Super Detective in the Fictional World

My partner hummed angrily, lay down a little, smoked another cigarette, then raised his right hand and looked at the dark red cigarette butt between his fingers: “Bad luck, direct bullet, don't wait for lung cancer, wife and son are the others...”

Boo!

A spinning shadow suddenly drilled in through a few centimeters gap in the window of the car, slicing his cigarette butt up and banging into the paper towel box at the center console.

The two FBI agents lowered their bodies almost simultaneously, but they were trying to sweep around.

The anticipated ensuing attack did not occur, surrounded by silence.

They shrank and face each other.

Or did the driver reach out and grab the tissue box that flew over to the driver's seat with his finger and pull out half of the exposed... darts?

The two of them looked at this strange dart for a moment, and suddenly they were all like, "Batman? ”

The dart in the driver's hand was all dark, with sharply curved blades like the wings of a bat on either side, while the middle handshake position was slightly raised, and the overall look was a slightly exaggerated bat shape.

When he shouted, the driver put the dart in front of him.

Surveillance in the car can't turn on the lights, so he can only go on and send a little light outside to measure the dart.

Suddenly, he moved and pulled a small sticky note from the flat side of the dart.

He quickly touched the flashlight, lowered the note to the bottom of his legs, and pressed the flashlight to look.

The partner has whispered, “What is it? ”

Driver: “One address, just three blocks away. ”

Partner: “What does that mean? ”

The driver thought for a moment: “Report it to the boss first, we can't go alone. ”

A moment later, the driver hung up helplessly.

The superiors ordered them to stand by, and the address was checked by a reserve team to avoid the enemy leaving the mountain.

The two of them could only continue to gaze boringly at the occasional crossing of the street of the vehicle.

My partner smoked half of his cigarette and was halved by a dart. I had already raised the window.

That dart scared him to death, and he thought it was safe to close the window.

As a result, the windows were closed for a few minutes, and a dark shadow in the dark spinned again and stuck in the hood in front of both of them.

They frightened FUXK and retreated again.

A moment later, they slowly nodded and looked at what was stuck in the hood.

Second bat dart!

The driver bit his teeth: “The car was sent to repaint two days before labor! This shit..."

Speaking of which, he took it.

He still admires Batman.

They looked at each other and covered each other and got off. The driver took another note off the bat dart, and the flashlight immediately lit up.

Another address, just five blocks away.

They flashed a bad feeling in their minds and called their boss again.

This time, the boss just said, “Well, I'll let the nearby team take a look, and you guys stay put. This could be a trick to lure you away, and maybe this is where the bandits want to open the gap, not carelessly. ”

When they hung up the phone, the partner blew his mouth: “bullshxt! How could Batman help the bandits against us? ”

And the driver shook his head: "But it doesn't have to be Batman throwing it!” When he said that, he also measured the center console.

There are two evidence bags in there, two bat darts they just received.

He suddenly said, "Open a five-centimeter window over there. ”

Partner strange: “What's wrong? ”

Driver: “Well, I think the smell of your cigarette just now hasn't dispersed, it's a little disgusting. ”

My partner muttered with dissatisfaction, or did it.

All of a sudden, my boss called and said, "Are you still there? ”

“Yes,” replied the driver.

Superior: “Without my order, try not to move and notify me immediately if there is any situation. ”

The phone hung up, partner somehow: “What the hell is going on here? Why are we here..."

Boo!

A dark shadow flew in through the gap in his window.

But this time someone had experience and had much better control. After the dark shadow flew in, the momentum decreased and gently hit the center console, falling onto the two bat darts.

The third bat dart appears!

This time, the driver had skilfully removed the small note with his gloved hand and dialed the phone to forward the address to his supervisor.

He seemed to understand that tonight he and his partner were merely messengers, responsible for passing the Batman message on to his superiors' middlemen.

The boss's voice got excited this time and didn't have time to say anything more: "Good, you keep waiting there for news. ”

Upset, the boss has actually revealed a little truth - the address on these little notes did give him a message.

Hang up the phone, partner suddenly says, "Did you just ask me to open the window and lower my body just to facilitate Batman shooting darts in? ”

The driver lay back unconsciously: "What else? Do you want him to stick darts in my hood again? Or on the door? Car repair is a hassle, making it easier for everyone. ”

The partner had nothing to say but to silently pull out the cigarette: "I'll smoke another one, won't you object? ”

The driver shrugged: “Whatever. Coffee? ”

“... you shitty bitch!” My partner scolded angrily: “Give me a cup of coffee made by your wife. ”

The driver looked the same: “I'm sorry, I made my own coffee today. I was still picking my feet. Do you want more? ”

“Get lost!” his partner vomited and finally lost.

These two don't know, they're the two most casual people of the night.

Like their superiors, they were already calling in a red light at the moment, raving manpower: “I don't care, you have to drop me another twenty. I've got more than fifty guys, at least three of them, who are important wanted in the bureau, and the rest of them are still under identification. If you don't want to release the big fish, you better get me more people...”

Luke is equally busy.

His regular cruise drones in the vicinity over the past few days, as well as a large number of surveillance heads at the top of the tall building, have helped him to locate multiple suspicious locations with information from the gang.

Following a pre-planned route, one by one, as long as a group of unidentified persons with guns gathers illegally, this could be the target.

The bandit who flips a nest will come back with a dart to wash the floor.

This chain of cleansing resulted in five out of sixteen locations belonging to friendly forces, including, but not limited to, the FBI, DEA, CIA and Homeland Security.

The remaining eleven locations are home to a large group of bandits who have come from all over the globe to earn a hundred million dollars in rewards.