Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke sipped another Coke, not slowly: "I'm not going to force you to hurt those" cute ”masks, I'm only concerned about the killers. ”

Wade: … Mayhem Fako! How so again.

He remembered that, although the vigilante was not to be seen by the police, the killer was undoubtedly a more suitable target, and that the policeman was right in front of him.

I don't know what kind of operation LAPD police came to rob NYPD.

But none of this had anything to do with him.

Luke sipped another sip of Coke and swayed the bottle gently in his hand, watching the soy liquid bubble: "Find out about a killer, depending on the level of danger, a hundred to a thousand dollars each. ”

“So little?” Wade had to lose his voice.

Luke: “It's the information fee. I just want their appearance to be nicknamed these roadblocks, not to let you cut them to death. ”

Wade listened, and his mind counted.

At least this huge reward will attract dozens of wealthy killers, and there must be a lot of them.

He does not need to find out everything about each other, such as a foothold.

As long as he hears about it, he can report it to this big case and maybe get paid for the information.

Dozens too few, wouldn't he have misrepresented it into more than a hundred? Tens of thousands of dollars in knives.

He thought so in his heart, and he had a smile on his face, and he said, "Is this too low? Boss, would you like some more? ”

Luke: "Not much? Let's start by calculating my intermediary fee. In your line of work, the intermediary fee should be 10-30%, so I'll take a 15% median. Last time you earned at least seven digits, I even made the lowest one million, 15% is 150,000..."

Hearing a sudden six-digit "debt," Wade surrendered resolutely: “OK, I think you gave a reasonable price and I can't wait to get to work. That's a deal, byebye! ”

He drank most of the whiskey, which was cold water, and got up and ran away.

Luke took the coke in his hand and stood up to say hello to Selina: "Let's go. ”

The bartender in the distance suddenly said, "I can also provide information here, at the price you said, how about that? ”

Luke smiled softly: "Aren't you afraid Wade might get you into trouble? ”

The bartender whispered: “Let him kill. Speaking of finding out, he's a brother. ”

Luke, um, turned around and looked at the guests at the bar and said, "You're not selling me information on these people, are you? ”

The bartender shrugged: “Of course I wouldn't mind if it were possible. But none of the people here should have proof of that family's killer, and they can't take the reward mission, otherwise how can they sit here and drink honestly? ”

Luke: “How long do you need? ”

Bartender: “You can come the night after tomorrow. ”

Luke said, “Deal.” I just want to walk.

The bartender called him again: "Wait. ”

Luke: "Hmm? ”

Bartender: “You're new here, so I have to take a deposit. Attention, it's a deposit. ”

Luke pulled it out and threw it in his arms, and a roll of green oil fell into the glass: “Then try harder, don't even run out of deposits. ”

Luke and Selena were escorted away, and the bar's hands had already taken out that beautiful knife in the glass tank and put it under the counter, flying over the place.

“Wade is a very nice customer!” The bartender murmured.

Luke gave us a standard $100 roll, 20 rolls a roll, or $2,000 knife.

The maximum deposit in their line of work is 50 per cent of the remuneration, but it has to be a reputable and capable person to get it, usually 20 per cent first.

That means that Luke booked 10,000 dollars worth of information with him.

This is a rare big deal.

So I thought, the bartender walked behind the bar and picked up the phone and said it.

……

As soon as Luke got to the lab, Robert called: "Take the fax and send you the sketch. ”

Luke hung up, looked at the fax he'd just sent, and said, "Snail, compare this picture to the suspect targets in the database, and let me know if it turns out. ”

When he finished, he looked at the sketch and mumbled: “It's vicious, but it's a big guy, so it's more popular than Robert. ”

Only the man on the sketch has small eyes, big nose, trapezoidal face, plate head, cold color, strong body.

Yes, it's a full-body sketch.

Another moment of sketching, Luke laughed: "Catherine, the art of painting is picking it up again. That's a good level. ”

Putting this sketch into storage, he added two points to the spirit again, turning it into 39.

Looking at this 39 number, he looked forward to it: "Tomorrow, you'll know what 40 tastes like. ”

When Luke and Selena went home to rest, Manhattan was in the middle of the night.

Clinton and Harlem have a number of high-pitched and observable positions.

From time to time, two more people held the binoculars and put them in the eye.

At first, you can remain silent.

They're professionals who pay 10 million in rewards, and few want to waste their time on other colleagues.

But as the binoculars of the two killers ran into each other, the "confirmed eye, is the great enemy” scenario occurred.

Killer business, not much good temper, two people decisively split the film.

After an intermittent burst of gunfire, one fell off the roof of the fifth floor and hit the street.

Soon after, the patrol car arrived.

The police household mentioned that there was a sniper gun next to the deceased.

The operator thought they were joking when he first heard the call.

There are plenty of people in the United States with guns, but they are high-end collectors or professionals with sniper guns.

Shortly after the patrol officers were present, the situation was reported to Headquarters.

The deceased was dressed in black, fully equipped and pricey, but not in police or military style.

With that SIGSSG sniper rifle, it's obviously not some collector or fever buddy.

These people will only look at the large collectibles on the gun rack in the house and end up shooting a few shots at the range on the top of the day, instead of climbing up to the rooftop of the apartment building in the middle of the night armed with sniper rifles.

The scene became chaotic as the police entered like an enemy.

Finally, NYPD blew up like a daisy cat after a second pair of complaining killers fought and accidentally injured a policeman.

Not only did a large number of patrol police vehicles rush to the scene of the incident in the Harlem area, but even helicopters travel to various rooftops in an attempt to identify suspects.

SWAT also has two teams arriving and is ready to fight those professionals.

The chicken dogs jumped, and most of the killers opted to retreat.

There was no bonus for killing the cops and no sign of the target. They went crazy to mess with NYPD.