The wanton life of a certain beauty

Although today...

wrong.

It should have been yesterday, although before yesterday, Booker did not know the dead patrol officer Alyssa Roy, even if she said that she was trained with him.

However, just because Alyssa Roy is also from the New York Police Department and is his colleague, this is enough.

As for why Becky Norton did this?

Booker didn't care at all.

In a word.

When Booker does things, he only cares about the results. He doesn't pay much attention to the process. Becky Norton is the murderer. That's enough. As for other things, Booker doesn't care at all.

Perhaps this is why Booker's reasoning scores are so poor.

This was a shortcoming, but Booker never thought about changing it.

There are so many unsolved mysteries in this world. If you care about why, then Booker feels that his plan to rob Mephisto's hell two years later is just a dream.

quickly!

Under Booker's gaze, Becky Norton's figure, which turned into a little black man, turned into a little green man dancing in the green flames, gradually became sluggish.

Suddenly, an unexplained breeze appeared in the desperate situation of reincarnation.

next second!

Becky Norton's soul turned into countless ashes under this gust of wind, becoming one of the countless ashes that continued to fall in this space.

Five seconds later!

Booker closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already come out of the desperate situation of reincarnation. On the rooftop, Booker's right hand still kept his right palm touching the ground.

next second.

【Ding! 】

[Mission completed: "Catch the murderer"]

[Task reward: Movie copy card*1]

[It has been sent to the warehouse, please check it yourself. 】

Along with the dissipating ghostly atmosphere, the crisp and sweet mission completion prompt sounded in Booker's ears.

Booker stood up slowly.

Into the eye!

On the opposite side, Becky Norton, who had completely lost her soul, but her facial expression was still very ferocious, but her eyes had lost their vitality, and her pupils became huge. Almost at the moment Booker stood up, Becky Norton's whole body He just fell down behind him, and with a bang, at the moment of contact with the ground, it seemed that two light groups were exploded from his body.

Just like in the game, rewards are given out after the Pheasant King at the entrance to the novice village is killed by the player.

shipped?

Booker raised his eyebrows and made a move with his right hand. In an instant, the two light groups that exploded from Becky Norton were directly collected into the bag. One of the light groups was integrated into the game currency balance and began to beat rapidly. The other one was The light group attracted all the attention: "This is..."

Another light group is like a breathing lamp, a card that shines with golden light.

Hero card?

Booker gasped.

Good guy!

Has his character exploded?There is a [-]% probability that it will be shipped?

Booker looked at the golden-glossy card that exploded with an explosion rate of [-], and his pupils were shaking. However, just when he was about to check, there was a bang, and the iron door on the rooftop was kicked down again. opened.

And he kicked the door violently!

"NYPD!"

"NYPD!"

Several brave New York police officers armed with big spray guns roared directly into the rooftop. Although they had not seen the suspect yet, it did not prevent them from revealing their background with full force.

It's the same reason that people from the FBI like to break down doors and yell at the FBI.

Booker put the cards he was about to check into the game package, turned around and looked, and then he saw George, who was following a few big trolling police officers with an expression full of displeasure.

"Ouch, here we come!"

"..."

George twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Booker, who didn't seem to be aware of his problem at all. He was wearing a suit, with his hands in his pockets, and a smile on his face, as if he accidentally met an acquaintance when he came here to play.

The premise is to ignore the body not far behind Booker.

George's eyes shifted and fell on the body of Becky Norton.

Booker raised his eyebrows.

next second.

George closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at Booker next to the body. No matter how he looked, he looked like a suspect: "So... you didn't find any clues?"

Booker shrugged: "If I said it was an accident, would you believe it?"

George had the urge to hit Booker directly on the head with the butt of his gun.

I believe you a ghost!

George said in a deep voice: "We are police officers!"

Booker nodded, looking confused, and looked at George: "Yes, you said that our police officers are responsible for catching bad guys. What's wrong?"

Are you pretending to be here with me?

George laughed angrily, strode up to Booker, and then turned his attention to the clearly visible body.

……and many more?

George narrowed his eyes and looked at the corpse with no wounds or at least no bullet holes. He blinked and was slightly stunned before looking at Booker next to him.

Booker put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "He was dead when I came here."

George's eyebrows twitched.

I followed you all the way here, and I really heard the gunshots that came from the rooftop just now.

George was thinking this in his mind, but looking at the corpse with no fatal injuries on its appearance, he took a few deep breaths and suppressed his anger.

The police officers holding large spray guns next to them looked at Booker with the expressions of looking at one of their own, no, their big brother.

Again.

A suspect who dares to kill a police officer will not live to go to jail. No, he will not survive to the moment of arrest. If someone dares to arrest the suspect alive, then that detective will be hated by the collective police officers. of.

On the contrary, it is worship.

"Booker, here."

"Thank you!"

Booker smiled and took the cigarette handed to him by a police officer holding a large nozzle. He accepted the cigarette with peace of mind. Then, he blew out a smoke ring and looked at George who was squatting down and trying to find the wound. He was curious. Said: "By the way, George, how did you get here."

I came here with you.

George turned his head and glanced at Booker expressionlessly. Then, he set his eyes on the body of Becky Norton and said in a deep voice: "This guy is Alyssa Roy's ex-boyfriend."

Booker frowned: "Alyssa Roy?"

George didn't finish speaking, he just nodded, stood up, and looked at Booker: "What's going on?"

Booker laughed and said: "I said, I didn't do anything. After I caught up with him, he did this. I swear to God, I didn't even move my gun."

George: "..."

……