Super Detective in the Fictional World

After all, however, it is a secret base and a very professional militarization base.

He didn't have any accidents, so he's not likely to take them all down.

As long as there is a critical situation in the security regulations of the base, there is a high probability that the base will self-destruct.

Security measures should also include more than one monitoring room. Regular reporting on security is the minimum rule, and it should not be possible to deceive the guards inside.

Luke had to scratch his head: too few trustworthy teammates.

In this case, numbers are the best solution.

If he has more than five strong teammates, he has 80% certainty that he will take down the base intact.

If you have 10 teammates, 90% sure is the minimum.

But the premise is that these teammates need to be reliable, not only in fighting power, but also in character.

Otherwise, if you retreat or hesitate for a moment, you have the possibility of losing all.

So, teammates can't just look for this stuff, they can kill God and his old people.

The day was finally completely hacked when the modification was made.

Luke touched the identified entrance.

It is a dam at the exit of Lake Alcali, a small road near the shore that leads to a large iron gate at the end of the dam.

No one came in or out of the area for the previous hour, but from the analysis of the situation on and around the road, there were frequent vehicles coming in and out of the main railway gate.

As long as it is done, it will eventually leave a mark.

A base cannot be completely hidden, at least not without everyday food and supplies.

For example, the toilet paper thing, Luke doesn't believe the people here can use it unless the guards are all Indians... well, pure.

The large railway gate has been cleared within 100 meters of the square, without any shelter, Luke does not intend to venture, but can only observe 100 meters away.

Multiple surveillance around the iron gate, as well as the smell of vehicles, materials and people, proved his speculation once again.

Luke wasn't in a hurry.

As he experienced more and more things, his mind became more and more stable.

There was always a sense of urgency when I used to brush my share, and now I want to come, it's actually not right to be impatient.

Experience points were there, and he did not want to make more money in a hurry, but could kill innocent people, and he did not like the result.

There are no lights at the iron gate, only a dot of red light on the surveillance proves that the entrance is closely monitored.

The terrain of the dam also does not allow for more imports and exports.

Apart from this door, there's only one small door on the other.

But Luke wasn't going to choose that way.

There must be more surveillance equipment in that little door that's hard to hide, or there's more room for this main import and export.

All of a sudden, Luke was in a coma, quietly and then retreated.

Suddenly a message came from a drone at high altitude, and a car approached the dam.

This big night, driving into the wilderness of Canada, definitely not for a ride.

Two black SUVs are guarding a trunk truck, and it doesn't look like they're here to deliver supplies.

The invisible Luke moves from the side of the road to the bottom of the big truck, attaches his hands and feet to the chassis, and moves a few steps to a suitable position under the head.

A thin line penetrated through the armor palm, drilled into the gap under the header, quickly found the data cable and quickly entered a series of codes.

Luke then jumps out of the side of the truck and lands lightly on the grass on the side of the road.

From the bottom of the truck to the bottom, it took him less than twenty seconds.

The truck remained steady until it entered the 100 metre radius of the main railway gate, and Luke initiated a small procedure that had just been implanted into the vehicle's driving system.

Suddenly, the truck didn't turn or brake at a small downhill bend and ran straight off the highway into the wasteland by the road.

A few seconds later, the truck finally stopped in a slightly recessed mud pit.

The two SUVs reacted at a slow pace, braking almost immediately, with eight people coming down front and back, all fully equipped with Luke's familiar black combat suit.

In fact, Luke's headphones have heard each other's warnings + call for help.

He remained inactive, returned to the woods and watched all of this silently.

Eight combatants escorted the big truck, one person and the truck driver muttered for several minutes, and finally helplessly chose to call for help: "Eagle's Nest, the courier is malfunctioning and cannot start. Please send another vehicle to transfer the package. ”

Five minutes after this communication, a large truck, similar to the one in the mud pit, drove out of the gate and drove over.

With one, there were more than a dozen fighters.

They joined the eight previous combatants before opening the back door of the truck in the mud pit and removing a fixed bracket from it.

Each bracket has a psychic with limbs, head and neck, chest and abdomen tied, and is unconscious without exception.

Less than ten minutes later, six people on the big truck were transferred to the new big truck.

Close the back door of the truck, the guard on the front of the truck compares to the driver, letting him drive into the base quickly, and the others remain on high alert around.

At this moment, in a bungalow in Washington, a white man in a casual jacket, in his 40s, walked around the living room with his cell phone in his hand and frowned, “Are you sure it was just a car failure? ”

On the screen, a woman in black leather pants opened her mouth and said, "Yes, and this Mercedes-Benz car was in the same condition at the end of last year. ”

The middle-aged man was stunned: "Is this happening? Why didn't I know? ”

Leather coat woman: "Because the car was a problem in the base garage, Mercedes-Benz customer service afterwards explained that it was just a vehicle intelligent suspension control system that needed to be updated. ”

Middle-aged man: “And then what? ”

Women in leather: “The Logistics Service sent trucks to update this procedure. ”

The middle-aged man waited for a few seconds: "No? ”

Women in leather: “They said there was no oil spill, and they sent two more cars after maintenance. ”

Middle-aged men look ugly: “Damn capitalists, there's something wrong with cars that are so expensive, they should be sent in as experimental material. ”

That being said, he was clear in his heart.

He really messed with each other, most likely he was sent to the operating table as an experimental material.

This is the power of money combined with power, and all of his power comes from the great figures who possess both.

The boss can give him power, and of course he can take it back.

Although the boss behind him is not a Mercedes-Benz, in exchange of interest, cleaning him up is a big deal at best.

That makes him even more depressed.

And not long ago, he got a call from the guy above, indicating that there was a “colleague” in group B. He was doing well. Middle-aged men know the sub lines.

I am somewhat dissatisfied with the results achieved in the face of the resources he has expended.

If the group B guy hadn't been slightly biased in his research direction and didn't meet the needs of the big characters to transform himself, the group A project would have had nothing to do with itself.