Super Detective in the Fictional World

Barry is a middle-sized, cautious veteran in the industry, officially the first to be “crossed”.

Although this has never been mentioned in the legend of this major event in the future, he did get “first place”.

Luke took Barry's M110 precision rifle and looked at the silencing accessory at the muzzle and was satisfied.

This thing is semi-automatic, and Barry also specializes in 20 magazines with a high ammunition supply, increasing the firepower continuity, obviously paying attention to the power of V.

And for Luke, this gun is more useful than a regular sniper gun.

Swimming out more than ten meters, he slightly adjusted and pulled the trigger on the M110.

Pfft!

On a car outside Mutan Park, a busy assassin in a co-pilot jumped the street instantly, and his remote control dropped.

This is an intelligence and logistical support assassin who belongs to Luke's priority clearance target.

In fact, as many as five people are targeted for priority clearance.

And these people's movements and information, when they went to Sister Margaret's, Luke was basically locked out.

This convenient and practical titanium phone, with its own technology product, is almost inevitably the first to use it as a killer.

They don't have much interest in the F2F that comes with the phone, and they don't have enough brains to bring the killer on the selfie F2F to life for a few days.

But one of the centerpieces of a titanium phone is taking pictures, and selfies use far less front-facing cameras than back-facing cameras.

Killers happen to be a profession that often requires photography, such as targeting operational objectives, locations, environments, information, etc., with great demand for photography.

Of course you can bring a camera with you, or even shoot better, but it's definitely not convenient.

With a titanium phone, you can both take less than one camera and avoid the suspicion of the target caused by a huge camera.

But when the titanium phone was first manufactured, Luke added a lot of functionality that, once enabled, would allow the user to proactively mobilize the camera for facial recognition.

As a result, 80% of the killers' faces in the bar fall into the grip of a multifaceted system.

The world, that's how it changes.

Luke Murmer waited for Titanium Cell Phone to run Ginny like a sheep for six months, at a time when the multi-faceted system was quietly shaped and initially fulfilled its robust intelligence-gathering function.

It's all like antelope hanging horns, water seamless.

Nobody knows but him.

He likes the feeling of silent farming like an old farmer, waiting for the harvest.

And the first harvest of the multifaceted system was the hit-and-run killer regiment.

With the corner of his mouth up, Luke moves to the next target again.

The plan is that Wade will persist in escaping for an hour near the park.

But in Luke's estimation, it will be moving faster and faster.

If everything is right, this big cleansing operation should be almost at the end of the day in 30 minutes.

……

Somewhere in New York, in a luxurious high-rise apartment, a stately figure is watching TV.

It's not news on TV, it's a chase to kill.

In just a few minutes, this man frowned: "This smiley face is really strong. ”

On the scene, the smiley face has fallen into the madness of the killers.

This time, however, the assassins were no worse, at least to the standard of a professional veteran.

Fighting is intense, but shooting is not very frequent.

Pull the trigger and don't let go, not a single idiot shooting after a smiley face.

Rhythmic triple-firing and single-shot sniping are no less threatening than a shooting rain.

But the smiley face in the image was hit several times, then he climbed and ran into the dark corner. The next time he appeared in the image, he still had flexible footsteps and extremely high speed.

And what's even scarier is that this guy sometimes has two guns, and sometimes a double knife, and the ghost just backfires three overly forward killers.

This rampant move in exchange for a more fierce pursuit by the killers, while the smiley faces still roam wildly in the park.

“This black mouse is no ordinary man.” The man in front of the TV can't help but mumble: “But even if your clothes are bulletproof, how long can they last? Huh.”

With this man's knowledge of the human body, he can still see that every time a smiley face is shot, his condition drops slightly.

Although this is not too much, with the absolute number of killers, the smiley face can kill up to ten people, and the state will drop to dangerous levels.

At that time, it might take less than a few minutes, or even just seconds, for him to be set on fire by a group of killers, completely incapacitated.

Without the ability to move fast, this slippery guy dies instantly.

To think of it, he picked up the red wine beside him and took a leisurely sip, with a low laugh in his mouth: “What good is strength? A man without a brain is worth two million dollars for one life. ”

He knows this smiley face better than anyone else.

Of those five masked men, the only thing that really scares me is this smiley face.

Of the remaining four, the black mask operates essentially only in the Clinton area, targeting only the bottom floor, obviously too young to find the key.

Big Daddy and Super Killer had an affair with D'Amico.

The black cat is just a smiling partner and doesn't intersect much with the other three.

Only this smiley face is a key figure in the "vigilante" series of masks.

And this smiley face is the toughest and most effective guy.

He was targeted, precise, unpredictable, destroyed people and groups in key locations in less than half a month, and was able to connect to big fathers and super femicides.

Wesley's idea, that's right.

Kill this smiley face, these troubles have gone almost 80% these days, so this guy must die! The man felt the taste of red wine in his mouth and a smile appeared on his face.

At this point, the TV was suddenly shaking, and then it was dark.

The man frowned and frowned.

But he wasn't in a hurry, he just looked out the window into the night sky.

Snowflakes fall, plunging Manhattan into a black and white intertwined world.

Two minutes later, his phone rang.

When the man picked up the phone, Wesley's voice came from the handset: "Boss, the man we sent to watch the fight couldn't reach, he should be dead. His surveillance equipment was also damaged, so we couldn't see it either. ”

A moment of silence flashed a cold light in the eyes of the man: "Find a way to inform the mainland hotels that they tell the killers that this is a trap. Smiley faces have associates on the scene and are strong. ”

Wesley: "Okay, I'll call Damico's wife right away. ”

The man shouted, silently for a moment, and suddenly he laughed down: “Interesting. This guy is scarier and more confident than we thought, and I love this kind of opponent. ”