Super Detective in the Fictional World

Bell must be in some kind of trouble.

She's very skilled, she can switch plates, she doesn't drive anytime, anywhere, how can she be easily caught by the police.

Think about that loser cop she was with, Luke thinks she must have been in the pit.

Without thinking about it, he went upstairs to the apartment and started making gear.

From afternoon to evening, he finally got a few pieces of equipment.

One of them is pretty tiny, and it's a standby device to see if you can put it in the A8 with the stolen money.

If it succeeds, the A8 will be hard to escape.

The other two, which require him to be laid temporarily, are sort of landmine-like, except that it kills and injures the car itself, not people.

And what he was really reckless about was that big legs of driving.

According to the information Elsa gathered, at least one of these long legs was not less skilled than Bell, perhaps the sister paper on the driver's seat that day.

Luke still has a fresh memory of her unique style eye.

Ultimately, the world looks at faces and money.

Otherwise, why is Dr. Bruce Banner so miserable that Tony Stark has always had so much to offer, and not just because he's not handsome and rich?

At this point, time is up for the evening.

Elsa comes back and knocks on Luke's door.

When she came in, she said with a headache, "Do you know what Bell did? Suspected of breaking the law, she broke into a bunch of red lights and broke down a municipal facility. ”

Luke: “Did she crash a building? ”

Elsa: "No, she broke a fire hydrant on the street. ”

Luke: "... can you get her car out? ”

Elsa: “It's troublesome, but I got her the car. This is a pick-up certificate, and let her pick up the car herself at the Department of Transportation.” She handed out a note.

Luke took it, didn't even look closely, and asked: "What about the rest? ”

Elsa: "The NYPD hasn't let go and asked us to share the information with them first. ”

Luke laughed, “Why? With Bailett's big face? ”

Elsa had the same look.

NYPD has a good idea, but LAPD is not stupid.

Sergei's case, LAPD paid enough, and the bank robbery was the NYPD's turn to pay.

Trading is trading, and the American people have always been.

The treatment of Luke and his wife here in Belet was not very good.

Luke shook his head: "Well, I'll go check on the big legs first. You've been busy all day, so get some rest. ”

Elsa got up from the good and went back to her apartment.

Luke went downstairs and called, “Belle, aren't you home?... This is Jesse's home, not yours. So you have news for your baby, and you don't want it? Oh, that's right. I'll be back in 30 minutes. I'll wait downstairs. ”

Bell did come back soon, but the man who came with her gave Luke a twitch in the corner.

Why is this toxic guy here?

Belhaha smiled and rushed over: "Where? Where's my baby? ”

Luke looked at her with no expression... the guy next to him: “Who is this guy? ”

The white young man smiled and reached out: "Ah, I'm Worthbourne. You're Jesse, right? ”

Luke had a dark face and ignored his hand: "Belle, can you let this guy go first? I don't want anything to happen. ”

The white young man's face was desperate.

Bell grinned, "Worthbourne, go back to your mother's first. I have business here. Besides, this is just a tenant here. My boyfriend Jesse is black, you know? ”

Worthbourne walked away in disgrace.

Watching this shit go away, Luke spits in his heart: Worthbourne? It's "I'm stupid”!

He just gave Bell the note in his hand: "Take this and go to the Department of Transportation to pick up your car. By the way, a day or two max, I might need to use your car. ”

Bell looked at the cop and was amazed: “No problem. I'll pick up the car right away. ”

Luke stunned: "Aren't you off duty now? ”

Bel hey, smile: "Okay, stop pretending. This is not a proper driver's file at all. Look at this stamp," Serious Crimes "! This is their in-house special approval of the cop, ready to pick up the car. Ha ha, I didn't expect to see this. I have only heard them say that this is the treatment of insiders. Uh, wait, you don't want me to be your informant, do you? ”

Her fat face revealed a tangled divine color.

Luke rolled his eyes and said, "Pull it down! I don't want to give you a wire bill. By the way, if you give that guy an informant, be careful the next time your car gets burned to ashes. ”

Bell stunned: “How do you know? ”

Luke: “The first time I saw that Worthbourne, he went down the street and tried to requisition someone else's car. It turned out to be a car crash, and the guy slipped away. Don't hang out with people like that. You don't talk about killing them. Don't you think it's always bad luck that you're with him? ”

Bell thought about it, and it was creepy.

She found out that she had had bad luck all the way from knowing the guy, lost her car, had a boyfriend fight, and was almost killed by a group of women robbers.

Luke: “Now that you can pick up the car at any time, get your car back. Your car better not go wrong, I need you to help me catch a bunch of very skilled thugs. ”

Bell stunned: "Great driver? ”

Luke: “Haven't watched TV in the last few days? The robbers of two banks in a row in Manhattan, the guys who run the BMW 760LI. ”

Bell lost his voice and said, "Are you looking into them, too? ”

Luke stunned: "Hmm? ”

The robbers were not said to be women on TV.

Or how does Bell know these women are robbers? Oh, she was pointing a gun at those big legs yesterday.

Bell grinned, "It's because of them that my car was confiscated. ”

Luke: “Then it's time for revenge. Come on. ”

Bell thought about it, and nodded, “Well, I'm gonna go get the car, and I'm gonna get my baby back and fix it up. ”

The two of them said goodbye to each other and ran away from each other.

On his bike, Luke returned to the warehouse where the big legs were, knocking five or six non-criminal gangsters with steel balls along the way, earning 65 points of experience.

Pull over a hundred meters from the warehouse, find a corner, and connect the bug over there.

Long legs didn't move much, and Luke turned on the electronic reconnaissance on the phones before continuing to approach.

The light car found an air window on the road, and Luke slipped on the wall and rushed up with force.

He measured the warehouse and found that the A8 with the money had been covered by a layer of dark plastic cloth, parked in the corner of the warehouse without a look.