Selina just sighed and returned to the topic: "What should we do about this case?"
Luke: "As for the police department, we have made it clear that we will not interfere."
Selina burst out laughing: "Then tonight, are we going out for a drive?"
Luke's lips curled up. "After working as a decorator for a week, I think it's time to brush up on our practical skills."
…
At nine o'clock in the evening, Selina stood in the basement and heard Luke say behind her: "OK, you can look in the mirror now."
Hearing this, she took a few steps forward and stood in front of a mirror on the wall. She looked at herself in the mirror and asked, "Where is the original Best suit? Don't you need it anymore?"
Luke smiled and said, "They are experimental subjects, mainly to collect your data and usage habits. Best and Terminator have become a little famous in Los Angeles again, so we can't let them appear in New York, at least not in the short term."
Selina sighed.
Luke knew what she was thinking and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll keep the Best Armor. If you like it, I'll put it here in a few days as a souvenir."
When Selina heard this, she nodded quickly: "Okay."
Luke: "Isn't it time to pay attention to the Best II in you?"
Selina stretched her body, did a back flip, then a cartwheel, pressed her hands onto the workbench, and then did a backflip off the workbench. "Yeah, it seems to have less impact on the movements, and the weight is also very light."
As she spoke, she ran forward a few steps, did a cartwheel and a front handspring, and landed with a straight-body front somersault and a 180-degree turn. "Such a violent movement is basically silent, and it is much more concealed."
Luke reminded: "The auxiliary system has also been modified. It can be linked to the supporting drone and operated by voice. We will try the specific functions later."
Selina nodded: "Why don't you change your equipment?"
Luke chuckled and opened an equipment cabinet on the wall next to him.
Selina looked at the equipment, a little confused: "What is this?"
Luke quickly put on this ordinary-looking equipment and said with a smile, "Remember the bullseye?"
Of course Selina remembered that this guy was one of the few extraordinary humans who shot Luke and still ran away.
She nodded. "The sharpshooter in the Donut Murders, who later killed one of Harrison's squads and committed a series of bombings. What does this equipment have to do with him?"
Luke hummed, and put the black Zorro hat on the smiley face helmet to fix it: "Bullseye blew up his men when he was avoiding being hunted by "him", which caused the series of explosions." As he said this, he pointed to the smiley face on his helmet.
Selina understood immediately: "Did you beat Bullseye away?"
Luke laughed through the external microphone of his helmet. His laughter was deep and magnetic, and his London accent came out: "No, he beat me away."
Selina rolled her eyes. “Okay, what’s “his” name?”
"v!"
A few minutes later, the two were running on the rooftops of New York buildings.
Selina jumped up at a trot, and the small jet device on her back turned on for half a second, providing a slight lift. She then flew over a distance of more than 20 meters and landed on a nearby building.
The moment her gloves and toes touched the wall, they provided enough suction force to support her weight, and then disappeared in an instant.
At this time, she had finished exerting her strength and moved upwards.
After playing it a few times, she went from being cautious at the beginning to being very excited. She no longer climbed the building like a gecko, moving all four limbs at the same time. Instead, she tapped the wall with her hands and feet in turn, and then jumped up a bit.
"This suit of armor is really fun," she excitedly called out to Luke over the intercom.
Luke: "Just get used to it slowly. I'll take you to practice wingsuit flying when I have time. Then I can add the flying function to it, so you can glide like Batman."
Selina's eyes lit up. "Really? That's great. But what's wrong with this... outfit of yours? Why do I feel like it's just a set of clothes?"
Luke: "You're right, it really doesn't have many functions." As he spoke, he, like Selina, used the instantaneous adhesion function of his feet to move forward on the wall.
However, Selena's body was parallel to the stairs, and she used her toes to touch the floor to exert force.
But he was at right angles to the stairs, as if he were standing upstairs, and walked at a leisurely pace, just able to keep up with her speed.
v will not use too many high-tech equipment, after all, this account is a bit like Batman.
Therefore, this set of equipment is more like clothing, providing a certain degree of protection, plus camouflage to conceal the identity, and several small functions for use.
To use gaming terms, Batman uses plate armor, Beidou uses leather armor, and V is just a piece of cloth at most.
However, apart from the elementary telekinesis and elementary annihilation, V can use most of the abilities, depending on whether they are needed, and his combat effectiveness is not bad either.
I just don't know when my old "friend" Bullseye will hear the news of my appearance.
Bullseye’s expression at that time must be very interesting.
Luke raised the corner of his mouth and landed gently beside Selina.
At this moment, the two of them were standing on the edge of a building with more than 30 floors. In the distance, the street lights were like a river, and the building lights were like stars, creating a brilliant and prosperous scene.
"So beautiful!" Selena couldn't help but exclaim.
Even Los Angeles can't compare to this place.
Because this is Manhattan, New York, the most densely populated place in the world, where countless money and skyscrapers converge.
"Let's go. My fists are thirsty." Luke said with a smile.
The two men flew down and rushed into an old building not far away.
In the lobby on the ground floor of the building, several people were discussing something excitedly. More than a dozen women, stripped down to their underwear, were packing the goods, while four or five armed guards were patrolling back and forth.
"It's finally our turn to get rich." A middle-aged white man roared excitedly.
Another white man quickly agreed: "Owen, you are so smart. The Black Mask has been looking for trouble with Asians and Russians almost every day. Their goods have been taken away by the Black Mask several times. The supply of goods in this area is tight now. We can at least raise the price of this batch of goods and make a 30% profit."
The middle-aged white man named Owen said bitterly: "This was originally our territory, but we were careless and allowed Kingpin and the Asians to squeeze in. Now is the time for us to take back our territory."
As soon as he said this, several of his men beside him shut up subconsciously.
It would be nice to make a fortune while the Kingpin and the Asians are in trouble.
But going to war with Kingpin and taking back the lost territory? Don't be ridiculous. Even when they were at their strongest, they were not as powerful as Kingpin is now.