Super Detective in the Fictional World

Five Hundred and Forty-Three Chapters Have a Degree of Relaxation, Work and Life 2 Are Correct

? Luke looked strange: "Naked...? Really?"

Vanessa's face flushed a little: "What do you think?"

Luke nodded thoughtfully: "Now, is this matter even?"

Vanessa put her arms around his neck and murmured in his ear, "The amount of money doesn't seem to be enough, right?"

Luke chuckled: "Then let's find a more comfortable place and discuss slowly, how to repay the principal and interest?"

Vanessa didn't say a word, just bit his earlobe lightly with her teeth, obviously she was very interested in how he was going to repay the principal and interest.

On the cross-sea bridge at the moment, Flegg looked at the two corpses in the car and ordered, "Let's go, send these two piles of junk back, maybe they can be used as experimental materials."

A detective beside him glanced at the sea next to him and asked, "Where's the safe?"

As he walked, Flegg said, "Do you still want to fish it up and take it away in front of the Rio police?"

Detectives think so too.

But he heard Flegg whisper: "Find someone skilled in underwater business and sneak it away at night."

The detective smiled.

If there was really that much money in the safe, the prize this time could be divided into at least one hundred and eighty thousand.

He hurriedly asked: "Boss, the one who killed these two hedgehogs, we don't care?"

Flegg got into the car: "Just let the CIA here pay attention."

The detective nodded, got into the driver's seat, and drove away.

For the person who killed the hedgehog brother, they would at most pay attention and not care too much.

After all, from the intelligence point of view, the black man just showed extraordinary precision marksmanship, extremely strong rope skills, and very good driving skills.

These are all in the normal category.

Flegg himself can easily kill or capture such idiots as the Hedgehog Brothers.

empty power,

Extraordinary people without brains and skills are nothing to be afraid of.

Why do most of those extraordinary humans disappear? It's not that they all have a peaceful heart, it's just that they don't have the guts.

The vast majority of transcendents alone cannot resist a small team of well-trained and tacitly coordinated elite soldiers.

Like Flegg and the dozens of agents under him, if they are prepared, they have the power to fight against the vast majority of extraordinary humans.

As long as the extraordinary ability is not a particularly troublesome type, being caught is just a matter of how long it takes.

"Boss, isn't that black guy worse than the average of our group?" the detective driving the car casually chatted.

Flegg hummed: "Almost."

In fact, in his estimation, his teammates should be a little worse than that person, and he might be a little better than the other.

But the gap doesn't make much sense.

The strength of ordinary elites does not have much advantage before the numerical advantage.

Unless it is like a former colleague he knows, who reaches the pinnacle of human combat tactics, in order to exert the terrifying effect of one person is an army.

Flegg himself knows very well that if he is not loyal to the United States, then he is not irreplaceable.

Luke's leisurely itinerary was also meticulous and efficient in the following days.

During the day and Vanessa, a local guide, disguise, visit and play in various attractions in Rio, stay in a hotel at night, and live a double night.

In the middle of the night, after Vanessa fell asleep tiredly, he went out to harvest in good spirits.

Every day, I can go back to the hotel before dawn, sleep for two hours again, and then wake up the long legs of the electric eye to continue to repay the principal and interest.

As the saying goes, there is a degree of relaxation, and both leisure and work are correct.

The experience points in the system skyrocketed wildly at a rate of 3,000+ per day.

It's not his own jurisdiction, it's not the originally peaceful and peaceful city, his method of harvesting experience points is more simple and rude.

Kill a group of people, throw some of the corpses to the dens of the hostile forces, and then kill the people on the other side.

This became a gang fire.

As for why these gangs suddenly merged, no one knows.

But their own members were all dead, and these gangs didn't mean to sit down and reason well, and they just took out the guys and did it.

Fortunately, these fires basically do not involve the tourist areas of the central and southern districts, and Luke and Vanessa's itineraries are basically unaffected.

It rained in Rio today.

Rio, without a clear sky, shows another beauty in the rain.

In the slightly cool and humid sea breeze, Luke hugged Vanessa and slept in a hut by the sea.

This is a single-family villa.

After staying in a building hotel, it is also a pleasure to live in this seaside cottage occasionally.

It was very quiet in the small villa, only the faint sound of the sea breeze and the rain dripping on the roof and the trees outside.

In Luke's arms was Vanessa's smooth and warm body, but he looked at the sky and pondered the next action plan.

With today's interest payments, Vanessa would sleep until dawn.

And the rainy night is more suitable for him to go out to do errands.

Suddenly, the fake phone vibrated.

Luke quickly grabbed the phone and frowned when he looked at the map that suddenly appeared on it and the more than ten red dots on it.

In an instant, he put a T-shirt on Vanessa, who was sleeping beside him, and he ran away.

When he opened the door facing the sea, his figure turned into a blurred shadow, and he rushed across the ten-meter-long plank road in an instant, and plunged into the sea.

Vanessa in his hand also woke up in the sea, with a strange face: "You... uh"

Luke covered her mouth and whispered in her ear, "There is a gunman."

Vanessa immediately closed her mouth consciously, clasped her hands tightly, and let Luke lead her forward quickly in the sea.

In less than 20 seconds, Luke took her to the beach more than 100 meters away, and hid under the porch of another cottage next to her.

"You wait here, don't make a sound, I'll be back soon." He said softly, and wanted to leave.

Vanessa pulled him: "If it's dangerous, don't go."

She had confidence in his fighting ability, but the other party came prepared, but Luke was only wearing shorts.

This situation is too unfavorable.

Luke chuckled and touched under her T-shirt: "I'm not stupid, no problem."

With that, he jumped back into the sea and returned to his house.

Whoosh!

A line of fire suddenly burst out not far away and shot into Luke's hut.

Boom!

There was a sudden burst of fire in the hut, and a fine crackling sound sounded in the house.

Looking at this scene in the sea, Luke raised his brows: Oh, the RPGs have been taken out, or the steel ball prefabricated grenades are used, do you want to turn yourself into a hornet's nest?

After the hut was devastated by this grenade, more than a dozen black shadows approached quickly, kicked the door open and rushed in.

"What about people?"

"There's no one on the bed."

"Nor in the bathroom."

"Go to the beach and see."

Luke saw the opportunity and went ashore on the beach not far from the hut, and his figure quietly disappeared among the bushes and flowers on the shore.

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