Super Detective in the Fictional World

Soon, the three approached the incident bank, and the police intercom channel at Luke's front desk was a dialogue to communicate the case.

"Two robbers rushed out of the bank ..."

"They are all armed with automatic weapons. One of the robbers is using AK, with a drum, and the fire is extremely fierce ..."

"The SAT could not be reached, their car was blocked on a road two kilometers away ..."

"Some police officers were shot, some were shot ..."

"The gangsters began to flee east ..."

"There is something wrong with the gangster's car. They are getting off ..."

"The two gangsters started to flee separately ..."

"A gangster was knocked down ..."

"Only one gangster is trying to hold a passing vehicle ..."

While listening to the intercom system, Luke said, "Harryson, Jim, are you ready?"

Harrison: "Ready, let me off."

Luke: "No, I mean, are you ready to be robbed by the gangsters?"

Harrison: "hat?"

His gaze looked forward from the wind, and he suddenly said, "You don't want to rush over?"

Luke: "My car's glass is bulletproof. One or two rounds will not be penetrated. Are you confident?"

Harrison telegraphed: "Okay."

Luke stopped talking, but slowly slowed down.

Just over 20 meters away from the three, a gangster was gesturing with a gun in his hand and signaled the passing of a vehicle to stop.

But unfortunately, the cars in front were so scared that they stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

The gangster didn't want to damage the front windshield of the vehicle. He fired a few shots from the side and rear, and the cars ran faster.

Finally, he saw a car that seemed to be scared by him and was slowing down.

Luke started counting down: "Three! Two!"

The gangster was overjoyed, hurried up and ran, the gun in his hand was banging a few shots.

He shouted, "Beep! Keep! Stop! Stop! Or kill you ..."

At this moment, the car just opened his side, and the back door stopped in front of him. The gangster walked back two steps, and the gun in his hand made a gesture: "Open the door and open the door! Or kill you!"

As he was pulling the door of the co-pilot by one hand, he raised his gun to the sky with one hand and fired two more shots.

"One!" Luke's countdown ended at the same time, and the downhill button of the window had been pressed in his hand.

"Open the door to labor ... uh?" The gangster was dead.

In the open window, Luke's Glock, Harrison's MP5, the two black hole muzzles were facing him like that, less than a meter away.

At the same time, Jim also opened the left rear door instantly. The M4A1 in his hand was placed on the roof of the car, pointed at him, and shouted, "Don't move! Kill you."

"Come on, let me see what little toy you have." Harrison replaced it with a single-handed gun and stretched out his left hand, holding the gangster's gun body slowly and letting the muzzle continue to face up.

He pulled **** his hand without moving: "Huh?"

"Little brother, what's going on with you?" Luke grinned, and Glock's muzzle nodded to the gangster's head.

The gangster let loose the clenched gun, and Harrison finally took it to himself and glanced at: "PP91? Are you very professional?"

Here, Luke already raised his thumb with his empty right hand and pointed to the back seat. "Did you just want to hitchhiking just now? Come on!"

Jim had quickly bypassed the back of the car and quickly put the guy back in his hands and pushed it into the back seat of the car.

Harrison picked up the walkie-talkie: "I'm the 70-David of the SAT (7 team captains). The second gangster has been subdued, and we'll take him there."

Jim switched to the co-pilot and Luke drove to the bank.

Jim turned to look at the gangster in the back row, hey Zhile: "Little brother, what's the matter with you?"

The gangster has been ripped off by Harrison, his face full of despair: I don't even know what's going on!

He really didn't understand why he grabbed a car and grabbed a car SAT.

All three of Luke wore black hoods, followed by Harrison and Jim with the SAT bulletproof vest, which is properly the rhythm of the SAT.

Within a range of one or two meters, he was pointed by three special police officers with a gun. He did not have the courage to resist even if he had a bulletproof vest.

A few moments later, Luke drove the car to the bank. Several patrolling police officers came over and watched Harrison and Jim, who were in black balaclavas, pulled the gangster out of the car, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just now they couldn't be beaten by the two gangsters. As a result, the SAT came to an end.

"Your SAT came really fast today." A police officer couldn't help but praise.

Another police officer looked at Luke's badge and wondered, "Who is this?"

Luke smiled. "I'm a driver. Don't worry about me."

Harrison: ... no wonder I rarely see your name in the file.

Handing the gangster to the patrol officer, Harrison was about to say something, and his intercom rang again: "Captain, are you still there?"

Harrison shrugged helplessly to Luke, connected to the intercom: "Still, what's wrong? You guys didn't have lunch! The gangster almost slipped away, are you still on the road, waiting for exhaust?"

I was scolded there for a moment, and then said, "Captain, don't say this first. There is a guy in the residential area on the 107 side who wants to commit suicide. Can you go over?"

Harrison gasped: "Would you not call me after he committed suicide?"

There was a moment of silence in the walkie-talkie, then carefully said, "But we really have a traffic jam, the guy who committed suicide was still holding a gun, and the patrol police wanted us to rush over to deal with it."

Harrison: "I see, I'll hurry over."

Hanging up the communication, he looked at Luke: "That ..."

"Get in the car, haha, have you been so busy these days?" Luke got in and waved.

Jim consciously sat back in the back seat.

Harrison took the co-pilot, closed the door, and sighed: "The ghost knows what's going on in Los Angeles recently ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Many groups of people are rushing down the street, so why do you say there is a" ghost butcher " Carnage on them. It wasn't even clear what the inspectors and judges were about. The Garcia family blew up at a stronghold in the Eastern District yesterday, and an FBI agent died on the viaduct. This is really ... "

Luke hehe smiled: "You are the SAT, not the Eastern District Police Department, and are not responsible for the detection of the case. What's the matter? Anyway, if you have a task, just go up and rest without a task."

Harrison thought about it too, and couldn't help laughing: "So too. What do those masters think, regardless of our fart, I'm not lazy anyway."

Jim in the back seat didn't say a word, but he nodded heartily.

The car sped up and rushed to the new crime scene two blocks away.

Three people got out of the car, and two people on the side of the road came to us shortly afterwards: "Boss, this guy is a bit troublesome."

Harrison's face was not so mild now: "What trouble? Is he a sharpshooter or a bullet?"

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