Super Detective in the Fictional World

Swish! Pfft!

On the freshly laid resilient track, the minibus unsurprisingly fell for the twenty-fifth time on the big horse lying down.

He didn't bother to get up, so he screamed from the ground, "No, I can't run, I feel like I'm tied up."

That didn't get a response from Luke.

"Luke?" When Barbar turned his head, he saw Luke looking at his phone, a smile on his face.

Boba wondered, "What's up, what's up with you?"

Luke puts the phone away: "It's not me, it's you."

Boba: "Me?"

Luke: "Just wait, Bruce will be back to tell you the good news himself."

Boba: ???

I'll tell you the good news in advance. How is Master Wei going to recruit you? Luke's mind muttered.

Ten minutes later, Master Wayne returned.

Walking over to the somewhat restless minibus, he handed out a folder that was squeezed in his hand, "I was too busy the other day to make it. This is a small gift to welcome you to the team."

The minibus was really surprised: "Ah, thanks. What is it?"

With a friendly smile on his face, Master Wei indicated that he should read it himself.

Ba opened the folder and read the first page, looking up a bit confused, "CSI external consultant? I didn't apply ...... uh, you helped?"

Although his words were a question, his look was very positive.

However, he didn't think for a moment about what this "small gift" was for.

Before, this job was indeed very good, but the minibus was still a little self-conscious that he was not suitable to be in the official organization.

Even if the CSI forensics department is more like a technical support "scrubber", it is still under official management.

Master Wei continued to smile, laughing lightly, and raised his hand to signal the minibus to continue to read the back.

The smile was unintelligible to the minibus, but Luke had already translated it in his mind - money means you can do whatever you want.

Sure enough, the minibus lowered his head with confusion and flipped to the second document at the back, his eyes widening and his hands trembling slightly.

It was several seconds before he looked up, his eyes a little red, "My father's case has been reopened for investigation?"

Master Wei's torso under his black coat straightened up and nodded calmly, "I made a donation to the GCPD's old case investigation team, so they said they could help."

If it was in the comic, at the moment before the minibus that the old man Wei is not even black, but carrying a thousand feet of golden light, in which all the $ symbols jingling and jingling.

Xiao Ba was very touched, but his mind was a bit torn: "Does this ...... count as a bribe?"

The words had just left his mouth and he felt out of place.

What kind of person did Master Wei need to bribe the GCPD? I'd love to get his dad out of the minibus, get a barrister to apply for parole due to illness, and get a walk-on out.

The cost of this operation may not be as much as his donation to GCPD.

Besides, a donation to the GCPD doesn't meet the definition of a bribe.

Master Wei's smile was clouded, "If it was a bribe, then I should have just asked them to release it. But now ...... Old Case Investigation Unit and CSI are collaborative departments."

Xiaoba was stunned, "What do you mean ......"

Master Webster: "It's much easier to borrow GCPD resources to investigate than it would be for you to mess around on your own, and it's legally binding."

Ba understood and perked up, "Thank you, thank you Bruce."

Master Wayne just patted him on the shoulder, "Everything will be fine, try your best." He said and turned around and walked away.

Bud stood there, agitated for a while before he calmed down and turned his head to see Luke next to him, who was back at work, "Hey Belle, I might not have time for this lately."

Luke was unconcerned, "It's okay, I'll walk you to the prison later."

Baal: ???

......

Sitting in Luke's black SUV, the minibus finally managed to say, "Are you worried about me?"

Luke started the car, casually set the destination, and let the car autopilot.

Then he took a large paper bag out of the storage compartment between the front and passenger side, "Sandwich, either?"

Known as a food black hole, the minibus student came and reached inside to take one out, peeling off the wrapper and taking a bite before saying vaguely, "Actually, I can just go by myself."

He just didn't like contact with ordinary people, and he wasn't stupid.

Whether it was Master Wayne or Luke, or even Diana, he was treated with a bit of a little old brother's attitude.

While it was a nice feeling to be cared for, it also made being an adult a little awkward for him.

Luke: "Bruce helped you out with the formalities, so I should more or less help out."

Looking at the troubled expression of the mini-bar, he stopped selling out: "I used to work as a detective and have some personal skills in solving cases. It's been so many years since your father's case, and it requires some external help to recall certain overlooked details."

Bud's mouth opened wide, "You? Detective?"

Luke laughed lightly, "If you don't believe me, it's okay for me to say it again when Diana comes back with her lasso. I did work as a detective, and it was in Homicide."

Baba: ...... That's a pretty damn good match for the profession! His own father was found guilty of killing his mother and was wrongfully imprisoned!

Luke, who was eating a sandwich himself, casually explained, "Actually, I've seen the file on your father's case, and if you get a barrister and find a few holes in the police evidence, you'll be out in six months at the most."

Ba was torn.

That's what he thought, but that wasn't the case with Dad.

Coming out as a "maniac" with a "suspected" wife killer on his back is not good for Pops, who has lost his fighting spirit.

It's similar to when someone is convicted of "rape" and then released after a lawsuit with insufficient evidence.

Most people who have heard about this still think that this person is a quasi-junkie.

Everywhere is prison for the decadent Barry's father if the charge is not completely cleared.

"But, after discussing this with Bruce, I feel that your father must be given a clear explanation." Luke's words interrupted Barry's concern, "So for the time being, I'm going to aggravate him and stay in prison."

The case can be completely overturned, whereupon the minibus feels it is a grievance and nods his head.

But when he waited until after the prison, he realized that he had underestimated the ability of the bills.

The two men sat on a comfortable leather couch, with the captain of the guards standing next to them, but in a respectful manner and with an obvious attentiveness on his face: "Mr. Bell, are you satisfied with the private waiting room? Can I get you a cup of coffee?"

Instead of answering, Luke raised his hand to silence him and beckoned the minibus posing as his assistant to come.

Ba Ba also looked serious, walked to the small table in front of him and placed a suitcase with a shiny silver casing, which looked extremely high-grade.

The case had been scanned when it came in, and there was no metal or suspicious items inside, and the prison guard captain who hadn't watched the scan screen looked sideways curiously.

As a result, the minibus took out a complete ...... bone china tea set from inside, including the teapot.

Then, there was a thermos of black tea.

Only lastly, a three-tiered pastry rack folded and stacked in the middle with isolation measures.