North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

When Dean was about to start acting.

A fully armed team of hundreds of people also left the base and rushed to Monsef's 'Royal Palace'.

Catherine's office.

On a large display screen, under the lock of the satellite, the area where the fierce battle is about to take place will be enveloped and live broadcast in real time.

"Number one, do you think Dean will succeed in this operation?"

Catherine's face was rosy, and she suddenly looked at the female assistant beside her.

The female assistant shook her head: "Director, no matter how high a person is, he is still flesh and blood, and he can't stop bullets! As long as you think about it, he will definitely succeed, but I don't understand, do we really want to offend a man because of a man?" Someone from the Hada Group?"

The wild goose left a voice.

As a close person of Catherine.

She clearly knew that Catherine played a role in this attack.

That would have been fine.

As a result, Catherine didn't know what ecstasy drug she had taken, and she was still in secret. She specially arranged her trump card troops. As long as Dean's side acted, this side would follow suit, directly destroying the vitality of Monsef's side.

This is undoubtedly not in line with the league's code of conduct!

How do you know.

Catherine smiled contemptuously: "Are you worried that after taking over my position, you will have to deal with the mess left for me?"

"What?"

The female assistant was startled, and immediately realized that she had been exposed.

Don't wait for her to react.

There was a bang.

The smoke filled the air.

A beautiful body, unable to smash on the expensive carpet, staining it red.

"Idiot, do you think I'm really defenseless?"

Put down the pistol.

Catherine looked back at the big screen melancholy.

She did this not for Dean, but for her own benefit.

Brother Wei's 'burning blood' formula.

She can't eat by herself, and it is easy to attract the prying eyes of her own enemies in the alliance.

Ever since.

She simply took the initiative to contact the people of the Hada Group, and cooperated with them to develop the Weige formula provided by Dean, and formed an alliance of interests to jointly resist external risks.

And Monsef is the addition to the cooperation between Catherine and Hada Group.

This guy who has been proud of his career recently doesn't know how to restrain himself, and he doesn't know how to advance and retreat. In fact, there are many enemies within the Hada Group.

When Catherine took out a market worth tens of billions of dollars a year and put it in front of them, the boss' godson, Monsef, suddenly became worthless.

So Dean's operation is destined to succeed.

Catherine sent someone over, just thinking about bringing Dean back after things were done.

After all, with such a great wealth, she also needs future generations to inherit it.

Dean, a guy who has no power, looks pleasing to the eye, satisfies certain things, and can control the key points, has become Catherine's best choice.

Dean still doesn't know that Catherine is an old woman who knows how to taste and is going to take him back to be a cottage wife.

When he controlled the paraglider and came to the sky above the 'Royal Palace'.

There has been a firefight here.

The powerful firepower, skilled coordination, and precise tactical strikes of the mercenaries directly defeated the defense teams inside and outside the 'Royal Palace'.

With strong intelligence support.

The firepower points were cleared one by one.

Many of those heavy weapons that were placed everywhere, looking infiltrating, had no chance to be used, and became decorations directly.

"The group of people that Catherine found are quite amazing!"

Dean is a man of knowledge.

Watch the one-sided battle.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If these mercenaries stretch their hips too much, he is really worried about whether he can complete the task today.

Because he was worried about this guy Monsef, he was frightened and hid in the safe house.

Dean wasted no time.

Guided by the light, he came to the most luxurious hall of the 'Royal Palace', and landed silently among a group of panicked men and women. The goal.

The party seems to have just begun.

On various man-made landscapes, hundreds of women in various uniforms, of different ages and temperaments, play the roles of flight attendants, policemen, nurses, students, daughters, etc., waiting for the guests who fancy them to enjoy.

off stage.

A group of panicked men wearing various costumes and masks of the same style got up in a panic and wanted to leave, but were stopped by a group of heavily armed security guards.

It's not safe outside right now.

Instead, it became the safest place in the whole manor.

These gathered security guards are ready to use the surrounding buildings to block the enemy and wait for the arrival of support!

Only a few people stood scattered, and a group of people gathered around them subconsciously.

These people are either the core cronies invited by Moncef, or the senior officials of the city.

the moment before.

They are also full of expectations, wearing special costumes and masks to cover their faces, ready to enjoy a king-like treatment and release their inner ugliness.

the next moment.

The sound of gunfire made them feel life-threatening!

Monsef blended in with the crowd.

He ignored the security team who rushed over to protect the place, but deliberately pretended to be inconspicuous, shuttled among the panicked guests, trying to take the opportunity to hide in the safe house when those sand coins gathered to attract attention.

The Hada Group is the biggest company in this city today.

Since someone dared to attack here, it meant that the other party had enough confidence to break through the protection here and take him down before reinforcements arrived.

Safety first.

Monsef didn't care about those painstakingly cultivated confidants around him, he only hoped that before the enemy came here, he could hide in the safe room and survive tonight.

have to say.

This guy has reached a certain level.

Under the dim and ambiguous lights of the large platform.

Even Dean didn't notice Monsef who was mingling with the crowd, and his attention was attracted by those who clearly had status here.

"It doesn't feel like it."

Dean frowned slightly.

This group of people, all wearing the same mask, have similar skin colors, so it's really hard to tell them apart in a short time.

never mind!

It happened that the group of innocent women were all treated as commodities and placed on the booth, and they were not mixed with that group of people.

That being the case.

Kill them all.

Think here.

Dean put down his automatic rifle, took out a large bunch of pineapples hanging from his waist, calculated the coverage area, and then took advantage of the noise and disorder below, pulled out the safety catch one by one, and threw them among the guests one by one accurately.

Five or six seconds later.

The dozen or so pineapples in Dean's hand disappeared.

next moment.

The high-explosive pineapple thrown out first exploded.

