The wanton life of a certain beauty

Whoops!

It's better to come early than to come early.

Booker, who had just stepped out of the elevator and was still thinking about how to find this guy, looked at the black man who also walked out of the door, carrying a black bag, and seemed to be planning to destroy the body and eliminate traces. He raised his head and said [Insight Technique] was thrown over.

[Name: "Becky Norton"]

[Level: "9"]

[HP: "25/190"]

[Status: "Fan"]

[Lineup: Hostile (killable)]

【击杀可爆出：“经验值（10%）物品类（90%）、英雄卡（0.5%）、技能类（0.5%）、游戏币（100-10000）”】

Look!

This is why Booker, after much deliberation, chose the New York Police Department as his career.

The cat catches the mouse.

The police catch the bad guys.

Justified!

As long as he is identified as a suspect in a certain case, Booker has already killed these targets and received generous rewards just like a game character killing monsters in the game!

This is also...

The reason why George likes to watch Booker so closely is because, in Booker's less than three years of police career, not a single suspect who fell into Booker's hands came to court alive. .

This is what it's like when you're a patrol officer.

The same is true when subduing police officers.

Now, Booker, who has become an undercover police detective, is even more like this.

Detective Booker is ruthless!

This sentence cannot be said to be famous in the criminal world of New York City, but it can also be said to keep ordinary thieves away from Booker's jurisdiction.

Fortunately, Booker is a serious case detective from the main bureau, not from a certain branch. The shyness of ordinary small criminals has had a bad impact on Booker, but it will not cause Booker to completely lose his upgrade experience. origin of.

"Hi!"

"..."

Becky Norton, who had just walked out of the room and was about to find a place to throw away the bloody clothes she wore last night, felt something was wrong after meeting Booker.

at this time.

Booker, who walked out of the elevator over there, raised his hand and greeted him with a bright smile.

next second!

"boom!"

"..."

Booker turned sideways and avoided the black plastic bag thrown directly at him by the dark-skinned man named Becky Norton.

The black plastic bag hit the wall hard and split open. Then, a bloody suit of clothes was exposed from the black plastic bag.

Booker looked at Becky Norton again.

The latter had just thrown the criminal evidence in Booker's face, and like a big black mouse, he ran towards the emergency exit over there like a bereaved dog without looking back.

but……

When Booker walked into the emergency exit, he looked up, glanced at the corridor leading to the rooftop, and couldn't help but smile: "Although I don't remember the reasoning training, I am an Ivy League graduate after all."

A dark-skinned person, playing this trick in front of him?

This is like a fool who has not graduated from elementary school showing off his chicken soup in front of a Ph.D. with a degree in philosophy.

What do you think?

not to mention……

My reconnaissance guards take you seriously.

In the line of sight that only Booker could see, among the reconnaissance guards on the roof of the apartment building, a dark-skinned guy hid in the blind corner of the rooftop with his heart beating fast at this moment.

The corners of Booker's mouth raised slightly, and then he stepped on the stairs leading to the rooftop on his own leather shoes.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Fake!"

"Shet!"

"Fake!!!"

Becky Norton, who was hiding in a blind spot on the rooftop, heard that Booker had not been misled, but was heading towards the roof. The sound of leather shoes became more and more clear, and she couldn't help spitting and swearing.

He even couldn't figure out how it was possible that the police had found him so quickly just how long ago it had been. After all, he lived in the Lower East Side, and the crime scene was in the Upper East Side.

No matter how you look at it, it's impossible to lock him in such a short period of time.

This unscientific!

At this moment, Becky Norton's heartbeat was beating violently. Big beads of sweat instantly appeared on her dark forehead. The Beretta M92F pistol in her hand was trembling slightly. .

After all, sneak attacks are one thing.

but……

The front and nature symbolize a just police officer, especially if his skin color is dark, which is a completely different story.

at this time.

The rooftop door was pushed open.

Booker, who had his hands in his pockets, walked up to the rooftop without any precaution at all. It seemed that he was not here to arrest anyone, because the Glock [-] on Booker's waist was still firmly placed on his waist.

why?

If he didn't do this, how could the other party be so lucky as to plan to attack the police?

"call!"

Becky Norton, who was hiding in the dark, listened to the noise and let out a breath. Then, with a fierce look on his face, he sprang out of the dark. The muzzle of the Beretta pistol was pointed steadily at Booker who walked to the rooftop. :"do not move!"

Booker stared at Becky Norton who emerged from the darkness, looked at the Beretta pistol pointed at him, and once again showed a bright smile: "That's the gun."

The clothes he wore when he committed the crime were just delivered to his door.

Now the murder weapon is also delivered to the door.

what else?

Witness?

and many more.

Witnesses seem to be required only if you go to court. If you don't go to court, it seems that witnessing is dispensable.

Booker thought this in his mind, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

The dark-skinned Becky Norton over there was confused by Booker's words and the smile on Booker's face.

next second.

Becky Norton grabbed her Beretta pistol fiercely, and shouted at Booker who took out her right hand from his pocket with a fierce expression: "I told you not to move!"

Booker took his ID: "Oh, don't be nervous, I just want you to see my ID..."

Becky Norton interrupted directly and cursed loudly: "I told you not to move. Now the initiative is in my hands, you damn idiot!"

Booker raised his eyebrows.

enough!

"not necessarily!"

"what?"

Booker lowered his head and smiled, then looked at Becky Norton who was ten steps away from him: "Have you ever heard of the story that a man can be faster than a gun within ten steps?"

"Varied……"

Becky Norton was once again stunned, and then her expression was full of anger: "Are you fucking kidding%..."

The words did not fall.

Booker's right hand was already facing the ground and he quickly pressed down.

at this time.

"boom!"

When Becky Norton saw this, she pulled her trigger without mercy. Anyway, he had already killed a policewoman. If another one came to him, he would not be under any psychological pressure.

moment.

A nine-millimeter bullet was fired instantly, and it was fired directly towards the crouching Booker accurately.

at the same time!

Crack!

Countless ashes seemed to rain down from the sky.

The underworld rises!

The desperate situation of reincarnation! !

……