Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke, that's the mastermind.

He knew that Amanda Walker was afraid to come forward to protect those lines of sight, because what she had allowed the members of those groups to do was simply out of sight.

Of all the evidence he gave, the gang boss could not escape without a doubt.

Secondly, most of the charges fell on members of the Amanda-controlled gang.

These people are basically gang backbones.

They rely on some of Amanda's little support, kill some of their competitors, make a fortune, sit in some of the gang's key positions, and work for Amanda more easily.

These people are not official, they don't even know what Amanda looks like or who she is.

Based on evidence offered by Luke, all more than a dozen individuals were guilty of multiple felonies.

He's going to use the NYPD and the NYPD and the NYPD to nail them to death without having to do it himself.

Amanda Walker doesn't want to make a big deal out of it, let alone attract too much attention.

She's not willing to be targeted by these nominal colleagues.

Besides, the price she pays to get these people out can make her collapse and expose her existence.

So all she could do was watch these good claw teeth go to jail and turn into useless waste.

Luke, this is telling Amanda Walker: I love watching you bite your teeth off, but I can only squat back in the corner.

The Department of Defense was a bullpen, the Senior Joint Research Group was a bullpen, and the bullpen looked easy when Flagg first pulled Detective Luke into the club.

Flagg has the bottom gases, because the bottom gases of the Senior Joint Research Group are really good.

If only one or two people were caught this time, Amanda probably wouldn't even have to show up, find someone to hint at the NYPD senior and people would be released.

But hundreds of repeat offenders, tens of millions of stolen money, plenty of follow-ups, will turn NYPD and New York D.A. into bad wolves that bite their prey, never letting go.

What ministry of defense, what secret agency to play with! Take out the official documents if you can.

Even if official documents do come in, the NYPD will try to stall the ripping.

The credit and the money are there. How can you give it to the Ministry of Defence? Since when does the Ministry of Defense hire gang members?

If you want to take it, you have to pay for it.

But no one is willing to pay for the hundreds of repeat offenders at once.

This is only the first stage.

Tomorrow, there are 20 more groups that have some cooperation with Amanda.

These groups are also partly associated with these 11 groups, and some of Amanda's tasks are to be accomplished in collaboration with them.

Ventilation? Oh, Luke's got eyes on these gangs.

The more Amanda does, the more she exposes herself.

Even if she does not notify herself with caution, those who help her notify cannot escape.

This is the power of masculinity.

The opponent can only choose the size of the loss and has no right to choose whether or not to lose it.

Of course, it's not because of how smart Luke is, but because Amanda can't see light.

Instead, it would be more effective to denounce tax evasion by an official of the Ministry of Defence.

……

In an underground base, Flagg, who was already on the other side and had difficulty sleeping, was woken up and answered.

He picked up the confidential microphone, said a few words, and Amanda hung up on the other side of the phone.

Amanda asked him to identify the team immediately, especially those who had previously carried out arrests in New York, and to ensure that they had not been identified in those missions.

There was a hunch in Flagg's heart that Amanda didn't answer when she asked.

But obviously, you don't have to worry too much, because the other deputy captain called just as the teammates were assembling for an inventory.

The deputy captain and he have a good relationship. He's here to exchange information.

Flagg can't get round to it right now, or was he questioned yesterday by Batman about something?

So he asked this friend, "Is it about Batman? ”

“Hmm?” The deputy captain was reminded by this reminder of something: “Wait, before I went back to the base, a friend from New York called me and said that Batman had taken his pills, like a black cat girl, and hurt hundreds of people in several New York groups...”

Speaking of which, he stayed.

As the largest population in the United States, New York is a super metropolis with people from all over the world who have led teams there on missions.

More often than not, you need the help of a groundsnake occasionally.

In the past, they did not look deeply into the fact that, after all, in such clandestine institutions, people who were overcurious to find their way to the bottom died absolutely quickly.

But now Amanda's orders, Batman's actions all seem to point to a possibility —— that Batman is looking for trouble in the research group.

Flagg did not ask again, and the answer to this question does not need to be 100% certain.

Do you need to give Frag a reason to work for Batman? Obviously not.

“Find out, it's best to pray that your men didn't do anything privately through the New York gang, otherwise..." Frag didn't finish the conversation because he wasn't sure what would happen.

But it should be the beginning of limb mutilation, the highest paraplegia, so don't be a complete person for the rest of your life anyway.

Flagg exchanges information privately, but Amanda is busy.

Forty years old, she was wearing a small, hard-looking, medium-sized work suit for a woman with typically small curly hair of African descent.

She is now civilian, but after years of front-line combat, she still maintains a certain level of exercise and is fairly strong, but not obese.

She had a phone in front of her, and not far away was a thin young man operating a virtual screen.

Hanging up again, she asked casually: "Make sure those guys didn't leave anything on the Internet? ”

Slimming young people kept their eyes closed and had a strange helmet on their heads, and the images and data on the virtual screen flashed and switched quickly.

A moment later, the image on the virtual screen stopped, and he took a breath of relief and opened his eyes: "Okay, I retrieved it, no omissions. ”

Looking at Amanda's heavy face, he said, "But if those guys have copied some videos privately and not uploaded to the Internet, there's nothing I can do. You know, I'm only responsible for things on the Internet, and it's impossible to clean things out of people's memory in an empty space. ”

Amanda nodded, she knew that very well.

But the gang bosses are all stupid pigs, and she doesn't think they have that kind of brain.

In fact, very little information is found on the Internet by skinny young people, and the concept of network backup is largely absent from those gang bosses.

Skinny youth no longer speak.

That's not all he's worried about.

The last bombing was the end of his trail, and two people have been tracking him online.

Probably Batman and Iron Man.