Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Luke has determined that Pedro’s entire group is escorted by cash.

The strong smell of banknotes says it all.

He quietly got closer, and the drone was flying slowly over the sky.

In that small building, there was more smell of banknotes.

Whose small vault is this? Luke muttered.

Suddenly, the tablet in his hand shook, and he glanced at it, looking strange.

On the screen, three cars came galloping, and they stopped behind Pedro’s three cars before the iron door of the small building opened. Shua ~ came down to the ground 3 or 3 masked men with black hoods, all in their hands The rifle and armored car’s windshield are directly attached with a bundle of X rounds.

All of Pedro’s people were forced out of the car, obediently and honestly lying on the ground, not daring to move.

Two black hoods passed, knocking over two bodyguards carrying money bags from behind.

Only Pedro left his hands helplessly, holding up his hands, closing his mouth obediently, waiting for the iron door to open as the other side gestured to pull the zipper on the mouth.

Luke clicking one’s tongue in wonder: Rio is really a good place.

On the first day, the slums will be able to watch the parkour chase. On the 2nd day, the drama of eating black and grabbing a small vault also appeared!

This group of black and black people are skilled, but Luke can see that they are basically of unorthodox origin, unlike the style of regular troops.

After entering, there was a loud noise on the ground floor of the building, and there were also screams, but no gunshots.

This group of people was still very restrained, but they overturned a few guards who wanted to resist with a butt.

Luke continued to approach, climbing up a window and looking inward.

The light inside was dim, and on the long table with 2 rows together was a variety of banknotes.

More than a dozen women wearing only a few pieces of close-fitting clothing, the gang of black hoods being rushed in were driven away from the long table.

Luke knew at a glance that this was some processing or packaging site for the gang of traffickers.

Such as medicines and cash, they like to use women for sorting, sorting and packaging.

Women are timid, attentive, and quick-moving, suitable for this kind of labor, and do not need to pay too much.

In order to avoid someone ’s fortune, take advantage of a crisis for personal gain, they will let women take off a little personal clothing and work.

The black hoods moved quickly, and within a few minutes brought together a dozen men and more than a dozen women inside and outside the house.

Women can stand, and men kneel in a row.

One of the men had bleeding in his nose and nose, and he just wanted to resist being beaten.

A person in the black headgear took the first two steps and ripped off his headgear: “Who will hide!”

The guard widened his eyes: “Are you crazy? Are you crazy!”

He couldn’t bear to shout: “Do you know whose money this is? Do you dare to steal it and know what will happen?”

Another person suddenly pulled off the hood: “Of course we know.”

Luke raised an eyebrow: Are these two?

These two people who took off their hoods had actually seen him.

Yesterday afternoon, in the slums of Rosinia, it was these two men who were chased and killed by a large group of people with a woman.

The first one to pull off the hood was the bald big man that Luke remembered deeply.

The second one is a handsome white youth.

However, Luke is not too surprised by the appearance of these two characters.

What really surprised him was a black hood with a gun alert in a corner.

This person hid in the dark, just watched quietly, not at all, followed by taking off the black hood.

Luke’s window is closer to this person, and his sensitive sense of smell smells a bit familiar.

He was stunned, carefully looked at this person’s figure for a moment, and the corner of his mouth was raised: this one, also considered an Old Acquaintance!

There, the bald big man grabbed a barrel of oil, and oh la la poured a small half barrel of gasoline remaining on the trolley next to it.

On the cart, there is a pile of cash just collected from the house.

Luke looked a little stunned.

This pile is basically US dollars, and some euros and pounds, conservatively estimated at 1000000 US dollars.

Looking at this posture, wouldn’t this bald big man want to do that kind of thing?

Sure enough, the bald big man pulled out a lighter and ignited with a jingle.

Not only the guard and the woman expressed panic, but even a few people in the black hood mobilized their bodies involuntarily.

Luke feels that these guys must also really want to yelled the words “Stop! Thisismoney! (Stop it, this is small money)”.

But there was no hesitation in the movement of the bald big man. Just tossed it lightly, and the lighter fell on the pile of petrol bills.

bang! Tall flames rose.

Luke can hear, almost everyone is breathing in a cool voice: What awesome, you dare to burn!

Even a person like Luke who does not lack money, subconsciously wants to rush in and put out the fire.

However, he instantly restrained this primitive impulse and whispered in his heart: Fortunately, take the money of the dealer to exercise his nerves that treat money as nothing. This is not a loss.

Anyway, he would not burn his own money to exercise.

The bald big man came to the guard: “So, we are not stealing.”

The guard expression was dull, and it seemed to have collapsed.

The bald big man went on to say: “Bring you Boss, this is what we did! Tell him that we and his business are not finished yet.”

Luke hearing this, laughed in my heart: It turned out to be a personal grudge! This is fun.

The black hoods covered up and withdrew and quickly got on the car and left.

Luke thought about it and didn’t follow.

The bald big man is against the traders here, it may be good or bad.

But he is more inclined to the bald big man group is the kind of gray zone people, so is the “Old Acquaintance” he knows, so he doesn’t care about the private grievance of the bald big man and the gang boss.

His current main goal is to find Lisa Feng’s whereabouts.

Because the little boss Pedro was so acquainted, he did not show his intention to resist, and he was just pushed a few times without being injured.

When the black hood was gone, he spoke foul-mouthed to the guard leader: “I paid over this month’s money, and it was burnt. It is your responsibility to guard, not to me.”

The head of the guard looked at him coldly and said: “Pedro, this is Hernan Boss’ money! They came with you, held us, and burned at least a few million dollars. You said it has nothing to do with you?”

Pedro ugly complexion: “I am also held hostage.”

Guardian leader: “I haven’t said anything about this. Don’t want me to talk nonsense, just go with me to see Hernán Boss. You know what Boss has done to the traitors!”

Pedro’s face was pale, his lips trembling, and he said: “You are ruthless.”

He didn’t dare to let this guard tell Hernan what a chaos. 10000 Once Hernan was treated as a traitor, even if he was not directly subordinate to Hernan, he would die terribly.