Super Detective in the Fictional World

Two walking dogs wanted to raise their guns, and their heads were twisted with short sticks.

The two vampires beside them were penetrated from the mandible to the skull by the sharp sticks of Luke's short hands.

Luke and the two short sticks in his hand did not stop in the cry of two vampires, and the cyclone swept into the surrounding crowd.

Boom! Boom!

A string of sticks struck the dull sound of the flesh, and Luke circled around the scene quickly, knocking more than twenty dog-walking humans all over the ground.

At this moment, the heads of the two vampire servants were clamped under his armpits.

Two clicks, he snapped their necks, the two guys were not dead, and their bodies were still struggling with impotence.

The short stick in his hand stopped their jaws, and Luke laughed down: “Heh heh! Such a weak and fragile scum feeds on humans? ”

Across from him, the only four guys who could stand were embarrassed.

The three of them standing in front of each other had revealed their fear, and the man behind them yelled, “Who are you? ”

Luke laughed, not answering his question, but looking at the three people in front of him: "Tell me all the information about the vampires, and I'll spare you this time. Otherwise..."

His short stick tip penetrated the right vampire servant's heavenly lid, turning it into flying ash screaming.

Now, including his high paraplegic vampire servant with his left armpit clip, all trembled.

Nobody wants to die! Especially for those who are already vampire servants.

Without disease, without the troubles of most humans, apart from not being able to tan and having to drink blood regularly, they live much more comfortably than ordinary people.

“Kill him!” The man behind the three servants opened his mouth.

Even Luke's armpit servants struggled to attack him.

Luke picks eyebrows: Is this... mental control?

Throw this high paraplegic bastard away at will, he rammed up.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, three servants,

Luke stabbed the last man in the head.

The man suddenly reached in front of him with his hands behind his back and smiled: “I can't believe you can't kill me! ”

In his hands, he had two handguns that looked like handicrafts.

The corner of Luke's mouth curled.

Boom!

His head slipped away, his body sank slightly, and a bullet passed through his head.

Boom, boom, boom!

The man's eyes suddenly panicked when he couldn't stop shooting.

He found himself unable to hit the nearest gray black man, even close to both sides.

The drop point of each bullet is always millimeters short of hitting the opponent.

And at the moment of the series of gunshots, Luke had stuck it in front of him, and a short silver stick had fallen on his wrist.

Without waiting for him to resist, the other stick fell on the other hand.

In the clatter, two pistols came out and both his hands became L-shaped.

After Luke's figure and he rubbed past him, a silver truncheon strangled his jaw and the tip of another silver truncheon pierced his back: "Now, make them stop. ”

“Stop!” The man hastily asked.

Four servants immediately stopped jumping and stood still.

Luke once again made that big demon roar again: "Now, tell me all about the vampires. ”

Half an hour later, Luke waved his hand down and the silver truncheon penetrated through the vampire's heavenly lid.

Looking at his incredible eyes, Luke coughed softly: "I didn't tell you, just tell them everything and I'll let you go. I told them four before. ”

The only vampire (hybrid), Arthur Taros, was smoked out with a terrible howl in his mouth.

Luke shook his stick and looked at the four servants not far away: "Now it's your turn. ”

Another half-hour of interrogation, Luke nodded with satisfaction: "Good, never again. ”

His hands flashed twice, four vampire servants froze from his heart, then a burning sensation, and they stared at him with incredible eyes.

Luke shrugged: “I told you to leave you alone once, but that was before you attacked me, it had expired. ”

Bright sparks burst continuously, and the four servants disappeared into the world.

He looked at the dogs of the more than twenty humans still in a coma and breathed out: "Death! If you want to be safe, be sure to wash the floor. ”

An hour later, Luke walked out of the bar and drove into his car and disappeared into the night.

It's 4: 00 in the morning, but he's in a good mood when he looks at the system tips.

SYSTEM: Kill the main branch of British vampires, kill Arthur Talos, mission accomplished.

Total Mission Experience 3000, points 3000.

Mission contribution rate is 100%, gain 3000 Experience, 3000 Points.

Host experience: 3888090000

Points: 27580.

Sure enough, vampires are a gift pack of experience points! Unfortunately, this cannot go on indefinitely.

According to the information that has just been interrogated, the UK is mainly their caller.

Luke thinks it's not supposed to be true, at least not all.

Unfortunately, the only vampire (hybrid), Arthur Taros, kept the same story, and his servants and dogs didn't know much more.

Apart from hearing from his servant, Arthur Taros had a sister named Danica Taros, and information about the rest of the lair remained unheard of.

Luke can only say a little disappointed in this, but seeing an increase of 10,000 experience points is also in line with psychological expectations.

Gift bags are called gift bags because they are rare! He hummed a song and walked into the heart of Coventry.

……

In the heart of the city, he found a small apartment where a head of household went out, slept for two hours, and Luke got up shaky.

Looking out the window at the bright side of the sky, the golden red light of the blue sky is a sign of the beautiful weather today.

In England, it's worth an afternoon of tea.

Luke made himself a cup of black tea at the owner's stove, then rubbed it onto the owner's network cable and looked at the surveillance footage that had been laid yesterday.

Unfortunately for him, there was no suspicious target to go back to that bar.

Maybe he did too hard, maybe next time he should let some servants go? Not walking dogs.

The vampire class is simpler and clearer than human society.

Pure blood, mixed blood, servants, walking dogs, are basically divided by blood concentration.

Of course, real pureblood vampires have long disappeared and cannot even be tested.

Their so-called pureblood is also a joke, at best with a stronger genetic ancestral bloodline.

The dog-walking class belongs entirely to normal human beings, and the situation is complex and can be temporarily set aside.

The biggest problem with slaves is that they cannot embrace them for the first time, and those they bite will die and not become new vampire members.

And purebloods and hybrids are real vampires because they can make servants, even new vampires.