Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 339 I Have a Bottle of 82-Year-Old Lafite

Still, Martin's hometown is El Paso, farther south in Shackleford, near the Mexican border, which is notoriously chaotic.

Therefore, although Martin is not covered by a systematic father like Luke, he has also developed a skilled killing technique.

Palmer also said this sentence, can't blame Luke for taking too much care of his colleagues.

Palmer took the two into the room next to the interrogation room, and the two dea agents next to them just glanced at them and said nothing.

The people were all handed over by Luke. In today's matter, Luke and the two are on the same front.

The interrogation lasted an hour.

Luke watched in the observation room next door, his face was calm, and Selena was as usual.

Starting with the Carlos family, the two have no sympathy for drug dealers.

The two gunmen happened to be the backbone of a drug dealer gang.

Not to squeeze out the information they knew, Luke would headshot these two guys on the spot.

Palmer came out with a tired face, looked at Luke and smiled apologetically: "I didn't scare you just now, did I?"

Luke grinned and gave a thumbs up: "I like your work efficiency."

Palmer chuckled and nodded: "The creator should be hiding in Webern Consulting."

As she spoke, she took out a file and turned to a page: "Stafford-White, corporate legal person and president."

Luke looked at her: "Come on,

Or are we going? "

Palmer pondered for a while: "If you can, let me here..." Her face was a little embarrassed.

Luke raised his hand: "No problem. Remember, you owe me a favor."

Palmer froze for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Okay."

Human affection is the most unwilling thing for a person like her to owe.

In the same way, Luke is very reluctant to owe someone a favor now.

Because this kind of favor means that even if you violate the rules in the future, you have to repay, otherwise your character will soon be ruined.

Luke laughed: "Don't worry, I won't keep it for too long."

Palmer nodded silently.

Luke: "However, it's the same sentence, we have to follow. We won't intervene in other issues until we find out who is behind the scenes against you."

Palmer rolled his eyes: "Then your favor will be discounted."

Luke nodded decisively: "No problem." Anyway, this favor is not for himself, so he doesn't care.

The crowd drove, went out, and headed to Stafford-White's residence.

More than 20 minutes later, three cars and five people arrived at a high-end apartment building.

After entering, Palmer showed the police officer card to the administrator and security, and everyone was there waiting for the elevator.

At night, the eighteen-story apartment building was sparsely populated.

As the elevator came down, the tip of Luke's nose moved, and he tapped a few times on Selena's arm beside him with a regular and short rhythm.

Selena understood in seconds, and shouted, "Oh, I should have gone to the toilet just now. You go up first, don't wait for me."

Saying that, she walked to the administrator with an embarrassed face: "Excuse me, is there a bathroom here?"

The administrator was stunned for a while, then hesitated: "Sorry, there is no public toilet here."

Selena's face became even more embarrassing: "Can I borrow your bathroom?"

The administrator snorted, very surprised, but did not immediately agree.

He didn't notice that when Selena was talking to him, Luke had already stepped forward and said, "Palmer, how about having dinner together when we're done? I have a bottle of 1982 Lara Phil."

Palmer was stunned for a while, and then his face was as usual: "Impossible. How can you buy that thing!"

Luke leaned over with a bit of a hippie smile: "That might be in 2002, I've never been very sensitive to numbers."

Behind the two, the other two dea agents looked at each other: what are you doing? Isn't it bad to act like this on the way to the mission?

At this moment, the elevator dinged and slowly opened.

Luke had already taken the opportunity to chat, leaned behind Palmer, suddenly hugged the beautiful woman, rolled over and rolled out.

Puff puff puff!

Just as the elevator door opened, two gunmen with uzi inside opened fire.

At the same time, the administrator at the reception desk changed his face, showing a fierce look, he took out the pistol under his arm, raised it and aimed it at... Selena in front of him.

Selena seemed to be attracted by the sound of the elevator door opening over there, and just turned her head to look, looking unprepared.

But just when the administrator started to draw the gun, Selena's hands on the counter slammed, and the whole person flew up and lay down on the reception desk, with her legs slanting upwards and passing through the administrator's armpits. , slammed into his neck.

Her hands grabbed the manager's right arm holding the gun, and with the strength of her legs, she pulled and twisted.

Click!

The administrator wailed.

Selena, however, showed no mercy, and slammed the wrists in her palms violently.

Click! This time, the administrator couldn't even scream in pain, and held his breath helplessly with his mouth wide open.

The gun in his hand also fell on Selena, and she swept it away and flew to the corner.

Then Selena pulled out her gun, smashed the butt of the gun on the administrator's forehead, stunned the other party, and then rolled over and hid in the counter.

Over there, Luke rolled out with the beautiful Palmer in his arms, rolling and crawling very embarrassed, but he moved extremely quickly and hid into the corner of the stairs seven or eight meters away.

His movements were bizarre and fast, and the two gunmen with uzi micro-punches did not keep up, and the puff puff bullets could only follow, hitting the open space behind them all the way.

Hiding in the corner, Luke threw Palmer back, pulled out Glock under his arm, raised his hand and waited for a few seconds.

clap clap! clap clap!

The two gunmen who had only emerged from the second floor screamed and rolled down.

Luke was too lazy to look at it, and when they fell to the corner platform halfway up, he pulled the trigger again.

Snapped! Snapped!

The two gunmen immediately stopped calling.

Luke then looked at Palmer, raised his hand and made a few gestures, telling her to be alert to the direction upstairs.

This big beauty is also not a pure vase, although her appearance is enough to be a big beautiful vase.

When Luke killed the two gunmen who came downstairs, she had already pulled out the gun in her waist.

It was a Beretta 92fs, expensive and beautiful little guy.

Seeing that the beautiful detective was so calm, Luke was very satisfied. He pretended to touch his left hand in his arms, and a small mirror appeared in his hand.

Of course he has better stuff, but Palmer is behind it, and playing too high-tech to expose his cards is not good.

In fact, he was a cover up even in the mirror.

The moment the mirror in his left hand was stretched out, the Glock in his right hand also stuck out the muzzle.

clap clap!

"Ah!" With a scream, a gunman who was approaching was shot twice in the upper body and fell down.

Luke's expression remained the same, and he slightly adjusted the muzzle.

Snapped!

The gunman's head blossomed, and the screams stopped abruptly.

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