I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

After Harrison and Wolfe left the detention room, not long after, the vent on the ceiling was opened, and a figure jumped from above silently.

The figure that is convex and curled, wrapped in a black tight leather jacket, looks even more attractive and hot. The black mask that looked like a cat blocked most of the facial features, only showing a smooth jade chin and bright red lips.

"Hee hee, dive into success!"

Catwoman stretched out her little lilac tongue and licked the corner of her mouth gently. The gloves of both hands ejected cold flashing fingernails, and swiped forward twice, and then heard a metal jingle, and the thin iron railing of the arm was easily cut off.

"Humps, poor little brother, sister, I'll save you." Catwoman twisted her slender waist and walked into the cage. "But this time, to save you, the Penguin and the black mask have joined forces. Then you paid more than 100 million U.S. dollars."

Seeing the trembling suspect curled up in the corner, and the smell of urine emanating from him, Catwoman covered her mouth and nose with disgust, and pulled off the black cap off her head.

Then revealed a completely strange face.

Catwoman was dumbfounded, and stared at the strange man in front of her blankly: "Are you not Hupps? Damn, where is Hupps?"

The man whimpered desperately, with a ball of socks in his mouth, unable to speak at all.

Catwoman didn't intend to help him take out the socks, she looked around vigilantly, turned and rushed out of the cage quickly. At this moment, the door of the detention room opened, and Wolf rushed in, saw Catwoman who was about to escape, and fired without saying a word.

Catwoman tossed in the air flexibly, making unimaginable difficult moves one after another, avoiding all the bullets that came. Finally, as soon as he climbed on the wall and rose into the air, he disappeared into the vent in the blink of an eye.

Wolfe put down his gun hatefully, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Be careful, someone shows up with Hupes and enters the ventilation duct. Everyone is careful about the top of their heads."

After shouting, he walked to the railing, looked at the man curled up in the corner, pleadingly looking at him, and smiled indifferently: "Sorry, young man, you always pay a price for doing something wrong."

He raised his gun and ruthlessly shot and killed the small police officer who was previously responsible for guarding the detention room.

While Catwoman was climbing quickly in the ventilation duct, she could free her hand to send a text message: "Target has been replaced, whereabouts are unknown!"

A few minutes after the text message was sent, those armed men wearing black masks who had rushed into the police station received instructions at the same time and began to retreat quickly but in an orderly manner. With the cover of smoke bombs, these people quickly disappeared without a trace.

The attack took less than ten minutes before and after, but the damage to the New York Police Department was the greatest. Not to mention how many police officers were sacrificed and injured. In terms of morale and face, the New York police have been completely discredited.

What's more, Hupus was not saved in the end, and he was rescued by the mob. Although the police immediately sealed off the entire Manhattan Island, the search turned dark and nothing was found.

It can be said that the New York police completely failed in this operation.

But a weird situation emerged. The gates of the police headquarters here were blown up, and they were almost killed. But this matter did not cause the slightest disturbance in the high level of New York, everyone is busy, after all, today is Christmas, everyone is preparing their own Christmas dinner.

As for ordinary citizens, there is not much response to this. At most, I curse two sentences while watching the news, spray two sentences on the Internet, and then what should I do next.

In this society that seems to be divided by an invisible knife, ordinary citizens are separated from the police and the high-levels, and seem to live a life where the well water does not interfere with the river, and no one disturbs anyone.

Only the New York police officers and their families were quietly tidying up their affairs, cleaning the battlefield, and then going home to lick their wounds...

The magnificent city government building is brightly lit, and Mayor Pulis is in his office, asking his newly recruited female secretary to choose a tie for himself.

At this time, the office phone rang, and the blond female secretary picked up the microphone with a smile, and put it in Pulis' ear intimately.

Pulis squeezed the towering part of the female secretary and smiled: "I'm Pulis...Sergeant Wolfe, what's the matter?...What? The policemen have suffered heavy losses and are understaffed?"

Pulis frowned, waved his hand to signal the female secretary to leave, and gritted his teeth with the microphone: "I don't care about the reasons you said. Tonight you must ensure the safety of the city government dinner...what a Triangle Group banquet, Is it important to have a Christmas dinner hosted by the city government?"

"Let’s mobilize manpower from over there and replenish it to the municipal government. Those who go to the square building are all rich people. They bring their own bodyguards to ensure their safety... Yes, this is my order. Bar."

Putting down the microphone, Pulis snorted coldly, and said with disdain: "I didn't even come to the Christmas dinner hosted by the city government, but went to a banquet of the Triangle Group...Fuck, go to death, damn rich!"

At the police station, Wolfe also put down the microphone, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but then disappeared. He dialed a number again: "Captain Beeth, in accordance with the request of Mayor Pulis, your team canceled its duty in the square building and went to the city government to perform its duties. Do you understand?"

So half an hour before the official start of the banquet in the Fangzheng Building, all the police officers on duty around were evacuated.

In Vigo Manor, the butler looked at Vigo, who was still in her nightgown, and frowned, "Master, the evening banquet is about to begin. Do you need me to wait on you to change clothes?"

Vigo waved his hand casually: "I can do it myself. Go to the study and help me get my glasses."

The butler looked at the calm master, although he was puzzled, he still went to the study to get his glasses as instructed. When he returned, he happened to see Vigo, dressed in a straight suit, standing at the end of the corridor, reaching out to close the open window.

"Master, you... are you fast enough to change clothes?"

The butler looked at Vigo with a little surprise.

Vigo grinned reluctantly: "Fortunately, is the helicopter ready?"

"I have been waiting for a long time."

"Okay, let them start, I'll go to the bedroom thing."

Vigo nodded, and started to walk to the bedroom. The butler quickly stretched out the glasses case in his hand: "Master, these are the glasses you just told me to get."

Weiguo coughed, took the glasses case, put the glasses on, nodded and smiled at the housekeeper, and walked to the bedroom door. Before he could open the door, the bedroom door opened by itself.

Two small figures rushed from the inside and held Vigo's arms tightly: "Grandpa, you are finally here, let's set off now."

With that said, there was no room for Vigo to resist. The two twin sisters took Vigo staggering and walked out.

"grandfather?"

The housekeeper stared blankly at the back of the three people away. When did the master ask the two young ladies to change their names to Roar?

"What are you looking at?"

Another Vigo came out of the bedroom, and when he opened his mouth, he frightened the housekeeper. Looking back at the Vigo, who was still wearing a nightgown, the butler immediately understood, and whispered: "Master, just now... is that your substitute?"

Vigo smiled calmly: "Wait for the chairman of the Osman Group, Norman Osborn will visit in secret. Don't disturb anyone, just lead him to my bedroom."

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