Killing America Terror Starts at a Fatal Turn

On the third day after the war, Luke was at home adapting to the skyrocketing attributes after absorbing the spider's divinity. Amisha called. Luke answered, and Amisha's tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "Luke, Phoenix People from the abnormal affairs handling team of the city police station are here, as well as several FBI super agents. They want to meet you. If you have time in the past two days, you can come to the police station."

Luke has been playing alone for such a long time. When he heard that he could finally come into contact with people from other mysterious fields, and it was a safe contact with official matchmaking, he naturally agreed happily and said to Amisha: " Okay, I have nothing to do on vacation now, I will go there in a while." Luke thought about the last batch of ammunition that he had used, so he could go pick up some wool. Thinking about his worrying wallet, he added, "Remember to help me urge the last action. consulting fees.”

After a busy day, Amisha rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone. This kid really fell in love with money. She weakly replied: "I know, your money is indispensable. Just remember to come here."

After hanging up the phone, Luke confirmed his attributes again.

[Name]: Luke

[Race]: Human

[Level]: Level 6 (95%)

[Body strength]: 7 (the standard value for an average adult male is 5)

[Soul Strength]: 12 (the standard value for ordinary adults is 5)

【Skill】:

[Indian War Stick Technique] (omitted)

[Rough skin and thick flesh] (omitted)

【Dreaded Crow】(omitted)

【Bullet Time】(omitted)

[Innate divine power] (omitted)

[Spider Sense] (omitted)

【Extraordinary keenness】(omitted)

[Free Attribute Points]: 0

Compared with when I just traveled through it, the attributes of the panel in front of me can be called luxurious. The only drawback is that the skill configuration is becoming more and more like a warrior. I can't just click on the lighting spell and swing the stick in the future.

Speaking of sticks, [Indian Fighting Stick Technique] has lifted the shackles of using only the butt of a gun, and it’s time for you to find a suitable melee weapon.

As for the choice of weapons, the common weapons in the previous life were nothing more than swords, guns, swords and halberds. However, due to the influence of a mythical beast whose power far exceeded that of a saint and who regarded the great Luo as an ant, there was no Eastern Earth in this life, nor were there any cold weapons with Eastern characteristics.

Due to the short history of the Lighthouse Country, most of the melee weapons, in addition to the traditional war sticks with Indian characteristics, come from the inheritance of Europa. In addition to swords, the common ones include hammers, axes, spears, flails, etc.

Luke searched the Internet for a while. At this time, the Internet was not as developed and convenient as in later generations. He did not find much useful information. Seeing that the time was almost up, he drove to the Trevina District Police Station without further delay.

Luke entered the police station with ease. Along the way, police officers often greeted him warmly and with great respect. They must have been on missions together.

But Luke was born with a bit of face blindness. Although his soul strength has improved and his memory has improved a lot, he doesn't seem to have improved at remembering people. Every police officer who came to greet him looked familiar to him, but he didn't know who they were. , I can only respond with an awkward nod and a smile, or casually exchange two common phrases: "I'm very busy today" and "How are you lately?"

Awkward conversations are like the exercises in English textbooks "how are you" "i am fun, thanks, and you?"

(What should be the next sentence? The author failed in English. Readers with big dicks can pick it up.)

After awkwardly walking through the first floor of the police station, we finally arrived at the mid-level office area with fewer people.

Just as Luke was about to go in, a serious-looking middle-aged white man opened the door and walked out. He took a quick look, and wow, he finally saw someone he knew.

It turned out to be Joseph, the sergeant who made himself look bad in public during the tactical meeting and the first victim of the [Bald Seven Arrow Comb].

Thinking of the effect of [Bald Seven Arrow Comb], Luke's previous concern for Joseph completely disappeared, leaving only sympathy. He glanced at Joseph with pity. It had been some time since the ceremony, and the amount of hair on Joseph's head had been reduced visibly to the naked eye.

Luke gave a sunny smile and said to Joseph in a friendly manner: "Chief Joseph, even if the work of the police station is very important, you still need to take a proper rest. Look at how busy you have been recently, and you have even lost your hair."

Joseph had previously angered Luke because of Amisha, which made the relationship between the two a bit tense. During the operation, although he was not manipulated by Luke, Luke's support was always directed towards other people's teams, and he was not very popular with him. , which made Joseph secretly regret that he should not have rashly offended a capable person like Luke just to cause trouble for Amisha.

Seeing Luke take the initiative to say hello, he walked down the steps and squeezed out an awkward smile on his stiff face. His tone was slightly flattering but he couldn't let go of his airs. He lowered his voice and said something high-sounding: "It's all for Phoenix. After all, our police department relies on taxpayers’ money to operate.”

After saying that, he felt a little stiff, so he changed the subject and asked, "What do you want to do at the police station today?"

Of course Luke came to see Amisha, but the pity, sympathy and trace of guilt he felt for Joseph at this time had not completely dissipated. He was too embarrassed to mention Amisha directly, so he just said a few perfunctory words. Joseph said goodbye and went about their business.

Saying goodbye to Joseph, Luke walked a few steps inside, came to the door of Amisha's office, knocked on the door, and found no one inside.

A black police chief happened to open the door and come out. It was Albryan Rey. He was the first police chief to welcome Luke at the last tactical meeting, but it was probably because of Amisha's sake.

Seeing Luke, he greeted warmly: "Hey, Luke, are you here to see Amisha? She is in the office where we discussed the battle plan last time, and there are a few outsiders. I don't know what they are talking about."

After Luke thanked him, he walked towards the conference room that Rey mentioned. Before he entered, he saw Amisha arguing about something from a distance. He opened the door and went in. The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, and everyone present had a look of disdain.

When Amisha saw Luke come in, she stopped arguing, stood up from the half-sitting conference table, and forced a smile out of her angry expression, "You are here, let me introduce you."

She pointed at two people in police uniforms and said, "These two are from the city bureau's abnormal affairs handling brigade."

Then he gestured to a younger brown-haired young man on the left, "Aska Sheen, who is only three or four years older than you, is the youngest member of the team."

Then he looked at the more mature middle-aged man wearing glasses on the right, "Dust Sigurd, the backbone of the team, has handled more than a dozen cases in the mysterious field."

Dast waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't flatter me. The cases I handle are all trivial and trivial. When added together, they are not as important as yours this time."

After introducing the people in the police station, Amisha's expression cooled down slightly. She looked like she had found half a maggot when eating an apple. She continued to introduce the last person in disgust: "This is Special Agent Lansford of the FBI's Paranormal Affairs Division." ·Ram."