Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1110 I Haven't Tried My Best, You All Fell

Luke's broad palm followed, pinched the white dove's throat, and pressed her body against the wall.

The white pigeon wanted to roar, but just barely managed to breathe in a little air, and the palm on her neck completely controlled her voice and breathing.

Then, she heard someone whispering in her ear: "Tell me, who asked you to kill me?"

Dove felt the hand on his neck loosen a little, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

She had heard of the name of Night Demon John, but it was not strong enough to instantly kill her and Night Wolf.

She suspected that she had met other masters.

"John Wick. I'm also called Daredevil." The voice was still calm: "Tell me, who asked you to kill me?"

The white pigeon's brain was spinning, trying to find an opportunity to fight back, so that he and the night wolf could survive.

The next moment, she replied in an unusual way: "Santino Dantino."

As soon as the words came out, she was stunned.

The people behind did not stop: "Are you from a mutual aid society?"

"Yes." The white dove answered again in seconds.

Her expression suddenly became frightened: "You, you can control your mind?"

Otherwise, she hadn't thought about whether to answer, and her mouth started to go bald. What the hell!

The corners of Luke's mouth twitched: Haha, this is pheromone manipulation that is more terrifying than mind control! Miss.

In the desperate eyes of the dove, she was carried into the room, and this process of answering questions lasted for five minutes.

But aside from the first question about the Santino entrusting them to kill, the rest of the questions are all about the current state of mutual aid.

She felt that something was wrong: this Night Demon, does he want to start a mutual aid society?

Unfortunately, even if she understood, she could only explain everything obediently.

After asking for the information he wanted, he asked the final question: "How many innocent people have you killed with your own hands?"

The dove resisted,

But he still answered honestly: "I don't know, maybe there are five or six, maybe seven or eight, I don't know if these people are guilty, but Sloan gave me the list, saying they belonged to the destiny loom. mean."

Luke: "So the destiny loom is just an excuse, you actually know that some people don't necessarily deserve to die, right?"

Dove looked desperate: "Yes. I know several people who never committed a crime, but Sloan said they would be bad people in the future, so I killed them anyway."

Luke nodded: "Any last words?"

A flash of light flashed in Bai Ge's mind: "You said, as long as you dodge your shot, you'll let us go."

Luke pondered for a few breaths and shook his head regretfully: "I'm a person who never talks. But you fell before I shot, so you can only blame you for being too weak."

The white dove was full of despair: "You liar, I curse..."

Click.

Withdrawing his fist, Luke looked at the woman with her head lowered, and sighed: "Bad people are not qualified to ask."

After a while, the white dove disappeared, and the scene was simply cleaned up.

As for the night wolf, Luke punched him to death in the aisle a few minutes ago. When Luke led the white dove into the room for interrogation, the body of the night wolf was taken into the first space.

Now, this pair of killers is neat and tidy.

let go? nonexistent.

The white pigeon is well aware of her indiscriminate killing of innocent people, but she still obeys Sloan's instructions to kill at will.

Such people, male or female, deserve to die.

After dealing with this pair of "foreign aid", it didn't take ten minutes.

The guards of the museum more than 100 meters away, no one heard a few gunshots here, and the banquet inside had just begun.

Luke entered the museum from the back door and walked to the front hall.

There is the main venue for the banquet, and almost all the guests are there, and Santino should also be there.

But when he walked through a passage behind the museum, he was stunned, looked at the other side passage, and immediately turned around and walked over.

Half a minute later, he looked at a silver explosion-proof door under the surveillance head, and laughed in his heart: Interesting, Santino, you've played very smoothly with this trick.

Remaining invisible, he placed a decoder on the combination lock of the blast door, and a series of data streams flashed over the decoder.

In less than 30 seconds, the combination lock lit up with a green indicator light and opened it silently. Luke withdrew the decoder at the same time and jumped up.

Five seconds later, the door was fully opened.

Seven or eight bodyguards looked nervously at the door, but found that the door was empty.

The gate is the same size as the straight passage more than ten meters outside the gate, there is no dead angle, and there is no possibility of someone hiding.

The leader of the bodyguards picked up the walkie-talkie: "Boss, there's no one outside."

The walkie-talkie was silent for a moment, and Santino's voice came: "Got it. Falco, what a break in this! When this is over, I'm going to bankrupt that insurance company..."

No one noticed that when the door slowly opened, a slightly distorted transparent shadow came in from above the door, hung upside down from the ceiling like a spider, and quietly fell seven or eight meters behind the bodyguard.

This is an underground living room with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters.

The entrance is a large hall, which is where the bodyguards stay. After entering, it is the living room and several rooms for living.

The smell of the two people is very obvious, that is Santino and his short-haired female bodyguard.

But Luke didn't go to the two of them right away.

Quietly stood in the corner of the living room for a moment, allowing the sensitive sense of smell to complete the reconnaissance of this underground space.

Sure enough, in addition to the explosion-proof door that came in, there is a safe passage in Santino's bedroom.

Then, Luke started to move and went straight to... the monitoring room.

This is the key location where you can monitor the basement at any time and warn all bodyguards.

And when he sneaked in just now, the optical camouflage would definitely still cause some picture abnormalities.

If the person watching the monitoring is more careful, it is likely that something is wrong.

Of course, it's okay to be noticed, Santino must die.

But before he died, how much residual value Luke could squeeze out of him depended on the smoothness of the action.

Facts have proved that even a major force in the dark side of the world like Kemora, the level of conscientiousness of its members is not much higher than that of ordinary companies, especially in the aspect of monitoring, they are inevitably lazy.

Staring at the immutable monitoring for a long time and discovering all suspicious situations is really not something that people can do.

Intelligent programs are more suitable than humans for surveillance, and this underground living room obviously does not have such high technology.

Luke didn't even get too close. He took out an anesthesia pistol at the door of the monitoring room, and tapped it to the four bodyguards who were watching the monitoring. Turn it off and turn away.

Then there were the group of bodyguards who were in the hallway at the door. He was also invisible. He fired two guns in quick succession, instantly collectively anesthetizing him.

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