Super Detective in the Fictional World

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The Glock in his hand also lifted slightly, swinging left and right. Bookmark this site ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

Snapped! Snapped!

The hospital immediately lost one patient with hematuria and one with concussion.

Michael's eyes widened: "WTF!"

Luke pulled Jincaide up and went on the run: "He fired first."

As he said in his mouth, he had dragged his black bald head to the rooftop.

Three people came to the rooftop, and the sound of the propeller came from far away.

"Well, you can't run off the roof this time," Luke said.

Michael followed, and the three looked at each other.

boom!

The rooftop door was knocked open, and a group of heavily armed special police rushed in. After searching around for a while, the "clear" report sounded one after another, and nothing was found.

Downstairs, Luke laid his black bald head on the ground: "You don't seem to sprinkle! Climbing the scaffolding can come down, why not jump off the building?"

Kinkade: "... how do I know that you can jump down with your arms around me."

On the side, Michael borrowed four or five times on the construction scaffolding and fell to the ground: "Don't talk nonsense, let's try to find a car and run quickly. Don't make a life again? I'm a security, not a killer, OK ? "

Going on like this, he feels that instead of returning a Class 3A security qualification certificate, he will eat a jail in an advanced jail for a lifetime.

The three sneaked into a car off a street.

Luke made a decisive decision the moment Michael opened the door.

He threw Kinkade into the back seat, and he got into the co-pilot with his butt.

Michael drove off and the three set off again.

Kinkade was dissatisfied: "Hey, what's this smell! It looks like a pit in the back ... wait, isn't this the car you drive now?"

Michael was silent.

Kim Kade was annoyed: "I remember that you didn't drive Jaguar before? What happened to this broken car! Before we put it, we didn't even steal the soaring thing. Hey, that banker won't really Is this fried? Is this a "functional drink"? Why do I smell a piss, "

Luke silently took out a mask strap from his backpack and opened the window a little.

But he was silent, but the other two in the car were not idle.

Kinkad's sullen old guy kept whispering at Michael, completely scoring him out.

Similarly, Michael, who was hit hard enough, also revealed Kinkade's foundations.

Michael Bryan, once a CIA, later moved to security.

Relying on the experience and relationships of the CIA, he got a 3A rating a few years ago, specifically to fool the rich to pay a lot of money to keep things safe.

As a result, he lost a big business.

The 3A-level evaluation flew away, and his life fell into disappointment.

King Kade has a large number of cases. He has been a long-time prisoner who is an alcoholic father. In that environment, he has entered and exited the prison many times at a young age.

As a killer and security, the two have fought many times, basically tied.

But in mind, **** is still old and spicy.

Look at Jin Kaide, a shot was taken on his leg, and he was chased by police and mercenaries, still laughing and joking.

What makes him better than Michael is that his mentality is ... very strong.

Even in the midst of suffering, I didn't frown, but tried to make myself more alive, laughing and scolding as I wanted.

It wasn't like Michael's wry face, hate the air.

After driving a bit, Michael stopped the car at a bar alley: "We're going to change cars, and they can notice my license plate from surveillance."

Within a minute, the three changed their cars again.

This time Luke took the initiative to sit in the back seat.

The new car was made by Kinkade. He smashed the glass of the driver's seat with one punch and completed the car action in seconds.

Although Luke could easily open the door of this old Mercedes, he didn't want to be deducted for points.

Now the car was stolen by the two, and they drove away. It had nothing to do with him.

The old Mercedes was also Mercedes, and no banker had cracked the back door inside. Luke chose a more relaxed and comfortable back row this time.

One old, one young, one black and one white, the two dumb-mouthed guys finally got together and started the British duo show.

Luke was in the back row, took out the lollipop leisurely and ate, and became a salty fish crowd.

He didn't dare to do that in the previous car, he always felt that it would give the lollipop a taste of water.

Kincaid also found the stock of a British drunk driver—a stainless steel jug.

When he opened it and smelled it, he nodded with satisfaction and sipped: "This whiskey is good, but unfortunately there is no ice cube. Say, how did you become like this? A few years ago, a pair of socks were worth more than the full set now, and the customer was killed Yet?"

Michael's mouth twitched: "What's the use of saying that? How about you, as an international killer, was caught by the rookie of Interpol?"

"Of course it's because of ... love! Child." Jin Kaide sighed quietly.

"I was doing a business in Arizona at the time and I got a call from the hospital saying that my wife was hit by a car and her life was dying and she was being rescued. The hospital said that they must have the signatures of their families before they can proceed to the next operation, so It took me a few more minutes to finish the business, and I didn't have time to finish the business. I took the plane and returned to Mexico City. "Speaking of this, he was silent.

Michael: "Then?"

Kinkade laughed: "As a result, when I rushed into the emergency room with sweat, more than twenty Interpols pointed me at guns."

Luke asked, "Where is Sonia now?"

He didn't think that Kincaid would be obedient when he was pointed at by 20 Interpol.

This old guy was very guilty of operation, and the Interpol was just ordinary goods for him.

Sure enough, Kinkade responded silently: "She was put in the Interpol Detention Centre in Amsterdam."

"What crime did she commit?" Luke wondered.

Kinkade remained silent for a longer time before finally answering: "Fall in love with me?"

Lukeby gave him an international gesture, but he was deeply impressed.

Without his wife in hand, how could Kinkade be honestly caught by Interpol.

Sonia estimates that nothing has happened ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Even if you commit an offence, you should eat a country's jail instead of being detained by Interpol.

No wonder this guy Jin Kaide can't get up. It turned out to be the woman who was pinched by his favorite.

"Being trapped in love!" A black bald head laughed and laughed at himself, without much despair: "It's like your Agent Russell, letting your security rating fall and fall to the lowest level, it makes no difference."

"Well, you're still an eavesdropper." Michael murmured.

Kim Kaide: "You complained so loudly, like a child who was unsuccessful in finding a mother for sugar. I don't think it will be hard to hear ..."

Michael: "You know so much about love, don't you write a poem? Maybe you can publish it in the newspaper."

Kim Kade laughed out loud: "Haha, listen! Lifeisahighwayandit \ 'smightyfuxkinglong ...

Nobodygetsoutalivenobodygetsoutalive ~ "