Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 1037 - Super Killer, and Consulting a Professional

Chapter 1037: Super Killer, and Consulting a Professional

Luke drew a circle with his finger, indicating for her to adjust the position of the drone. “Look here. Didn’t you just ask who that super killer is? Pay attention to that man in the suit attacking the Tarasov family. That’s him.”

Selina: “What?”

She looked at Luke suspiciously, but immediately refocused on the battle. “How do you know that?”

Luke said, “It would be strange if it wasn’t him. The day before Christmas Eve, when I was sending Elena back to school, the Tarasov family sent people to a house in New Jersey owned by someone called John West, whether to silence him or for revenge. However, he killed all twelve of them. So, what happened at the nightclub and what’s happening here might be a personal grudge.”

There was no need for a super killer like John West to incur hatred with a troublesome force like the Tarasov family unless it was a personal grudge that was hard to resolve.

However, it had been more than a week since the attack which had happened before Christmas.

Not only were the two sides causing a ruckus, it was getting bigger and bigger. This was probably a very deep enmity.

Luke recalled the information on John West. It seemed that his wife had died of cancer not long ago. This was information that could be looked up at the hospital. John also didn’t have any children. This probably wasn’t about something that the Tarasovs had done to his family.

Could it be that it was John who had done something to the Tarasov family? That was possible.

Selina suddenly warned him, “There’s a sniper.”

Luke nodded and looked at the screen. A man on a rooftop was holding a gun.

Just by looking at his posture and the silencer on his gun, one could tell that he wasn’t an ordinary player.

After some thought, Luke didn’t say a word. He didn’t even bother to contact the police front desk via the radio.

The killer was up against a gang, and as a minor NYPD detective, he had nothing to do with either party. Why should he get involved?

With the two detectives simply watching from the sidelines, the battle was short and intense.

The man in the suit was astonis.h.i.+ngly strong, and was the one to initiate the attacks. The Tarasov family had already lost seven or eight people.

At that moment, a fellow driving an SUV crashed into another car and sent it spinning.

John, who was standing next to the car, was caught off guard, and was sent flying as he was. .h.i.t by the car.

The people of the Tarasov family immediately rushed forward, preparing to get rid of this terrifying fellow.

Bang! A gunshot rang out in the air.

The person leading the charge jerked, and he fell to the ground with a hole in his head.

Bang! A second gunshot rang out.

The second person tried to dodge to the side, but blood burst from his chest and he fell to the ground screaming.

“Sniper!” another person shouted.

The four or five people who were charging forward decisively retreated and ducked behind a car, out of the sniper’s firing range.

John, who had been sent flying seven to eight meters away, struggled to get up. He crawled into a car not far away and started it up.

His right hand was severely injured from that earlier collision, and he couldn’t even hold his gun steady.

Several of his ribs seemed to be broken. Even if he didn’t run, he wasn’t able to fight, and could only wait for death.

How could he die before he found the guy who killed his dog!

Hence, John drove off without hesitation.

No one from the Tarasov family dared to chase after him.

Snipers in a city environment were too dangerous.

Moreover, both the sniper’s shots just now had connected. He definitely wasn’t a second-rate player. No one wanted to go out and become a third corpse.

They could only hide behind the car and call for help.

Luke and Selina, on the other hand, saw from the drone that after John drove away, the sniper on the roof immediately packed up and ran off. He had no intention of keeping the criminals occupied.

“What now?” Selena asked.

Luke smiled at her eagerness and shook his head. “No, no, we’re not Tarasov’s thugs.”

Selina sighed regretfully. “What should we do?”

Pondering for a moment, Luke said, “Let’s follow him. We can talk to Mr. John West tonight, and you can spar with him.”

Selina chuckled. “Wouldn’t that be bullying him?”

Luke curled his lip. “It was already very good of me not to get rid of both sides on the spot.”

Of course, when he was investigating the scene at the nightclub, he suddenly had another interesting thought: He needed to go back and consult Kincaid, the “professional.”

The two of them quickly followed the fleeing John West, all the way to a… hotel.

Looking at the old building at the intersection of two roads, Luke narrowed his eyes. “Hehe. Interesting. It’s this place again.”

Selina was also enlightened. “No wonder. He really is a hitman.”

Luke nodded and drove away from the hotel.

After they drove for a while, Selina asked, “Then, should we go in tonight?”

Luke thought for a moment, then shook his head. “That’s the New York branch of the Continental Hotel. We can’t act too brashly.”

Being brash meant losing a lot of benefits, such as experience and credit points.

A super killer wasn’t enough to disrupt his rhythm and deal with the Continental Hotel ahead of time.

Following his initial plan, Luke went to the lab.

After seeing the super killer John, he now made some of his plans, which had been on stand-by, a priority.

But this plan still lacked the most important prop, and he needed more time to do research.

For the next two days, Luke did research and Selina trained at the laboratory in Na.s.sau County.

Luke called Kincaid and sent him a photo of John West. “Is this the John you were talking about?”

Kincaid immediately sent an affirmative answer. “Yes. Did you provoke him?”

Luke chuckled. “What’s his full name?”

“John Wick. He’s known as the Boogeyman. Of course, he wasn’t called that at the beginning,” Kincaid said.

Luke asked, “Are you close to him?”

Kincaid: “You could say that. But he could also take a mission to kill me.”

Luke curled his lip. “In other words, you actually aren’t friends at all?”

Kincaid scoffed. “Although most of his targets are underground, he’s killed many innocent people. We’re not the same sort; how can we be friends?”

Luke nodded. “Okay. By the way, did Sonia give birth to a daughter?”

Kincaid: “It’s a son. Wait, why are you asking that?”

Luke sighed regretfully. “A little girl would be so cute. A little boy… forget it.”

Kincaid: “Get lost!”

After learning from Kincaid the real name of this super killer, John Wick, Luke had a clearer plan in his head.