Super Detective in the Fictional World

Thinking of two days, the scene of the fairy meeting in the night of New York, Luke's mouth turned up.

What is the killer? You must have at least one life in your hand to be a killer, and the number of killers is proportional to your level.

A top killer in the industry does not make a "big business" with ten votes and eight votes, then he cannot afford to be a top word.

And he had long speculated that in the system's judgment rules, the killer ≈ bad guys, the number of kills they represent represents the amount of experience points in the system.

Killing without justification, or even killing innocent people with justification, cannot escape the system's bad judgement.

How many of these killers for money will show mercy to innocent people?

Luke felt that if there was such a conscientious killer, he would recognize his deduction.

Therefore, these killers are not enemies in his eyes, but a group of ... elite monsters and even boss monsters.

Thinking of this, he was in a good mood and could not help humming the song: "theytoldhidon039tyouevercearoundhere ..."

Selina glanced at him aside and said nothing.

These days, this guy likes to hum two times when he is okay, a typical good mood.

It should be happy to have your favorite lab in hand. She thought so.

Luke has always liked to tinker with those mechanical things, including but not limited to warframes, portable equipment, drones, cars, and motorcycles.

Not only did he make new ones, he also specialised in repairing some old and worn-out old mechanical products and putting them at home as display items.

This hobby looks like a middle-aged person who likes nostalgia.

A man is a child who will never grow up!

Selina stopped thinking about it and asked, "Continue to investigate the surroundings of these targets in the afternoon?"

"No, I'll find an acquaintance first." Luke shook his head and said casually: "Dial Wade Wilson's number." The car phone started dialing immediately.

Selina stunned: "Why are you looking for this bitch?"

While listening to the beeping wait sound, Luke said casually, "He is a snake in New York, and he is in the mercenary business. Do you know this ten-million-dollar business?"

Selena thought so.

It wasn't her stupidity, it was the memory of Wade's scum that impressed her so much that hearing the name gave her the urge to pull a gun.

The phone did not respond to the automatic disconnection. Luke smashed it. "Send a text message to Wade and tell his patrons to find him to sell news. The information fee is five hundred dollars."

The car program executed the command again, and as a result ... it still didn't respond.

Selina looked at Luke, hey straight.

Not many people can make Luke return without success, and Wade is unique.

Luke was not angry.

He is generally not angry with others, and it is even more unnecessary to be angry with a **** like Wade.

"Send another message and tell him that if I don't return the call, I will take the 30 that Willand paid him last time as a commission agent fee," he said again.

In an apartment in New York, Vanessa, who was watching TV with Wade, took the phone, and said, "Maybe it's important." Wade paralyzed on the sofa, one Her hand was still holding her leg in an untruthful way: "I need to rest more. The last mission was exhausting me."

Vanessa smiled and stepped on his face with bare feet, kicking the tired guy: "You haven't had enough rest for months?"

Wade's dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and he won't let go. "Dear, why do I need to rest, don't you count?"

Vanessa gave him a kind of charming white eyes, ignored the strange number without any label, and opened a new message.

Glancing twice, she immediately threw the phone to Wade.

Wade was caught off guard and he was knocked on the bridge of the nose by the Nokia brand brick, with a sobbing pain: "Oh, my face, I'm handsome, a face that can be eaten with rice!"

Vanessa: "Your patrons are looking for you, and say that if you don't call him back, he will ask you for the agency fee for the Willand mission."

Wade covered his face, never forgetting to sneer: "Daydreaming! No one wants to take money from my hand ..."

As a result, Vanessa's smiling face was seen, and he quickly added: "My money is your money."

Vanessa was so angry and funny that she couldn't help banging his cheek with her feet: "I want your money?"

Wade immediately shook his head: "No, you are raising me these days."

Vanessa is helpless: "Well, hurry up the phone. Didn't you say you want to have a Christmas party? Without money, are you going to let your friends drink tap water?"

Wade said while looking at his cell phone message, "It's Christmas! It's my favorite! It belongs to both of us. I won't call anyone. Well, even if they come, they have to bring their own drinks."

At this time, he finally saw the two text messages.

Staggered, he tilted his head to think about it, could not help but spend a sound of q, immediately began to broadcast the number.

Vanessa is curious ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ People who can make Wade so active are really patrons? Or did he owe the other party a lot of money, such as ... agency fees?

Wade noticed her expression and silently made a mouthful "Big Kay."

Vanessa got it.

No matter how much money those patrons give, Wade's mouth is just Kaizi, only the difference in size.

Then she saw a charming smile on Wade's face: "Hey, Boss Luke, I haven't seen you for a long time. What business needs me?"

In the car, Luke laughed: "Mr. Wilson, it's not easy to get through your phone, will it bother you?"

Of course bother! Wade still grasped Vanessa's leg, muttering in his heart, but immediately denied: "No, no. That information fee ..."

Luke: "It's inconvenient on the phone. Let's meet later."

Wade was pleased: "Oh, boss Luke, I'm back to New York now. If you want to meet and talk in detail, I may need to subsidize a little travel expenses. I do n’t have a high demand for air tickets, business class is fine, and the hotel is four stars It ’s okay. The last time I went to that Four Seasons Hotel, the toilet was leaking, and the sound of the water kept me awake for a few days ... ”

This is not just enough to take Vanessa to Los Angeles for a free holiday before Christmas, but also to sunbathe on the beach, and then hehe. The small idea in someone's mind has come out in tons.

In the car, Selina couldn't help but cursed a bitch.

Luke was calm.

You can be angry with anyone, but you must not be angry with Wade, it will only torture yourself happy Wade.

He just interrupted: "Mr. Wilson, I'm in New York."

"... It's best if the room is a double bed, a round one, so I won't roll down and fall, uh, what do you say?" Wade said again after he closed his mouth and asked suddenly.