After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

Gas station outside New York Harbor.

A motorcycle with a roaring engine stopped in front of Su Ming and the God Team.

The masks painted on the faces of Westerners driving motorcycles are: bat, spider, praying mantis and dragonfly. Except for the dragonfly, whose figure has obvious female characteristics, the others are all male.

In addition to this distinctive mask, the Westerners also carried different guns and weapons on their backs, and the clothes they wore were much more professional than those of the God Team.

Even the calf position is equipped with emergency daggers and military spurs. The overall feeling is not much different from that of a special soldier in service.

After the Westerners got off the heavy-duty motorcycle, the sturdy man wearing a bat mask walked up to Su Ming first and nodded gently in greeting.

"Sir."

"What is the mission of this operation?"

"If possible, we hope to start action as soon as possible. Our team is better at dark environments at night, which can increase the probability of success of many missions."

"Then, the code names of our team members are the patterns of the masks on their faces."

As soon as these words came out.

Su Ming couldn't help but squint his eyes. Just now, Bat specifically stated...that their team is better at night environments. This is undoubtedly further proof that they are definitely retired special forces soldiers from the United States.

Because, if you are a professional killer who has become a monk on the way, because the special equipment is not advanced enough and you have insufficient experience in performing night missions, you actually don’t like that kind of late-night action.

Especially if the opponent is a veteran mercenary with rich battlefield experience, late at night when the visibility is not good, it means that all kinds of risks and accidents will increase several times.

But this masked team feels that... carrying out missions at night can increase their success rate. This is definitely something that can only be said after going through professional training.

For top special forces soldiers, night is undoubtedly the best camouflage, allowing them to boldly carry out various assassination and beheading operations.

Su Ming took out his phone and looked at the time, then spoke calmly.

"It's only eight o'clock in the evening."

"There's still a long time until dawn, so there's no need to be so anxious."

"The roar of your locomotive just now must have alerted the targets in New York Harbor. Going in when they are at their most tense is not a good choice."

"Besides, there are others who haven't arrived yet, and I also need some special information."

"Before that, you first send me your bank card number, and the advance payment of 50 million US dollars will be transferred to you first."

"After this mission is completed, the remaining US$150 million will be transferred to you."

"By the way, the code names of the three people around me are: Zeus, Pluto and Poseidon. They are your teammates in this operation."

"And the most important thing..."

Speaking of it.

Su Ming paused for two seconds, and then said seriously.

"bat."

"I know that your Masked Team are all professional retired special forces, but in this operation, I will take overall command and control the overall rhythm."

"You need to obey my command, but you are good at street fighting, and you should also know...The New York Port is full of containers, and the environment is as fast-changing as street fighting, so when encountering an emergency, you can decide how to act on your own "

"In order to ensure the success rate of the mission, the overall rhythm and situation must be controlled by me."

"If you don't agree to this request, you can turn around and leave New York Harbor now. If you think it's okay...then I will transfer $50 million to you immediately."

Hear this request.

The bat standing in front of Su Ming frowned. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked seriously.

"Sir."

"Before I answer whether I agree with this request, can you tell me... will you join us in this action similar to street fighting?"

"If you join in, it's up to you to control the overall rhythm, which is OK."

"But if you don't follow us into New York Harbor and you can't know the specific terrain and environmental conditions, how can you command us?"

"I don't think... this will improve the success rate of the mission."

It is clear.

As an experienced retired soldier, Bat is very considerate, and at least has a deeper understanding of street fighting than the members of the God Team who have become monks halfway.

Facing the bat’s rebuttal and questioning.

Su Ming's face still showed no emotion, he just narrowed his eyes and answered confidently.

"I will enter New York Harbor."

"But I won't go in with you at the first time. I will enter this area alone at the most suitable time."

"As for how to direct this matter without going into the field, I don't think you need to worry about it. As a professional hired by Old Morgan, I have enough confidence and assurance."

"You just need to trust my rhythm and handle any emergencies that may arise."

"I told you in a private message before that the danger of this operation is very high, so in order to ensure the success rate of the operation, you can now choose to refuse my command and leave New York Harbor."

"I don't hope that...after entering New York Harbor, you will be indifferent to my instructions, or even act in the opposite direction and do the wrong thing."

Looking at Su Ming's confident and determined expression.

Although the masked bat's expression is invisible, one can clearly feel that... he is currently seriously considering Su Ming's conditions.

After a few seconds.

The bat nodded and replied angrily.

"I agree to act according to your orders. Your complete confidence makes me feel...maybe you do have a special understanding of this street battle."

"Of course, I also believe in old Morgan's judgment and will not find a fool to find the murderer. At the same time, our team does need this money to further expand the organization."

"However, there is no need for advance payment. If this operation fails, there will be no need or place to spend money after meeting God."

"The two hundred million US dollars will be transferred to us after the task is completed..."

The bat hasn't finished speaking yet.

At the corner of the road in the distance, several high-beam lights suddenly came on.

The sounds of many vehicles traveling together overlapped together for the first time, becoming gradually clearer from far away to near.

Everyone immediately looked towards the corner of the road.

In sight...a fleet of dozens of black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles, surrounding a Rolls-Royce Phantom, was driving towards the gas station...