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

at the same time.

Among the many container roads in New York Harbor.

The hyena carrying a submachine gun had obvious pain on his face, and his left hand was pressing on the fractured right arm, hoping to reduce the pain and avoid secondary casualties while running.

Although he wanted to stop now and simply deal with the broken parts.

But when he was not sure whether there were enemies coming behind him, he didn't dare to delay at all, so he could only run to a safe position first.

While enduring the pain and running so fast, he didn't even have time to inform him of the current situation.

After walking on the road formed by the containers for nearly half a minute, and after confirming that no one was following him, the hyena finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still didn't have time to deal with the wound on his right arm. He lowered his head slightly and spoke in a serious voice to the intercom at his collar.

"Lion King, the situation has changed."

"Just now, when the opponent kicked the metal can and exposed it, for some reason... it was as if he guessed where I was in the left channel."

"Suddenly and inexplicably a fragmentation grenade was thrown towards the left passage, followed immediately by a shock bomb, which made it impossible for me to continue exploring."

"Even when I was fleeing, the sharp whistle of the detonation bomb caused a temporary trance. As a result, my right arm hit the container. It was most likely broken."

"I'm sorry, Lion King."

"I'm not sure whether the dog is among the people coming, but I really can't understand...why the other party can be so sure that I will hide in that passage. I can guarantee that I have never exposed any trace of my whereabouts before. ”

now.

On a container road in the core area of ​​New York Harbor, Rainey is planting a remote-controlled bomb.

After hearing these words, I couldn't help but squint my eyes and think seriously.

Because, through the hyena's brief words just now, he has been able to confirm... No matter how many people come in this group, the person who makes the decision must have some extremely outstanding combat experience.

In such a short period of time, it can be determined that in that special terrain environment, only the left side may have ambushed personnel.

This not only requires battlefield experience, but also extremely keen judgment and decisive execution.

Reni thought seriously for a few seconds and felt that... the only person who could make such an accurate judgment was the dog who pushed the poker organization into a desperate situation.

Think of this.

Reni glanced at the location of the second entrance, then squinted his eyes and said firmly as if he was gambling.

"Vulture, crocodile, you two are also heading towards the second entrance."

"According to my speculation... the person who can make such a decisive decision and throw the grenade first without fear of exposing his whereabouts is most likely Su Ming's dog."

"Judging from his confidence and ferocity during this period, there is no doubt that he would do such a thing."

"The most important thing is... such keen and accurate judgment. In so many years, I have only seen it from him. Others cannot make such extreme decisions."

"Throw a fragmentation grenade first towards the left passage where the hyena is? Or when the whereabouts of the hyena are not exposed, this is not a decision that normal soldiers and killers would make."

Speaking of it.

Reni paused for two seconds, and then continued quite seriously.

"Golden eagle."

"Exit No. 1 will be left to you first. You just need to make sure that no one is entering."

"Although according to my speculation, Su Ming's dog has been among the first to arrive at New York Harbor, we must be on guard against his back-up tactics."

"Everyone else is rushing to the north. Su Ming must be killed here."

As Reni's words fell.

The free man Vulture, who was originally ambushing and hiding at the No. 1 entrance, immediately put away his gun and ran towards the opposite northern end of the port.

Others also acted quickly, preparing to completely resolve the crisis of the poker organization in this operation.

......

now.

The eyes temporarily left the tense and explosive atmosphere of New York Harbor.

On the road in Queens, New York, an expensive high-end sports car was speeding from the bustling city center to an abandoned stadium in the northern suburbs.

This abandoned stadium is circular in shape, with no glass blocking the top. Since it is a full moon, the surrounding view is barely clear.

After parking the car at the main entrance of the abandoned stadium, Q turned off the car, picked up an automatic submachine gun from the passenger seat, opened the safety and loaded it, and stared at the end of the only road leading to the abandoned stadium.

Now, she was already prepared to give No. 10 any chance to speak later.

For this bitch who betrayed the poker organization, even if she still had something to say or wanted to explain what happened, she would not listen to another word.

If you still want to say something, then wait until you go to hell and explain to No. 8 who was killed by her.

Now she just wants to send this bitch No. 10 on her way.

She is not K. She never thinks that... every member of the poker organization is a family member. Having grown up in an orphanage, she knows very well that even if some people change their environment, the character they grew up with remains. It won't change.

Just like No. 10 now, he finally exposed the ugly face deep inside.

Just when Q loaded his gun and was ready to eliminate the traitors.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The roaring engine sound of the heavy off-road vehicle sounded at the end of the road.

Q immediately saw the location where the sound came from and found...the off-road vehicle that No. 10 had driven away earlier was rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed.

He looked like he couldn't wait to get the huge reward of 100 million US dollars on No. 1...