Countless pieces of iron swept out, instantly piercing the gathered crowd into gourds of flesh and blood, and at the same time making those who were a little further away dizzy.

Only a few customers who reacted quickly climbed down immediately.

But the rest of the high-explosive pineapple gave them a surprise.

Monsef was lucky.

When the first big pineapple exploded, he had already touched the edge of the crowd.

The lights are dim here.

As long as he rushes out of the passage, he can follow the hidden mechanism, take the elevator, and reach the underground safe room.

Because when Dean threw the pineapple, he mainly considered the coverage.

So when the pineapples around Monsef detonated, a large number of scattered iron pieces were just blocked by the flesh and blood around Monsef, and Monsef also took the opportunity to rush out, and was rushed to the organ by the shock wave of the explosion. on the side of the passage.

Resisting the discomfort and dizziness in his body, he wobbled and stretched out his hand, trying to escape from this purgatory under the cover of the explosion of blood mist and dust.

But the ferocious enemy did not give him another chance.

After the chain explosion started.

Dean didn't skimp on the bullets, he directly raised his automatic rifle, and blindly fired a supplementary gun at a range, in case some lucky people didn't die completely, and let him carry out the supplementary gun against the security guards who had reacted.

Bullets flew across.

Monsef had just touched the pull-tab of the mechanism.

A bullet, through the dust, hit him in the throat...

He touched his throat in disbelief, his consciousness sank, and he fell silently among a bunch of bloody corpses, becoming one of them.

At the moment of Monsef's death.

A message flashed across Dean's mind:

Mission 1: Alive, complete!

Task 2: Find out the identity of the king, King Monsef is dead, complete!

The copy is over!

Everything was frozen, and then turned into countless dots, like a flash of inspiration traveling through the data, all merged into Dean's mind, and evolved into pictures one by one:

The special forces under Catherine helped mop up the remaining security guards in the palace, and rescued those poor people who were imprisoned and trained, but for some reason, Catherine sat in the dark office with a frosty face..

Sophia, the employer, was brought to Catherine when she was snatching food from stray dogs, and saw her dying sister Ai Ruo.

A new Weige product was born out of nowhere and has become the new favorite of countless men all over the world.

One by one, the images appeared and disappeared.

Finally, it turned into a line of flickering fonts: the evolution of the copy is over, influence +2, the initial area of ​​the subspace: 2 cubic meters, binding.

Floating in nothingness.

Dean felt that his spiritual consciousness suddenly had something more.

It was an all-white space, the size of which could fit his 1.9-meter-long body in reality, and this space seemed to become a part of his body, like fingers, he could control it freely.

"Developed!"

Such a large space!

Not to mention some pistols and pineapples!

How many rocket launchers can be stuffed!

Dean didn't know how he was feeling right now.

But if it is presented on the body, it should be uncontrollable laughter!

Just when Dean thought everything was over and his consciousness would return.

New fonts continued to appear in his mind:

The detective panel, the second phase has been unlocked!

Please select the upgrade direction of the second stage:

1: Super Brain Detective (When you gain some things, you will also lose some things, such as the sense of identity with the same kind.)

2: Violent detective (when you lose something, you will also gain something, such as a body like a beast and the scream of the opposite sex)

Dean looked at the two options in his mind, a little tangled.

obviously.

The panel in the second stage, after continuing to upgrade, will either improve the IQ or improve the body.

Purely intellectually.

An IQ far exceeding that of the same kind is undoubtedly more suitable for this era of technology.

But is it interesting to live like this?

One step ahead is a genius, too much ahead, and one becomes an outlier.

Dean asked his heart, and couldn't help flashing through his family and women in this life, and then chose the second option without hesitation: violent detective!

15 points of mental attributes are enough.

Dean doesn't want himself in this life to live like Little Mike, who has a generation gap with everything, and becomes a different kind in the crowd. It's hard to feel the joy in life anymore..

It's fine now!

After Dean made a choice.

The panel continues to change:

Lock the upgrade direction: violent detective!

"【Violent Detective Panel】

Character: Dean

Level: 20 (2600/3800)

Spirit: 15 (locked)

Strength: 15

Speed: 15

Stamina: 15

Skills: Pistol Mastery, Ancient Muay Thai Mastery, Akaz School-Mind Reading L3, Trace Tracking L3, Beast Taming L1, slightly (click to open).

Features: The body of a beast!

Subspace: 2 cubic meters

Attribute points: 0

Skill Points: 2

Completed cases: slightly. "

The name of the panel became the Violent Detective Panel!

The spiritual attribute is locked.

It should not be possible to upgrade in the future.

But there are two more descriptions of characteristics and subspace.

Dean focused on the two extra things, and their notes immediately appeared in his mind:

Features: Beast Body (Your body has reached the structural limit of the current human beings, continue to upgrade, and will dig deeper and optimize the appearance of genes)

According to Dean's understanding, this should mean that if he continues to upgrade in the future, he is probably equivalent to a humanoid beast.

But after all, it is flesh and blood.

No matter how you improve, the upper limit is there.

It should be unable to carry the bullet physically, and staged an outrageous scene of Captain America fighting the bloody gangster.

So although Dean is looking forward to the future changes, he is not really looking forward to it.

He continued to look at the introduction to the subspace.

Subspace: A space where there is no air and time flows. Everything in it is in a frozen state. If you dig it carefully, there may be some surprises.

"Everything is in freeze frame?"

Immediately, some outrageous usages appeared in Dean's mind: put some freshly fired bullets into the subspace, wait for the need, and then release them at the target, saving even drawing a gun.

"If it's really possible to play like this, hehe."

While thinking wildly.

A feeling of tiredness welled up in my heart.

Dean's consciousness gradually dissipated and returned to his body.