Annoyed, his partner lay down and took another puff. He then raised his right hand and looked at the dark red butt between his fingers. "If I'm unlucky, I'll be shot. I don't even have to wait for lung cancer. My wife and son will be someone else …"
Swoosh!
A spinning black shadow suddenly crawled through the gap of a few centimeters in the window, cut through the cigarette butt that he raised up, and shot into the tissue box on the center console with a bang.
The two FBI agents lowered their bodies almost at the same time, but they were trying to look around.
The follow-up attack they expected didn't happen. It was quiet all around them.
The two of them looked at each other in bewilderment.
In the end, it was the driver who reached out and picked up the tissue box on the driver's side, before he pulled out half of the … dart?
Looking at the strange-looking dart for a moment, their expressions suddenly changed, and they exclaimed in unison, "Batman?"
The dart in the driver's hand was completely black. The curved edges on both sides looked like bat wings, and there was a protrusion in the middle of the dart. Overall, it looked like a slightly exaggerated bat.
Just as he shouted, the driver put the dart in front of his eyes and looked at it.
He couldn't turn on the lights in the car, so he could only look at the dart in the dim light from outside.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he tore off a small piece of paper from the flat side of the dart.
He quickly took out a small flashlight, lowered the note to the lower part between his legs, and turned on the flashlight to look at it.
His partner asked in a low voice, "What is it?"
The driver said, "An address. It's three blocks away."
His partner asked, "What does that mean?"
The driver thought for a moment and said, "Let's report it to the boss first. If worse comes to worst, we'll go there ourselves."
A moment later, the driver hung up the phone helplessly.
Their boss had ordered them to stay put, and the backup team would check the address, in case the enemy was luring them away.
The two of them could only continue to stare at the occasionally passing cars at the end of the street.
His partner had only smoked half of his cigarette when it was cut in half by the dart. He had already rolled up the window.
The dart had almost scared him to the point of peeing his pants. He felt that it was safer to close the window.
But a few minutes after he closed the window, a black shadow spun out of the darkness and stabbed into the hood of the car in front of them.
The two of them were so scared that they cursed and shrank down again.
After a while, the two of them slowly poked their heads out and looked at the thing stuck in the hood.
The second bat dart!
The driver gritted his teeth. "I just had the car repainted two days ago! Damn it … "
At this point, he held back.
He quite admired Batman.
The two of them looked at each other and covered each other as they got out of the car. The driver removed another note from the bat dart and shone the flashlight on it.
It was another address, but it was even further away. It was five blocks away.
Both of them had a bad premonition and called their superiors again.
This time, the boss was silent for a moment before saying, "Alright, I'll get the nearby teams to take a look. You guys continue to stand by. This might be a trick to lure you away. Maybe this is the direction the bandits want to open up the most. Don't be careless. "
As soon as they hung up, his partner cursed, "Bullsh * t! Why would Batman help the criminals deal with us? "
The driver, however, shook his head. "But it might not have been Batman who threw it!" As he said that, he looked at the dashboard.
There were two evidence bags on the dashboard, inside which were the two bat darts they had just received.
He suddenly said, "Open the window on your side by five centimeters."
His partner found that odd. "What's wrong?"
The driver said, "Well, the smell of your cigarette is still there. It's a little disgusting."
His partner grumbled unhappily, but did as he was told.
Suddenly, his boss called. "Are you still here?"
"Yes," replied the driver.
His boss said, "Try not to move without my orders. Let me know if anything happens."
After the call ended, his partner was baffled. "What the hell is going on? Why did they make us stay here … "
Swoosh!
A black shadow spun and flew in through the gap in his window.
But this time, Luke was more experienced and had better control of his strength. After the black shadow flew in, its momentum was greatly reduced. It hit the dashboard and fell onto the two bat darts.
A third bat dart had appeared!
This time, the driver skillfully removed the small note with his gloved hand, dialed the phone, and transferred the address on it to his boss.
He vaguely understood that he and his partner were just messengers who were responsible for passing on Batman's information to their boss.
His boss sounded excited this time, and didn't have time to say anything else. "Very good. You can keep waiting there for news."
In his excitement, his boss had actually revealed a bit of the truth — the address on the slip of paper was indeed for him.
After he hung up, his partner suddenly said, "Just now, you asked me to open the window and lower my body so that Batman could shoot the darts in?"
The driver lay back down unconcernedly. "What else? Am I supposed to let him stick the darts on my hood again? Or the car door? It's troublesome to repair a car. It'll be more convenient for everyone. "
Lost for words, his partner could only take out a cigarette. "Then I'll smoke another one. You don't mind, do you?"
The driver shrugged. "Whatever. Do you want coffee?"
"… You piece of sh * t!" His partner cursed angrily. "Give me a cup of coffee your wife made."
The driver's expression didn't change. "I'm sorry, I made the coffee myself today. I was picking at my feet. Do you want more?"
"Get lost!" His partner gagged and finally retreated.
What they didn't know was that they were the most idle people tonight.
Their boss, for example, was already on the phone with a flushed face as he frantically mobilized manpower. "I don't care. You have to send me twenty more people. I've already caught more than fifty guys, and at least three of them are important wanted criminals. The identities of the rest are still under investigation. If you don't want to let the big fish get away, you'd better get more people … "
Luke was also very busy on his end.
In the past few days, he had set up surveillance drones in the vicinity, as well as surveillance cameras on the tops of tall buildings. Together with the information he had obtained from the gangs, he had locked onto many suspicious locations.
He checked them one by one according to the route he had planned in advance. As long as there was a group of armed, unidentified people gathering illegally, that could be a target.
After taking down a nest of criminals, he would come back with a dart and have the professionals clean up the mess.
After this series of cleanups, five of the sixteen locations belonged to friendly forces, including but not limited to the FBI, the DEA, the CIA, and Homeland Security.
The remaining eleven locations were where a large number of criminals from all over the world had come to earn a hundred-million-dollar bounty.
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