After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

at the same time.

In an old private factory in the suburbs of New York.

K was carefully wiping a Couch Eagle. His hands, which used to only type on the keyboard, were now skillfully disassembling and lubricating the gun.

Although pistols like the Desert Eagle are not practical due to their excessive recoil.

Just like strong wine and strong horses, although it is difficult to control, it can arouse people's interest more. It is a quite popular weapon in the civilian market of the United States.

The reason why K likes the Desert Eagle is purely because of its terrifying destructive power. Even if it is faced with a rebound jacket, it can most likely penetrate it first.

Since the first song, although K has always been a strategist, he rarely has the opportunity to hold a gun by himself.

Therefore, if you have to take a gun yourself, K's choice... is always to be the first to take the shot and leave no room for it, with the idea that as long as he shoots, he will not leave any chance to his opponent.

Therefore, the weapon he is good at and likes most is also this powerful type.

In addition to the Desert Eagle in his hand, K also had a heavy sniper rifle beside him. The model was exactly the same as the one used by the priest before.

Just as K was carefully wiping the gun oil.

In order to avoid being tracked, J, who had shaved his hair into a crew cut, took out an advanced fully automatic rifle from the wooden box piled with guns next to him, put it against his shoulder and simulated aiming at the factory gate.

After making sure there is no problem, just press the trigger and a bunch of bullets will be poured out.

J put down the fully automatic rifle in his hand and opened another wooden box next to him, revealing several brand-new shoulder-mounted individual rocket launchers inside.

As if he remembered something, he turned to look at K who was quietly wiping the gun oil, and said solemnly.

"Brother K."

"Is it necessary to use such heavy weapons?"

"I'm worried... if all these individual rocket launchers are taken out, even if the leading dog is eliminated, they will be officially recognized as a terrorist organization by the United States."

"When the time comes, I'm afraid that the group of dogs we just solved will be greeted by a bunch of soldiers again."

Hear these words.

K stopped what he was doing, looked sideways at J who was not far away, and frowned.

"J."

"You should not be thinking about whether you will be regarded as a terrorist organization now, but you should be thinking about how to deal with the leader of the dog."

"You have never thought of keeping a low profile all these years. You have left so many clues in various places in New York. Even if you try your best to hide it and plug all the loopholes you know."

"Based on what I know about Su Ming, maybe in seven days, no, five days, he will be able to follow those clues that we have long forgotten and hold a pistol to your temple."

"But if we deal with him, even if he is officially recognized as a terrorist organization by the United States, those useless New York police will not be able to find us, and they will have enough time to deal with it."

"So... either wait for death or commit suicide, do you understand?"

The words fell.

J couldn't help but froze for a moment, and immediately thought... When K was in the Dragon Kingdom, he tried to plug all the loopholes to avoid being dug out by Su Ming.

But the final result was that... they had to return to the United States. Even the dogs have not given up the idea of ​​​​hunting until now, and used the influence of the Morgan consortium to also come to the United States.

After clarifying this.

J's expression immediately became serious, and he nodded vigorously.

"Understood, Brother K."

"Even the priest who once taught us various firearms and shooting techniques fell to Su Ming's gun. Now it is true that no one can be too safe."

While responding seriously, J also picked up the shoulder-mounted rocket launcher in the wooden box and carefully checked whether there were any problems with each of the precise components.

at this time.

The closed door of the old factory was pushed open, instantly making both J and K alert.

next second.

No. 10, who was wearing a young JK uniform, slowly walked in from the pushed space. When he saw the serious J and K, he waved his hands quickly.

"Brother K, J, don't be nervous, it's me."

"I received the news from Brother K not long ago, so I rushed here immediately. I shouldn't be late, right?"

Speaking of it.

While No. 10 closed the factory door, he looked around the inside and said with some doubts.

"Hey, why are you two alone, where is Q? Didn't we discuss the follow-up actions here?"

"Didn't it mean that we only need to attract the actions of those dogs, and the specific action arrangements are decided by the three of you?"

"How can we discuss this without Q? Oh, I understand."

"It's already two or three in the morning. Sister Q is getting older, so she must take good care of herself and get some beauty sleep."

