North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

The coordinate points are located in the coastal town.

There is a small shop there.

Next to the small shop, a young man with a brown complexion and a square face, wearing a floral shirt, sitting on a small horse, bowed his head and flipped through the heavy books in his hands, chanting a few words from time to time, as if he was addicted to the ocean of learning.

In front of the young man, there are two signs.

On the sign were the names of Dean and Cheston.

Obviously, the youth is the reception staff this time.

Dean and Chesston looked at each other and walked forward together: "Are you the receptionist?"

Shadowed.

Hearing the voice, the young man narrowed his eyes. He was a little confused at first, and then suddenly asked, "Mr. Dean and Mr. Chesston?"

Cheston nodded: "Yes, it's us, you are from the Lucifer Game Organization?"

The young man repeated Lucifer's name and shook his head:

"I'm not from any game organization.

A few days ago, someone paid me to wait for you here, and then took you to a cruise ship. The price was very high, so I took the job, and I don't know anything else. "

This guy obviously didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he directly blocked Cheston's way to continue asking.

Unwilling to give up, Cheston took out a small stack of American knives from his pocket: "Man, as long as you are."

"Hush!"

The young man stretched out a finger and interrupted Cheston's words: "Although I also want to earn more, I am more afraid of trouble, and I accept the job online, and I don't know anything else. Come with me at seven o'clock in the evening, or you can leave."

He is a local resident of Hawaii, and he knows that there are often people here who will take advantage of the location to take people to the high seas to do some illegal things, maybe drug dealing, maybe human trafficking, or some other more exciting things.

But so what.

He just wants to make some safe money.

Others, young people don't want to know at all.

Chester wanted to say something else.

Dean grabbed him and looked at the young man: "We will be here on time at seven o'clock."

The young man nodded, put away the sign in front of him, lowered his head again, and read the book seriously.

Dean glanced at the young man for the last time, and pulled Cheston towards the town hotel.

According to the letter, the young man should be a peripheral member of the Lucifer game organization, but judging from the young man's reaction, he didn't know about it, and only thought he was accepting an ordinary online task.

This is also one of the reasons why the Lucifer game organization is difficult to deal with: anyone can become their peripheral member, and they are not afraid of these people being caught and revealing more information.

It's early in the afternoon.

It's still early.

The two of Dean simply found a hotel and opened a room.

After entering the house.

Cheston grabbed his hair irritably: "Boss Dean, why don't you let me ask that kid more, he might know something!"

"You must learn to keep calm, otherwise you will not be able to cope with the next unknown game in this state!"

Dean calmed down.

He knew that the unknown game that was about to start would put a lot of psychological pressure on Cheston.

But Dean is not going to tell Cheston about the contents of the letter.

Although it was mentioned in the letter that Chesston could be sacrificed when necessary, Chesston also stated that he would protect Dean when he was in danger, in exchange for the promise of the unknown person to help avenge him.

But it was also stated earlier in the letter that no one in the game can be trusted.

Cheston's current reaction just showed that he was not as calm as he said in the face of danger.

Whether the letter is true or not.

Play it safe, always good.

seven o'clock in the evening.

Under the leadership of the previous youth, the three of them walked through the small town to the other side of the island in the dark.

Hawaii is a tourist destination.

There are many tourists from all over the world. Even when the sky is dark, you can still see many tourists holding some activities in the open space along the way, which looks very lively.

On the beach along the way, you can still see some figures hugging each other, taking advantage of the cover of night, wriggling and feeling the happiness of being on the bed.

The young man guessed that he would get a bounty soon, and he was in a good mood, so he whistled at a man and a woman on purpose, the scared woman screamed and the man cursed.

"You are really wicked."

Cheston still remembered the attitude of the young man in front of him pretending to be dead, so he couldn't help but mock him.

"I'm saving them." The young man smiled casually:

"Every year, there are some men and women who don't listen to persuasion, like excitement, but don't understand anything, and when they are indulging in happiness in the corner, they are swept away by the tide.

With any luck, the body will be rolled back onto the sand.

If you are unlucky, you can only feed the fish.

