Super Detective in the Fictional World

Early in the morning the next morning, Selena ate breakfast and looked at Luke's expression: "What's wrong, something?"

Luke ate something and replied casually, "Well. The one we caught last night was not the only undead monster, and one appeared in Brooklyn."

Selina gave a groan, and frowned: "Should there be few such monsters? Otherwise we should have relevant information already."

Luke: "Very little. I screened intelligence specifically last night. In the past six months, there have been more than a dozen suspected cases in the United States, scattered in various cities."

Selina thought for a moment: "Actually, if the Tyrannosaurus Rex Bruce in Los Angeles didn't intervene in us, wouldn't he expose the body?"

Luke nodded: "Don't forget the old Asian man with bananas and big waves of blond hair. They belong to a secret agency that specializes in hunting such undead monsters. They died without a shot in the past. Smartphones were not popular before. There is very little video evidence left. "

Selina: "What are you going to do?"

Luke shrugged: "I have put two single-fire black net launchers on the sidecar and an enhanced black net launcher. But when it is not necessary, the enhanced one should not be used."

Selina: "Why?"

Luke: "Just wait and see for yourself."

Half an hour later, Selena went down to the first-floor garage and picked up the enhanced black net launcher from the rear of the car. She turned in front of her, and looked in surprise: "Wow, this big guy is really so cool."

What Luke can say.

This enhanced version is basically made according to the appearance of the MK19 automatic grenade launcher, but the caliber has been expanded to 50MM.

Moreover, it uses a bomb chain.

This also means that as long as the bomb chain is enough, it will be able to make a stop.

It is also for this reason that Luke told Selena not to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

As soon as someone analyzes this thing, they know that it is expensive.

NYPD can't have this disgusting equipment, and the two people used it very easily.

That is, Luke is habitually safe first and prepared, otherwise two single-shot black net launchers are enough.

...

That night, there was no problem when the deity patrolled.

But during the night patrol, he caught an undead monster again.

When Luke tied this three-meter-long, slender bamboo pole into a sausage with a rope dart, two "acquaintances" appeared-an old Asian man with a fisherman hat and a blonde in a gold wrap dress Big waves.

Seeing the big banana held by the big wave in his hand, Luke turned in his head and suddenly stopped in front of Zhuganjing. He raised his hand to block the weak blue light but the invisible bullet.

The next moment, Luke froze.

System: A special fusion-type mental energy is received. The energy fusion ratio has been backed up and can be cloned.

What the hell? He looked at the little old man and the big waves opposite him, but found that they had different expressions.

The old man smiled bitterly, and seemed to want to say something.

The big wave was very dissatisfied: "Damn, what a mess you have! I waste my bullets, but there are quotas. There are so many dead ghosts, and the bullets are not enough."

After "wasting my bullets", this sentence became an alien language of ￥ # @% *, and Luke didn't understand what she was talking about.

The big wave didn't care if he understood it or not, the big banana in his hand snapped again, and another blue light bullet fired.

This time, Luke did not stop again.

The blue light bullet passed over his head and hit the bamboo stick essence.

The shot of the big wave just hit the bamboo pole fine chest, which was blocked by Luke's hand.

Now he doesn't raise his hand, of course, he can't stop the three-meter-high bamboo pole essence's head.

Huh!

The wriggling bamboo pole fine body stiffened, screamed, turned into a gray-black smoke exploded, quickly turned gray-white, and finally disappeared into the air.

Luke made a move, and the rope dart on the ground flew back into his hand.

Insert the rope dart back to his waist, and the blood-red lens on the mask stared at the two: "Who are you?"

Big wave: "Take care of your farts, beat you up. Huh, take care of me ... ohh"

The little old man covered his mouth and sneered, "I'm sorry, she's coming to menopause. But we belong to a special department. If you meet such a dead ghost again, you can inform us."

Lu Ke was interested: "How to notify? Call or send Fetion?"

The little old man touched it twice in his pants pocket, took out a dark thing and threw it over.

Luke raised his hand to catch it: "This is ... the BB?"

Although his face was completely inside the helmet, the little old man on the opposite side seemed to be able to see the expression "Are you kidding me", and explained, "Did you see those three buttons? From left to right, press the first We'll catch someone next time. After pressing the second one, we can talk to us. The third one is leaving a message. "

Luke could not help secretly defaming: But why make a BB machine? Nervous you guys.

He nodded and put away this seemingly BB machine, but in fact it was a modified version of the satellite phone: "What are they?"

The little old man was a little helpless: "This is not because I don't want to say it, but you don't understand it when you say it."

Luke: "Huh? Then tell me, just in case I understand."

Little old man: "Well, they are actually *% ￥ ##, can you understand me?"

Luke: "... I really don't understand. Which alien language do you speak?"

The old man spread his hand: "So I can't help it, as long as I # ￥% *, you won't understand."

Luke nodded thoughtfully: "I probably understand what's going on. Then, contact me if you have any questions."

Talking, the flames of flames behind him rose into the sky, and when it reached more than ten meters in the air, it turned off, the cloak changed into a gliding wing, and swept away.

The old man watched Luke leave enviously and murmured, "It's so cool to be able to fly. If I'm still alive, I must be Batman's iron powder ... oops."

The little old man was knocked to the ground with a punch, and the big wave retreated with a grudge: "Why am I a man. Dare to put my hand on my mouth, I will drag you behind the car for a day or believe it?"

The old man covered his face resentfully: "Who made you old nonsense. Batman is not a bad guy, but can help us lock down those dead ghosts ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Why are your mouths so stinky? Are you jealous? You handsome?"

The big wave hummed and murmured, turning his head to his classic car.

The little old man got up and kept up: "Wait, don't you feel ashamed?"

Big Wave: "Nonsense, what am I ashamed of?"

Little old man: "People are not police, but messengers of justice. You were a police officer, but you were greedy for money ... oops"

The little old man squatted again holding his head.

The big wave retracted his fist: "Just as much as you fart, isn't that fart ghost's serial fart feeding you all yesterday!"

The little old man got up again from the ground in sorrow and sat in the co-pilot: "Something to say well, why don't you make sense?"

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