Super Detective in the Fictional World

Lawyer immediately said: "I demand immediate bail from my client...”

Jack gets up and walks away: “He's a suspect in multiple murders, no bail. If you have the guts to ask the director to give me an order, you go ahead. ”

Lawyers are helpless too.

He was able to avoid Johnny being given an unfavourable confession by the police, but was unable to get Johnny out.

The massacre at the bar was too violent, with almost twenty deaths. It was not easy to lay low, and the arrival of a barrister was not easy.

Jack walked to the lounge beside him and poured himself a cup of coffee and drank it.

Shortly after, his deputy, Edward, returned.

Jack: “How's it going? ”

Edward hey hey smile: “I locked him up in the big room, and the big star seemed scared. ”

Jack's mouth rose: “He dares to play stunts, he doesn't have the guts, but it doesn't mean he's not afraid of the scum. ”

Edward: "Need someone to keep an eye on him? ”

Jack: “No, let him finish the night first. Time is too short to be obvious, only let him be tortured by the scum, tomorrow he won't be able to keep his mouth shut. ”

Speaking of which, Jack and I both look like we're holding a winning ticket.

Not far away, in the 24-hour fast food restaurant outside the police station, Luke barked his mouth and took a leisurely sip of coffee: “Is this... going to be all right? ”

He had just released a microdrone into the police station to monitor the interrogation room.

Instead of worrying about Johnny, he was worried about the sudden appearance of the Evil Horseman, using the kind of confessional eye that would judge the soul against the cops like Jack.

Not many cops in the United States dare to slap their chests and say they have never done anything wrong.

Jack is no exception.

The way he put Johnny in the Grand Detention Unit just now was very unclean.

But nobody in the Homicide Squad was too clean, and Luke seduced the suspect with a gun loaded with coach ammunition and was not qualified to denounce Jack.

Looking at a bunch of gangsters go around Johnny, Luke thinks about it, and there's still no action.

Most of these little gangsters are not guilty, do not change their teachings and die unjustly.

Johnny tried to resist the tears and beatings of these little bastards and wanted them to give up their plans to clean him up.

He was not afraid to be beaten by these gangsters, and when his car fell, his bones felt like they were breaking apart all the time.

He was afraid that the evil knight in his body would suddenly appear.

There's surveillance in the holding cell. Once the Evil Horseman comes out, it won't be photographed clearly.

That's why he went to the police station, and he immediately asked for a lawyer, trying to get himself out of there.

If he had a gorgeous transformation in the police station, it would have been fun.

Unfortunately, Johnny's resistance was futile.

These punks are basically no good people.

Only one older child opens his mouth and tries to stop these people from behaving, but is slapped to the side by a gangster.

The gangster smiled and beat Johnny to the ground, shouting furiously: "Last time I pressed a $100 knife, I bet you fell out of your head. And then you fell out of the car and shit didn't happen. I lost a lot of money and I'm gonna blow your brains out today! ”

Luke's mouth twitch: This is... a big death!

You deserve it! Wanted to punch the brains out of the Evil Knight.

Anything else, say the Devil Knight. Is there a brain in the skull? That's the problem.

But these punks obviously didn't have a chance to test that guess.

Surrounded by a bunch of people, Johnny shouted abruptly when he pressed the ground, but no longer resembled a human voice, but the weird and horrible roar of the Evil Knight.

The fire flashed and burst out.

Boom!

A bunch of gangsters were blown up and the fiery Demon Knight stood up and yelled on his back.

Seeing this scene, Luke shrugged his shoulders, packed his stuff, went out of the fast food restaurant, walked into the alley beside him and rode the Triumph Motorcycle.

……

Over here, Jack and his buddy Edward are driving in the underground parking lot at the police station.

Edward drove the car to the exit and said, “When will I pick you up tomorrow morning? ”

Jack: “Nine o'clock, don't be too early. Let the big star suffer a little more, and the interrogation will be easier. ”

Edward laughed: “This guy must be having a good time right now. ”

Jack curled his mouth: "Then we can only wish him a good night. Let's go back and get some sleep. ”

In the talking room, the car took the underground exit.

Suddenly a roar came from the underground garage, and Jack frowned: “What sound? ”

It doesn't sound like a police car or a patrol bike, it sounds like an engine, but it has a bombarding sound.

Edward, one of his men, was about to say something, and the blast approached quickly, and a strange object burning the flames of a bear came from the depths of the garage.

They just saw what this thing looked like in the mirror, and it jumped out the back of their car and jumped over them in the way.

As soon as it landed, the exhaust pipe behind its ass shouted loudly.

Boom!

Jack and Edward screamed terribly in the car, their arms covering their faces shrunk down.

Knock!

Front windshield bullet-proof glass flowered into pieces and covered with dark soot particles, becoming almost like the bottom of a pan.

This thing seemed proud and dumped a handsome ass.

As a whistle rang, this thing immediately left Jack and Edward behind and rushed to the police gate.

Jack and Edward crawled out of the car with a gun in their hands, looking in the direction of this weird thing.

By then, they had seen exactly what was destroying the windshield in front of their car.

It's a skeleton chariot burning with a flame of bears —— and it's fucking unmanned!

Just as they were watching along the fiery Skull Chariot, a flaming Skull Knight came out of the police gate and stepped foot onto the Skull Chariot.

The skull wrapped by the knight in the flame seemed to look at two other people with two orbits of a black hole. The mandible split open and made a strange sound of Hershey, which seemed to be laughing at both of them.

Then the skeleton chariot instantly accelerated and disappeared at the end of the street, leaving only a long line of fire to prove that it was right here.

Jack and Edward face each other and pull their legs and run to the police station.

Over here, the Luke Light Car followed the line of fire that stretched all the way, and in less than ten minutes came to a somewhat familiar place - the cemetery.

This is Johnny's last cemetery last night.

Instead of staying close, he connected the surveillance footage of the microdrone and watched the conversation between the two people in the chapel.

Johnny was questioning the tomb guard about the whereabouts of the San Van Gonza deed, and this weird old man talked to him about it this morning, and he definitely knew more than he did.