So I don't like to eat fish here. "

As he spoke, he quickened his pace: "Hurry up, meet your speedboat, it's just ahead, and I've completed the task."

Hearing this, Dean stepped forward a few times and stood in front of the young man with a smile.

"you"

The young man was startled, and wanted to ask Dean what he was going to do, but just as he said the words, a thick hand pinched his neck, pressing all the rest of his words back into his stomach.

Dean grabbed the young man's neck, and under the other's horrified gaze, he lifted the young man up into the air with all his strength, and said with a chuckle, "Since the speedboat to pick you up is ahead, we will go on our own. Worthy guy, it's better to die."

The young man felt a surge of suffocation and squeeze, as if he saw his father who had been dead for many years open his arms to him.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

He wanted to struggle, but no matter how he kicked and kicked, or even grabbed that steel-like arm for strength, he couldn't breathe any fresh air.

In the face of crushing power.

All his struggles were like a child acting like a spoiled child in front of an adult, and it was useless except for further despair.

Cheston on the side is already stupid.

Although he knew that Dean was awesome.

But this is an adult!

An adult who weighs at least a hundred catties!

How can a normal person lift an adult who weighs at least a hundred kilograms from the ground with one hand, like catching a chicken, and grab it by the neck and grab it in the air!

But whether Cheston believed it or not.

All this happened before his eyes.

With the growing sense of suffocation.

The young man's eyes bulged out uncontrollably, like a dead goldfish in a bathtub lacking oxygen. At the same time, under the pressure of the young man's dying, he opened the valve to release the water, making the originally salty and moist air more foul-smelling. taste.

Dean has a good sense of smell.

Smelling the stench, he let go of his hand in disgust, and threw the young man on the ground: "One minute, you only have one minute, give me a reason not to kill you!"

"Hoo hoo!"

The young man covered his neck with his hands, knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and just about to beg for mercy, he coughed a series of times, causing the acidic water in his stomach to pour back, spraying out from his throat and nasal cavity, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

But young people don't care about these.

He wiped his sour mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Both my parents are dead, and there is only one younger sister, who is only five years old."

"My five-year-old sister, with a big brother like you, she is really miserable after you die."

Dean smiled and nodded in agreement.

Seeing the smile on his face, the young man's tense heart finally eased down.

It seems to have survived.

"But what does that have to do with us?" Dean still had a gentle smile on his face, but his words were extremely indifferent: "You still have half a minute."'

"I really don't know anything!"

The youth's voice was full of crying and fear.

"Twenty seconds left."

"I have money, and I have hundreds of thousands of deposits in order to go to college, as long as"

"Ten seconds left."

Ahhh!

Young people are almost going crazy!

Under the threat of death, his brain was overclocked, frantically searching for his own value, just when that devil-like handsome man stretched out the hand of death again, an almost regretful message came from the deep memory of the youth... popping up and popping into my head.

At an unprecedented speed, he shouted loudly: "Half a year! Half a year ago, there were still a group of people who went to sea like this!"

Dean's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and finally retracted slowly: "Tell me."

The youth has been frightened soft.

He panted violently for a few seconds before regaining the strength to speak, and said hoarsely: "When my cousin was drinking together, he told me something. He received a group of scary-looking guys half a year ago. , and then the group disappeared.”

half year ago..

Dean suddenly thought of a case he had missed before: the miniature model murder case!

That guy, it seemed at that time, disappeared without a trace.

Could it be that he was brought here?

See Dean motionless.

A young man in his twenties burst into tears uncontrollably: "What I said is true, the website where I took the assignment was introduced to me by my cousin, what I said is true, don't kill me, please beg"

He was stunned and kept begging for mercy.

It wasn't until the sea breeze blew that the drenched young man shivered coldly, subconsciously raised his head, only to find that there was no one in front of him.

He was foolish for a while, and then he scrambled and ran to the small town.

Along the path, Dean and the two continued to walk forward.

along the way.

Cheston was silent.

Dean took out a wet wipe from his pocket, wiped his palms, and said lightly: "Why, are you scared by me?"

Cheston shook his head quickly, and smiled flatteringly at Dean: "Boss, you misunderstood, I just started to worry about those poor people who provoked you."

