Super Detective in the Fictional World

Military personnel carry out tasks, often just shoot directly, killing enemies is the first priority, wrong beating is better than getting killed.

The police could not, they wanted to judge whether it was ordinary people or gangsters, whether to shoot or to give priority to hiding. After all, if they hit an innocent people wrong, they would lose their jobs.

Luke's detective system, the first task, was to get him official police status, which he didn't want to lose.

It took Luke and Selena an hour to teach as they adjusted.

Luke knocked out ten magazines and his hand felt a little uncomfortable, so he stopped.

The two men asked the fellow on the side to take the gun away before walking back to the gun shop in front.

Luke swiped the cards one step ahead, cleared both of them, and Selena didn't refuse.

She taught Luke how to afford it.

Old Pad didn't want to talk lonely: "Yo, did little Luke have a crush on our big girl? Have you got the room rate ready? ”

Luke smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Pad, don't you know, can I eat with my face? ”

Old Pad doesn't understand: "What do you mean? ”

Luke continued smiling: "I mean, I could sleep in my girlfriend's Simmons and wait at her house for her to make me dinner and then slap my ass off. ”

Old Pad's face was full of disbelief: "You hang like that, Robert, you know? ”

Luke shook his head: “That's not the point. The point is I don't have to spend money to get it all. And you, it costs a lot of money, including room fees. ”

Old Pad hadn't figured it out yet, and Selena laughed, hugging Luke and giving him a bite in the face: "Boy, I like you. ”

Old Pad was shocked: "Are you serious? ”

Luke shook his head helplessly: "That's because she was happy when she found out you weren't well. ”

Selena laughed again, and Luke stopped groping bitter old Pad, the bastard, and pulled Selena away.

A few minutes later, a shout came out of nowhere in the gun store: "Damn! You mean I don't spend money and nobody beeps with me? You fucking beep, beep..."

This way, Selena and Luke out of the gun shop.

When she got in, Selena didn't drive, she said, “It's early. Why don't you accompany me to the exercise?" ”

Luke looked at the time: "It's 6: 20. Aren't you coming home for dinner? ”

Selena doesn't care: "They'll leave me dinner. Let's go. ”

Luke: "... but my house is having dinner. ”

Selena: "Call Catherine and have her leave you a copy. ”

Luke: “I don't have a uniform either. ”

Selena: “Then go home and get it, and save the phone bill. ”

Luke:... it's like gasoline doesn't cost money. Uh, well, police cars do get reimbursed for fuel, as long as they don't exceed the limit.

In the end, Luke gave in.

After all, Selena just coached him to practice guns without hiding anything.

It's a traditional Chinese virtue.

Though he is white now, this virtue has not been forgotten.

Selena sent me home, took a set of boxing clothes and told Catherine to leave him a copy of dinner.

Then he got back in the car and ran off in smoke.

Catherine stood in the kitchen, looking out the window at the police car, and turned around and asked Robert, who was sitting at the table, "Do you now allow officers to fall in love with each other? ”

Robert looked at the newspaper and said, “No. ”

Catherine: "So you won't stop them? ”

Robert: “It's early, unless Selena chases back, that son of a bitch won't take the initiative. ”

Catherine: “Are you sure? ”

Robert: "Don't forget, Jimena, the girl went after Luke for two months. ”

Catherine: “But I think Selena is more direct and proactive than Jimena. ”

Robert dropped the newspaper and sighed: "What can I do? Did you fire them both? Just open one eye and close one. ”

Catherine Speakless: After half a day, you can't help them.

The police car went back to the station.

Police stations are manned 24 hours a day.

Bob was the one who stayed, and he looked at the two of them coming in, and he said, "Oh, you guys are so good? Did you know I was bored and came back to chat with me? ”

Selena whispered, "Bob, you meet your Jenny first. We're going to the training ground. Play for yourself. ”

Middle-aged bastards can only look bitterly at the two of them going to the basement, where there's a small training ground.

Sandbags, dumbbells, barbells, pullers, and all sorts of exercise equipment, although not particularly tall and not fully equipped, are available in a professional gym.

It's also a small benefit for the police, otherwise they drive fast food every day and quickly become fat people who can't run without exercise.

There's also a little ring in the corner for the occasional idle cops to beat each other up.

Selena took off her uniform, followed by her pants, which contained a set of sports underwear.

Luke scratches his head: "Selena, aren't you going to change? ”

Selena set the shape of a beauty contest: "Not good? ”

Luke looked at the wheat skin that was darker than Shimena's, smooth muscle lines, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

This body fat rate is below 20% and I don't know if I like to drink DR. Pepper's how she stays in this shape.

However, Selena didn't care, so he stopped going to the dressing room and took his clothes out of his bag.

He has a sleeveless t-shirt on his upper body and a slightly loose sports shorts on his lower body.

He's so conservative compared to Selena with her little vest and her little boxers.

Selena said, “Are you a little girl? Still covering yourself up so tight? ”

Luke just laughed.

He doesn't want to be naked, and the developed pectoralis major and the eight abs are out of sight.

“How do you want to practice?” He shifted the subject.

Selena pointed to the ring: “Let me see how good your Bazoo is first. ”

Luke said, “Are you sure? ”

Selena beat a few times, her pace was flexible and she was light, like a powerful leopard: "I'm sure, let's go. ”

Luke figured it out and thought he'd better not be too harsh later.

The two stood still, and Selena said, “Attention.” He approached Luke quickly.

She obviously learned boxing, had a standard posture and a focused eye.

She quickly approached with a small step and lit it with a punch.

Luke smiled and his drooping hands did not lift the stop, and as she punched the punch, he leaned forward.