didn't do anything wrong. ”

Selina looked up and said, "Really? ”

Luke nodded and took a sip of tea: "There's something I don't want you to know, because it's not good to know. ”

Selena lowered her head again: "Isn't that the same? ”

Luke sat there smiling, holding her shoulder, shaking like a child: “You forgot the other day, when we went camping, and you came back with a blow. What can I do?”

Selena was silent.

She was struck by Luke's fighting power.