Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 503: Man, why don't you let me do it? (1 more)

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Gluttony smugly encouraged: "You'll know if you try it yourself. With my protection, it will be fine."

Selina's heart moved when she heard the words. She exerted force on her feet, jumped up suddenly, and stepped on the edge of the trash can next to her.

Clang! The edge of the metal trash can under Selina's feet collapsed, and her whole body flew up, leaping five or six meters.

Bang! Crash! A small hole appeared on the wall of the third floor.

Bang! Crash! A piece of the wall on the fifth floor broke off.

Selina had already landed lightly on the roof of the fifth floor.

She couldn't believe it: So easy

Gluttony: I can enhance your strength and reaction. But your body is already very strong and flexible, so you can only use it.

Selina was silent for a moment: Let’s go and find Luke.

She ran on the roof and jumped over the five or six meter distance between the two buildings.

As her running speed increased, she took a step forward, exerted force with her foot, stretched her body and flew over the edge of the roof.

Bang! The distance of more than ten meters passed in an instant, and she appeared on the roof of the opposite building.

Selina felt so happy in her heart that she couldn't help but let out a sigh. She quickened her pace and leaped up again with a bang. Her figure was as light as an elf soaring in the dark night.

On the other side, Luke had driven to the target location, an old four-story apartment building.

This was a target he had scouted long ago.

It belongs to Black Bones, one of the gangs that has recently been colluding and planning to deal with the "Ghost Butcher".

This gang is mainly composed of black members, and they like to burn their enemies into black skeletons. In the end, they used this name. It is quite brutal.

After Luke launched the drone, he quickly took action.

He has been studying this gang for quite some time and there is nothing to be afraid of.

He sneaked in quietly, and according to the old rules, he first slipped into the fourth floor and went directly to the leader of the gang.

He knocked the subordinate who was reporting to the gang boss to death with one punch, then tied up the gang boss with cable ties and threw him on the sofa.

He grabbed the gangster's neck with his left hand, took out a fake mobile phone with his right hand and started playing text messages.

This time he used a traditional black accent, from a famous TV actor: "Why do you want to trouble William's wife?"

The black boss stared at him, his eyes were like cow eyes, and the whites of his eyes looked exaggerated: "You are looking for..."

Luke's hands tightened slightly, making him unable to speak. "Wrong answer, one finger."

As he spoke, he raised the little finger and ring finger of his right hand, and stretched and clenched the two fingers like an orchid finger.

With a slight cracking sound, Hei Lao's big and small fingers twisted into an S shape.

His eyes widened even further and he struggled all over, but was unable to escape the big hand on his neck.

Luke played the question again: "Why bother with William's wife?"

The gangster boss finally changed his words this time: "Are you William's men? He's dead, why are you still protecting his wife?"

"Wrong answer, second finger." Luke raised his index finger again and stretched it towards the gangster's hand.

The gangster could only make heavy gasping sounds from his strangled throat and struggled again.

Unfortunately it's useless.

In his horrified and desperate eyes, the ring finger next to the little finger was bent into a V shape.

"Why are you picking on William's wife?" He repeated the question for the third time.

This time, the gangster boss didn't hesitate any more and gave in decisively.

He finally realized that no one took him seriously.

He still has eight fingers, and people can pinch them one by one. If the mood is good, they can pinch them again in reverse.

Not satisfied at all, he also has toes and countless bones throughout his body.

Some people might be able to endure this endless torture, but he couldn't.

"Money. We found out that William had a large sum of money in a secret account. Now that he is dead, this account can only be in the hands of his wife." The gangster boss answered quickly.

Luke raised his eyebrows and typed, "Won't his wife take the money?"

The gangster said: "The money is in an anonymous account. It will be very difficult for his wife to transfer it out. We know that the money has not been touched."

Luke thought about it and played another question: "What do you want to do with the money?"

He asked this question with some consideration.

There are many wealthy people in Los Angeles. Even if William was a gangster, he is dead and Margaret has sold most of her illicit assets. Logically, there is no need to keep an eye on her and use such hasty means.

If you really want to get your hands on Margaret, you can find a place to kidnap her unexpectedly, interrogate her slowly, and get all the money you want.

But the Black Bone gang was too impatient.

Gangster Boss: "We recently wanted to unite several forces to find the Phantom Butcher. But this requires a large sum of money, and no one is willing to pay it, so we negotiated to get some money from other places. The people of the Demon Saints provided this information and let us take action."

Luke suddenly realized.

The Demon Saints are another gang that is involved in collusion.

Of course, it costs money to deal with me. If they really get William's money, whether these people will use it to collude is another matter.

Suddenly, his expression changed and he played another question: "Hand over your secret account."

The gangster boss was in a dilemma.

He's not stupid.

As long as he handed over the secret account, he would be useless, and the man in front of him would definitely not let him live.

It hurt to have a broken finger, but he was more afraid of death.

Luke laughed in his heart and played the question again: "Hand over your secret account."

"Hey, man, it's not efficient to ask like that. How about letting me do it and we split the money 50-50?" A voice sounded by the window.

Luke turned his head and saw a guy wearing a light blue T-shirt, jeans with many rhinestones, and a pair of worn boots standing lazily by the window.

The corners of his mouth curled up under the hood, and he typed a word: "Okay." He raised his hand and pushed the black boss over.

The man in the pink and blue T-shirt on the other side grabbed the black boss and said, "Haha, thank you. Wait, what do you want to do?"

Luke opened the door and said, "You interrogate him first. I'll go downstairs to "clean up."

I stared at the pink and blue T-shirt for a moment, then saw Luke disappear at the door.

He murmured, "It seems that my mission is to eliminate these gang members who are causing trouble? If he completes it... Will Harry deduct my money?"

Having said that, he hit the gangster casually, knocking him unconscious, and chased him out of the door.

When he chased to the corridor, he saw two gangsters had fallen down on the stairs.

He quickened his pace: "No, no, if we continue like this, he will kill us all."

As he said this, he leaped down from the third floor and just in time saw Luke holding a baseball bat in his hand. With two clangs, he hit two more gangsters to death.