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

Endless wilderness.

On the wide road, a big dog bus chased the sunset, taking the dreamers from the small town on the bus towards the metropolis of Los Angeles.

The car was full of screaming passengers.

The vehicle is turbulent.

A passenger wearing a baseball cap, with his head lowered and pecking at rice, suddenly raised his head, as if he had woken up from a dream, looked around confusedly, and then lay back on his seat tiredly.

"I haven't felt this tired in a long time."

Dean sighed.

Ever since he boarded the cruise ship, his spirit had been tense, and it was not until he left the tightly supervised military base that his spirit truly relaxed.

That's why he chose to take the bus back to Los Angeles.

Dean rubbed his face and let his mind sink into his mind. He checked the panel reminder that woke him up: [Miniature murder case, the murderer has been killed, experience value +200. 】

"The Miniature Killer is dead?"

Dean's eyes flashed with surprise.

at this time.

His phone vibrated slightly.

Dean took it out and saw it was a call from Little Mac.

He glanced around and saw that everyone was sleeping soundly, but for safety reasons, he took out two twenty-dollar knives and asked the driver to stop on the side of the road.

It's not far from Los Angeles.

He can run back himself.

Dean waited until the Greyhound bus was far away before answering the phone: "You are very well informed."

"Well, I hacked into several peripheral surveillance systems at your military base and implanted a very simple facial recognition intelligent program on them, so I received the information as soon as you left."

Hearing this, a trace of fear flashed across Dean's face.

You know, his current mobile phone and mobile phone card have just been reconfigured, and he even just reported that he was safe at home, saying that he was done with his work and was on his way back.

As a result, little Mike found himself immediately.

This made Dean feel threatened.

In this era where daily life is becoming more and more intelligent and technological, if Little Mike targets a person, that person will really not be able to escape the search using modern technology unless he hides in an inaccessible place.

It can be said.

The more advanced technology becomes, the more terrifying power a monster with high IQ like Little Mike can unleash.

Dean sometimes even suspects that little Mike's mental attributes have exceeded 15 points of ordinary people. In addition, he is not affected by external emotions, so he can behave so evil.

Anyway, he thought that even if he spent a lot of time on network technology, he would never be able to become as evil as Little Mac.

What's more, this guy is not just a network technology, he has gone beyond the forefront of those on the surface.

In many other ways, little Mike also behaves like a monster.

In the technical field, as long as Xiao Mike has access to and is interested in learning, he will be at the top level.

To know.

The other party is several years younger than Dean's brother Thompson!

Because of these reasons.

Dean has actually been deliberately controlling the progress of Little Mac's rescue.

Because he is worried that if little Mike's hidden health problems are solved, the emotions and desires of ordinary people will become a very threatening and uncontrollable factor.

pity.

Because of the Luciferian Organization.

This limited delay is no longer effective.

Dean shook his head, suppressed these random thoughts, and whispered: "How are things arranged?"

"very smooth!

Your friend Amon made a choice that was beneficial to him.

Now we have a stealth submarine with an island base and all the core research information.

I controlled the submarine to stay in the shallow waters near Las Vegas.

However, we do not have professional manpower to maintain it.

The estimated service life of this smart submarine is probably not very long. "

Hearing this, Dean breathed a sigh of relief.

Before leaving, he left behind his father a human skin mask, a fake identity, some money, a diving suit, and a contact phone.

Little Mike didn't know this.

Father should be safe now.

However, Dean still needs to think about his father's specific arrangements in detail.

On the other end of the phone, Little Mike continued:

"I searched the information on the submarine in detail and found that several small islands not far from the island base are also controlled by the other party. There are some equipment supplies on them, as well as some criminals controlled by the Lucifer organization.

That should be the second game session prepared by Lucifer Organization for you.

To maintain confidentiality.

I've had the collars holding the prisoners' necks explode.

Now there, it can be used as a backup option for our future research base. "

Dean refused directly: "It's too close to the island base and it's not safe. When my pharmaceutical company opens, I will have someone build a hidden research base for you."

