Super Detective in the Fictional World

Among the three women, Sheila's star looks are of first-rate character.

Taylor is the cover girl of Sports Illustrated.

Even the most ordinary assistant, Mai Na, is in the middle and upper class among ordinary women.

At this moment, the three women are barefoot.

This situation does not look like a gangster, except that the towels biting in their mouths are a bit weird.

Luke shrugged: "Know each other. Sheila's well-known singer, Taylor's well-known sports model, and Mina's well-known makeup artist. My name is Luke, and I'm a luggage-carrying staff member. Sheila and Taylor were invited to the ship for Captain Adams performed at his birthday celebration and was locked up in the room. He heard gunshots just now. We tried to open the door and escaped. "

Everyone: ... co-authored, are you alone?

However, the appearance of three women made it difficult for Chef Rebecca and the young second-class soldier Nash to doubt Luke.

Bring three women to the gangsters on the warship, they have never seen such a genius.

Of course, the young man who took three women to escape on the warship, they have never seen it.

Ray Baker nodded silently.

Luke lowered the pan in his hand, which also contained a German sausage.

As he lowered the saucepan, he smelled the aroma of a pot of soup on the kitchen counter next to him and praised him: "Chef Lebek has a very good workmanship. The soup is very fragrant."

Rebecca and the young soldier looked strange.

For a moment of silence, Rebecke said, "Thank you for your praise, but this soup was spit by Clear, so ..."

Everyone: ...

Luke, who was disgusted by Claire, no longer talked awkwardly, and communicated with Chef Rebecca for a moment and exchanged some basic information with each other.

No need for nonsense, they can be sure that each other is not an ordinary person.

Luke's appearance was mild, but the pan gangsters knocked neatly.

Rebecke took off the chef's white coat, his slender figure, and his shapely but bloated muscles impressed all three women.

When the two touched out the equipment of the two unconscious gangsters, they looked at each other when they wore them, and made no secret of it.

Other things are easy to confuse, but the movements of touching the gun and wearing the equipment are difficult to conceal. Both people know that the other party is definitely professional.

By the time everything is done, it's only five minutes.

A gangster's walkie-talkie rang: "Case, Zach, did you get rid of that cook? There are no people on the deck, and things will come up when it's over."

Luke and Ray Baker stared at each other again.

"What are you going to do?" Rebecke asked, glancing at the three women over there, the meaning was obvious.

Luke: "Is there a safe place to keep them?"

When he met Rebek, a less serious chef, he didn't think he needed to run away with three women.

Kill all the gangsters, they are naturally safe.

Rebecca: "I'm going to the captain. They want to control the warship. They have to control the captain. I can't act with you. Second-ranking soldier Nash, you take them to the material warehouse. The place is relatively large and the things are relatively Many, easy to hide. "

He quickly told the young soldier Nash where the supplies were, and nodded to Luke and turned away.

Watching Rebek's tall back go, Luke hesitated in his heart: there was another shield.

The two gangsters on the street were very good people. The equipment and firearms were separated by Luke and Rebecke, and two pairs of boots on their feet also contributed.

Sheila singer first put on a pair, and assistant Mina got another pair.

Facing the confused Taylor paper, Luke could only smile and said, "Sorry, can you overcome it with a towel for a while?"

Tyler nodded blankly, watching as he took two large towels from the kitchen, pulled her feet, and wrapped them.

The second-ranking soldier Nash looked intently on the side, and whispered in his heart: How could he be so bright and straight? Hurry up and try it yourself later.

Soon, under Nash's leadership, the group went down to the material store.

Luke told Nash to take care of the three ladies and don't let them go wrong.

Then he whispered a few more words to Sheila and slipped out alone.

Putting on an intimate alloy body armor in a quiet place, Luke set off again.

Around, he slipped to an entrance to the deck, where a gunman was guarding him.

Luke looked out a little mirror across the door, quickly glanced at the lower sides, determined that the gangsters were not paying attention here, and suddenly a rope dart was added in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the rope dart flew out and wrapped around the gangster's neck.

He snapped back, before the gangster understood what was happening, the whole man was pulled to the door.

Luke's free hand reached out, just grabbing his gun-holding arm and twisting it with a click.

The gangster wanted to scream, but his neck was strangled by rope darts. He could only make a voice of He Ho, and was dragged into the door.

Moments later, Luke came out wearing the gangster's black combat suit.

He made a gesture similar to that of the gangster just now, and walked back and forth a few steps ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and looked around.

Then Luke touched the side of the ship on the left, slightly nodded, and looked to the sea behind him.

I saw a swarthy ship moored there.

Luke squinted: This is ... a submarine?

These guys were really prepared. The thirty or so people on the helicopter were just the vanguard.

At this moment, the battleship was busy, people were boiling, and sparks were splashing.

He quickly counted the active gangsters, but he saw more than fifty people.

The number is not the point, and Luke was not afraid of such a large number of bandits who were not in positional warfare.

The point is that after this group of gangsters held the Montana battleship, so many people were busy on the deck, actually ... dismantling the missile.

Luke quickly recalled Montana's weapon configuration.

This modernized Grandpa-class battleship is equipped with several rather advanced missiles in addition to the terrible triplex nine 406 mm main guns.

However, these gangsters can really move and hold the warship's weapons, perhaps there is only one type-Tomahawk cruise missiles.

According to some rumors, some of the Tomahawk missiles on the Montana may be equipped with nuclear warheads.

Thinking of this, Luke knew he was running out of time.

This group of gangsters dared to attack these suspected nuclear weapon missiles. The US government is absolutely going crazy, it depends on when the news leaks.

At that time, I was afraid that some special troops would be sent to clean up the situation.

SHIELD is unlikely. This is after all a matter for the US military.

But how many secret troops the U.S. military has in mind, thinking about the famous General Ross and the colonel named Stryker or Trekker, Luke can guess one or two.

The thoughts turned in his mind, and he had quietly slipped back into the battleship.