Super Detective in the Fictional World

Selena: "Why don't I come back and you don't have any points? ”

Luke: "I get it, thank you. ”

Selena: "Okay, I'm going to buy it alone for two days, so don't bother me, okay? ”

Luke: “Okay, but you have to call me in the morning and in the evening to tell me that you're safe, and don't go anywhere with too many people, that redskinned weirdo... very troublesome, you have to be very careful yourself. ”

Selena, um, before she hung up, suddenly said, "Come on, I like you, Succubus. ”

Luke:... you don't have a boyfriend, do you have the right to give me gas?

Just make sure Selena doesn't come back, and he'll be relieved.

That redskinned freak really dared to come, and should be looking for him too, instead of looking for Selena, who had never set foot on him.

Selena was a little safer these two days apart from him.

When he returned to the living room, the two girls had been drinking.

Luke looked over and shook his head with a smile: "How do I find this bottle? Change it. ”

He moved fast and went to the liquor cabinet to find the most familiar brand, but never drank, and opened a bottle of Latour Castle and poured it over the paper of his two sisters.

He himself drank soda water.

Of the two sister papers, Rankie needs to be gentler and less spoken.

Trinity was lively and a little heartless, and she asked, "Why don't you drink? Are you trying to get us both drunk and... hey hey hey.” She laughed herself.

Lange's face was slightly reddish. It was alcohol, but she also looked at him with a smile.

Luke shrugged: “I'm a detective, and drinking leads to mental retardation and shaking of a gun's hand, so I never drink. ”

Neither sister believed the paper: "But a lot of cops go to bars after work. ”

Luke smiled softly: "It's not the same. I, sometimes, perform dangerous tasks. ”

"Really? Like James Bond? ”

Luke was like, “He's an agent, he's a girl shoplifter, and his side job is to get information from girls, and sometimes he doesn't do his job properly. Of course, he can't compete with me. ”

The two sister papers laughed again.

When Luke returned, he naturally sat between the two women, as if they had no idea.

Now smile, and the three of them get closer together.

Gradually, the conversation became smaller and the content changed from everyday life to the knowledge of the dance profession.

The two sisters are of professional dance origin, extremely knowledgeable and flexible.

Alcohol helps them become more active, Luke incarnates curious babies, explores those complex and subtle know-how with them, and goes deeper into it, sharpening the focus and thinking over and over again.

He is good at finding the core issues, exploring them in depth and studying them carefully until they are completely obedient to both women.

Until the two women fell asleep, Luke was in great spirits.

He is now ten times the size of an ordinary man and has not been finished since his fortification, and his body has been sending him a strong signal that his energy is exploding.

And that's why he was so quick to accept Serena's help and the closeness of two soft sisters.

Though this is nothing to many people, he hasn't done it before.

It's only 40 o'clock, that's how it works. Do you want to keep doing that? Well, maybe... you can still think about it.

He's a man who wants to see all the wonderful scenery in the world, and he can't be physically weak.

For the next two days, Selena really only had telephone contact, but no one showed up.

Luke also really took two soft girls around Las Vegas and left behind a variety of photo memorabilia.

After the first day of drunkenness, the two girls also opened their hearts and enjoyed this sudden vacation.

Luke has no shortage of money, it's easy to play anywhere you want.

Two days later, he discovered that the seemingly gentler side of Ranchy's heart was hidden from the wild enthusiasm, whereas Trinity, who was usually lively, was actually more simply shy.

Both girls were second-year students at the college, and after entering the college, they studied hard in the dance troupe and rarely had time to play.

Until then, it was also for a passionate dance, relatively simple.

Fortunately, Lange and Jimena have a common hobby, which is to rub roommates' free learning materials to enrich theoretical knowledge. Although practical experience is scarce, it's not that you don't understand it.

After the outburst of wild enthusiasm in her heart, she led Trinity to open her heart and let herself go.

Luke, of course, studied in vain, enjoyed learning new knowledge from kindness.

Until the early morning of the third day, he climbed out of bed, packed up and left.

In time for work, he arrived at the forensics center and found old G. reading the files in the office.

When Luke came, old G told him to close the door.

A moment later, Old G retracted his gaze and said, “You're in good spirits. You look relaxed. What good is happening? ”

Luke smiled softly: "Well, I met two very nice girls. ”

Old G: “... two? ”

Luke smiled and nodded.

Old G silenced for a moment and nodded slowly: “This is good, you can do more similar relaxation in the future, it's good for you. ”

Luke:... you taught me that, not afraid of Robert knowing?

Looking at his face, Old G. faintly said: "After many mercenaries carry out their missions, they choose hobbies to soothe the heightened tension and adjust their state. Women are the most widespread and effective means, and there's nothing wrong with you doing this. ”

Luke thought about it and nodded, “I get it. ”

Old G, that's a different topic: "The model killer caught it, that's the cleaning lady. Do you have anything to add? ”

Luke shook his head: "No. As long as you don't blame me for ruining your little fun. ”

Old G: “You're not... well, I'm a little lost, but I'd still like to thank you for giving me the answer, rather than letting her continue randomly choosing the innocent to kill. ”

Luke, hey, smile, don't say a word.

Old G must be very depressed. This is chess with the two opponents playing chess. There is a watching party suddenly reaching out and there is an unsolved “general” on the board.

The losers are unlucky, and the winners are unhappy, because they are not the fruit of their own efforts and have no sense of accomplishment.

Old G. Speaking of which, there's nothing extra to say.

He wasn't a talker. He wouldn't have been talking to Luke for so long if he wasn't special, experiencing special circumstances.

Now that Luke has found an effective way to defuse his emotions, even if it's a little early for an 18-year-old, it's acceptable.

After two more chats, they said goodbye and agreed to move around more often.