Super Detective in the Fictional World

The day trip soon became a reality, and even Victor, the machine brain, got together to set off together.

In his words, it was that his brain felt like it was being processed for data every day lately.

The matter of Ba's father is waiting for news, this kind of day trip can still be accepted.

After all, it was a "reunion" activity. If Luke helped him, he could help Arthur, too.

Master Rhett? Of course he wasn't informed.

A big capitalist with a private jet didn't need to fly on the same plane and wanted to go himself.

The three of them still went to Luke's side of the base first and departed on the exclusive business jet belonging to Lu Master.

Compared to the first combat performance fighter plane, the business jet had two characteristics: comfort and speed.

If the plane wants to be comfortable, the prerequisite is basically large.

Otherwise you have to get up and walk around slightly bowed, passengers shoulder to shoulder, and you can smell a fart.

When Luke lifts the plane into the air and sets the course, the two men behind him are still visiting, the minibus wows, and Victor keeps nodding his head.

Luke sits on the grey and white couch, "Well, the money is just a tool for me, this is just a place for Union members who may be hitching a ride, otherwise a regular business jet will suffice."

They were both a little speechless, but who let Luke have the money.

If a rich man said something, it wasn't sour grapes mentality, couldn't lift a finger.

After all, people could afford to buy two, one to drive and one to throw in the hangar to eat dust.

The three of them were no longer in a hurry to work, and began chatting about their recent events.

It's the subtle, subliminal set that Luke excels at.

With this free time, he was just in time to tell the two about the reasons for the recent increase in the frequency of Knight's actions.

These two were simpler than Master Vai, but they couldn't be fooled as fools.

Make their goals simple and straightforward so they wouldn't misunderstand.

Of course, this kind of conversation is the best time to "gag".

It's about your attitude, but if it's acceptable to the other person, it will be influenced.

The special business jet was fast, arriving in Sicily in just over three hours, which Luke thought was a good time to say too much.

Out of the airport, Luke gave the minibus a Galaxy Escort kind of flight suit: "There are still more than a hundred kilometers, you also change the transport."

A few moments later, to the sound of excited woohoo from the minibus, the three of them flew to that seaside town.

Compared to running on the ground or even buildings, flying completely free in the air was undoubtedly a whole new exciting feeling, and the minibus students loved it.

It was a pity that the journey was so short that they only flew a little bit out of the feeling.

The three of them landed outside the town and sat behind a fence of flowers at an open-air restaurant led by Luke.

Baba was as uncomfortable as if he had a bug on him: "Gee, why do I feel like everyone's looking at us?"

Luke cocked his head, "Because all three of us are men."

As soon as he had a look around, Baba noticed that there really weren't many men getting together to eat, either women or men and women together: "What's so strange about that?"

Luke smiled without saying anything.

Victor lowers his head and utters a giggle.

Because minibus you look like a weak chicken! It was white and thin and looked young. He muttered in his mind.

Good thing there were three of them, the stares around them weren't too exaggerated, but the minibus was just too sensitive to human attention.

After the food was served, he didn't care about that little attention.

After ten minutes or so, Luke said softly, "Here we are".

Within a second of each other, the three men's eyes fell to an alleyway exit not far away.

Arthur's tall form stepped out, but he still had a beautiful redhead in his arm.

Bud was only about to say something when Luke threw a Sicilian rice ball into his mouth, gagging him from speaking.

Xiaoba and Arthur are still relatively familiar, the demigod's ears are also good, heard what still watch the show.

On the other side, the Gou man and woman also came to this restaurant and sat down just ten meters away from the three of them, just around the corner from each other with a fence of flowers.

Apparently, this position was specially chosen by Luke.

If you don't pay attention, the flower fence will separate you from each other's view.

But if you were mindful and moved your perspective, you could see the other side through the gap in the flower fence.

The three, even the simplest minibus, was gagged by the rice dough once, but also know the true meaning of silent onlookers, slightly rotate the chair and body, adjust the perspective, incidentally, Sicilian beef roll plate in the hand to eat.

I can't help it, that dog food ...... across the street is sweet! He must appease his young mind with food.

In the sunlight of the Sicilian morning by the sea, the red-haired beauty's face was like white jade, so nearly perfect in outline that it seemed her entire face was glowing.

With the bright red curly waves and the loose white gown, the minibus felt that only the goddess of war could stay on top of the whole.

Like any star or the like, her looks might be superlative, but her temperament and complexion could not be delved into.

Just such a big beautiful woman, birdie leaning against the two fool Arthur, the two whispering, and sometimes also feeding each other food, full of smiles.

The air was filled with the sour smell of love.

Luke had only one comment on this: beauty and the beast.

Arthur was such a winner in life, it really wasn't something ordinary people could imagine.

His own father was just a lighthouse keeper in Maine, and the hell knows how he got the favor of some high ranking Atlantean woman and gave birth to Arthur.

It's true that Luke doesn't know who the woman is, but Arthur was able to go back to the sea and make a lot of noise and hook up with such a beautiful woman back there.

When Arthur went back to return the box before, he might have given it back to this big beautiful woman.

The Atlanteans who could guard the box would not be too low in status.

It's impossible for Arthur to get this beautiful woman without some "blood".

The three of them were observing in secret until the mini-bar stuffed the beef rolls and rice balls into his stomach in one gulp, then Luke tapped the table, "Okay, let's go over and say hello."

Baba: "Huh?"

Victor ducked his head and smiled, how much he loved surprising people as a non-tribe.

So Luke hit the head, Victor followed, before the minibus got up.

Arthur was sweet-talking his new girlfriend, Meera, when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder, "Arthur."

That voice? He turned his head sharply, "Bell? Uh, Victor! Barry!!!"

Luke smiled with a gentlemanly smile, "Sapience!"

Magajafako! Victor and Arthur added the second half of the sentence in unison in their minds.

Then Arthur saw Luke extend his hand, "I'm Belle, Arthur's friend. How may I address you, beautiful lady?"

Meera saw that Arthur didn't mean to object, so she knew it was the truth, and even that they had a good relationship.

So she likewise extended her hand and smiled in return, "Hello Belle, call me Meera ...... La?"

Luke bowed slightly and pretended to give a kissing salute.

Of course he didn't really put his mouth on it, he just couldn't see it from Arthur's angle.

Arthur was a little miffed, "Hey, since when have you been so polite?"

Luke raised an eyebrow, "First time we meet, Ms. Meera makes me feel like a princess."

Meera smiled as she watched the two "interact".

Arthur's subconscious retorted, "Nonsense, why didn't you do that with Diana?"

Luke is appalled, "You said it too, she's strong, I'm afraid I can't beat her."

Arthur: ...... Fuck you, how could you!

Meera's ghostly voice came out, "I'd like to hear about this Diana, too!"

Crowd: ......