After simulating crimes 100,000 times, I became an ace detective

At this moment.

K has suppressed all the emotions in his heart. He is soaked and extremely embarrassed. He walks silently on the beach like a lone wolf in the water.

Although his body is getting more and more tired, he has no way to rest, nor is he qualified to rest.

There are few tourists on Sunshine Beach at night.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for K, as there is no need to cover his whereabouts.

He walked tiredly to the parking lot of Sunshine Beach.

K pulled out a pistol from his waist, held it in his hand, and walked slowly in the parking lot with an expressionless face.

Every time he passed a car, K would glance at the inside with his peripheral vision to see if anyone stayed in the car.

Although there are few tourists on Sunshine Beach, it does not mean that there are no people in the parking lot.

There was once a piece of gossip that said one thing very bluntly... The cleaning staff responsible for cleaning the Sunshine Beach parking lot have to clean up dozens of offspring and fart bags on the ground of the Sunshine Beach parking lot every morning.

With the American people's pursuit of excitement, enjoyment of freedom, and unrestrained and passionate character, it seems that this is also a very normal thing.

But it is obvious.

This will become K's chance, a chance to reunite with the group of little guys at the fastest speed.

Walking slowly in silence.

K suddenly stopped beside the window of a cheap silver sports car.

He had seen through the front windshield very clearly... a young man and woman, kissing passionately in this small sports car.

K raised his already numb hand and patted the driver's window hard.

"Pa-"

"Pa-"

"Pa--"

......

The sound of palms slapping the car window rang very clearly in the parking lot.

The young man who was kissing passionately in the sports car was suddenly startled when he heard the knocking on the car window.

The excited atmosphere and hormones in the car were obviously weakened instantly under the slapping sound.

Looking at the woman who suddenly looked dissatisfied, the young man kissed her awkwardly and explained gently in her ear.

"Baby, I'll take a rest for a while..."

Before the young man finished speaking.

"Pah-"

"Pah-"

"Pah--"

......

The sound of even more forceful and heavy slapping came from the window again, as if the glass was about to break.

At this moment.

The anger of being questioned by the female companion beside him, interrupted in his good deeds, and constantly knocked on the window instantly surged into the young man's heart.

At this moment, he turned his head and looked out of the window.

He found that a man with a tired face and a wet body like a homeless man was standing outside the window at some point, and his expression was undoubtedly even more angry.

In the United States, the most damnable people are these people. I don't know which country they are illegal immigrants from. They are lazy and don't do any work. They wander around the streets every day and become homeless people, relying on the community's relief meals to get by.

The most intolerable thing is... I am obviously doing good things, but the other party still knocks on the window to disturb me.

Fortunately, the female companion I just met didn't say... OK, OK, no, no, what does it mean to take a break?

Otherwise, the homeless man who was knocking on his car window would not be able to pay for his crime even if he died.

But since he had disturbed his good deeds, he must pay the price, teach him a lesson, and let the girl next to him see his masculinity.

Thinking of this.

The young man no longer hesitated, kissed the girl next to him again, and said gently.

"Baby, wait for me."

"I'll deal with the guy who spoiled the fun outside the car, and we'll continue what we just did."

"I'll take a break, and I'll make you more satisfied later."

After saying that.

The young man reached out to the rear windshield of the car and picked up a telescopic baton.

In his opinion... to deal with this kind of homeless man who can only rely on community food and is addicted to flying leaves every day, a telescopic baton can beat him to see the damn God.

After picking up the telescopic baton.

The young man opened the car door and walked away, threw the telescopic baton away with an angry face, and was ready to say something harsh to make himself look more difficult to provoke.

The sudden cold touch on his forehead stunned him for a moment.

His angry expression quickly turned into fear, and he said hurriedly with trembling lips.

"Sir, Sir."

"Don't be impulsive, talk nicely if you have anything to say. If you see that woman, it's your turn... your turn..."

Before the young man could finish.

"Bang--"

A sharp gunshot sounded in the quiet parking lot in an instant.

The young man who was still begging for mercy in fear had his head exploded, and he fell limply at the driver's door of the sports car.

The coquettish female companion who was waiting in the car to continue the action just now was stunned for a moment, and then quickly screamed in fear.

He didn't care about the clothes that hadn't been put on yet, and directly opened the passenger door, ready to flee directly from this place.

In the free United States, although shootings may occur at any time.

But the first reaction of ordinary people when they saw the shooting happening next to them was still not how to hide or how to hide, but to subconsciously flee and scream in fear.

It's like... hoping that the killer who fired the gun would have his eardrums ruptured and die after hearing their screams.

Or, afraid that her screams would attract the police, so he chose to flee at the first opportunity.

But unfortunately... most people who scream louder and louder often die faster.

Looking at the woman screaming and fleeing naked, K's face had no expression or emotional fluctuations. He just raised the gun indifferently, aimed at the position where the woman fled, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang--"

Another crisp gunshot.

The woman who was still running like crazy a second ago had a blood hole in her back instantly. Her heart suddenly stopped beating, causing her whole body to lose strength and fall directly to the ground.

After dealing with the two wild mandarin ducks in the sports car.

K silently opened the young man who fell on the driver's door, threw him on the ground casually, and got into the sports car.

Now he no longer cares... whether his killing of these two people will cause any commotion, nor does he care whether fingerprints and other evidence will be left.

When things progress to this extent.

Even if there is no evidence left, as long as Su Ming's dog is not dead, he will definitely be dug out.

Instead of wasting time dealing with the clues left behind, it is better to meet the little guys earlier and rebuild the poker organization.

Thinking of this.

K turned the key to start the cheap sports car, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, ready to call number 7.

But after taking out the mobile phone, he found that... due to long-term immersion in water, the mobile phone had short-circuited and shut down by itself, and it was impossible to make calls.

Looking at the mobile phone that could no longer be used normally, K did not try anything else, and directly started the sports car and drove away from the Sunshine Beach parking lot.

His destination this time was very clear, undoubtedly... the abandoned stadium in Queens that Q mentioned earlier...