Super Detective in the Fictional World

rogram 0405.”

Soon, the other party picked up the call, and a woman’s voice rang out.
“What’s up, sir?”

Nick Fury said, “Come to D.C.
immediately.
There’s a big problem here.”

The woman said, “I’ll be there in four hours.”

Nick Fury said, “I’ll give you three.
That’s all.”

He then cut the communication and stopped the car at a red light.

Suddenly, he felt two gazes on him.

He glanced over and saw a police car.
The two officers in the car were sizing him up, as if he was a wanted criminal.

The director was unhappy.
“What? Want to check my ID?”

The two officers turned around, and the light turned green as the police car left.

The director snorted, but didn’t vent his anger.

…

On the other side, Frank was putting together a plan, when he suddenly heard a notification from Bobo.
“Mr.
Smith, a fierce gunfight has broken out in a major district.
Several police cars are besieging an SUV from SHIELD.”

He paused.
“Show me.”

A virtual screen appeared in front of him.

After watching for a moment, his expression turned strange.
He hesitated for a moment before he said, “Contact Knight and tell him that ‘Black Egg’ is under attack.”

Bobo said, “Okay, Mr.
Smith.”

A moment later, Bobo said again, “Knight said, ‘I don’t have time.’ Mr.
Smith, you are free to decide whether or not to undertake a rescue operation.”

Frank was silent for a moment, before he saw Nick Fury’s black SUV suddenly launch fierce firepower, and the police car that had been blocking him was sent flying.

He chuckled and shook his head.
“No need.
Black Egg won’t die.
Take note of the people chasing him, follow them, and lock onto all suspects.”

Bobo said, “Okay, Mr.
Smith.”

Frank sneered, and thought to himself that since he wouldn’t be using his identity as a member of the Bat Squad, it didn’t seem to be a problem to kill these dirty cops in passing.

…

On a street in D.C., Nick Fury was bleeding from the mouth and nose as he ordered loudly, “Activate flight system.”

“Propulsion system damaged.”

Nick Fury said, “Then call Agent Hill.”

“Communications system damaged.”

Motherf*cker! Nick Fury thought to himself.
“Then what’s working?”

“Air conditioning is fully operational.”

“Then give me some air first.
I need to calm down,” Nick Fury growled angrily.

Both parties flew down the street for some time.

The SUV couldn’t shake off the police cars behind it, and the police cars behind couldn’t do anything about the SUV either.
The police officers could only shoot wildly.

Suddenly, Nick Fury saw a man in a black combat uniform, standing quietly at the intersection up ahead, raise a gun.

Swoosh!

A disc shot out of the gun and flew under the SUV, instantly sticking to the bottom.

Boom!

Nick Fury felt himself flip over along with the SUV.
He hit his head and slid forward.

The man in the black combat uniform unhurriedly turned to the side and let the SUV tumble past, before he strode off after it.

…

At that moment, Frank exclaimed, “This guy… Interesting! Bobo, send this feed to Knight.”

Bobo: “Okay.”

Staring at the image, Frank couldn’t help but murmur, “Black Egg shouldn’t die so easily.”

A moment later, the black soldier opened the door of the SUV to reveal that the driver’s seat was empty.

Frank snorted and shook his head.
“That’s just like Nicholas.”

There was a huge hole in the ground under the SUV, revealing an open sewer.

As expected of the man’s reputation as a black tortoise — not only was he hard, he was also shameless and slippery.

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