Super Detective in the Fictional World

ely.
I want a daughter like that in the future.
”

Luke sighed regretfully.
“I thought your love had switched to a new target.”

Kincaid wiped his nonexistent cold sweat.
“I’ll always love my Sonia.”

Luke got up and picked up his backpack.
“Let’s go, unless you want to kill dozens of police officers.”

Kincaid also got up.
“That many?”

Luke said, “Yes, at least twenty of them are SWAT officers.”

Michael was already waving at the door.
“If you dare touch them, it’ll be the SAS next time.”

Kincaid fell silent.

SAS wasn’t easy to deal with.

If it was one or two of them, Kincaid might still be able to fight back, but once SAS was deployed, they wouldn’t just send one or two agents.
At the very least, they would send out a full team that could take down the injured Kincaid.

After the three of them left the room, Michael was about to go right, but Luke stopped him and gave him a few tactical signs.

The two of them leaned against the wall just as two men on the other side pushed the door of the stairwell open.

Almost at the same time, one of them was punched in the back of the head and the other was strangled by Michael.

Dong!

Michael watched as Luke drew his fist back from the face of the unconscious criminal that Michael was holding.
He gestured at himself before he helplessly dropped the unconscious criminal and followed Luke.

They had just opened the door to the stairwell when there were two bangs behind them.

Both of them rolled their eyes and turned around.

Kincaid lowered his gun from where he was standing at the door to the stairwell on the other end.
“Thanks for your protection.
I was almost shot in the butt by these two.”

Michael: “…Well done.
Guess what the police officers downstairs will do?”

With his keen ears, Luke could already hear several police officers shouting downstairs.
“Gunshots! Gunshots upstairs!”

Footsteps came from the bottom of the stairs.

Luke sighed and pointed at the roof.

Killing a few criminals was fine, but there were dozens of police officers downstairs who were just doing their jobs.
He really didn’t want to fight them.

He gestured at Michael, and the three of them ran to the roof.

Kincaid had been prepared to suffer, but Luke practically dragged him to the top floor.
He smiled and was about to say something.

Luke, however, gestured at him to stop talking.

As Michael ran past an exit up ahead and continued toward the top floor, two armed criminals snuck into the stairwell.

Bang! Bang!

Luke kicked one in the stomach and smacked the other in the face, knocking the two criminals to the ground at the same time.

There was no need to kill anyone.

There were a bunch of police officers down there, and he didn’t want them chasing his butt.

In any case, the guy who had been kicked in the stomach would be pissing blood for at least a week, and the person who had been slapped had a severe concussion; his corneas might even be knocked out of whack.

Bang!

Michael, who was running in the front, stopped and turned his head to see that a criminal who had just appeared at a stairwell exit in the distance had been knocked down.

Of course, this shot had been fired by old Kincaid.

Luke slapped his forehead.
“Kincaid, there are dozens of police officers downstairs.
Can’t you keep a low profile? Look at how I just slap and kick them.”

Kincaid: “I’ll… be more careful next time?”

Luke was lost for words. Why should I believe you, you flashy black baldie?

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