The next morning, Selena was having breakfast and looked at Luke's expression: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"
Luke ate, and replied casually: "Yes. The one we caught last night is not the only undead monster, there is also one in Brooklyn."
Selena snorted and frowned: "There shouldn't be many such monsters, right? Otherwise, we should have had relevant information long ago."
Luke: "Very few. Last night I specifically screened the information. In the past six months, there have been more than ten suspected cases in the United States, and they are still scattered in various cities."
Selena thought for a while: "Actually, if Bruce the Tyrannosaurus rex in Los Angeles hadn't been intervened by us, he wouldn't have revealed his body, would he?"
Luke nodded: "Don't forget the old Asian man holding a banana and the blond big wave. They belong to a secret agency that specializes in hunting such undead monsters. If you shoot them, you will die without proof. Smartphones were not popular before. There is very little video evidence left."
Selena: "What are you going to do?"
Luke shrugged: "I have put two single-shot black net launchers and an enhanced version of the dark net launcher on the vehicle. But unless it is necessary, the enhanced version should not be used."
Selena: "Why?"
Luke: "Just wait and see for yourself."
Half an hour later, Selena went down to the garage on the first floor, took out the enhanced version of the black net launcher from the rear of the distribution car, and spun it in front of her, looking at it with surprise on her face: "Wow, this big guy is really amazing. so cool."
What can Luke say.
This enhanced version is basically made according to the appearance of the mk19 automatic grenade launcher, but the caliber is expanded to 50mm.
Also, it uses bullet chains.
This also means that as long as there is enough ammunition chain, it can chug and chug non-stop.
It is also for this reason that Luke told Selena not to use it unless absolutely necessary.
As soon as anyone with a heart analyzes this thing, they will know that the cost is high.
It is impossible for nypd to have such insane equipment, and it is easy to attract attention when the two use it.
That is to say, Luke habitually puts safety first and is prepared, otherwise two single-shot black net launchers are enough.
…
That night, there was no problem when the deity patrolled.
But during the night patrol by the avatar, an undead monster was caught again.
When Luke tied the three-meter-tall, slender bamboo pole into a sausage with a rope dart, two "acquaintances" appeared, an old Asian man with a fisherman's hat, and a blonde with big waves in a golden wrap dress .
Seeing the big toy banana raised by Da Bolang, Luke's brain turned, and he suddenly blocked the bamboo pole spirit, and raised his hand to block the bullet that emitted a faint blue light but had no body.
The next moment, Luke froze.
System: Received special fusion-type spiritual energy, the energy fusion ratio has been backed up and can be cloned for use.
What the hell? He looked at the little old man and the big wave opposite, but found that the expressions of the two were different.
The little old man smiled bitterly, as if he wanted to say something.
Da Bo was very dissatisfied: "Damn it, what trouble are you living! Wasting my bullets, there is a quota, there are so many dead ghosts, and there are not enough bullets."
After "wasting my bullet", this sentence became an alien language of ￥#@%*, and Luke had no idea what she was talking about.
Da Bo didn't care whether he understood or not, he pulled the big banana in his hand again, and shot out another blue light bullet.
This time, Luke didn't try to stop him.
The blue light bullet passed over his head and hit the bamboo pole spirit.
The shot from the big wave just hit the bamboo pole spirit's chest, which was blocked by Luke raising his hand.
If he didn't raise his hand now, of course he couldn't block the head of the three-meter-tall bamboo pole spirit.
Boom!
The twisting bamboo pole spirit froze, screamed, and turned into a cloud of gray-black smoke that exploded, quickly turned gray-white, and finally disappeared into the air.
Luke made a casual move, and the rope dart on the ground flew back into his hand.
Inserting the rope dart back to his waist, the blood-red lenses on the mask stared at the two men: "Who are you?"
Da Bo: "Miss your business, beat you bastard. Humph, don't worry about me... woo woo woo"
The little old man covered his mouth and said with a sneer, "I'm sorry, she's reached menopause. But we belong to a special department. If you meet such a ghost again, you can notify us."
Luke was very interested: "How to notify? Call or send Feixun?"
The little old man fumbled in his trouser pocket twice, took out a black object and threw it over.
Luke raised his hand to catch it: "This is... a bb machine?"
Although his face was completely inside the helmet, the little old man on the opposite side seemed to be able to see the "you're kidding me" expression, and explained: "Did you see those three buttons? From left to right, the first one to press Click on the second button and we will arrest people, click on the second button and you can talk to us, and the third button is to leave a message.”
Luke couldn't help cursing secretly: But, why make it a bb machine? Crazy, you guys.
He nodded, put away this thing that looks like a bb machine, but is actually a magically modified version of a satellite phone: "What are they?"
The little old man was a little helpless: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but you won't understand it if I say it."
Luke: "Huh? Then tell me, in case I understand."
Little old man: "Well, they are actually *%￥##, can you understand?"
Luke: "... I really don't understand. Which alien planet's language do you speak?"
The little old man spread his hands: "So I can't help it, as long as I'm #￥%*, you won't understand."
Luke nodded thoughtfully: "I probably understand what's going on. That's fine, I'll contact you if you need anything."
As he said that, flames shot from behind him soaring into the sky, and turned off after reaching more than ten meters in the air. The cloak changed into a hang glider and swept away into the distance.
The little old man watched Luke leave enviously, and murmured: "It's really cool to be able to fly. If I'm still alive, I must be a die-hard fan of Batman... oops."
The little old man was knocked to the ground with a punch, Da Bo wave withdrew his fist bitterly: "I'm such a man. If you dare to put your hand on my mouth again, I'll tie you behind the car and drag you for a day, don't you believe it?"
The little old man covered his face sadly: "Who told you to talk nonsense all the time. Batman is not a bad guy, and he can help us target those dead ghosts. Why is your mouth so smelly? Are you jealous that others are more handsome than you?"
Da Bolang hummed without saying a word, turned his head and walked towards his classic car.
The little old man got up and followed: "Wait, don't you feel ashamed?"
Da Bo: "Nonsense, what am I ashamed of?"
Little old man: "He is not a policeman, but a messenger of justice. You were a policeman back then, but because you were greedy for money... oops"
The little old man knelt down again with his head in his arms.
Da Bo wave withdrew his fist: "It's just that you talk a lot of shit, did the serial farts of that fart ghost feed you enough yesterday!"
The little old man got up from the ground again sadly, and sat in the co-pilot: "If you have something to say, please speak up, why are you so unreasonable?"