Super Detective in the Fictional World

The two players smiled bitterly before they wanted to speak, and heard a shout from a bungalow not far away.

"I have a gun. Give me ten shakeshack mushroom burgers, ten chicken hot dogs, ten bacon cheese fries! Oh, yes, send me a dozen more Coronas, and cigarettes ..." Bungalow window Here, a man with a double-barrelled shotgun shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at each other.

Harrison was silent for a moment before he doubted: "This guy ... want to commit suicide?"

The two players nodded silently.

"Is he like someone who commits suicide?" Harrison whispered.

Luke groaned for two seconds. "Perhaps he wanted to kill himself?"

Everyone: ... you're right.

Harrison yelled and asked casually, "Don't you go buy him these **** foods and let him kill himself?"

The team member smiled bitterly: "Captain, that's shakeshaOUT, where can we buy this for him?"

Harrison: "What the **** is this? Isn't it Hamburg?"

Luke coughed and added again: "Shakeshack is New York."

"WTF?" Harrison suddenly sweared: "This beep raises, wants the east coast burger on the west coast? Why doesn't this west coast traitor die!"

Everyone: ... he's not dead, hasn't he died!

Harrison scolded, or returned to the normal rhythm: "What about negotiators?"

Player: "Useless, according to his neighbor, maybe he forgot to take the medicine today?"

Harrison: "He is a drug addict?"

Player: "No, it may be depression or mania."

Harrison rolled his eyes: "Did you throw a tear gas?"

Team member: "Throw it, but this guy ... has been more energetic, and has given himself a cigarette."

Luke couldn't help but poke the guy in front of the window over there, and found his eyes circled red, but his spirit was shaking.

This is the tear gas used as a hookah?

Harrison: "Then just break in and rush in!"

Player: "He threatened that X bombs were placed in the doorways and windows."

Harrison: "Bullshxt! Do you guys believe it?"

Player: "Hong brother, you wrote our action manual."

Harrison was dumb.

In the case of suspected explosives, it is absolutely not allowed to lead the team rashly, this is the regulation he wrote into the SWAT manual.

Harrison thought for a moment, and said, "Buy ten burgers and send them in."

Everyone looked at Jim, surprised: "Captain, what if he really committed suicide?"

Harrison: "Then what kind of shakeshack do you fly to New York for?"

Jim: "... well, when I came I saw a McDonald's on the corner."

While Jim went to buy a burger, Harrison ordered the team members: "Are you smiling?"

"Here. But do you really want to use it?" The team member said uncertainly.

Harrison: "Wait like this when you get to Hamburg ..."

Luke listened to him, couldn't help but want to laugh: did you SWAT handle this case?

But the middle-aged man in the room who wanted to kill himself and thus commit suicide again requested that the hamburger should not be pickled with pickled cucumber slices, and he should also bring in two bottles of chili oil.

Luke suddenly thought that Harrison's plan was good, otherwise he would want to see this guy commit suicide.

A few minutes later, Jim who bought the burger came back.

Harrison ordered Jim: "Go to Hamburg and wait for us to rush in with your gear. All parties pay attention and be ready to start."

"Captain Harrison, can I get me a hamburger?" Luke couldn't help itching, such a fun thing, and he wanted to blend in.

Harrison froze: "This ..."

Luke grinned, "I'm wearing a double body armor, and I'll bring a bullet-proof helmet over, covering my face, no one knows."

Harrison hesitated and nodded.

Luke's combat effectiveness is one thing, he is not the kind of person who likes to grab power.

Just as Luke said in the robbery, the driver took himself out.

Credit is second. Harrison does not like to deal with people who care about it.

Harrison pointed at him: "You give Luke the helmet."

Jim, who had just bought a burger, was bitterly: "Ah, this ..."

Harrison: "You don't know how to use that stuff, wait for your first entry."

Jim finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he smiled, "That's fine."

Luke asked with a smile: "How about a small ticket for a hamburger, can you give it to me?"

Jim was baffled, but handed the small ticket over again: "Here, I'm going to keep the bill."

Luke patted Jim's shoulder and laughed, "Don't worry about the bill."

Having said that, he took the small ticket and looked at it, and nodded, "Well, one of the five US dollars and ten fifty US dollars is very simple and clear."

"I choose whatever I want," Jim replied casually.

Soon, Luke took the walkie-talkie, carried the burger, and slowly walked towards the bungalow.

The middle-aged man shouted again, "Why only a burger? What about the others?"

Luke thought about it: "This is delivered to you right away. You have too many things. It will take half an hour to do all of them."

The middle-aged man made a sound and seemed to agree with this statement: "Put it at the door, hurry up, don't fret."

Luke was sweating in his heart: Is your brain circuit abnormal? Most people do n’t want the police to move slowly, so as not to make a sudden attack?

But thinking about this guy using "suicide" to blackmail burgers, chicken hot dogs, bacon cheese fries, and Corona beer, he felt that this request made sense.

However, his speed is not impatient.

Suddenly changing the tempo of the operation may cause problems with Harrison's command. He still maintains the previous tempo.

In the headset, Luke was ready to listen to Harrison's order.

"Smile, act." Harrison ordered.

On the side of the bungalow, an armored car slowly lurked past. It was specially modified by SWAT. The front of the front was an impact angle like an iron pillar ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ used to break the outer wall barrier of the house.

A yellow smiley face was affixed to the front section of the iron pillar, so the code name of this armored vehicle was "smiley face".

Hearing the order, the smile accelerated, rushed across a small patch of grass, and the impact angle clicked into the bungalow wall.

A metal rod was shot out of the temporarily installed metal cylinder at the impact angle, and four long folded steel bars popped out, snapping a large wall.

"Smile, pull!" Jim shouted.

The armored car rummaged back, and the wall was pulled out by a large hole with a diameter of two meters by the four steel bars.

The middle-aged man who was watching Luke walking in the window was frightened by the huge noise, his hands shook, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Outside the big cave, SWAT had long ambushed and rushed in quickly, pounced on the middle-aged man who was dead.

Luke turned his head and looked at it all from the window, speechless: Is this special? What the **** ... it's so fun!