Cheston really felt that it was a waste of talent for Dean to be a police detective!

With such unrelenting vigor to kill people, if he goes undercover and doesn't restrain himself, he may kill the boss in a few days and take the position himself!

It's really safe to hang out with this kind of person.

Think here.

Cheston subconsciously moved closer to Dean.

Continue walking for about ten minutes.

The two of Dean came to a beach under a cliff.

There are many rocks on this beach, and the tide in the distance is constantly beating against the rock wall, making a rattling sound, and at an inconspicuous location, an orange oil lamp flickers, illuminating the old man warming up under the oil lamp.

Hear movement.

The old man glanced indifferently at Dean and Cheston who came down from above, and waved to them, gesturing for them to go over.

Dean checked the time on his watch: 19:28.

It was two minutes before seven thirty in the evening.

The sea wind howled.

When I got closer, I realized that the old man was actually a disabled man with a broken right calf, and he was equipped with a somewhat hideous black prosthetic limb, which was shrunk among the stones to reduce the invasion of the sea breeze.

Dean took Chesston, stayed a few meters away, and asked, "A member of the Lucifer Game Organization?"

The old man didn't answer.

He looked at the two of Dean carefully, and seemed to be confirming their identities.

After a while, he threw out a package and said: "In order to ensure the fairness of the game, players are not allowed to bring any items into the game area. If you carry weapons, food, positioning devices, etc., throw them away now and change into game clothes." , is not a violation.”

Dean didn't have a bird old man.

He picked up the package and found a numbered gray piece of clothing inside.

After checking to make sure there is no problem.

He immediately started undressing.

Seeing this, Cheston on the side didn't ask any more questions, and followed Dean's movements, and began to take off his clothes.

Get dressed.

The old man didn't continue talking nonsense.

He took out a flashlight from under his body and flashed it towards the dark sea several times. For a moment, the dark sea was followed by lights flashing back.

"Let's go."

The old man got up slowly, picked up the flashlight, and walked into the dark water.

Dean followed closely behind.

Under the illumination of the faint light, they realized that a not-so-big speedboat was undulating on the sea surface with the ebb and flow of the tide.

The old man went up first, and Dean and the two followed on the speedboat.

On the speedboat, there is only one masked man at the helm.

When Dean boarded the boat, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and met the man's gaze under the mask.

The other party was tall and straight, with indifferent eyes, with a strong military aura on his body, and he belonged to the kind of elite who had killed people!

After sitting down.

The masked man moved his arm and pressed a certain button, and then the speedboat started, riding the wind and waves in the darkness, heading towards the depths of the deep, dark ocean.

Dean noticed that the masked man at the helm never touched the steering wheel of the speedboat from the beginning to the end.

This thing is autonomous driving.

I don't know how long it has been.

A little light appeared in the field of vision.

Approach with distance.

Everyone discovered that it was a cruise ship staying in the ocean.

Cruise ships are huge.

According to the conventional division, this is a large cruise ship about 120 meters long.

When Dean and the others arrived, a speedboat had just been pulled up by a rope and fixed to the side of the ship.

Obviously, before them, another group of people were picked up.

As for the speedboat they were on, when they approached the cruise ship, the speedboat automatically slowed down, and at the same time, the red light flashed on the periphery. Amidst the subtle buzzing sound, it actually ignored the power of the rippling sea water, and was attracted to the cruise ship like a magnet. On the towing equipment on the side of the cruise ship.

Dean was startled.

The technology contained in this humble speedboat is really extraordinary!

Just as they were getting ready for the cruise.

bang bang bang~

Fierce gunfire came from above the cruise ship.

Facing emergencies.

The masked man and the old man on the speedboat were expressionless and familiar with each other.

next moment.

Three bloody corpses flew over the heads of Dean and the others, drawing a bloody parabola, hitting the sea heavily, and being swallowed by the dark and deep sea

"Why are there always fools who like to court death?"

The old man grinned at Dean and the two: "Go up!"

302 hangs up again, and the modification has delayed some time.

The list of rewards will be counted tomorrow.