Super Detective in the Fictional World

The driver slowed down for a while and looked at the bills and mumbled: “What a good man. ”

He only drove a little, and the fare was $30 a day.

Not only did Luke save him, but he also paid extra for the ride, which was definitely a great guy.

But Luke, the good man, had taken a triumphant motorcycle out of storage, put on his helmet, and quickly circled the path that had just appeared abnormal.

You can also see a fire line stretching westwards in the far streets.

He accelerated the chase decisively.

He saw a motorcycle flashing past the electric flint room where the taxi had just flown.

It's not unusual that more people like to ride motorcycles in the United States.

But when the spark belt exploded and the vintage Harley motorcycle caught fire on the front and rear wheels, it sped more than 200 kilometers an hour, and for the first time in his life, he saw it.

Chasing that line, but also fading away, Luke looked down the street by the way.

Glass from various cars and street buildings was smashed by the shock wave of the vintage Harley motorcycle just now, and the ground line disappeared with a wheel print that melted out at high temperatures.

Cars on the street also show signs of burning, with street lights and parking watches melting and bending, and trees burning like bears on fire.

What the hell is that? Luke muttered in his heart, but he was also fortunate that this thing was headed straight west, and Drax was not in the same direction northwest of them.

He threw the throttle and chased it crazy.

This destructive power doesn't seem like something ordinary and extraordinary can do.

In the blink of an eye, he also saw people on vintage Harley motorcycles smoking and seemingly on fire.

But in the air, he didn't smell the roast.

But it's not a stuntman, and stuntmen don't blow up the whole way!

After chasing the fire line more than 10 kilometers out of town, Luke saw an old factory building.

The burning smell of vintage Harley motorcycles has entered.

He found a quiet spot to stop, retrieve the motorcycle to storage, pull out two drones and look at the surveillance data on the fake phone, while pulling out a new suit of armor.

This is not White Wolf armor, but a test piece of armor with different ideas.

It's just a prototype, like Selena's Best Armor, with only the most basic protective and camouflage features.

Unlike the White Wolf armor, which is a white box, this new suit of armor is divided into three parts: head, upper body and lower body.

Luke first stepped inside a foot groove similar to a flat box, hanging an unfolded upper body armor with one hand and an open helmet armor with the other.

The flat case quickly pops up with folding armor, going up from the calf, and the upper body armor quickly opens down from the shoulder blade.

Ten seconds later, the upper and lower armor are joined, and the head armor is also joined to the upper armor.

Luke was not particularly satisfied with what he did.

However, this is only a test product for a subsequent technical stockpile of armor, and it is normal to dissatisfy.

Accelerating under his feet, he jumped more than ten meters lightly and jumped onto the roof of the plant.

This armor is heavily reduced in weight, slightly less protective, significantly more flexible, and more concealed in action.

In common sense, Batman belongs to the knight's armor, which is front-facing, the new armor belongs to the assassin's armor, and the white wolf armor lies between the two.

As a result, Luke made little noise while running lightly on the plant.

Soon he arrived at the central location of the plant, with a relatively empty repair workshop below.

Frowned, he had found a corpse lying at the front door of the factory, blue and intensely sulphurous.

The murderer of the bar massacre is here!

Luke's spirit shook and looked at both sides standing on the field.

One side is four freaks of different shapes.

On the other hand, he was the one who followed him on the fiery motorcycle.

But at this moment this man is screaming out loud, and a burst of ash is coming out of his body, a flame coming from his face and his skin and muscles seem to melt constantly in the flame.

Finally, in a howl, this man becomes a fiery... skull?

Though he was still wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, his head and exposed hands turned white bones, burning with the red flames of a bear.

This flaming skull raises one finger across from the other four: “Go to hell! ”

Across the street, a young man with grey blue skin stalls: “Looks like we've got nothing to talk about. ”

At the end of the voice, a stranger around him suddenly blurred into a whirring black-and-mouth wind, dancing and rushing towards the flame skeleton.

Boom!

The wind hit the flaming skeleton's chest heavily, knocking him upside down and hanging him from a chain more than 10 metres behind him.

Luke picks the eyebrows: This guy, he's weird.

To say that this weirdo turned into a raging wind is not a description, it's really like a small tornado.

Even if he stood still, his figure appeared slightly blurred and his body hidden.

When the flame skeleton was hit and hung on the chain, his head drooped and the flame disappeared.

The young man with the gray blue skin laughed proudly: "Looks like you're not as good as my father said. What an evil knight, it's all dog shi! ”

Luke didn't move.

Although he has now established that the gray-skinned young man in the four must have been the murderer of the bar massacre, at least one of them.

In the bar, he also noticed the smell of three other people, but was unsure that they had committed a bar massacre together with a young man with grey blue skin.

Now the four of us stand together, if not associates, as the villains who sit around watching the young massacre.

But the flaming skeleton had just lifted Luke's taxi to the bottom of the sky, causing serious damage in the city and not being seen by Luke.

Besides, a flame skeleton doesn't look like a piece of crap that can be easily handled.

Indeed, the young man's voice had just fallen, and the skeleton hung on the chain once again burst into flames, and the drooping skeleton suddenly lifted up, tearing off the chain on his neck and rushing toward the group of four.

The weirdo who can turn into a wind strikes again.

This time, the flame skeleton was guarded, and although it was shaken all over, it was not hit again.

On the four-man side, a man climbed onto a large van outside the warehouse and suddenly accelerated after the launch, directly hitting two entangled people.

Boom!

Big truck collided with an abandoned big truck, and the flame skeleton had been caught between the two cars.

And the wind monster tangled with the flaming skull came out of the big truck, and his imaginary body was not afraid of such a collision.

And the door of the driver's seat of the big truck opened and came down a skinny bald middle-aged man, looking at the position of the head, whispering: “He's not very strong either. ”