Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke probably told Selena what just happened in the house.

The two men re-entered the house and watched as they lay there full of fear and were desperately calling Tote, who called the police.

Luke was helpless: "Mr. Weiss, don't call the police. I'll take care of your case now. ”

In the talking room, he couldn't help but back off a little and looked at Tote paralyzed on the couch with a strange look: "The ambulance will take you to the hospital right away, so... please control your body and don't let it all out on the couch, okay? ”

Pucker!

That's it. Luke and Selena are back together again.

Tote was happy and angry: "Why are you here? Are you with that woman? ”

Luke was helpless and completely converged his sensitive sense of smell: “Does diarrhea seem to be causing you to lose your mind? This is my partner, of course we're together. ”

Tote: “No, not this... uh”

Pucker!

Luke and Selena looked frightened and stepped straight back into the hall, only to look out and shout far away: "Mr. Weiss, don't let anything get out of your way. ”

Tote's face was pale, he really had to pull it off, and the Ghost wanted to keep leaking.

That's when the outdoor ambulance arrived.

Two paramedics rushed into the open door: "Where are the wounded? ”

Luke and Selena pinched their noses and pointed to the living room.

Two paramedics rushed in, and a moment later, they shoved Tote out with a sad frown, confirming to Luke and the two of them: "Is this the gentleman with the... diarrhea? Two detectives. ”

Luke and I are now standing back in the yard, at least seven or eight meters from the gate, just nodding: “That's him. By the way, his name is Tote Weiss, and he's a famous horror novelist and a famous Hollywood writer. ”

Tote climbed up a little angry on the stretcher.

Pucker!

He lay weak and shouted, "You, you wait! Wait!”

Luke and Selena looked at each other and didn't think of it.

People like Tote are actually no big deal.

It's not easy for the police to deal with him.

But it wasn't easy for him to deal with the police.

Everyone is from two circles. It's difficult to step into each other's land.

Unless the police sued Tote for murder and no evidence was found, Tote's media relations would not be effective.

Little things like the chicken and garlic, he couldn't do anything about Luke.

As for the nurse, Tote doesn't necessarily remember exactly what he said.

Even if he remembers clearly, what can he say to the outside world? Said he killed Sarah just to cover up the fact that he killed his ex-wife Kelly.

Luke and I just got in the car, followed by the ambulance, and went to the hospital together.

Luke has to finish this.

If Todd had to go after old G's “friend”, Mrs. Heather, then Luke might have to “reason” with him.

While thinking about it, the ambulance in front ran a red light and crossed a crossroads.

This is normal.

Special vehicles (fire, ambulance, police car, etc.) do this in case of emergency, just pay attention to the observation intersections.

But as a snowy light came from the right, a speeding car hit the ambulance hard from the right.

Behind the ambulance was a crushed branch and a stretcher flew out.

The stretcher with the wheel glided a few meters on the ground at an extremely fast speed, just under a large truck tire that was accelerating on the left.

Luke stared and looked not far away. The situation was silent: "W! T! H?” (What the hell)

Selena just mumbled for a moment: "That stretcher is lying there, like Tote, right? ”

Luke: "... get out of the car. ”

Instead of looking at the big truck that just stopped, they took a red and blue flash out of the back of the car and put it at the scene of the accident, alerted the vehicle to the traffic, and then looked at the person on the ambulance first.

Looking at the moment, Luke and I were relieved.

There was no obvious problem with two ambulances carrying one driver, just a scratch.

The ambulance was mainly hit by the last right-hand corner, while neither ambulance was in the impact range nor was subsequently hit by a rollover.

Luke asked them to call another ambulance directly on the walkie-talkie, and the two of them went over there and crashed into the ambulance car and watched.

After a glance, Selena whistled, "Wow, it's only March, right? Isn't she cold? ”

On the driver's seat, a stunned young white woman, that's not the point.

The point was that the girl wore a bikini, where she was held by an airbag and looked at the window blindly.

She heard the whistle.

Luke helpless: “You handle it, make sure the hospital remembers to take her blood for the test. ”

In March in Los Angeles, a guy wearing a bikini speeding at night, most likely drunk or poisoned, is lazy to waste his time with this kind of guy.

He just went to the big truck and looked.

This big truck should be pulling out of town at night without traffic.

Now the driver comes down from the cab in depression and looks at the accident.

When he saw Luke and his two men coming over, he had a badge on his chest, and the Latin middle-aged man immediately said, “Officer, I'm not speeding, I'm speeding. Me, I'm driving normally, it's this damn thing, and it suddenly flies under my car. ”

Luke glanced at him and nodded slightly: "We know. Rest assured, we have a driving recorder in the car and it's on tape. ”

The driver was amnesty: "Ah, really? That's wonderful.” Although his car is insured, he can pay for it once, and the next time he gets insured, it's not that price.

The point is, will the boss find an excuse to get rid of this cheap manpower? It's hard to say.

Luke was like, “Yeah, it's all fucking shit anyway. ”

The driver was happy and didn't care: "Ah, what are you talking about? ”

Luke: “Huh. ”

When he got to the big truck, he squatted down and Luke looked at Tote with his eyes wide open and sighed: “I knew it, why should I have? ”

Go ahead, he stood up and said to Selina, "Let them film the corpse truck. Tote's dead. ”

Selena flipped her eyes: “I'm a little more surprised he's going to live.” Just walk a few steps to the phone.

Luke stood there, thinking about it, and called old G. and said, "Tote just got hit by a car. ”

Old G: “You...? ”

“The ambulance ran into the red light and ran into a speeding man, knocking him out of the ambulance and crashing him under another car.” Luke turned a white eye.

What are you thinking?

Old G. apologized rarely, too: "Uh, okay. I'm sorry.”