Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 1111: I haven't even tried hard yet, and you guys have already fallen down (1 more)

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Luke's large palm followed, grabbed Bai Ge's throat, and pressed her body against the wall.

Bai Ge wanted to roar, but she could only breathe in a little air. The hand on her neck completely controlled her voice and breathing.

Then, she heard someone whisper in her ear: "Tell me, who asked you to kill me?"

Bai Ge felt the hand on his neck loosen a little, and he couldn't help but ask through gritted teeth: "Who are you?"

She had heard of the name of Night Devil John, but he was not strong enough to kill her and Night Wolf instantly.

She suspected that she had met another master.

"John Wick. Some people also call me Night Stalker." The voice was still calm: "Tell me, who asked you to kill me?"

Bai Ge's mind was racing as he tried to find an opportunity to fight back, so that he and Night Wolf could survive.

The next moment, she answered in an unusually straightforward manner: "Santino Dantonio."

As soon as she said this, she froze.

The person behind him didn't stop: "Are you from the mutual aid association?"

"Yes." Bai Ge answered again in seconds.

She suddenly looked horrified: "You, you can do mind control?"

Otherwise, she wouldn't even think about answering before she started talking nonsense. What the hell!

Luke's mouth curled up: "Haha, this is pheromone control, which is more terrifying than mind control! Madam."

Under Bai Ge's desperate eyes, she was carried into the room, and the process of being asked and answered every question lasted for five minutes.

But except for the first question about Santino commissioning them to kill people, the following questions were all about the current situation of the mutual aid society.

She felt something was wrong: Could it be that this night demon was planning to attack the Mutual Aid Association

Unfortunately, even if she understood, she could only confess everything.

After asking for the information he wanted, he asked the final question: "How many innocent people have you killed personally?"

White Dove resisted extremely, but still answered honestly: "I don't know, maybe five or six, maybe seven or eight. I don't know if these people are guilty, but Sloan gave me the list and said it was the meaning of the Destiny Loom."

Luke: "So the Loom of Destiny is just an excuse. You actually know that some people don't necessarily deserve to die, right?"

Bai Ge's face was full of despair: "Yes. I know several people who have never committed any crime, but Sloan said they will become bad guys in the future, so I killed them anyway."

Luke nodded: "Any last words?"

An idea suddenly occurred to Bai Ge: "You said that as long as we can dodge your bullet, you will let us go."

Luke groaned for a few breaths, then shook his head regretfully: "I always keep my word. But you fell before I even fired a shot, so you can only blame yourself for being too weak."

Bai Ge's face was filled with despair: "You liar, I curse..."

Click.

Luke retracted his fist, looked at the woman with her head down, and sighed: "Bad people have no right to make demands."

After a while, the white dove disappeared and the scene was simply cleaned up.

As for Night Wolf, Luke had killed him with a punch in the hallway a few minutes ago. When Luke brought Bai Ge into the room for interrogation, Night Wolf's body was put into Space No. 1.

Now, the killer pair is complete.

Let go? Not happening.

Bai Ge was well aware that she had killed innocent people indiscriminately, but she still followed Sloan's instructions and killed people at will.

People like this, regardless of whether they are men or women, deserve to die.

It took less than ten minutes to deal with this pair of "foreign aid".

None of the guards at the museum, more than a hundred meters away, heard the gunshots here, as the banquet inside had just begun.

Luke entered the museum through the back door and walked towards the front hall.

That was the main venue for the banquet. Almost all the guests were there, and Santino should be there too.

But when he was walking through a passage at the back of the museum, he was stunned, looked towards another side passage, and immediately changed direction and walked over.

Half a minute later, he looked at the silver explosion-proof door under the surveillance camera and laughed in his heart: Interesting, Santino, you are very good at escaping.

Staying invisible, he placed a decoder on the combination lock of the blast-proof door, and a series of data streams flashed across the decoder.

In less than thirty seconds, the green indicator light on the combination lock lit up and it opened silently. Luke took back the decoder and jumped up.

Five seconds later, the door opened completely.

Seven or eight bodyguards looked outside the gate nervously, but found that it was empty.

The gate and the more than ten-meter-long straight passage outside the gate are the same size. There are no blind spots, so there is no possibility of anyone hiding.

The leader of the bodyguards picked up the intercom and said, "Boss, there's no one outside."

The intercom was silent for a moment, and then Santino's voice came: "Got it. Falco, what a broken door! When this is over, I will sue that insurance door company into bankruptcy..."

No one noticed that when the door slowly opened, a slightly twisted transparent shadow came in from above the door, moved upside down on the ceiling like a spider, and then quietly landed seven or eight meters behind the bodyguard.

This is an underground living room with an area of more than 200 square meters.

There is a large hall at the entrance, which is where the bodyguards stay. After entering, there is a living room and several rooms.

The smell of two people was very obvious, it was Santino and his personal short-haired female bodyguard.

But Luke did not go to find these two people immediately.

He stood quietly in the corner of the living room for a moment, allowing his sensitive sense of smell to complete the reconnaissance of this underground space.

Sure enough, in addition to the explosion-proof door for entering, there is also a safe passage near Santino's bedroom.

Then, Luke took action and headed straight for... the monitoring room.

This is the key location that can monitor the basement at any time and warn all bodyguards.

And when he sneaked in just now, the optical camouflage must have caused some abnormalities in the picture.

If the person watching the surveillance video is more careful, they may notice something is wrong.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if he is discovered, Santino must die.

However, how much surplus value Luke can squeeze out of him before he dies depends on how smoothly the operation goes.

Facts have proven that even for a major dark power like the Camorra, the level of diligence of its members is not much higher than that of ordinary companies. Especially when it comes to monitoring, they inevitably slack off.

It is really not possible for a human to stare at the unchanging surveillance camera for a long time and discover any suspicious situation.

When it comes to surveillance, intelligent programs are more suitable than humans, but this underground living room obviously doesn't have such high technology.

Luke didn't even get too close. He took out a tranquilizer pistol at the door of the monitoring room and fired a shot at each of the four bodyguards watching the surveillance. He checked the monitoring equipment and made sure it had no wireless transmission or remote storage function. Then he turned it off and left.

Then came the group of bodyguards at the entrance and the hall. They were also shot down by him at lightning speed with two guns fired at them, and they were all anesthetized in an instant.