"Okay, but before that, I need your help right now."

"What do you need?"

"Some materials and test equipment, some trustworthy servants, of course, if you can help me seize the robot research data from a certain research laboratory in Boston, that would be even better."

At the end of the sentence, Mike's voice rarely fluctuated.

Obviously, he was very interested in that robotics research laboratory.

This was the first time that Dean saw little Mike being interested in something other than solving his own physical problems, so he kept this in mind.

Think about it.

He then responded: "Send what you want to the Gray Realm and I will arrange it as soon as possible. In addition, I need you to help me find all the information and itinerary of a person."

With that said, Dean told little Mac the information his father had told him about the actual controller of the Lucifer organization.

"OK.

Do you need me to destroy the Lucifer organization and the remaining network relay stations?

When I was controlling the island base network, I also took over the Lucifer organization's external intelligence network and terminals. If you want, we can directly become the new controller of this organization. "

Hear this.

Dean's face darkened: "You want to do the same thing as those people?"

"why not?

The human body is a wonderful structure that can give birth to people with low IQs as well as individuals with high IQs like us.

If only one could decipher the hidden mysteries of the human body.

In the future, we can even promote evolution that has been stagnant for countless years and become new humans.

Eliminate inferior varieties.

It is nature’s choice of survival of the fittest.

Dean.

Your reaction somewhat disappoints me.

After hanging out with those inferior breeds for a long time, you have also been assimilated! "

disappointment?

Dean grinned and clenched his fists.

How dare you talk to yourself like this!

This guy got a little carried away after getting the information about the island base!

It seems that little Mike, a brat, still doesn’t know what it means to be equal before a fist.

“Little Mike, I agree with your point of view.

The historical process of mankind, every leap, is indeed promoted by a few extremely outstanding individuals, allowing us to step into the scientific and technological era from the old era in just over a hundred years.

But if you follow your approach.

Your final ending will be the same as that island base.

Because you lack thinking about human nature.

After I finish my work, I will come over and talk to you in detail! "

There was silence for a long time before he said tiredly: "Okay, I'm looking forward to meeting you next time!"

hang up the phone.

Dean's mind moved and he opened his violent detective panel:

"[Violent Detective Panel]

Role: Dean

Level: 21 (250/4000)

Spirit: 15 (locked)

Strength: 15

Speed: 16

Stamina: 15

Skills: Pistol proficiency, ancient Muay Thai proficiency, ancient yoga breathing method proficiency, Akaz School - Mind Reading L3, Trace Tracking L3, Beast Taming L2, slightly (click to open).

Features: Body of a beast!

Subspace: 2 cubic meters

Attribute points: 0

Skill points: 0

Completed cases: omitted. "

Since the panel upgrade, the experience gained after solving a case has been reduced by about ten times compared to before. In other words, in the past, one or two thousand experience points could be gained for a major case, but now one can only gain one or two hundred experience points.

Dean can understand this.

After all, at his current level, every enhancement is equivalent to breaking the limit of the human body and getting closer to the extraordinary, and the consumption is naturally different from before.

It's just a pity that the skill points are missing.

Dean turned his attention to his own skills.

Because the mental attribute reaches 15 points and he can control the body in subtle ways.

Even if he did not deliberately learn certain skills, many skills still appeared on the panel. The original skills also became darker in color, and even directly upgraded automatically.

Such as driving.

His previous driving experience was only L2, and the level of a senior driver was also the limit of an ordinary person's lifetime.

Now, his driving skills have reached the deep color of L3.

I guess keep driving.

This skill will automatically become a mastery level.

And firearms.

Before, he was only proficient in a pistol.

Now behind his panel, there is a series of L3 levels of various firearms, which can be said to be a complete guide.

Dean even had a hunch that when other firearms skills also jumped to the mastery level, pistol proficiency would automatically transform into firearms proficiency.

This level of perversion may be the reason why little Mike behaves so evilly.

to some extent.