Said such a long paragraph.

Seeing that neither J nor K responded, No. 10 immediately felt a little bored and did not continue to accuse Q.

"That's right, Brother K."

"Why did you ask me to come here specifically?"

"Don't worry, those dogs haven't found any clues about me yet. I feel... leaving only a ring may not be enough for them to find me."

K put down the Desert Eagle in his hand, stared at No. 10 with squinted eyes for a few seconds, and said coldly.

"tenth."

"Are you planning to attack those dogs first before our plan is carried out?"

Hear the question.

No. 10's expression paused for a moment, and he immediately felt that No. 8 had betrayed him, but he quickly reacted, smiled harmlessly, and shook his head.

"How is that possible, Brother K."

"Since our poker organization has encountered this kind of crisis, how could I not act according to the previously discussed plan and rashly attack those dogs."

"Moreover, even Brother K can't deal with them. I definitely don't have the confidence to make the leader, Su Ming, pay with his life."

"Brother K, please don't misunderstand. Some people want to deliberately create conflicts in order to..."

Before No. 10 could finish speaking.

K interrupted his follow-up words expressionlessly and spoke in an extremely serious tone.

"This is not my inference."

"It's not what you said about some people deliberately creating conflicts. This matter... was actually told to me by the professor."

"Professor?" No. 10 was stunned for a moment, even more unbelievable, and asked with a stiff expression.

"Brother K, are you kidding me?"

"Why would the professor suddenly say such a thing? Besides, I haven't seen him for a long time."

Through No. 10’s expression and answer.

K was basically certain that what the professor said was indeed correct. Number 10 really wanted to face Su Ming alone in order to gain recognition.

If it were his former subordinates, K would probably have become impatient and picked up the Desert Eagle next to him, letting this uncertain factor leave the world as soon as possible.

But the No. 10 in front of him is the same as J. He is his most important family member.

K took a deep breath, suppressed his irritable mood, and said calmly.

"tenth."

"The professor knows more about each of us than you think."

"I would also like to remind you that the professor decided to give up the villa he has lived in for more than ten years a few hours ago. Even I don't know where it is now."

"From this approach, we can actually see that... the professor is not as reassured about our mission as he thought."

"And you...are what worries the professor the most, because you are so strong, because you feel that you should not just be number 10, and want to become J, Q, or K."

"So the professor has judged that...since you have no chance to prove yourself, you will make an extremely wrong choice in this plan."

"No. 10, you know, if this mission fails, there may never be a poker organization again in the future."

Speaking of it.

K paused for a moment, then continued quite seriously.

"No. 10, I can promise you."

"As long as the leading dog can be eliminated as planned this time, I will take the initiative to explain to the professor and hand over K's position to you."

"I don't want you to risk your own safety and the future of the poker organization on something like this."

"Because I know that the Dragon Kingdom policeman named Su Ming is not as easy to deal with as you think. He may even be far beyond your imagination."

Look at K's serious expression.

Number 10 opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Silence for a few seconds.

No. 10's eyes became extremely determined, he clenched his fists slightly, and said with his white neck held high.

"Brother K."

"I have always respected you. You can become K and a big brother to the rest of us. I have no objections or ideas."

"But I think...you may have neglected my growth after being away from the United States for so many years. Now I am fully confident that the dog who will lead me..."

Before No. 10 could finish speaking.

K waved his hand, interrupting his subsequent words, bent down and picked up a small and exquisite lady's pistol, less than the size of a palm, from the side, walked slowly to No. 10 and handed it over, saying hoarsely.

"tenth."

"Maybe I can't convince you to be strong. If you insist on trying to act alone, once the action fails, I will try my best to help you clean up the mess."

"Then I'm going to give you a gift."

"This gun is fine for you, but it's not practical. It can only hold one bullet at a time. It just looks exquisite."

"You know... a pistol with only one bullet will definitely not pose any threat to those dogs, so you should also know what the function of this gun is."

"You can fail if you act alone, but you must not fall into the hands of those dogs, at least not to enter the New York Police Department alive."

"But I hope you...never need to use this gun..."