The next morning, Selina was having breakfast. She looked at Luke and asked, "What's wrong?"
Luke replied casually as he ate, "Yes. The one we caught last night wasn't the only undead monster. One appeared in Brooklyn as well. "
Selina nodded and frowned. "There shouldn't be many of these monsters, right? Otherwise, we would've had the information a long time ago. "
Luke said, "Very few. I screened the intelligence last night. There were only a dozen suspected cases in America in the past half a year, and they were scattered in various cities. "
Selina thought for a moment. "Actually, if we hadn't interfered with that Tyrannosaurus rex in Los Angeles, he wouldn't have exposed himself, right?"
Luke nodded. "Don't forget the old Asian man with the banana and the blonde. They belong to a secret agency that specializes in hunting such undead monsters. There's no evidence after one shot. Smartphones weren't popular before, and there wasn't much video evidence left behind. "
Selina asked, "What are you going to do?"
Luke shrugged. "I've already put two single-shot Black Net Launchers and one enhanced Black Net Launcher in the truck. But don't use the enhanced version unless it's absolutely necessary. "
Selina asked, "Why?"
Luke said, "You can see for yourself later."
Half an hour later, Selina went to the garage on the first floor and took out the enhanced version of the Black Net Launcher from the back of the car. She spun it in front of her and observed it in amazement. "Wow, this big guy is so cool."
What could Luke say?
The enhanced version was basically based on the MK19 automatic grenade launcher, except that its caliber had been expanded to 50mm.
Also, it used an ammunition belt.
That meant that as long as there was enough ammunition, it could fire nonstop.
That was also why Luke had warned Selina not to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.
It was obvious that this thing was expensive to build.
NYPD couldn't possibly have such crazy equipment, and it would be very eye-catching if they used it.
It was only because Luke was used to putting safety first and being prepared that two single-shot Black Net Launchers would be enough.
…
Nothing happened when the clone patrolled that night.
But when the clone was patrolling at night, he caught another undying monster.
When Luke tied up the three-meter-tall bamboo demon with a rope dart, two "acquaintances" appeared — one was an old Asian man in a fisherman's hat, and the other was a woman with wavy blond hair in a golden dress.
Seeing the toy banana in Big Wave's hand, Luke suddenly stood in front of Bamboo Spirit and blocked the bullet, which emitted a faint blue light but was invisible.
The next moment, Luke was stunned.
System: Special fusion type spiritual energy received. The energy fusion ratio has been backed up and can be cloned.
What the hell? He looked at the little old man and Big Wave, but found that both of them had different expressions on their faces.
The little old man smiled bitterly, as if he wanted to say something.
Big Wave, however, was very dissatisfied. "Damn it! Why are you causing trouble for a living person like you? It's a waste of my bullets. There are so many dead ghosts, and I don't have enough bullets. "
After "wasting my bullets," her words turned into some alien language, and Luke had no idea what she was saying.
Big Wave didn't care if Luke understood her or not. She pulled the string of the banana again, and another blue photon shot out.
This time, Luke didn't stop her.
The blue bullet flew past his head and hit the bamboo pole spirit.
Big Wave's shot just now had been aimed at Bamboo Spirit's chest, and Luke had blocked it with his hand.
If he didn't raise his hand now, he naturally wouldn't be able to block Bamboo Spirit's head.
Bang!
Bamboo Spirit's body stiffened, and she screamed before she exploded into a cloud of gray smoke, which quickly turned gray and disappeared into the air.
Luke waved his hand, and the rope dart on the ground flew back into his hand.
Putting the rope dart back in his waist, he stared at the two of them through the blood-red lenses on his mask. "Who are you?"
Big Wave said, "None of your business. Go beat up your hooligan. Hmph, don't bother with me … "
The little old man covered his mouth and smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, she's going through menopause. But we're a special department. You can let us know if you run into such a ghost again. "
Luke was intrigued. "How do I do that? Make a phone call or send a message? "
The little old man rummaged around in his trouser pocket and took out a black object, which he tossed over.
Luke caught it. "Is this … a pager?"
Although his face was completely covered by the helmet, the little old man seemed to be able to see Luke's "are you f * cking kidding me" expression. He explained, "Do you see the three buttons? From left to right, we'll come and arrest you if you press the first one, you can talk to us if you press the second one, and you can leave a message if you press the third one. "
Luke couldn't help but curse inwardly, But why did you make it into a pager? Are you crazy?
He nodded and put away what looked like a pager, but was actually a magically modified satellite phone. "What are they?"
The little old man said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but you won't understand even if I do."
Luke said, "Huh? Tell me then. What if I get it? "
The little old man said, "Fine, they're actually *% ¥# #. Can you understand them?"
Luke was lost for words. "… I really don't. Which alien planet's language is that? "
The little old man spread his hands. "That's why I can't help it. As long as I say # ¥% *, you won't understand."
Luke nodded, deep in thought. "I think I understand what's going on. Alright, I'll contact you if there's anything. "
As he spoke, flames erupted from his back and soared into the sky. When he was ten meters in the air, the flames died, and the cape turned into a glider as he flew off into the distance.
Watching Luke leave enviously, the little old man mumbled, "It's so cool to be able to fly. If I were still alive, I'd definitely become a hardcore fan of Batman … Ouch."
The little old man was knocked to the ground by Luke's punch, and Big Wave withdrew his fist. "I'm a f * cking man. If you put your hand on my mouth again, I'll tie you up in the back of a car and drag you around for a day, do you believe me? "
The little old man covered his face resentfully. "Who told you to keep spouting nonsense? Batman isn't a bad guy, and he can help us lock onto those dead people. Why do you have such a foul mouth? Are you jealous that he's more handsome than you? "
Big Wave snorted but didn't say anything. He turned around and walked back to his old car.
The little old man got up and followed him. "Wait, don't tell me you're ashamed?"
Big Wave said, "Nonsense, why would I be ashamed?"
The little old man said, "He's not a police officer, but an emissary of justice. You used to be a police officer, but because you were greedy for money … Ouch. "
The little old man crouched down again with his head in his hands.
Big Wave withdrew his fist. "You talk too much. Did that fart ghost's continuous farts last night feed you to your heart's content?"
The little old man got up from the ground resentfully again and sat in the passenger seat. "Let's talk nicely. Why are you so unreasonable?"
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