Dean is now like little Mike. As he grows older and absorbs more knowledge from the outside world, he will become more and more perverted.

This was also the main reason why even though he was afraid of Little Mike, he didn't choose to kill him directly.

Value is one aspect.

Confidence is another aspect.

Think of this.

Dean looked at the beast control skill that had been automatically upgraded to L2 without realizing it, and showed a slightly lewd smile.

Due to his physical defects, little Mike is probably at the level of a layman in psychology, unable to understand human nature and emotional thinking, otherwise he would not have been manipulated and deceived by Dean again and again.

He didn't know that emotions, for humans, are not only a gift that is different from the real beast, but also a flaw and flaw to a certain extent. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many suicides and mental patients every year.

By the time Little Mac is truly cured of his physical defects and begins to have normal human emotions and be able to be affected by emotions, Dean's beast-controlling skills may have already reached a level of proficiency.

By the time.

Little Mike, who is isolated from the outside world and only recognizes Dean as his own kind, is not sure whether he can withstand Dean's level of proficiency, conscious guidance and taming.

Dean couldn't help but smile evilly when he thought about that scene.

Mudd!

I am such a bad person, I will have to go out as little as possible when it rains!

Otherwise, Dean would be afraid that he would be struck to death by lightning from God.

With a cheerful mood.

Dean moved his body and ran towards Los Angeles.

The location where he got off the bus was about 70 or 80 kilometers away from downtown Los Angeles, just in time for him to warm up.

Unfortunately, God didn't give Dean much chance to warm up.

It's just about ten miles away.

After a passing female driver saw Dean, she enthusiastically invited Dean to get on the bus, regardless of the fact that the place was in the wilderness and she was not afraid of being robbed of money, sex or even killed.

Normally this kind of plot.

Most of them are male drivers who touch and touch female passengers and eat some tofu as fare.

The female driver was lucky. While driving, she stretched out her little hand and tried to shake the manual gear lever between Dean's legs, trying to speed up the car and run over the audience's face.

Dean is a man of principles.

Ugly bitch, you still want to drink your own ground soy milk?

He grabbed and knocked out the female driver who was trying to speed up the car, took over the driving seat, hummed the Italian ballads that his mother often sang, and successfully arrived in downtown Los Angeles before nightfall.

Wake up the female driver and give her a hundred dollars.

Dean took a taxi and returned to his rental house.

Nell hasn't come back yet.

Dean simply took matters into his own hands and made a candlelight dinner to surprise Nell.

Be away for many days.

Dean, who keeps his integrity like a jade, is a bit addicted.

Fortunately, the Lucifer Organization will basically not have any impact on itself.

Wait until the trouble in Los Angeles is resolved.

In the future, he can return to the Detective Bureau and continue to be his own Detective Dean.

wrong.

It should be Captain Dean.

The former captain was favored and promised that the captain's position was his. Since the other party was unwilling to give it to him, he would take it for himself!

Just when Dean was humming a tune and making a candlelight dinner.

His good brother Harry, under the ridicule of a group of people, kneeled down in front of a short middle-aged man with a bruised face, angry and powerless.

Further away.

There was also a faint scream of humming.

Harry glanced over there worriedly, turned around, spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, looked at the middle-aged man sitting at the top fiercely, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are blatantly attacking the police, let us go, otherwise the whole of Los Angeles will... There will be no place for you!"

The middle-aged man played with the revolver he had snatched from Harry, his eyes drooping, and he didn't even look at Harry who said harsh words.

The younger brother next to him burst out laughing.

One of them, a handsome man with a samurai bun, spoke in weird English: "Assaulting the police? Even if I kill you, a black pig, no one in Los Angeles would dare to touch our team leader!"

"Matsushita-kun, get away!"

The middle-aged man finally spoke.

He held Harry's revolver, walked up to him, opened the magazine, ejected five bullets, and looked at Harry with a smile: "If you want to get out alive today, it depends on your luck!"