Luke took another sip of Coke unhurriedly: "I won't force you to hurt those "cute" masked people, I only care about those killers. ”

Wade:...... Majak Fako! How is it like this again.

Only then did he remember that although the vigilantes were not treated well by the police, the killer was undoubtedly a more suitable target, and the one in front of him happened to be a policeman.

I just don't know what kind of operation the LAPD police came to rob the NYPD.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

Luke took another sip of Coke, shook the bottle in his hand slightly, and watched the soy sauce-colored liquid frothy: "Find out a killer information, depending on the degree of danger, a hundred to a thousand dollars per person." ”

"So little?" Wade couldn't help but lose his voice.

Luke: "It's an information fee. I just want their appearance, body shape, origin, nicknames, these big road goods, and I don't want you to hack them to death. ”

Wade listened, and thought about it.

This huge bounty will attract at least dozens or hundreds of killers who want to make a fortune, and some of them must be very powerful.

He doesn't need to find out everything about the other party, such as the whereabouts.

As long as he hears about it, he can report it to this big Kaizi, and maybe he can get the information fee.

A few dozen is too little, won't he falsely report more than a hundred? Then tens of thousands of dollars will be in hand.

Thinking so in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, but his mouth said, "This, it's too low, right?" Boss, do you want to add more? ”

Luke: "Too little? Let's calculate my agency fee last time. In your industry, the intermediary fee should be 10-30%, and I will take a median value of 15%. Last time you made at least seven figures, even if I had a minimum of one million, 15% would be 150,000 ......."

As soon as he heard that he suddenly had a six-figure "debt", Wade decisively raised his hand and surrendered: "OK, I think the price you gave is very reasonable, I can't wait to start working." That's it, byebye! ”

As he spoke, he drank most of the whiskey that was full of ice water in one gulp, got up and ran away.

Luke took the Coke in his hand and stood up to greet Selena: "Let's go." ”

The bartender not far away suddenly spoke: "I can also provide information here, just use the price you said, how about it?" ”

Luke chuckled, "You're not afraid that Wade will trouble you?" ”

The bartender pouted: "Let him kill people, when it comes to checking the news, he is a younger brother." ”

Luke snorted and turned to look at the guests in the bar, "You're not going to sell me the information about these people, are you?" ”

The bartender shrugged: "Of course I don't mind if possible." But no one here should have any killer proof from that family, and they couldn't accept the bounty task, otherwise how would they sit here honestly and drink. ”

Luke: "How long will it take you?" ”

Bartender: "Just come the night after tomorrow." ”

Luke shook his head when he heard this: "Deal." As he spoke, he walked and wanted to go.

The bartender stopped him again: "Wait. ”

Luke: "Huh? ”

Bartender: "You're new here, so I'll have to take a deposit." Note that it is a deposit. ”

Luke casually took it in his arms and threw it, and a roll of green bills fell into the glass jar: "Then you have to work harder, don't even run out of deposits." ”

Seeing Luke and Selena leave, the bar's hand had already taken out the roll of American knives from the glass jar, put it under the counter, and quickly clicked it.

"The patron who can please Wade is really very good!" The bartender muttered.

Luke gave a standard 100-dollar large super scroll, twenty sheets per volume, that is, 2,000 US dollars.

The deposit for their line of work is 50% of the remuneration at most, but it must be a person with good reputation and strong ability to get it, and under normal circumstances, 20% is taken first.

That is to say, Luke ordered information from him for 10,000 US dollars.

It's a big deal.

With this in mind, the bartender walked quickly to the bar, picked up the phone and spoke.

……

As soon as Luke arrived at the lab, Robert's phone called: "Pick up the fax, the sketch has been sent to you." ”

Luke hung up the phone, looked at the fax he had just sent, and said, "Gary, compare this picture with those suspected targets in the database, and let me know when the results are available." ”

After the order, he looked at the sketch and muttered: "It's really vicious, but it's very bigwig, and it should be more popular than Robert." ”

I saw the man in the sketch with small eyes, big nose, trapezoidal face, and a flat head, with a cold expression and a strong figure.

Yes, it's a full-body sketch.

After looking at the sketch for a moment, Luke laughed: "Catherine's painting skills have been picked up again, this level is really good." ”

Slipping the sketch into storage, he added two more points to the spirit, making it 39.

Looking at the number 39, he was full of anticipation: "Tomorrow, I will know what 40 tastes like." ”

When Luke and Selena go home to rest, Manhattan is bustling with activity at night.

There are people in many of the commanding heights and observable positions in Clinton and Harlem.

From time to time, two people with binoculars met their eyes.

At the beginning, everyone was able to maintain a tacit understanding.

They are all professionals who come for a 10 million bounty, and few people want to waste their time on other peers.

But as the binoculars of the two killers met unexpectedly, the situation of "confirming the eyes is the big enemy" happened.

There are not many people who are good tempers in the killer industry, and the two of them decisively opened the film.

After an intermittent burst of gunfire, a man fell from the roof of the fifth floor and smashed into the street.

It didn't take long for the patrol police car to arrive.

The occupant who called the police mentioned that there was a sniper rifle next to the deceased.

When I first heard the call, the operator thought it was a joke.

There are many people who own guns in the United States, but those who hold high-end goods such as sniper rifles are either enthusiast collectors or professionals.

Soon after the patrol officers arrived at the scene, they reported the situation to headquarters.

The deceased was dressed in black, with all kinds of equipment on his body, and the price was expensive, but it was not the style of the police or the military.

PLUS THAT SIGSSG SNIPER RIFLE, THIS IS CLEARLY NOT SOME COLLECTOR OR ENTHUSIAST.

These people will only look at the large collection on the gun rack in the house, go to the shooting range and fire a few shots and call it a day, instead of climbing up to the roof of an apartment building in the middle of the night with a sniper rifle in full armor to blow the cold wind.

As the police entered as if they were facing a great enemy, the scene gradually became chaotic.

Finally, after a second pair of vendettas-grudge hitmen go to war and accidentally injure a police officer, the NYPD blows up like a cat that has been stabbed in a chrysanthemum.

Not only did a large number of patrol police cars rush to the scene of the crime in Harlem, but even helicopters were dispatched to check the rooftops of various buildings in an attempt to detect suspicious persons.

Two squads of SWAT also arrived, ready to fight the professionals.

Chickens and dogs jumped, and most of the killers chose to retreat.

ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

There is no reward for killing the police, and the target is nowhere to be found, so they are crazy to mess with the NYPD.