Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke looked weird: "Bare ...? Really?"

Vanessa looked a little flushed: "What do you say?"

Luke nodded thoughtfully: "Now, this thing is flattened out?"

Vanessa pinched his neck and murmured in his ear: "Isn't that enough money?"

Luke chuckled: "Let's find a more comfortable place and discuss slowly, how to repay the principal and interest?"

Vanessa didn't whisper any more, but bit her earlobe gently with her teeth, apparently she was interested in how he was going to repay the principal and interest.

At the moment's cross-sea bridge, Fleger looked at the two corpses on the car and opened his mouth and ordered: "Let's go, send these two rags back, and maybe use them as experimental materials."

One of the detectives beside him looked at the sea next to him and asked, "What about that safe?"

As Flegg walked, he said, "Do you still want to take it out in front of the Rio police?"

Agents think about it too.

But listening to Frege whispered, "Find someone skilled in the underwater business and sneak it away at night."

The detective smiled.

If there were so much money in that safe, this time the bonus would be at least 100,000.

He asked quickly: "Boss, the one who killed the two hedgehogs, we don't care?"

Frege got in the car: "Let the CIA here pay attention."

The agent nodded, took the driver's seat, and drove away.

For those who killed the Hedgehog Brothers, they kept the most attention and didn't care too much.

After all, in terms of intelligence, that black man just showed extraordinary precision marksmanship, strong rope skills, and very good car skills.

These belong to the normal category.

Frege himself could easily kill or catch such a foolish superhuman like the Hedgehog Brothers.

The transcendent who has power and no mind and skill is simply not to be feared.

Why do most of these extraordinary humans disappear? Not that they all have a peaceful heart, but that they have no courage.

Most extraordinary people alone cannot withstand a small team of well-trained elite soldiers.

Like Frege and the dozens of agents under his command, if prepared, they can fight against the vast majority of extraordinary humans.

As long as extraordinary ability is not a particularly troublesome type, being arrested is only a matter of time.

"Boss, isn't that black just worse than our team's average?" The detective drove the car casually.

Frieger hummed, "It's almost there."

In fact, in his estimation, his own players should be worse than that one, and he may be better than the other.

But this gap doesn't make much sense.

The strength of the ordinary elite does not have much advantage before the number advantage.

Unless it is like a former colleague he knows, the peak of human combat tactics can reach the horror effect that a person is an army.

Frege himself knew that he would not be irreplaceable if he was not loyal to the United States.

In the following days, Luke also had a detailed and efficient schedule for a leisurely trip.

During the day with Vanessa, a local guide, disguise yourself, visit various attractions in Rio, check into a hotel at night, and live and sleep.

Late at night, after Vanessa fell asleep tiredly, he went out to harvest in a state of energy.

I can rush back to the hotel every day before dawn, sleep again for two hours, and wake up the long legs of the electric eye to continue to pay the principal and interest.

As the so-called relaxation has a degree, leisure work is correct.

The experience points in the system are skyrocketing in the range of 3,000+ per day.

Not his own jurisdiction, not the original peaceful city. His method of harvesting experience points is simpler and more crude.

Kill a few people, throw a part of the body to the den of the hostile forces, and then kill the other side.

This became a gang fire.

As for why these gangs suddenly broke out, no one can figure out.

But their own members are quite dead, and these gangs didn't have everyone sit down and justify the reason, just pull out the guys and do it.

Fortunately, these fires will basically not involve the city's central and southern tourist areas, and the itinerary of Luke and Vanessa will not be affected.

Today it was raining in Rio.

Without the clear sky, Rio shows another beauty in the rain.

In the slightly cool and humid sea breeze, Luke hugged Vanessa and slept in a cabin by the sea.

This is a detached villa.

Enough for the building hotel, and occasionally staying in this kind of seaside cottage is also a treat.

The cottage was quiet, only the faint sound of sea breeze and rain dripping from the roof and the trees outside.

In Lu Kehuai's smooth and warm body, Vanessa looked at the sky, pondering the next action plan.

To the extent that interest is delivered today, Vanessa will fall asleep until dawn.

And the rainy night is more suitable for him to go out to do business.

Suddenly, the fake phone vibrated.

Luke quickly grabbed the phone, looked at the map that suddenly appeared on it and more than a dozen red dot signs on it, and frowned suddenly.

Instantly put a T-shirt on Vanessa while she was asleep, and he ran away.

Opening the door of the room facing the sea, his figure turned into a blurry shadow, and he rushed across the boardwalk more than ten meters and plunged into the sea.

Vanessa in his hand also woke up in the sea, with a strange expression on his face: "You ... 唔"

Luke covered her mouth and whispered in her ear: "A gunman."

Vanessa immediately closed her mouth consciously, clasped her hands, and allowed Luke to take her quickly in the sea.

Within twenty seconds, Luke took her up to the beach more than a hundred meters away, hiding under the porch of another cottage next door.

"You're waiting here, don't say anything. I'll be back soon." He said softly, and wanted to leave.

Vanessa pulled him aside: "Don't go if it's dangerous."

She had confidence in his fighting ability, but the opponent was prepared, but Luke was only wearing shorts.

This situation is too bad.

Luke chuckled and touched under her T-shirt: "I'm not stupid, that's okay."

Then he jumped into the sea again and returned to his house.

Huh!

A line of fire suddenly burst out not far and shot into Luke's cabin.

Bang!

There was a burst of fire in the hut, and a crackle crackled in the room.

Luke looked at this scene in the sea ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Brows his eyebrows: Yo, RPG is all out, or is it a steel ball pre-made grenade, want to make himself a horse honeycomb?

After the hut was destroyed by the grenade, more than a dozen dark shadows quickly approached, and opened the door and rushed in.

"What about people?"

"No one in bed."

"There are no bathrooms."

"Go to the beach."

Luke saw the timing and landed on the beach not far from the hut, quietly hiding among the trees and plants on the shore.

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