Super Detective in the Fictional World

But these thoughts just slipped away, Harrison commanding the convoy.

Today, he's in the next big game.

After the battle, the convoy was halfway there.

And most of the journey ahead is flat and open, with fewer and fewer shields.

To those places, the bandits had to go on a massive scale if they wanted to, and no two or three hundred people could stop a flat convoy at all.

But if a team of this size were to be deployed, the movement would certainly be significant.

The LAPD helicopter now follows high and high in the sky, and in the clear afternoon sun, it doesn't need to drop altitude to see far away.

The helicopter was in a fairly high position and did not dare to stay in one position for too long. It did not want to be the second LAPD helicopter to crash in one day, as it had only happened in the morning.

Luke found no more anomalies this time.

Once again, the convoy moved a distance away from this large residential area and into a more desolate factory area.

This is the most appropriate opportunity for a big wave of action.

Otherwise, after leaving the city is a large desert area, even Tibetan places are difficult to find, and slight movements will be detected by helicopters.

Suddenly, there was a burst of noise.

Luke frowned and looked at the position of the convoy and drove it past.

In the intercom system, a team member has reported: "The vehicle transporting the suspect was hit with an X-bomb and has been turned over, but we have not found the attacker. I repeat, we found no attackers. ”

So is Luke.

Nor did he find the attacker, not even smelling the X-bomb.

But the SUV that was holding Alex did get blown up.

Is it some kind of dirt X-bomb? Or... extraordinary ability? He wandered around the convoy and found nothing.

No one was around, not even after the suspect was transferred to another SUV.

The crowd continued to move forward, and the SUV that had been blown up could only stay where it was, and it could no longer be started.

All of a sudden, as soon as Luke moved, he heard the sound of the vehicle's movements on all sides.

FUXK! He yelled in his heart, a dozen steering wheels, and poured the car into a wrecked building on the street.

The next moment, in the roaring noise, a car burst out of nowhere.

These cars are coming from across the street from Luke, and they're all fast.

It works just like that truck fleet.

The helicopter in the air is already a crazy reminder: "This is vulture! A lot, at least fifty cars, and they're surrounded from the east. ”

Luke hid in a dilapidated building, watching a car wind down and rush from east to west.

He's not scared, he's unnecessary.

These guys are huge, and he knocked over a couple of cars without affecting the big picture.

Instead of being beaten up by these guys, he prefers to go backwards and follow them in the opposite direction.

But after looking at the past vehicles outside, Luke turned on the walkie-talkie strangely: “This is a falcon! Brother Hong, the people in these cars... they don't seem to be armed or much like bandits, you'd better distinguish between firing again. ”

Harrison over there was stunned when he heard that: "No weapons? ”

Luke: “I saw seven or eight cars, all of them young men of 120 years of age, and I didn't see any weapons. They... are like going to a party. ”

Harrison immediately questioned the observers on the helicopter.

The observer also distinguished carefully, and a moment later he was surprised: "No weapons! Vultures, repeat! We don't see weapons. ”

Both sides have finally met at this moment.

In fact, a large number of vehicles surrounded the convoy, forcing it to slow down.

And these guys got off the hip-hop, stood around the police car, and the strong music went off.

These young men stood up in a cheerleading formation, and... started dancing, dancing, dancing!

“WTF!” The convoy was pretty much all abusive.

Did you guys get something wrong? Now you should have your weapons. Why do you dance? How dare you dance?

It's not an Indian movie!

The convoy is waxed too.

Shoot? Crazy enough to do that.

There are unarmed young people in front of them, including many 15- and 16-year-old secondary school students.

Is it against the law to dance? Of course not.

Although the size of the 200 is a bit exaggerated, no one says that one or two hundred people can dance together.

Harrison's side also saw the situation here, silently saying for a moment: "Patrol police ask them what they are doing so that they do not obstruct their official duties. ”

Four motorcycle cops are the worst.

Others are still in the car, but they are trapped in the "ocean of the masses”.

Neither dare they move nor walk, and those around them surround them with rigour.

Some young people even perform high-difficulty dance shows on their police motorcycles.

Selena stared out: “Can we still play like this? What the hell is this? ”

Luke frowned.

He doesn't understand what these young men are trying to do. They don't really come for dancing, do they?

A moment later, four motorcycle patrol cops smiled bitterly, and one of them pressed the walkie-talkie: “Brother Hong, they said they had been sent to film the MV, or the MV of the famous singer Sheila's new song. ”

Luke and Selena face to face: Isn't that bullshit?

He took out the phony phone and sent Sheila a message.

A moment later, Sheila's message came back.

Luxon sighed: “It's not about Sheila. She had recently been busy preparing for a tour concert and had no plans to publish a new song. ”

Selena looked at the kids who were still beating vibrantly: "So, someone did it on purpose? ”

Luke nodded.

But most of his attention is around.

These young people have no smell of weapons or dangerous goods, they are merely tools to disturb the eyes of the police.

Luke was most worried that the bandits would then attack, and there were plenty of young people next to the convoy.

Fortunately, such heartbreaking attacks did not occur.

Motorcycle patrol officers worked tirelessly to finally turn off the music and show that their line was a real LAPD convoy, not a temporary prop from MV.

A group of young people turned away from each other.

But when Harrison asked the patrol police who organized the event, the young men looked around and said they couldn't find a girl named Paige.

This Paige is the sponsor of this event, she's a cheerleader at a high school, and she told everyone yesterday about it.

And every child involved in this activity is paid fifty dollars first.

With both play and reward, these kids quickly came together in a huge group.

According to them, they were asked to surround a team of prop police cars and perform songs and dances on the grounds of filming an MV.