Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 670 Chapter 688: Old Farmers Go Live, Harvest Begins (2 more)

They leaked information about the group, and if they were traced back, they would definitely die.

But what can be done with the child's head?

If you don't say so, he's dead.

Of course these kids don't know. Luke never intended to kill them.

These languages and means are used to communicate with the mind and to convince them that they are making a real confession.

Luke killed a lot of bad guys, but the kid almost didn't.

Kids in the woods, even when they're long and crooked, sleep in the wild at a young age, and nobody cares, and think about it and know that their growth experience won't be too good.

If they don't get kidnapped and stolen, do you expect them to work hard and learn how to be good teenagers on their own?

Being able to live is difficult for children who are imperfect and severely incapacitated.

Nor are these children Slovak, some of whom appear to have obvious hybrid features, which may be one of the reasons why they are left unattended.

Perhaps another reason is the town itself.

Luke rode a scooter and followed the direction that the child's head had said and found a river that crossed the city, heading east along the river.

On the eastern side of the town, there is a large abandoned factory building.

It was not difficult for him to find it because there were armed guards guarding the high walls around him.

Often, to protect a secret, you have to reveal something.

Luke sat on a scooter, and drones in the night sky automatically shot the factory at 360 degrees.

Although the abandoned factory was empty in the windows of the factory, with only a variety of building garbage and stuff, several luxury cars and a small helicopter parked under the garage in the factory area showed that it was not as desolate as the surface.

The drone circled the factory three times at an even speed, and a simple three-dimensional model was marked with a number of red and yellow dots.

The red dot is guarded and the yellow dot is monitored.

The guards are about eight, it's just a night guard, and some of the guards may be resting.

Yellow spot monitoring is arranged in all important locations.

Surveillance does not provide full coverage of the plant area, but it is also difficult to access the plant directly.

Luke thought for a moment and put away the pedal motorcycle, removing a set of semi-finished armor from the storage space.

Placing a flat white box of armor on his back, he slightly adjusted his lower strap and ordered softly in his mouth: “White Wolf armor, activate. ”

In a delicate clicking, the white box behind him popped a piece of folding armor, quickly covering his entire body.

Luke shook his head slightly.

The folding technique of this thing comes in part from iron and blood equipment, and the effect of the outfit is very ordinary.

But that's the only way to do it now, and later on, Tony didn't build a mature steel armor at once.

Retrieving his mind from the New War Armor and looking at the factory in front of him, he cleared up too many bandit nests and made light cars familiar with the road.

The only advantage of this plant is that the surveillance is still reliable.

But first in Paris, Luke had to buy second-hand accessories, temporary assembly tools, and now he's got all kinds of little gear ready to show off.

Besides, this isn't Paris.

The population of Slovakia is already small, the number of people in such small towns is even scarcer, the number of police officers cannot be too large, and it is likely that they will be at odds with the people who live here.

There was a slight movement in the abandoned factory and the police were neither easily aware of it nor likely to care.

This is Luke's favorite environment.

Quiet, isolated, does not attract official interference.

Luke was also adjusted at this moment to keep himself in the mood when the old farmers harvested the wheat fields - efficiently calm and not sad.

He dodged a surveillance range on a high wall, touched it from the side, drummed it a few times, and connected a data cable to the surveillance line.

Providing information to yourself with the eyes and ears of your enemies is the most time-consuming and fast option.

He had a hard sugar in his mouth, and he quickly manipulated it on his notebook.

Tony Stark is someone who can hack into S.H.I.E.L.D. 's system.

Although his technology is not currently growing at a high rate in a few years, the surveillance system is not a S.H.I.E.L.D. system either.

Luke started receiving all the surveillance footage inside the factory without anyone knowing.

Just for a moment, his eyebrows wrinkled.

Even if he has always told himself to do things calmly and efficiently, without too much emotional fluctuations, there is a slight sense of killing at this moment.

It's not what he thinks it is, and it's not what the Parisian female-traffickers are.

From these surveillance images, he can tell the truth, even if it's not all there.

Luke squinted his eyes.

Is the common trafficker gang bad? That's really bad. They can do anything for money.

But some of the gangs Luke meets are far more disgusting than the average trafficker gang.

Like the first auction house in Paris, like the hunting club in Wolfkerr, or the luxury sports car club in the Esworth family.

Because they all treat people as animals, as props for their own enjoyment, as abusive.

These people don't do it for money, they simply vent themselves to become too veterinary.

This abandoned factory is the same transformation.

Surveillance of the bloody scenes in the scene allows ordinary people to have nightmares all their lives.

Luke gradually returned to calm.

There's nothing to be angry about about these people who are doomed to die.

But he also finally found the target - Miss Beth.

And one for two —— Miss Beth's two classmates are here.

But looking at their treatment, Luke thinks they're about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.

Luke thought, after a moment of operation on the notebook, he retracted the notebook and jumped up.

During the night, a white shadow crossed the high wall, a long knife with both hands gently swung, and two guards of the high wall at the door fell.

Luke's speed did not diminish, cat's waist advanced on the high wall, pulled out a pale white shadow, and two patrol guards in the direct ram area were turning rear.

Two guards rubbed their necks unwittingly, instantly cutting off the cervical spine and trachea, leaving them with high paraplegia, but not immediately dying.

The two guards on the high wall at the rear door of the plant are still smoking.

“This time that woman, looking old, thought I'd like her? ”

“Come on, it's not like you don't have time. You'll get any shit. ”

“Fuck off, the taste of labor is not so good...”

The conversation between the two men suddenly stopped and their eyes widened, softly leaning against the guardrail of the high wall.

Luke rolled over and went around to the other side of the plant, standing in the corner shadow of the plant.

A few seconds later, the two guards walked across the corner of the factory building and their gaze at the high perimeter wall.

Two dark shadows flashed across their necks and Luke turned around and walked away.