Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke's idea was neither brilliant nor surprising, except that Fudge and Matt hadn't thought about it before.

They're lawyers, not decorators, and they're used to the process of large home furnishings called decoration companies.

And Luke's suggestion made us turn our heads.

There's plenty of room for action when it's developed into a community reconstruction and community service.

The increase in size would save a lot of money, and it would also enable those households that received donations to do what they could.

These people do not mind paying a little bit of work when the renovation money is in place.

Luke just started out, listening to the three Fogeys come up with a lot of money saving ideas, and after half an hour of drinking beer, he and Selena got up and said goodbye.

Nor did they retain Foggy, and Luke and his men certainly did not have much time for professional leisure.

It is the greatest good deed in the United States to have to pay a fortune to do good.

Right now, Charlie the Black Boy is watching a big movie at home with his girlfriend Cordia in his arms.

All of a sudden, he was so cold, he fought a cold war.

Cordia looked at him strangely: "What's wrong with you? ”

Charlie shook his head, “I don't know, I always thought something bad was going to happen. ”

“Here you go again. Every day I feel that I am a sorcerer reincarnated, can predict the evil luck, I have never been lucky to see you since I was a child. You're a real wizard, and that must be the most useless one.” Cordia said with dissatisfaction.

Her hand pulled Charlie's hand smoothly and made him scream, “Hey, I'm meaty, and you're not afraid to break it. ”

Cordia turned a white eye and said, "You don't think there's another little Birch out there? Oh, it should be old Beatrice. Raqqa's sister had an eyebrow at you last time. Tell me, did you two have an affair? ”

Charlie held his head in both hands, "OMG, his sister's almost 200 pounds, okay? Honey, you're not misunderstanding my taste, I like you the most. ”

Cordia laughed, “Do you seem to complain a lot about me being too skinny? It's always said to be a little fuller to call a woman. You saw Laka the other day, you used to sing that song... babygotback, right? ”

Charlie's vest went straight to the air: "Me, wasn't that for you? ”

He had no interest in Raqqah's sister, but that was fun for bigbutts.

Sister Raqqa happened to have made him more distant, and it came to Cordia's attention.

If he finds out, he's gonna have a hell of a lot of trouble right now.

He had no choice but to solve the problems of his girlfriend's suspicion, and the bad feeling of what had just happened was completely behind his head.

And when Luke and I got home, we washed up and went out to work again.

Two hours later, Wesley, the Swedish glasses man, had to call his boss again: "Boss, the smiley face mask and the black cat just killed Gustavo Gomez, the angel of death, and ransacked their main warehouse. Conservatively, it is estimated that the Angel of Death lost two tons of goods this time, and even if their subsequent reactions were not taken into account, the loss of this shipment would have a significant impact on our business. ”

The phone was silent for a long time, and Wesley almost thought the line was broken.

“The last time you said you had a mutual aid club, did you do it?” The other side of the phone asked.

Wesley: “I was about to tell you about it. Mutual Aid rejected the mission, saying that we did not give specific figures, such as real identities. ”

On the other end of the phone: "What kind of killer are they? Don't you know how to find them?" I'm not looking for mercenaries. ”

Wesley was helpless: "That's what they did say. But they don't seem to be putting me through, and maybe they're in some kind of trouble. ”

The other side of the phone: "I'm not the fucking owner of the club. I don't care what their problem is. This group of wastes was later blacklisted. ”

“Yes, boss.” Wesley: "However, Mutual Aid declined the mission, but recommended that we go to another platform. ”

And the other side of the phone was like, "What? ”

Wesley: "Mutual Aid mentioned the Continental Hotel, saying it could hang a reward directly and let the world's killers help us find those masks and kill them. ”

Quiet down the other side of the phone again.

If you listen to this, it could be something wrong with you, otherwise how can you introduce business to other colleagues?

Rewards are indeed the easiest.

Wesley had not approached the Continental Hotel before because it was a very difficult force and there had been clashes with his own side.

But in a few days, the masked gang was too aggressive, and in a few days, they expanded their masks from their men to allies (D'Amico), even upstream suppliers (Death Angels), and downstream bulk dealers (Mrs. Gogh).

That's the right rhythm to get them to die.

Wesley had to name the owner "Continental Hotel” a taboo.

“Yes, but don't use our name.” For a moment of silence, the answer was given at the end of the phone.

Wesley heard the rumor that the big stone had fallen in his heart.

It would be perfect for Wesley's side if they could spend a little money on mainland hotels and masks.

Hostile forces on both sides are on his side anyway, and it is good that whoever triumphs over who loses, or loses both, or even keeps getting entangled.

He had not considered such an operation before because the masked group was not so strong and the attack on Wesley was not strong.

Now, it just so happens that the forces on both sides of the spectrum are on fire.

Hang up, Wesley figured it out.

Frank D'Amico already had a death revenge order in place at the mainland hotel.

Once D'Amico and his son are killed, this revenge order will be activated, rewarding their murderers for two million each.

This time, when the masks killed both D'Amico's father and son, the total amount of the revenge order was four million, quite tempting.

But that's not enough.

The growing gang of masked men, as well as the rapidly gaining strength, has created a strong sense of crisis in wise Wesley.

The stronger they fight, the less they say, the more partners they have, which is too bad for them.

Make sure to drag the Continental Hotel into this war as soon as possible.

In the practice of mainland hotels, you will definitely fight the masks.

It's the fucking Batman! Enjoy the vigilante, he's still so high-profile! Forget about it! Wesley had a heart attack.

Now the number of masked vigilantes in New York is dozens of times higher than ever before, and it's all Batman's fault.

Over the past few months, there have been dozens of 20-year-old children in black capes wearing shattered masks all over the country, coming out to find the trouble of gangsters, and they are also known as "The Warrior."

It's not good to be a low-key vigilante. If you want to be on TV, Batman must be a hypocrite! Wesley called and arranged a reward when he was done defaming Batman again.

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