Super Detective in the Fictional World

Watching the dark shadow disappear, Luke looked into the middle of the dance floor.

There was a model with a trembling head, Cesar, and a suspicious water stain on the ground between his legs.

He looked sideways next to the dance floor and watched him vigilantly with three long legs after the couch.

He waved at them.

Three long legs hesitated for a moment and walked out, holding a small self-defense pistol in their hands.

Luke praises: Vanessa's girlfriend! Being a model doesn't forget to carry a gun.

That Alexander, if it's an ordinary gang, it's not certain who's cleaning up.

“The monsters we killed, they are quite powerful here, and you cannot afford to leave Europe as soon as possible.” He said so.

Referring to the frightened model on the dance floor, he cautioned, "Take her and the models up there and shut them up, or the monsters will find you sooner or later. ”

If I hadn't killed them! He so added in his heart, walking towards the door.

“Who are you, please?” A long leg opens up and asks.

Luke looked at her and sang for a moment: "Nightwalker.” Then turn around and leave.

Vanessa's three best friends thought it was a little weird for a moment.

Later, the tall black man in the black leather trench coat with sunglasses, was obviously the "daywalker” and “blade” in the mouth of the bar monster.

And this grey and black hooded sweatshirt that first appeared, the guy in the mask, obviously didn't know the Daywalker.

But he called himself "The Night Walker”? Who's stupid?

After walking out of the bar, Luke glanced over a car in the shadow of the corner and smiled: Looks like this guy isn't as cold and heartless as he looks!

The man in the car was a daywalker, and when Luke's figure disappeared, he stepped on the throttle and drove away.

And he was wondering: where did this come from?

From the weapon's point of view, the man didn't know much about the vampire clan, but he also easily killed more than a dozen vampire servants with ordinary cold weapons.

Doesn't this level seem worse than it is? A moment of reflection, he gave up his depth.

As long as it's not the enemy, it's no big deal. He's never the only vampire enemy.

Monsters who feed on human blood, causing some extraordinary presence is normal.

The Vampire Clan has always been strong, and for no other reason.

Luke was on the roof of a factory building, looking at the drone, smiling and shaking his head.

He didn't intend to close the job easily.

It was easy to find a vampire nest spot, but I met a robber, and the robbery was half.

He can't blame people for being too enthusiastic.

In that nest, he killed basically a vampire servant, plus a vampire.

He looked at the system tips.

System: Kill the vampire lair and save the model.

Total Mission Experience 3000, points 3000.

50% Mission Contribution, 1500 Experience, 1500 Points

Host experience: 3588090000.

Points: 24580.

In just two days, the Vampire Clan and associated forces contributed more than 7,000 experience points.

They are, as Luke imagined, fat dripping oil.

Even better, after vampires and servants are killed, nothing is left, and they are simply gray.

He can save a lot of trouble washing the land, and it's not easy to attract official investigations.

Beauty in his heart, he looked at eight models in the drone scene coming out of the bar and getting into that car in Alexandria headed for London.

He slowly pulled out a lollipop and sat out on the roof, dropping his legs and roaming outside the building.

The night breeze blew and the rain poured, but Luke looked at the center of Coventry, where the lights were shining in the distance, humming softly: "When my heart broke, the big girl cried...”

When he got here, he felt a little inappropriate, and a few of the big girls who ran away were afraid to cry.

He simply changed his song: “Don't cry, big sister, go your own way...”

After more than twenty minutes of sightseeing, more than a dozen cars made it to the bar.

Luke adjusted the surveillance mode of the drone so that the body and surrounding objects of these people became a blue-red intertwined pattern.

He smiled softly.

Vampires are different from humans.

Fifteen of the more than thirty people had temperatures at 50 degrees, while the remaining twenty were normal people at around 37 degrees.

Fifty degrees of normal body temperature is long dead, and only vampires with abnormal blood and circulatory systems can carry this temperature and move freely.

He had just released several people, all normal human beings.

They're not vampires, they're not vampire servants, they're just like the women of Axela, they're vampire dogs for all kinds of reasons.

Luke really thinks they're dogs, too.

If you hit a dog, why don't you go back to your master and scream for pain?

These dogs can talk.

Looking at almost everyone who cared unconsciously about dodging, Luke stood up from the edge of the roof and slowly retreated to the end of the other side of the roof.

Boom! Boom!

Sensitive reaction activated!

Gun fighting!

More than a dozen steps merged into a growing "boom," his body leaping out of the roof and falling down a parabola.

At the entrance of the bar, more than thirty people were beginning to walk towards the entrance, and the man clustered in the middle raised his head and quickly retreated.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Five high-explosive rounds were fired from the spiritual caps of the five men, their heads bursting simultaneously, their headless bodies falling down and still struggling on the ground.

Luke's M500 has been plugged back into the armpit holster, his wrists swinging, two short sticks sliding out and holding it in his hand.

Boom, boom, boom!

At the moment of the fall, two short sticks were smoked back and forth from the head by two vampire servants.

The heads of these two guys recessed into two deep traces, and a spark erupted from them and blew up instantly.

Almost at the same time, the headless bodies of the five vampire servants who had just been blown up burst into flames.

More than thirty people on the field were shocked.

A few people yelled, “Daywalker! ”

“Blade! ”

Luke laughed low, flushing his body forward, dancing a silver stick with his short hands, plunging twice into the heart of two evading vampire servants: "Wrong answer. You can call me" Nightwalker ”! ”

Two vampire servants howled and their bodies greyed rapidly from the pierced heart area.

“Don't panic! Shoot him!” There was a roar.

Luke laughed.

You want to play with guns when he's close? Do you guys know how to fight up close too?

Physical outbursts bring stronger power, sharper reactions and perceptions, driving Luke's martial arts to higher levels.

The martial arts have always been divided into two parts.

The first part is how to hit the opponent and the second part is how to prejudge, evade, and cut off the opponent's shooting.

Thus, even if he did not have a gun in his hand at the moment, he was using Part II's ability.