Super Detective in the Fictional World

The background behind the angel is no longer holy light, but a dark, deep rain screen, with a faint chill throughout the scene.

Long ago, Elena finally finished her first draft, looked at the scene, and stunned for a moment.

And finally, she came out with the Angel of Holy Light, and she put them together, and for a moment of contrast, she suddenly had this uncontrollable thought in her mind: this strange man, he must not miss it.

Luke over there went back to his room, lay down for a moment, and suddenly he stood still.

System: You get Leto's gratitude to learn all of his abilities.

Reto Ability: Basic Guns, Basic Fighting... Primary Extreme Running Cool.

Primary Limit Running Cool: Prerequisite Power 20, Agility 20, Points 1000.

Luke couldn't stop laughing.

Adding one more elementary capability is a complete surprise, Coretto. What's going on? Isn't he in detention?

Perhaps Rhetto saw his sister? Luke was so guessing, he quickly relaxed and fell asleep.

What he did not know was that Rhetto was not at all in detention at the moment, but with a naked young policeman.

Not long ago, the two broke into the chaotic Taha nest and fought hard with several gang members, culminating in the successful robbery of a car, including a special shipment.

After escaping, Leto finally met the sister who stopped the car.

This car was originally stolen by Leto's men, and of course his sister had seen it, and she could only recognize Leto at a glance.

After a conversation, Rhetto and the bald young man looked at each other.

They had been arguing outside the Taha nest for a while before, and they almost fought to find out whether to act immediately or to start work after a reconnaissance.

Now Sister Reto tells them that Taha is cold.

Even more frightening, the Taha man was in his office, quietly hung up by a window guard, and his number-one batter, K2, was poured into at least a pound of white crystal.

Leto and the skinhead young man's unbeatable Taha gang, that's it.

Perhaps someone will come forward to take over the group, but it will undoubtedly lose its strength and will no longer have anything to do with Taha.

Leto was very happy.

The car that his men stole contained a very dangerous and troublesome shipment, and he would remain in prison for the rest of his life if he did not recover it.

And robbing from Taha will inevitably face the gang's wild pursuit.

Now that Tahamo was somehow killed, a whole bunch of trouble for Leto disappeared.

Now that K2 is dead, Leto really doesn't think anyone else is gonna get in trouble with him and his sister.

Thank the mystery man! Thank God he rescued his sister and killed Taha and K2!

Especially when she heard from her sister that Taha wanted to fill her with white crystals and make her an idiot, Leto's gratitude grew stronger.

Also at this time, Luke received a system prompt.

……

The next morning, when Luke woke up, he met Elena, who was up early, and accepted her invitation to breakfast.

A moment later, Luke sat in Elena's room again, drinking coffee, and saw the basically finished sketch, full of strange colors: "When did you draw this? ”

Elena: “Just last night, I thought it was cool! Not my painting, but you from last night. ”

Luke couldn't help but laugh: "Well, I admit, I'm glad to hear you praise me for being cool. Few people describe me that way. ”

Elena laughed, too: "Yeah, you don't look so cool. ”

Luke shrugged: “You can't have the boss playing cards on his face! Pretending to be cool and tired. ”

Elena laughed happier.

Luke sighed in his heart at the moment: he had washed himself so hard over the past few days that even Elena, who had just met him, had noticed a noticeable anomaly!

Yesterday I had this feeling myself, so I ended up just distantly causing burns, destroying the workshop, and not exclusively killing the gang members.

He can't keep killing like this, so Elsa will definitely find something wrong.

What's more troublesome is, what if there's a serious psychological problem? Let old G. treat him!

The secrets he buried in his heart could not be reached by any psychiatrist, not even old G.

He talked to Elena as he reckoned in his heart.

After a while, Luke got up and said goodbye, and walked up to the little door, and he suddenly turned around and said, "Elaine, if I invite you to take me to Paris for a few days, will you? ”

Elena was a little disappointed. The look changed instantly: "Really? Don't you work anymore? ”

Luke shrugged: “Get everything done today, and then you can play in peace. ”

Elena nodded with a smile: "Okay, no problem. ”

Luke: "Uh, won't it affect your class? ”

Elena laughed: “Recently, the school's curriculum has been to find a place to write for yourself. When I met you that day, I was writing in a small park, and now I have 10 days to write. ”

Luke laughed, “That's great, so we're leaving tomorrow? ”

Elena nodded excitedly and suddenly shook her head again.

Luke: “What? ”

Elena: “Actually, we can go now. ”

Luke smiled and nodded in agreement: "Whenever and wherever you want. ”

The next day, Luke felt he had finally found the right way to open his trip to Paris.

Before he read about it on the internet, Paris was full of blue sky, white clouds and green spaces, the scenery was fresh and charming, and the tourists were weaving.

The Paris he remembered in the last few days was a night of cold rain, bloody screaming, full of criminals, not a painting at all.

When they followed Elena, they took the subway bus and traveled through the streets and alleys of Paris, and the scenery everywhere was as fascinating as the online presentation.

Luke also bought a more professional digital camera, which he would use, as would Elena, and she had quite a talent in photography, taking much better pictures than he did.

If he takes a picture of his girlfriend, he'll have to break up once.

Even Elena, after seeing a few of the pictures he took, never mentioned him taking any more pictures.

For two days, Luke said he wanted to go to the beach.

Elena did not hesitate to say that the two of them took the train and went from Paris to Marseilles in the south in more than three hours.

Marseilles is much warmer than Paris, which looks cold in the light rain.

When the two of them arrive, it's sunny and the weather is beautiful, and even in January it's quite warm.

When they got here, they played in town for a day, and the next morning they sailed on a scheduled yacht to play.

January, of course, cannot swim in the sea, after all, the maximum temperature is 10 degrees Celsius.

But sunbathing at noon is okay without swimming.

And the blue sea sky, surrounded by loneliness, such a good atmosphere, more suitable for two people intimately.