I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

"John Wick!"

"Mr Smith!"

"Originally, they were all old employees with outstanding performance and hard work in the company. Why did they suddenly resign at the same time?"

Although the sound from the virtual image of No. 3 is still a dull electronic sound, it can still be heard that the speaker is somewhat puzzled and angry.

No. 5 seemed to pointly said: "According to my information, they have been closer to Sharon recently. Smith has assassinated Sharon several times, but for unknown reasons, they have not succeeded. And John Wick is even more outrageous. , And even went to the door to make a suit for him."

No. 6 sighed: "The sharpened knife is too sharp, it is easy to use, but if you don't pay attention, you may accidentally hurt yourself."

The electronic tone No. 7 is a little grumpy: "Do you mean to blame me for this?"

No. 4 said coldly: "Yes, it was your plan to keep that agent alive until now, otherwise he should have been cleaned up a long time ago."

"Damn it, when we used him to successfully break into New York, you idiots weren't the same as you are now." No.7 said angrily, "Now it's just a small accident, you are like this. No wonder you can’t make it to the stage for so many years, just because you are so stupid!"

"Enough!" No.1, who has not spoken, said Senran, "Look at what you are now, how is it different from the poor ghosts fighting on the streets in the slums?"

As soon as No. 1 spoke, the others stopped talking.

"Isn't it just the resignation of two old employees? What's the big deal? Just follow the rules and procedures to go through the resignation procedures."

No. 1 paused, and continued: “But the Christmas plan does need to be modified a little bit. Throw away the knife when you run out, so as not to get your hands. You are in charge of this matter, No. 7!”

No. 7 was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Then I need the full cooperation of others."

No.1 laughed: "Don't worry, we are a collective. Only by working together can we be invincible."

"Everyone, please remember that we want to create a history, we want to make a rule, we want to become the king of the underground world!"

No. 1 is like a mustache possessing his body, raising his fists high and waving in the air.

***

A small town on the border of Pennsylvania and New York, in an unremarkable bungalow. The curtains closed tightly, making the room very dim. The deafening heavy metal music turned the volume up to the point where it was already considered noise.

The door opened silently, accompanied by flashlight lights, a team of heavily armed special police officers, armed with long and short guns, slowly searched the room.

After passing through the living room and bedroom, the special police soon found out.

In a small restaurant, a blonde woman was tied tightly to the chair in front of the dining table. She was almost naked with blood and scars, her head drooping and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

The leading special police made a gesture and stepped forward carefully, and just touched the woman. As a result, the woman woke up abruptly, looked up and saw that the person was a special police officer, and couldn't help whimpering with excitement.

Her mouth was stuffed with towels.

"Headquarters, found one victim, repeat, found one victim!"

The special policeman whispered, and while untying the woman, he whispered: "Madam, you are safe now. Tell me, where did the person who hurt you go?"

After the towel was removed, the woman couldn't wait to shout: "Behind, he went to the back garden!"

The special police picked up the woman and escorted her back out of the house. The special police captain shouted to the team members in the back garden: "07, 08, the suspect may flee toward you, be careful... hear the answer, hear the answer!"

There was no response from the headset.

The captain's face changed, and he motioned for the two team members to follow him to search the back garden, and the other team members escorted the victim away.

Soon in the corridor leading to the back garden, the bodies of two special police officers lay. After a quick check, they found that each of them had a knife in their throat, which was no longer good.

At this time, a black shadow flashed at the corner of the corridor ahead, and another SWAT team screamed and hurriedly chased after him.

"Stop, or you will shoot!"

The flashlight from the submachine gun shone on the man's back, and it could be seen that it was a man in a leather jacket. Holding a sharp knife in his hand, he had stepped on the window at the end of the corridor and was about to jump out.

The captain of the special police has quick eyes and hands. He shot a shot on the wall next to the man and said sharply: "Don't move, raise your hand!"

Hearing the gunshots, the man really didn't dare to move, and obediently raised his hand holding the knife.

"Turn around!"

The man turned around obediently, and the light shone on the opponent's face, revealing a handsome but slightly sly face.

If Sharon could recognize him at a glance again, it turned out to be Dean Winchester.

"Throw away the knife and squat down with both heads held!"

The SWAT captain pointed a gun at Dean, and the other two team members swarmed up and held down the man who was obediently squatting on the ground. But when he thought it was foolproof, the pistol that one of the special police officers stuck in his thigh fell into Dean's hands for some reason.

"Boom boom..."

There was a clear gunshot in the corridor immediately...

One hour later.

While Xie Lun was enjoying the massage of Tina, Mona, and Elena, an unfamiliar phone called on his external mobile phone.

There is no need for Xie Lun to do it, Elena took the phone very intimately and put it next to Xie Lun's ear: "Hey, this is Xie Lun, who?

"Inspector Thanks, this is Sam, Sam Winchester."

Sam's anxious voice came on the other end of the phone.

Xie Lun said lazily while eating the grapes that Mona had peeled by herself: "Little Sami, it's so rare, why are you calling me suddenly?"

"Something went wrong, Agent Xie, someone pretended to be Dean to kill. We are wanted by the police..."

Before Sam finished speaking, other people's screams came next to him: "Put down the phone, Sam Winchester, put down the phone immediately!"

There was a rush of footsteps, wind, and other rubbing sounds from the phone, and it was obvious that the phone was being diverted quickly.

Xie Lun didn't hang up, just waited quietly.

After a long time, a majestic man's voice sounded: "Who are you?"

Xie Lun asked, "Who are you?"

The man snorted, "I'm Captain of the Pennsylvania State Police, Captain Brest. How about you?"

"I am the Special Agent of NIA, the leader of the sixth serious crime team, Xie Lun, number XXXXX!"

Hearing Xie Lun's words, there was a clear air-conditioning sound from the other end of the phone. After a while, the other party's voice improved greatly: "Sir, I didn't expect the suspect to talk to you. Does he want to surrender?"

"Suspect?"

"Yes, Sam Winchester's own brother, Dean Winchester, committed crazy murders in Pennsylvania in recent days and has killed eleven people, five of whom are police officers, sir! "

At the end, the Captain Brest was obviously agitated.

Sharon frowned, sat up and said seriously: "Kill? Where is Dean Winchester? Did you catch him?"

Brest gritted his teeth and said: "Not yet, but since his brother has been arrested, I want to know Dean's whereabouts soon."

He paused, seemingly worried that Sharon would intervene in the case, and hurriedly added: "The case is currently under the responsibility of our Pennsylvania State Police. You don't have to worry about it, sir?"

"These two are my informants. According to the regulations, our NIA has jurisdiction over this case." Xie Lun said coldly. "So Captain Brest, I'm optimistic about Sam Winchester. Arrived to the scene within two hours."

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