Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke touched it in the backpack behind him, took out a bag of black things again, and threw it on the leg of the little man in the sports car: "Don't talk too much about selling cars, otherwise you understand."

The little man poked his lips: "Do you still use it?"

Luke grinned, climbed into the driver's seat of the Hummer, closed the door, and waved at Vanessa: "Thank you, I'll talk to you next time I buy a car."

The little man couldn't help but interject: "Hey, can't you find me directly? I have many cars there ..."

Vanessa cast a look of contempt, but said nothing.

This little man is the boss of a black market car dealer, which is not bragging at all.

Luke shook his head with regret: "Sorry, I don't like men, so I don't want you to earn my referral fee." As he stepped on the accelerator at his feet, Hummer thundered out.

The little man suddenly looked at the back of Hummer and made two tall international gestures: "Labour and capital do not like men!"

After scolding, he turned to look at Vanessa, and sighed helplessly: "Well, instead of me, I also like to do business with you."

"Leave my share and get out of here," Vanessa said coldly.

The little man pinched his lips, quickly checked the banknotes in the black plastic bag in the car, wrapped the two stacks with newspaper, and threw it to her: "Yes. Next time the prodigal comes to buy a car, he must also introduce it to Me. You see, I'm very credible, say 10% ... "

Vanessa took the pack of banknotes and turned away, too lazy to take care of him.

The little man dumbfounded for a moment, then said, "Is it rich to be great? Is it great to be rich? I am so special ... well, it is amazing to be rich."

...

In the dark, Luke drove on the road.

Halfway along, he found a gas station, filled the car with gas, and by the way, bought water, food, and juice in a small supermarket nearby.

Ten minutes later, I drove back on the road, took the cross-sea bridge, and drove towards Nitroy.

As he drove, he recalled Pedro's information.

I have to say, this little boss of Pedro is still very cunning.

The few places he explained were not the places where Cristo was, but the big dens of Hernan Reyes.

If Luke had no brain to kill him, he would be swept away by dozens or hundreds of guns.

Unfortunately, Luke questioned Pedro's two bodyguards separately.

The two followed Pedro every day, and they also learned a lot.

The confessions of the three men were compared. Pedro's plan to lead Luke to Hernand to die was lost.

Of course, Pedro, who was already cold, wouldn't know that, even if he didn't do that, Luke would sooner or later find Hernan trouble.

In Luke's eyes, the big man is an experience package wandering around the Rio map.

The big brother, Cristo, went abroad a few days ago, specifically in the United States or in a certain South American country. The two bodyguards are not clear.

The whereabouts of Lisa Feng was found.

The person who captured this Lisa Feng happened to be Pedro and the two bodyguards.

They sent the DEA (Detective Agency) female detective to the Itaoka Mountains northeast of Nitroi.

The two bodyguards at the specific location didn't understand, they didn't go to that mountain stronghold a lot, and didn't even notice how far.

It is mountainous again, and there are no buildings or streets around it that can be used as landmarks.

Luke didn't care.

When you get to the mountain, raise the drone again and find out where people gather. Then it's not difficult to find this hidden mountain stronghold.

It is only uncertain how much time he will need to complete this search.

Hope not too long, he is still waiting to return to Rio to harvest the experience package of Hernan Reyes.

In the middle of the night, Luke crossed the bridge across the sea and drove all the way to the northeast along the highway along the sea.

At midnight, he drove the car to the side of the road and lay down and slept for two hours.

This modified Hummer has this advantage, and the externally installed steel plate is enough to withstand ordinary rifle bullets.

Lying there, at least Luke didn't have to worry about a sudden burst of bullets coming out.

At four o'clock in the morning, after a good night's sleep, he got up, stretched himself comfortably, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Sitting on the grass outside the car and having breakfast, he patted his stomach contentedly and set off on the car.

The drone lifted off again and proceeded at a constant speed not far ahead of the vehicle.

Last night Luke searched all the way here and found no place that matched the stronghold in the mountain.

It was a busy day yesterday, and he also needed to take a proper rest and adjust his state.

At this moment, he is full of energy and has a full stomach and is just starting work.

The drone found some traces, but it turned out that some rich mountain villas came with two oolong reminders.

An hour later, a third reminder came, and Luke felt that he had found the right place when he looked at the place.

A small river, a wooden house bungalow surrounded by barbed wire, and a sentry tower and a gun guard, are basically the same as those described by the two bodyguards.

It doesn't look like a place for the rich to take a vacation here, it looks more like a prison cell.

Luke stopped the Hummer in the woods by the side of the road to hide, took out the tablet and started to operate the drone for investigation.

There are five guards who can be seen in this mountain stronghold, which is just the number of people who stay up all night.

According to normal rules, the total number of guards here will not be less than fifteen, otherwise the patrol schedule will not be able to line up.

Brazil also has no shortage of people who take their lives, so the number of guards has to be overestimated, twenty to twenty-five.

In the circle of the drone, another picture was suddenly returned.

Luke looked around and found that it was another camp two kilometers away.

Compared to the base here, the camp is more like a military barracks. There are more patrols in the camp, and there are places similar to the barracks. The conservative estimate is that there are more than 100 people, and that camp is directly connected to the small base here.

Luke rubbed his chin: Look, how does it look like Cristo's private barracks?

Suddenly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ drone issued a warning.

He froze, quickly landed the drone, adjusted his camera and looked at the sky.

A moment later, a small drone resembling an aeroplane aircraft passed through the air.

Luke scratched his head: Co-authored, wasn't he alone doing reconnaissance around him?

He thought about it, took another drone out of the storage space, and lifted it up.

This time, the drone didn't move closer to the small stronghold, but floated high above his roof to search around the small stronghold.

It didn't take long before he noticed the anomaly.

A hundred meters away from the stronghold, there was still a group of six people quietly lurking in a dark forest.

The special combat equipment on them has an obvious American style, and the binocular night vision is also conspicuous.

What is American style? In a word, expensive!