Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Luke groaned for a moment, and said in his mouth, "White wolf armor is lifted. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛"

With a clicking noise, the armor on his body automatically shrunk and folded, and became a flat white box behind him again.

He quickly ran to the court to participate in rescue work.

Along the way, he was slightly relieved.

Although there were many injured people, Luke only chose to deal with the most urgent ones. Others could wait for the hospital's emergency personnel. A large number of emergency personnel were on the road.

Looking at the system, just now he has gained more than 2,000 experience points, and he has saved at least 100 lives.

However, Luke heard from the trial just now, whether he pleaded guilty or not impeded his fate.

This is Dukhovic's last madness.

In the buzz, a red-painted emergency helicopter came.

This efficiency is really good and commendable! Luke looked up and thought so.

The helicopter quickly passed over his head and flew towards the courthouse.

He frowned, looking at the helicopter again.

At that glance, he seemed to see someone holding a rifle on the helicopter, which was not right.

The police system has its own helicopter and should not be taken by a hospital rescue helicopter, and the people on it are not dressed like police.

Sure enough, a gunshot was heard from the top of his building, apparently the sound of a rifle firing.

Luke got up, rushed to the court building a few steps, and activated the white wolf armor. The whole man jumped up and jumped on the window several times to reach the top floor of the court.

Luke raised an eyebrow at the landing helicopter.

Two people were running towards the helicopter, and one of them's face became popular recently in Europe-Dukhovic.

Luke unhurriedly pulled out the pistol on the side of his leg.

Snapped!

A mercenary protecting Dukhovic fell on his back.

Snapped! Snapped!

The heads of the two mercenaries who met on the helicopter blossomed.

Duhovich was startled suddenly, turned around and raised his gun, and saw a white Luke coming, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Anyone who delays his escape will die.

Poppy poppy!

The white figure shook twice, flashed the bullet, speeded up sharply, rushed in front of Duhovich, pinched his gun hand, and held him up.

Dukhovic struggled hard, but to no avail.

He only wanted to kick Luke with his feet, and the whole man was turned, and his feet were empty.

Luke took Dukhovic to the edge of the rooftop and let him hang outside the building before turning him over again. He asked, "Tell me the news of the vampire, you can die happier."

Duhovich froze. "What?"

Luke: "How much" food "did you send them, wouldn't you forget it?" Then, he pushed hard.

Dukhovic screamed.

All the right hand he was holding was crushed, and the weight of his whole body was on this right hand.

Luke changed his other hand and raised Dukhovich's left hand: "No more nonsense, I will crush your bones one by one."

Dukhovich gritted his teeth and laughed, "No, you have to ask for their consent first." He looked behind Luke.

Luke didn't have to look back to know that the police had come up.

The corners of his mouth in his mask froze, click!

Dukhovic screamed again, and his left hand also had a powder fracture.

Then his world turned upside down, but Luke hung upside down with his right foot.

"Now, you still have two legs intact. How many bones would you break before you said they could save you?" The cold electronic sound started.

Dukhovic sweated in pain, but yelled, "Save me! Save me!"

Behind Luke, the police finally shouted, "Police, don't move!"

Luke didn't look back, but just bowed his head slightly: "Say, if you die, the news of the vampire family will mean nothing to you."

Duhovich looked at the blue-purple lenses, gnashing his teeth.

Luke sighed suddenly, and said with a bowed head: "Forget it, I admire the hard-bodied, let me go."

Duhovich's eyes flashed with surprise, but suddenly he felt his body drift, and the weightlessness came.

On the wolf-face mask, the blue-purple lenses seemed to flash a mocking light, and gradually walked away from him.

"No ~" Dukhovic screamed in despair, reaching the ground floor in a parabolic way.

Many people downstairs noticed the situation on the top of the building early.

When Luke grabbed Dukhovic and floated, he deliberately chose the side facing the crowd at most.

At the moment, at least two or three hundred people are watching. Even if most of them are injured, they cannot help but be attracted by the events on the roof.

It also included those journalists, and the cameras and camcorders in their hands, which recorded most of the scenes.

Until Duhovich's figure fell from the top of the building, there was a loud sound downstairs.

Huh!

Duhovich's body fell on the iron railings next to the building, his chest was pierced by a row of sharp iron railing heads, and he hung on it, with blood coming out of his mouth.

The last sight in his eyes was the crowd that was gradually surrounding him, and the astonishment and joy in their eyes!

"Duchovic!"

"Duchovic!"

"Dead, Dukhovic is dead!"

"This butcher, he is dead! Hahaha, ohh! Mom and Dad, did you see it? He is dead!"

The burst of shouts grew louder and louder, like a huge wave sweeping away.

More and more people gathered around, watching the butcher stuck at the top of the iron railing, all excited.

Some were laughing, some were crying, some were silently praying, some were throwing stones and trash at the corpse, but they were all relieved without exception.

Dukhovic, the butcher, has not escaped sanctions!

No TV broadcast was needed, and his body was right in front of him.

Many people couldn't help looking at the white figure on the top of the building, trying to see everything clearly.

On the top of the building, the policemen looked at each other: What should we do?

In terms of duty, they should not hesitate to open fire and kill the suspect.

But from the heart, they don't want to do anything to this person.

They have heard from the radio that this white-armored person solved the explosion truck and saved the lives of a large number of people and police.

What's more, ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The killer of this white armor was the butcher Dukhovic who planned the bombing.

The captain of the police finally said: "Be careful, give you two minutes to consider, it is best to surrender to us, otherwise all consequences will be at your own risk."

As she spoke, she waved, and a group of policemen returned to the rooftop.

Luke smiled.

This is a clear reminder that they can only delay for two minutes, and Luke has to run quickly within this time.

He bowed slightly to the captain inside the mouth of the rooftop, left behind his left hand, and stroked his chest with his right hand, and performed a gentlemanly ceremony: "Thank you."

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