Super Detective in the Fictional World

Natasha was reminded by this reminder, and suddenly thought of the words she wanted to ask before: "Do we not stop the Baroness' action in advance?

Luke shook his head: "No. Their big news, after all, they have to go to Paris to do it."

After saying this, the two of them couldn't help but look at the tall tower not far away-for example, this thing is very suitable.

Natasha was a little unsure: "Isn't it really a big deal?"

There are a lot of tourists around the Eiffel Tower, it is easy to die a lot of people if something goes wrong.

Based on her understanding of Batman, she should not ignore the lives of these innocent people in order to catch big fish.

Luke: "Relax, I called the helper."

Natasha was shocked: "Which of your team? Who are there?"

Luke smiled faintly: "No, it's just an old friend who doesn't often meet."

Natasha's curiosity suddenly rose.

But whatever she tried, Luke kept his mouth open.

It wasn't that he had to sell customs, it was purely unnecessary.

This is just a hole card, and you do n’t need to explain it in advance if you do n’t need it.

As for the Cobra raid, Luke and Natasha did not follow.

The secret base in North Africa that was attacked was all soldiers from various European countries, not civilians.

Luke wasn't their father, so he didn't bother to care about these people.

Therefore, now he and Natasha are on the balcony of an apartment near the tower, drinking coffee and snacks and talking by the way.

And where Natasha could not see, Luke was not idle, secretly arranging secret hands.

The hole card is a little bit more and it's always not ready.

Without explaining to Natasha, it was a friendship between the two.

There aren't many foolish people working as agents. This black widow is not a teammate in the system at this moment, just a light green friendly person. Dare you believe it?

For this light green friendship, it was only Batman New York that sent the armor and threw the weapon of peace.

The earliest she was simply light red hostility, which fully shows that the director of the halogen egg has never been kind to Batman, and the absolute upper beam is not correct.

That's why Phil, his uncle, has been a two-star teammate for the past two years.

Luke doesn't like hot faces to stick to the cold dolphin department, and Batman's friendship is not a bargain.

If people guard themselves like this, of course, he will not play any open heart, just frankly telling stories, and maintaining a pure trading relationship with each other.

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On the third day, Paris was still a sunny day, and many tourists appeared in the streets all around eight o'clock in the early morning.

Luke regretted this.

If the weather is a bit harsh, such as heavy winds or heavy rain, the cobra may cause much less damage.

He didn't make beauty today, he and Natasha could only work **** themselves and stare at the cobra a little bit.

At the moment, Luke and Natasha were following the baroness and the Asian man, because the box with the warhead was on the black fierce horse where the baroness was sitting.

Natasha looked at the direction of the Hummer and couldn't help saying: "Wow, you used to say that Mr. Baron was fine, now they are approaching the Baron's laboratory."

Luke: "Is it difficult for bad people to let ordinary people do things for themselves?"

Natasha certainly understands that ordinary people who are pointed at by guns have little choice other than admitting counsel.

She directly asked: "Then watch them rush into the laboratory to kill?"

Luke: "Don't worry, we called for support."

Five minutes later, the black Hummer stopped in front of the De Cobre Institute building in the suburbs. The baroness and Asian man in the car walked in with two men in their hands, carrying the warhead box.

Looking at a lone security at the lobby reception, the Asian man was surprised.

The baroness asked in a low voice: "Am I going or are you going?"

Asian man: "I'm coming."

Walking to the front desk, he smiled a little cold: "Good morning, it's quiet here today."

Security did not answer his question, but stretched his neck and looked at the one woman and two men behind him, and then took out the registration book and placed it on the stage. Then he said impatiently: "Please write the people you want to visit ... … "

Speaking of which, his stomach gurgled.

All four of them were grotesque, and the baroness stepped back subconsciously.

An Bao reached out and pressed his stomach to whisper: "Damn Pierre, shouldn't he deliver spoiled fish!"

The words came out, and his stomach grunted again, and he could only urge Asian men with a sullen expression: "Hurry up and register, I'm going to deal with personal hygiene issues."

The baroness took two steps back.

Asian male tilted his head: "I'm sorry, you have worked hard."

As he turned his wrist, a handful of pain appeared at his fingertips, and he took it out and stuck it at the security throat.

An Bao's eyes widened, covering his neck, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth, and his body fell back into the chair softly.

"In this way, you don't have to bear it." The Asian man said, and the four accelerated their pace to the elevator next to them.

The baroness couldn't help covering her nose with her hand: "Come on, I already smell it, vomit ~"

The four people's faces were a little uncomfortable.

It's not that they have poor endurance. It was actually just two times in the security belly, which made a series of disgusting associations subconsciously.

After the elevator they entered began to descend, the security guard who was "dead" in the chair at the front desk suddenly sat up, the painful expression on his face completely disappeared and became calm and waveless.

He pulled out the pain on his neck with one hand, and took out a can of spray from his trouser pocket with one hand, and sprayed it on his body and the blood on the pain.

At the same time, the wound on his neck tightened automatically and turned into a tiny blood stain at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Playing with the bitter moment, he took away the light red particles after spraying the blood on the ground. He sneered: "Hey, this guy is good, he is decisive."

With that said, he got up and walked to the bathroom.

Natasha outside was a little curious: "How did you do it?"

That security performance should be said to be no ghost.

Moreover, the De Cobre laboratory is an important institution with particle accelerators. The security of the hall starts at least four, and at least two of them have guns.

As a result, Luke kept only one security there.

Even for her, there wouldn't be too much suspicion in encountering this situation, and the state of security diarrhea is really lifelike.

Luke: "I said I found a helper. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Natasha's cat tickled in her heart: "Who?"

Luke smiled and said no more: I won't say it, itch you, an unconscionable female agent.

Half an hour later, an alarm sounded suddenly in the building.

Natasha watched the speeding-up action in the surveillance video and packed up the dead Baroness dead. It was a bit strange: "Is it found? Well, it was your friend?"

The alarm came sooner or later, just after the baron activated all the warheads in the box with the particle accelerator.

It felt so familiar, just like the previous security, she noticed it immediately after watching the whole journey.

Luke: "Let's go and watch it later."

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