Super Detective in the Fictional World

As a result, a dark red figure went unnoticed.

This guy is like a hyperactivity patient, either with his hands over his head or with his forks and hips, and he yells and squeals: "Shit, shit. Why, that's why. I actually let that Mr. Toilet Spirit escape. God, you must be kidding me...”

Luke: …

The dark red figure grabbed the hair of an unlucky bastard, and the handshake was a big ear scraper on the pia floor: "Say, tell me where Ajax is! Or I'll kill you. ”

Bad bastard's face was fanned 90 degrees apart, and he couldn't help but drool in front of his chest and shut up.

Luke was helpless and stepped forward and said, “If you do this again, he will either continue to coma or die directly. Either way, he can't hear you. ”

The shadow was dark red, and he stopped and scratched his head: "Yeah, I should wake him up first. How do you wake a man in a coma? Let's see, what does that say in The Ninety-Nine Cruellest Penalties in World History? Find a stick to put it up and sit down with your legs forked apart..."

Luke frowned: How come this guy... just disappeared for a few days, more like a psycho?

Shall we beat him up first? This thought drifted through his mind, and he pressed it down again.

He's wearing a customized new suit today, a set of 100,000 American knives! Wearing this outfit to wrinkle this psychopath is not a waste.

But... I still want to kill him!

Boom!

Luke kicked his foot out, still muttering to himself there, how he was going to unload that wretched piece of crap and fly out.

……

Wade thinks he's been in bad luck lately.

He only made five million dollars for the first time in his life and found himself suffering from cancer.

Let go and receive treatment from a medical institution to know that the other party is not treating the disease, but creating psychics to traffick.

When he found a chance to break out of the cage, he was forked into the laboratory by the toilet cleaner, and the fire he started turned him into a baking string.

With the super strong healing obtained through the experiment, he finally changed from a baked skewer to a butterfly fruit shape, but dared not go to see his girl again.

It took him over a month to finally capture Mr. Ajax's whereabouts and let him go at a critical juncture.

Now he just wants to be alone and think slowly about the methods of torture, and there are people kicking his ass from behind.

He finally got angry.

Climbing up from the ground, he turned his head and looked where the attacker was, and said, “How dare you attack me? Do you know who I am?"

And the last word, his voice suddenly dropped from mid air to fine mosquito flies.

On a shady, cold face, a pair of black hole sunglasses appeared in front of him.

Wade seemed to feel those little green bean eyes staring at him behind the sunglasses, and he had to get a little cold behind him.

He accidentally squeezed a smile, although Luke couldn't even see his ugly face: “Hi, Mr. Smith, I haven't seen you in a few days, boss. You're more handsome, especially when it comes to sunglasses. In fact, I think HelloKitty's new sunglasses are more suitable for you this summer...”

Then his words stopped.

Because Luke took off his sunglasses, his mouth rose, and his face had a very natural smile: "Oh, now who are you? ”

Wade: “Dead Waiter! That's my new name. ”

Luke nodded: "Well, Dead Waiter, it's time to go. ”

Wade: “Where to? ”

Luke turned around and looked at the sky to the south: "If you don't go, you're going to be forced to compile and work for some people. ”

Wade: “Work? Impossible. You can't work all your life. ”

Luke: “Where's S.H.I.E.L.D.? As far as I know, they don't drive very well. You work for them for decades and you'll make five million dollars. ”

Wade: “Did you drive? ”

Luke was too lazy to talk, just waved to follow him and turned around and walked away.

Two minutes later, a helicopter flew over the viaduct.

A soldier on the plane in full combat gear looked down and frowned: "Any suspicious targets? ”

One of his men next to him was holding a tablet and he didn't lift his head and said, "Boss, it wasn't long before they did. This neighborhood is so chaotic, it's full of ordinary people running around in shock. ”

The helicopter driver then asked: "Sir Flagg, do you want to continue the circle? ”

Flagg frowned, his eagle falcon eyes sweeping around the viaduct, and a moment later ordered, "Let bird two slow down, search from the south, and report to the target immediately. We'll head north on the highway, tentatively two kilometres. ”

Just as Flagg ordered, some weed on the ground was pointing a camera at him from one of the minidrones.

Luke picked his eyebrows with surprise: "Is that him? ”

He thought it would be Phil this time, after all, there's been a lot going on in New York lately, and some of Phil's childhood idols are here.

When you're a few decades old, you act like a little pussy. If you're okay, go and watch idols.

Luke didn't even look at it.

It turned out to be a little strange that it had been a long time since Flagg showed up.

Thinking about it, he suddenly asked, "Do you know Rick Flagg? ”

A clear, twisted shadow next to him sent Wade a boring voice: "Who is it? The name is a little familiar, let me think. ”

Luke: “Sounds like some kind of senior joint research group, but being a mercenary with a little bit of black work. ”

Wade was quiet for a moment, and suddenly he said, "Remember, this guy was looking for me, trying to hire me for a long time. ”

Luke: “Why don't you go? ”

Wade snorted, “What qualifies him to hire me? I blew his eyes on the spot. ”

Luke: “Honestly. ”

Wade: "... he paid too low and asked for 24 hours of standby, and I was looking at Big Pig Sister Paper in the de-escalation shop, and there was no way I could handle him. ”

Luke: "You beat him up, didn't you? ”

He thinks it's unlikely.

Like Luke Benjon, he owns an official detective job, sort of a reliable mountain man.

Wade was just a mercenary in the grey zone, and it wasn't really hard for a secret agency like Flagg to pinch him.

Wade: “... he dislocated an arm and he left. ”

Luke was stunned: “Did he beat you? Was it some kind of superpower? ”

Just a few times he saw Flagg, I really didn't see anything unusual about this guy.

But there was no hostility on either side, and he never saw it again, and he didn't take it personally.

Wade was depressed: “His men didn't say the rules, and after I hacked him in the eye, I pointed a gun at the pig with my last name on it. I was afraid of the daisies, I had to stop and he took my hand off. ”