Chapter 22

At this point, Emily vaguely understood Luke's purpose, but she always felt that it was not right. Roger Cassius was her superior. If she didn't care whether he investigated the case himself, it would be a superordinate act.

"I'll put the gift here. If you accept it, let's go to Gotham now. If you don't accept it..."

Luke didn't go on. His expression said it all.

Emily is a kind person. The words and deeds of her military father have given her a sense of justice since she was a child. It is this sense of justice that did not refuse the invitation of the FBI.

After becoming an agent, she has been working hard to prove herself. Even though she suffered all kinds of unfairness because of her superhuman identity, she has always insisted on a high spirited and progressive attitude.

She's a regular person, and today, she's broken by Luke.

Ignore the boss, act beyond the level, embezzle credit, secretly operate, become a hero, promote the supervisor

Emily caught her hair in her hands. She was really blinded.

Luke looked at his watch. As the second hand turned three times, he said,

"have you thought about it?"

Emily took a soft breath and said with a slightly hesitant expression, "just the two of us, can we?"

Luke smiles like a big happy boy,

"come with me."

They come to an underground garage and turn on the light. A dark Lamborghini sports car rushes into the field of vision. This sports car is different from what Emily saw before. The flashing black shell seems to be covered with a layer of black gold armor. In the light, there is a dim light, just like a panther in the jungle. It is majestic and has a great visual impact.

Even as a girl, Emily also feels the unique charm of the car. She can't help sticking out her right hand and touching it on the body. The feeling is hard, but it's not as cold as metal.

she looks up in surprise, "composite armor, bulletproof car?"

"I'm a little knowledgeable."

"Lamborghini doesn't make bulletproof cars, does it?" The girl asked uncertainly,

"I modified it myself, not only for bulletproof, but also for other functions."

Luke opened the trunk, took out a gray armored box, pressed the top button, the armored box automatically disintegrated, divided into three layers, the bottom layer is flat with two sets of black tights made of unknown materials, the middle is pistols, glasses, masks and so on, and the top is a few rows of never seen gadgets.

Luke picked up the tights on the right and threw them to Emily,

"this is yours. Change them quickly."

Emily catches the clothes and subconsciously looks for the fitting room. When she finds that Luke takes off his coat and pants and stands there wearing a small pants, her face immediately becomes embarrassed,

"is there another room?"

"Just change it here, no one else." Luke said casually, and then, not knowing what to think of, he looked at Emily with deep meaning. "You're not wearing underwear, are you?"

"Go away!"

Emily angrily scolded, went to the dim corner of the light, took off her clothes and skirt, and put the tights on her body as fast as she could.

No matter how fast she was, she couldn't avoid Luke's eyes. She had a good look up and down, inside and out.

"Have you finished reading it?"

Emily glared at him angrily. "You see that!"

With his chin clenched and his eyes half narrowed, Luke inspected all parts of the girl's body, looking at the concentrated look. He thought he was looking at the artwork.

As the old saying goes, tights are the standard for heroines. The curves of the figure are really different from each other. With purple hair, purple eyes and beautiful appearance, it's really a word!

"Let's watch me hit people again."

"Well, don't look, don't look."

Luke took back his eyes and arranged the gadgets in the armored box.

Emily began to be familiar with the "uniform" on her body. The whole body of the tights is dark gray, with no pattern or grain, and the weight is not light or heavy. Within the acceptable range, the material is very elastic, and it is close to the skin without any feeling of being bound.

The waist is tied with a gray metal belt with a row of slots, which should be used to put things.

Each shoulder is inlaid with a black transistor, and silver silk thread pops up under the transistor and extends to the finger joint.

In addition to these, it's the button on the outside of the thumb of both hands. Emily tries to press the button on her left hand.

It's too late!

The air crackled, and the current overflowed from the end of the silk thread, wrapping the palm like a condom. The girl was startled. After a few seconds, when she found that the current would not hurt her, her eyes lit up immediately.

"This is..."

"When the 320v AC power grid hits the human body, it will destroy the cells in the body, lead to the collapse of neural regulation, and then produce convulsions, shock, convulsions and other complications. When using it to attack, don't stay on the enemy for more than five seconds, you will die."

"Oh

Emily answered foolishly, pressed the button, the current disappeared, pressed again, the current came out, pressed again, disappeared again, pressed again, came out again, back and forth, over and over againLuke is speechless. He's twenty years old. He's like a child.

"What's the right-hand button for?"

After pressing her left hand, Emily immediately thought of her right hand,

"the micro current of neurons stimulates the body to continuously secrete adrenaline, so that the mind can maintain a high concentration in a dangerous environment."

"Yes Luke quickly reminded, "this thing will consume body energy, don't press."

Emily nodded, holding back the impatience of her fingertips, glanced through the armored box and said curiously,

"are glasses and masks used for camouflage?"

"Glasses with infrared life detection device, as for masks..." Luke picked up a white metal ball, "anti-virus is on the one hand, more important is this."

"Inside is a high concentration of compressed ethoxyethane, also known as ether. As long as you press the button, two seconds later, the shell of the metal ball will break automatically."

As an FBI agent, Emily is no stranger to ether, pointing to the black disk beside her and asking, "what's this for?"

"Hand grenades, a combination of sonic booms and hand grenades, fuse time is three seconds."

"And this one?"

Emily pointed to the silver bracelet next to her glasses,

"the wire drawing device has a very high tenacity, which can bear the weight of 200 pounds. It is mainly used for jumping off buildings."

The girl wanted to ask again, but Luke raised his hand,

"stop asking, these weapons are not for you."

“……”

Emily's eyes are silly, and her heart is full of great loss. She has simulated in her mind what occasion to use what weapon, but you don't use the equipment. It's not bullying!

Luke pulled out two gloves that didn't look very delicate from the bottom of the box,

"this is yours."