Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 510
Chapter 510 This Is Very American and Hollywood
Even then, the machine guns on the two special combat motorboats were still unleashing firepower like crazy.
Boom! A truck which the thugs had driven here finally blew up as it was suddenly sent flying in a small mushroom cloud.
Just like that, the two motorboats swept through this uninhabited area and took their teammates away, leaving behind a forest filled with bullets, bodies, burning cars, and trembling thugs. Looking at this scene in the rearview mirror, Luke couldn’t help but nod. Very good. It was very American and Hollywood. Oppressing the enemy with overwhelming firepower before the soldiers showed up to clean up the mess was the battle approach most commonly adopted by the American army.
Luke took a detour in the Hummer and recalled the drone that had landed on the roof of the building earlier, before he drove straight off the mountain.
He didn’t think anybody would be in the mood to block the road after this.
Half of the one hundred men in Christophe’s base were dead. Furthermore, the soldiers had left by boat, so it was unlikely that the thugs would continue blocking the road. When Luke was thinking this, a pickup suddenly appeared up ahead. The handful of men on the pickup were all holding rifles.
After the two vehicles passed each other, the pickup suddenly turned around to chase Luke.
The rifles on the pickup opened fire. Luke could hear the bullets clink against his car.
He rolled his eyes. “Lunatics!” He drew out his gun from the holster on his thigh, stuck it out the window, and turned his wrist.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! After a few screams, the shooters on the pickup all fell, and two holes appeared in the windshield in front of the driver. Bam! Boom!
There was a muffled crash behind Luke’s car, and he put his gun back and heaved a sigh. “Isn’t it good to just live honestly?” System: Rescue Lisa Morales, DEA agent. Completed.
Total experience: 100. Total credit: 100.
Contribution rate: 70%. EXP +70. Credit +70.
System: Eliminate the secret camp of Christophe’s gang. Completed.
Total experience: 3,000. Total credit: 3,000.
Contribution rate: 30%. EXP +900. Credit +900.
The reward wasn’t bad.
Most of the reward must’ve gone to the two special combat motorboats for destroying the secret camp. After all, there had been almost ten machine guns on the two boats, and they had fired hundreds more bullets than Luke had. It was fair to say that they were the greater contributors.
But who knew if this could be considered returning the favor on Dustin’s behalf. Thinking that, Luke called Dustin. “Boss, I took care of it. But I ran into some SEALs when I rescued her, so I handed her over to them. They’ll take her back.” Dustin was stunned. “Already?” It had only been two days!
Luke chuckled. “That’s right. But the SEALs did help. Can this count as returning the favor?”
Dustin asked, “How exactly did you save her?”.
Luke thought for a moment. “I broke in and rescued her on my own. As I was retreating, the criminals were alerted, and the SEALS happened to be there, and covered me.”
Pondering for a moment, Dustin said, “Then that’s not a big problem. So be it.”
Luke asked, “Wait, boss, my vacation isn’t over yet, right?”
Dustin choked and was unable to come up with a reply until a long time later. “You can come back in two weeks as long as Selina is okay with it.”
What could he say? Luke couldn’t even be reimbursed for his travel expenses for this Brazil trip. Plus, he also had to pay out of his pocket while he was there. He was definitely free to spend a few more days in Brazil. Hanging up with a smile, Luke murmured, “Selina is definitely okay with me.”
But after thinking for a moment, he called her. “Hello, dear, it’s seven in the morning in New York. Time to get up and pee.”
“Get lost!” Selina’s furious voice burst out over the line.
Reminding Selina that she should develop healthy living habits and informing her that he would be in Rio for two weeks, Luke whistled as he crossed the sea bridge again.
Looking at the beautiful city on the other side of the bridge, he chuckled. “I will never forget Rio.”
He hit the gas pedal and sped toward the city.
Rio was just as charming in the morning. It was another sunny day, and May was one of the coolest months of the year in Rio, which was in the southern hemisphere – a minimum temperature of no more than twenty degrees Celsius once in a while counted as cool.
Driving past the beach, Luke looked at the bikini-clad girls who had come out early in the morning and chuckled. He found a place to park his car and went to the beach as well.
He had completed his most important mission of returning the favor, and had the rest of the time to himself. There was no need for him to rush.
After all, the experience bundle wasn’t going anywhere.
Thinking that, he went to a seaside restaurant and ordered a delicious breakfast.
Leisurely finishing breakfast, he checked his watch and looked at the growing crowd of girls on the beach, before he turned around and left.
He roamed around the city in the Hummer and checked out the outside of a certain small and unremarkable building, an office building, and a villa in a rich neighborhood.
These were the locations of Christophe’s hideouts which Luke had forced out of Pedro.
Christophe was more of a broker. He was mostly in the business of transactions and wasn’t obsessed with expanding his territory.
He did business in Rio because of the special environment here.
There was a limit to the disorder here and it wasn’t entirely lawless. It was a very suitable place for someone as dirty as him to operate freely and groom subordinates.
But this city was the turf of other bigshots, like Hernan Reyes, who was one of the biggest bosses in Rio.
Thus, all these locations were basically under Hernan Reyes’s control.
Luke spent the next two days very leisurely.
Every time he went out for food or to shop, he would send out his drones to gather intelligence. From the movements of those people from the stronghold, he found even more of their associates.
It was like pulling out sweet potatoes from the soil; pulling one out got him a string of bonuses.
Luke couldn’t be any happier during those two days.While he typed out all sorts of backup information on his laptop, he subconsciously murmured, “20, 20, 50, 20, 100, 200, 50…”
Generally speaking, the system would give twenty experience and credit points for a goon, thirty to fifty for a minor leader, and one to three hundred for the more vicious ones or the mid- to top-level gang leaders.
It was a pattern that Luke had figured out after a long time.
Of course his estimates weren’t accurate, but he had fun doing it.
The numbers he mumbled were actually the minimum he could get.
As he mumbled to himself and took notes, Luke was full of enthusiasm for his next few days in Rio.
Just like that, it was day five since he arrived in Rio.
Last night and the night before, he had destroyed two warehouses of illegal drugs. He didn’t kill a lot of people, but had disposed of quite a huge load of goods. The reward of over two thousand experience and credit points put him in a very good mood as he burned up the drugs.
