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

now.

K suppressed all the emotions in his heart and walked silently on the beach, soaked to the skin and extremely embarrassed, like a lone wolf that had fallen into the water.

Although his body was getting more and more exhausted, he had no way to rest, nor was he qualified to rest.

There are few tourists on the sunny beach at night.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for K, as it eliminates the need to cover up his whereabouts.

We walked tiredly all the way to the Sunshine Beach parking lot.

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 a car passed by, K would glance inside to see if anyone was staying in the car.

Although there are few tourists in Sunny Beach, it does not mean that the parking lot is empty.

There was once a piece of gossip that told a very plain story... The cleaning staff responsible for cleaning the Sunshine Beach parking lot had to sweep away dozens of dead bodies on the ground of the Sunshine Beach parking lot every morning.

With Americans pursuing excitement, enjoying freedom, and being unrestrained and enthusiastic, this seems to be a normal thing.

But it's obvious.

This will become an opportunity for K, an opportunity to join the group of little guys as quickly as possible.

Walking slowly in silence.

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

Through the front windshield, he could clearly see...a young man and woman kissing passionately in the small sports car.

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

"Snapped-"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped---"

......

The sound of palms slapping against the car window could be heard very clearly in the parking lot.

The young men who were passionately kissing in a sports car were suddenly startled when they heard a knock on the window.

The excitement and hormones in the car obviously weakened momentarily under the sound of slapping.

Seeing the woman who immediately looked dissatisfied, the young man kissed her awkwardly and explained gently in her ear.

"Baby, I'll just take a break..."

Before the young man could finish speaking.

"Snapped-"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped---"

......

A stronger and heavier slapping sound came from the car window again, as if the glass was about to break.

this moment.

The anger of being questioned about his ability by the female companion beside him, coupled with the interruption of good things, and the constant knocking on the car window, instantly filled the young man's heart.

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

I found a man with a tired face and soaked body, like a homeless person, standing outside the car window. His expression was undoubtedly even more angry.

In the United States, the most damning people are these people. They are stowaways from who knows which country. They are lazy and lazy. They don’t do any work. They wander on the streets every day and become homeless, relying on community assistance to get by.

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

Fortunately, the female companion I just met didn't say... If it's OK, it's OK, if it's not OK, it's not OK, what does it mean to take a rest.

Otherwise, even death would not be enough for the homeless man tapping on his car window.

But since he has disturbed my good thing, I must make him pay the price, teach him a lesson severely, and let the girl next to me see my masculinity.

Think of this.

The young man no longer hesitated, kissed the female companion next to him again, and said softly.

"Wait for me, baby."

"I'll take care of the spoiled guy outside the car, and let's continue what we were doing."

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

After saying that.

The young man reached for the rear windshield of the car and picked up a telescopic stick.

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

After picking up the telescopic stick.

The young man opened the car door and walked away, throwing the telescopic baton away with an angry look on his face, preparing to say something harsh to make himself look more difficult to deal with.

The sudden cold touch on his forehead instantly stunned him.

The originally angry expression quickly turned into fear, and he said quickly with trembling lips.

"Sir, Sir."

"Don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, say it nicely. If you saw that woman, then it's your turn...it's your turn to experience..."

Before the young man could finish speaking.

"boom---"

A piercing sound of gunfire rang out in the quiet parking lot instantly.

The young man who was still begging for mercy in fear had his head blown and turned into a corpse, lying limply at the driver's door of the sports car.

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

Without even bothering to put on his clothes, he opened the passenger door and prepared to flee.

In the free United States, 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 shot them would have their eardrums blown out and die after hearing their screams.

Or, fearing that her scream would attract the police, she chose to flee immediately.

But unfortunately...most people who scream louder and louder tend to die faster.

Looking at the woman screaming and fleeing naked, K's face had no expression or emotion. He just raised the gun indifferently, aimed at the direction where the woman was fleeing, and pulled the trigger.

"boom---"

Another crisp sound of gunfire.

The woman who was running away like crazy a second ago suddenly had a blood hole in the back of her heart. Her heart stopped suddenly, causing her whole body to lose strength, and she fell towards the ground in the first place.

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

K silently pulled open the young man who was lying on the driver's door, threw him to the ground casually, and got into the sports car.

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

When things get to this point.

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

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

Think of this.

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

But after taking out his cell phone, he found that...due to being submerged in water for a long time, the phone had short-circuited and shut down, and he could no longer make calls.

Looking at the phone that could no longer be used, K didn't try anything else. He started the sports car and drove away from the Sunny Beach parking lot.

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