Super Detective in the Fictional World

The person in front of him had a flat head, a trapezoidal face and a cold expression. His eyes seemed to flash with cold light, making him feel tight in his heart.

Everything is the same as Ray's memory.

Ray exhaled: "How have you been these past two years? ”

Frank stepped in and slowly walked into the living room: "Not so good. ”

Ray seemed surprised: "What's wrong? ”

Frank: "Maria is dead, Lisa and little Frank are dead, right in front of me. ”

Thunder's back held his gun tight and his face was more stunned: “What's going on? Come on, sit down and talk slowly. ”

Frank: “No, I just wanted to ask you a question. Do you know Blacksmith?" ”

Thunder frowned for a moment and shook his head: “Never heard of him, what he does, where he moves, so I can find him. ”

Frank is silent.

Ray looked at him and the gun behind him moved slowly: "Frank, what's the problem? Speak up, I'll do my best to help you, look at old comrades... hmm? ”

A low gas jet sounded.

Thunder lifted his left hand in amazement, covering his neck, and couldn't help turning back.

Turning to the little half, he flipped his eyes and fell all soft on the couch.

Luke, still dressed in a grey black hooded sweatshirt, appeared behind him and retracted the syringe slowly: "Save some time. He's been carrying a gun behind his back, not like he saw an old comrade. ”

Frank: “I shot you the first time you showed up. People like us don't trust anybody, and holding a gun doesn't mean anything. ”

Luke, the corner of the mouth in the mask goes up: if you don't trust me, will that follow? If you trust him, will you agree to my offer?

It seems that this attribute of arrogance is not unique to a certain minor, except that his “Uncle Punisher” behaved slightly differently.

Someone spits in his heart and says, "His wife and children are asleep. Let's just get started. ”

He took out two syringes again and came up on each side of Ray's neck: “In three minutes, he'll wake up, whatever you want to ask. Well, if he's a blacksmith, ask him where the goods are hidden.” When you're done, go out.

Frank didn't even notice, just walked up to Ray, searched his body, turned off the pistol safety, and threw it aside.

Then he sat next to Ray and waited quietly.

The room was silent and Ray's eyelids trembled two minutes later, slowly opening his eyes, his eyes stalled, and he did not focus on the air in front of him.

Frank's breathing heavily quickened, his mind turned, and he finally asked the question: “Maria, did you kill them? ”

……

This way, Luke walked out of the house and headed straight for a cabin more than ten meters away.

After just letting Ray's wife and son fall asleep, he has roughly searched the house, with no obvious anomalies, but the reservoir, more than ten meters from the main house, is filled with gunpowder oil and other smells.

Opening the door, he ignored the tools inside, walked straight to a wall, reached behind a heavy cutting machine and grabbed a moment, pressing a concealed button with his finger.

In a slight noise, the ground slowly opened a downward iron staircase, but it was a basement.

As he stepped down, the indoor lights automatically lit up, and he looked around, but went into a sea of weapons.

There are no fewer than fifty pistol shotguns of all kinds and several machine guns, ranging from lightweight M249 class machine guns to heavy six-tube M134, followed by grenade launchers, RPGs, iron pineapple, smoke bombs, rocket bombs, and other battlefield soldier equipment in sufficient quantities for two standard infantry classes.

Luke just swept past these things and quickly dropped his gaze on a laptop.

Insert it into a USB disk, start the notebook, and he pulls out the fake phone and operates it.

A few minutes later, he glanced at the folders opened on the phony phone and laughed: “Got it. ”

Turn off the laptop, put it in storage, and he looked around.

In his thoughts, he also included consumables such as grenade launchers, RPGs, iron pineapples, smoke bombs and shock bombs in his storage space.

The rest of the firearms and ammunition are still in place. He has a lot of them. It's not hard to get them. There's no need to take them.

After all this, he went out and restored the basement as it was.

When he returned to the living room of the main house, Frank stood silently in front of the couch.

On the couch, Ray lay up straight there with an extra hole in his head.

Luke held his forehead in his hand: Your hand is fast, I'm going to kill it! Fortunately, I found the information on my side, otherwise I couldn't find the blacksmith's shipment.

He doesn't bother Frank either, so revenge has to be quiet.

He just leaned at the table, took out his fake phone and looked at the interrogation video on Frank's side.

Fortunately, he has always prepared himself with two hands and kept as much information as possible.

This Ray who died on the couch, his full name is Ray-Skonov.

He was a Marine Corps colonel and a former superior to Frank and Robert.

At the same time, Ray has another identity - a dirty expert who carries out clandestine missions globally for several agencies.

Once a team member dies on a covert mission, their status is mercenary and has nothing to do with the United States military.

Ray therefore has a number of privileges in the United States military, such as movement of him and his team and the recording of transportation, mostly in the hands of a few.

Many of the things they bring out or into the United States are fairly sensitive and will basically not be recorded by the military.

With this convenience channel, Ray comes into prolonged contact with those pubic, private lives, and the bottom line of his heart disappears quickly.

“Blacksmiths” are one of the many nicknames that watched the people on their heads make a fortune from their own killings, and Ray started his own third industry - smuggling and trafficking illicit drugs.

His business, the big men directing him, even if they don't have real hammers, knows about it.

But no one said anything.

A black-hearted man who likes to make money works better than a loyal patriot warrior.

One day there's a problem with Thunder, cleaning it up is, taking away the money he earned.

But Ray's ability is good. Instead of dying for more than a decade, he climbed from the Major's position to the Colonel, and the bigger the business.

After pulling several big men as umbrellas, he was unlikely to be silenced and his life was comfortable.

It wasn't until Frank was ready to retire two years ago that the lightning was in trouble.

Frank has strong feelings of resistance to trafficking in contraband drugs, especially when it comes to killing traffickers.

Ray didn't let Frank get involved in his own private business.

But when Frank retired, Ray could no longer control his foreign exchange, and someone was trying to get information from Frank to take him down.

Frank doesn't know about “private business" and is likely to leak sensitive information.

How dare a dirty ray on the bottom make people look at themselves?

Then pull out the radish and bring out the mud.

There is a good chance that they will fake it and kill him for smuggling illegal drugs.

A lot of people only raise their glasses to celebrate, and one less person knows they're in trouble.