Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke now reaches 32, more than six times the power of ordinary people, pushing people too easily.

The pressure on the security guards to move forward has become much smaller.

Luke doesn't need much skill, he just uses his barbaric strength and agility to shove the surge into the crevice, like a stone in the crevice of a dam.

This will certainly not stop the dam from crashing, but it will slow the water down.

He moved fast, rushed a few times and shoved them back. The people who were shoved back were squeezed into motion and restricted the movement of the people beside him.

The team accelerated immediately and rushed into the evacuation path ten seconds later.

Here the light was dim, Luke walked in front, and to his right was a white uncle of forty and fifty years of age, and he didn't look too eye-catching.

But Luke knows that this is not easy.

For those of you who just rushed in, you should punch them, you should throw them.

Clean means, never drag mud with water, which is definitely a professional.

Suddenly Luke opens his mouth and warns, “Someone's on the right. ”

The white uncle reacted very quickly, and without hesitation let go of a dark shadow that rushed in, holding each other's hands was a twist, when a noise, a metal object fell to the ground, everyone saw it implicitly, it was a dagger.

Uncle White's men were ruthless, pressed hard, heard a click, the guy screamed, wrist at least dislocated, more chance of fracture.

The uncle didn't stop: "Get out of here. ”

Everyone was alert and rushed out of this dark corridor. After entering the parking lot, the big singer Sheila was stuck in the car by the white uncle and rushed off.

Luke turned around and looked at Elsa: "Are you still looking for the big singer today? ”

Elsa nodded, “She's busy, and we only have an hour today. Now that this is happening, maybe it's only half an hour. ”

Luke nodded, silently, and got in the car and followed Elsa to the front nanny car.

Elsa caught up with the nanny car and suddenly said, “Why didn't you do it yourself? That's Sheila. It's good for you. ”

Luke wonders, “Uncle White can handle it. Why should I rob him of his job? I'm just here to help. ”

Elsa sideways: “No wonder you don't have a girlfriend. ”

Luke coughed softly: "Well, but I have a girlfriend who can fix the problem. ”

Elsa choked: Doesn't that mean she's got P-friends? She doesn't even have a boyfriend, so why ridicule Luke?

Elsa, who somehow knocked herself out, could only drive silently, thinking she should stop talking to some hard-hearted partner.

Half an hour later, the car reached Beverly Hills and entered a small villa.

Luke whistled: “This big singer looks much richer than that Katie. This villa must be at least $56 million worth of knives! ”

Elsa is silent and still sad.

The security guard at the door looked at Elsa's face and let her go immediately.

Luke knew instantly that Elsa had a better personal relationship with this big Sheila singer than he thought.

Before entering the door, Luke stopped Elsa in a weird way: "Just a moment. ”

In his sensitive sense of smell, the two inside seemed a little close.

Almost five minutes later, the door opened and the white uncle took a business card and came out a little confused.

The uncle was obviously serious and his clothes and pants were neat and unprofessional, as Luke had previously guessed.

And he said, "Hey, can I get to know you? ”

Uncle White woke up, looked at Luke and recognized the person who had just helped him, and he knew Elsa.

He smiled politely: "Hello, Brian Mills. ”

Luke reached out, “Hello, Luke Coulson. You're amazing.”

Brian revealed a peaceful smile, as if parents were looking at their younger generations: "Old, long overdue. ”

Luke smiled: "No, in your current state, you can still fight for at least 10 years. ”

Brian grinned, "I hope so.” He smiled politely and left.

Luke followed Elsa into the house.

The setting in this room is much higher than Miss Katie's.

This Sheila has been famous for almost a decade and is a powerful singer, with songs appearing in billboard rankings three to five years apart.

Most of them wander within a dozen or twenty years, but they are also top singers.

Elsa over there introduced Luke and assured him that he could be trusted, and the big singer didn't really care, just nodded hello.

Sheila's been a little unlucky lately.

Before the strange situation in the house was resolved, he lost the jewelry of a million dollar knives, then had a small fan meeting today, and was almost attacked by knife bandits.

At this moment, she's wearing a bathrobe, and she looks kind of pathetic.

Elsa comforted her, or went straight to the point: "Sheila, now that I'm here, of course, it's best to help you solve a problem, so why don't you show us the room? ”

Sheila also knows Elsa's personality, and she's right. She's half psychotic about weird things in the house.

She barely got up, “Come with me. ”

When you bow out of the sofa, the bathrobe reveals a slippery view across your chest.

Luke nodded softly into his eyes: a big singer indeed! Still famous for dancing, just hold on to it... Shh, the name is true!

It's not Luke being dirty, it's the beauty of the scenery, he's never going to look too far.

Take Sheila up to the third floor, and Elsa asks, “After you called me that day, are you sure you haven't tidied up the room or let anyone else in? ”

Sheila nodded: "Yes, I heard you said you had to protect the first scene to make it easier for you to investigate, and this time you didn't clean the room. ”

Luke was amazed that Elsa was an old spy and thought of that the first time.

Unfortunately, she was in Miami for the festival, otherwise more clues might be found.

Walking to the door of a room, Sheila hesitated, looked at Luke, and looked at Elsa.

Elsa immediately figured it out and nodded slightly: "He's all right, and he's got a set of solutions. ”

Sheila looked at Elsa with surprise, but she knew that her old friend rarely complimented men, especially since he was still a high school student.

Without hesitation, Sheila pressed her fingers onto a panel of the door, and a second later, the door opened with a drop.

Luke: "Fingerprints on? ”

Sheila nodded: "Yes, it can also be turned on acoustically. ”

Luke: "Who can open this door but you? ”

Sheila: "It's just me and Nanny Merrill, but the door opens with a record, and the door doesn't open with an unusual record of those days. ”