Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 173
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Chapter 173 Attack the Illegal Brothel (PART 2)
The remaining two gangsters were so scared that they didn’t dare stick their heads out from behind cover again.
Ignoring them, Luke walked out without any hesitation.
At a turn, he suddenly threw out his empty pistols.
Two gangsters who were crawling forward warily were hit in the head and knocked out, unable to get back to their feet.
Luke reached them and took their guns, before he kicked them hard in the back of their heads. He then turned around and raised his gun.
Bang! Bang!
A guy who was craning his neck to see what was going had his head blown up. Scared, his partner hurriedly took cover behind a car.
Ignoring the second man, Luke moved sideways and found another three gangsters coming from another direction.
They were the last to arrive, and didn’t really know what was going on.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Since they were too close, they were shot all at once. Two of them barely put up a struggle, and the last screamed miserably after he was shot in the arm.
Luke coldly pulled the trigger.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Dropping the now empty gun from his left hand, Luke returned to the man that he had let off earlier.
The guy was hiding in a corner and frantically making a call.
Luke sneered as he listened to him.
Pa!
The head of the idiot who had planned to call for reinforcements blew up. Someone was still asking questions on the other end of the phone.
Luke crouched down and picked up the man’s phone. He sneered at the phone that was still making noise, and crushed it to pieces.
He returned to the abandoned machines near the office and took a deep breath to activate Sharp Nose.
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Going around the two surviving gangsters outside the office, Luke locked onto the backs of the three people inside the office and slowly raised his gun.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three screams burst out from inside the office, but were quickly cut off.
Freaked out by the unexpected gunshots and screams behind them, the two gangsters outside the office fled.
Luke approached the office window to check the situation before he jumped inside.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Putting a bullet each in the heads of the three guys who had collapsed, Luke reached the door and raised the gun again.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two gangsters who had run in different directions fell and no longer made a sound.
Luke closed his eyes and listened for a while, before he quickly searched the office.
Putting the cash from the drawer into his backpack, he poured a bottle of Vodka on some documents in a cabinet, flicked a lighter, and tossed it onto the paper.
The fire quickly spread, and the whole office was soon ablaze.
Luke left. Picking up an AK and a magazine from a dead gangster by the door, he melted back into the darkness.
A moment later, two panicked gatekeepers who had been hiding in the dark were killed, too.
Finally, Luke slowly walked toward the barracks, which weren’t far away from the office.
The two gangsters who had been posted as guards here were dead. The place was undefended now
Several men ran out, but Luke simply moved into the shadows and didn’t kill them.
From their smell, he could easily tell what those men had been doing just now.
Undressed, panicked and unarmed, they weren’t gangsters, but customers who were here for fun.
They might not be good guys, but it certainly wouldn’t be right to kill them indiscriminately.
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Besides, there were more than sixty such men in the barracks.
If Luke were to kill them all, that would be a hundred dead people, including the gangsters. Chances were that the French government would regard it as a terrorist attack.
So, Luke simply avoided them and entered one of the barracks.
The moment he entered, his M1911 opened fire again and left three holes in the door.
A man behind the door dropped his gun and collapsed with the intense stench of blood.
He was the only gangster left who had still been guarding the place.
Of course, it wasn’t out of duty, but because he was frightened and hoped he would survive the disaster by hiding here.
It was a shame that his wish didn’t come true.
The unexpected gunshots scared the girls in the room. They all screamed at the top of their lungs.
Without saying anything, Luke took out his fake phone and typed out something on it.
The girls screamed again and looked at the man whose appearance was entirely hidden by what he was wearing.
He stood still and silent, and the girls couldn’t help but stop screaming.
At that moment, many of them had the same thought: The guards here were evil men, so this stranger should be a good guy because he killed them?
Even if he wasn’t a good guy, this was the girls’ chance to escape since the guards were dead.
Luke finished typing and pressed play. An electronic male voice rang out in the room. “Anyone here with a rich or influential background, come out and call your family, and get them to expose what’s been happening here however they can.”
None of the girls responded.
The electronic voice continued, “You must be quick. If gang reinforcements arrive and round you up again, you’ll have lost your chance, so you don’t have a lot of time.”
While Luke played the text, he opened the doors to the cages that the girls were in with the keys he found on the guard. “Don’t run off on your own. The police will have to rescue all of you if you’re together as a group; if you escape by yourself, you’ll be nothing more than a missing person that no one will care about. You’re already missing – no one will care if you go missing again.”
After opening the cages, Luke turned around and left. “Good luck, girls!”
A moment later, he disappeared.
The girls in the room looked at each other in bewilderment. Suddenly, a few of them rushed out of the cages for the phones that Luke had taken from the gangsters.
Luke heard the girls fighting for the phones and making calls like crazy. He actually didn’t feel nervous at all.
He had killed all the guards here, and it would take at least half an hour for the gang’s reinforcements to arrive.
Besides, Luke was here for experience and credit, so the more gangsters there were, the happier he would be.
Amanda was also in the room. She was lucky that she hadn’t been sent to the other barrack yet.
As for the girls in the adjoining barrack…
Luke sighed soundlessly.
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