Super Detective in the Fictional World

If you're not here with a few of your classmates today, Simena will definitely turn around and go.

Dylan got up over there and walked over to me and said, "Hey, this is my playmate. Get out of the way. Don't bother us, okay? ”

He raised his hand and wanted to go to Rashmena's arm.

Simena subconsciously hid behind Luke.

Luke slapped his hand and patted the young master's hand open, hurting him screaming: “FUXK! - What are you doing? ”

Luke looked sideways at Shimena and blinked at her: "Are you here to play? ”

Simena stood still and shook her head immediately to deny: "No, my sister said there was a high-end party of business elites here to discuss recent developments in the financial industry in Los Angeles, and I came to study. ”

Luke turned to Dylan: "Playmate? ”

Dylan grinned: "Pretend to look like it.” As he returned to his previous seat, he took a rolled $100 knife, approached a handful of white crystals and took a deep inhale.

Satisfied to raise his head, his demeanor became even crazier: “What's so great, a third-rate little beep to sell, what's in it? How dare you admit it when you know a little cop? The people from Parimera's stinking beep, they're all beeps! Ha ha."

Luke looked at this big, crazy little guy and suddenly laughed.

As he stepped forward, he broke into two guards who were on guard next to him, one pushing his little face into the white crystal on the table.

“Now, I suspect that you illegally possess and smoke illicit drugs, Mr. Dylan-Esworth. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will testify against you in a future court of law. You can have an attorney, and if you can't afford one, we'll assign you one…" Luke reads the necessary lines to capture people, not slowly.

He then took out the cuffs in his waist, handcuffed the young master back and pinched his neck with his left hand.

Dylanda, who was still rampant, can't say a word.

Luke's hand was like an iron plier, making it hard for him to breathe, and he had to breathe.

Watching this scene, everyone around noticed was stunned.

A little cop who came to Dylan Esworth's house to catch people? This is acting, right?

The two guards looked gloomy and reached out to pull Luke apart.

Luke pinched Dylan's neck with one hand, pressed him into a bowing position against Shimena, and lifted his chest badge purse with one hand, shaking: “Gentlemen, don't tell me you don't have a gun. ”

The two guards stopped sharply and took their hands back immediately.

Upon entering the beach, Luke and Selena's badge hung on their chests, visible to the blind.

Security with guns prevents the police from enforcing the law, and when Luke pulls his gun and kills them, he can say that security wants to attack the police.

Who makes this beach a public place? Luke's here, but he's got law enforcement powers.

In the sights of dozens of people, Major Dylanda in the hall was dragged out of the beach by Luke with his neck like a dog, stuffed into the back seat of the side of the road, and Luke sat beside him.

Simena, stay close to Luke, come out with me and get in the co-pilot.

Two security guards have been making unsightly calls, but no one dares to stop Luke.

Luke's performance doesn't seem like a mess.

Nobody knew what the Esworth family would do to the little cop afterwards, but now security doesn't have the guts to move Luke.

After boarding the car, Selena turned around in the driver's seat and looked at the Dylan Major behind her and sighed helplessly: "My sunny beach picnic, it was delayed by this kind of person. ”

Simena lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Selena, it's my fault. ”

Selena glanced at her and said, "Come on, you just have to be smart later. Happy to meet us today, otherwise... haha. ”

She was lucky to think of the pajamas girl who was killed on the side of the road.

After all, Shimena is also a hometown, not a bad person in her own right, and “close” to Luke.

Of course she doesn't want to see anything happen to Shimena.

Luke also said in the back row, "It's okay, we're here to investigate. ”

Simena, um, didn't say another word.

Serena and Luke had doubts about what the relationship was, but then she gave up.

She's not Luke's girlfriend, and she didn't even think about getting married when she was 18. It's not her turn to worry about that.

Half an hour later, while passing a bus stop, Shimena asked to stop, indicating that she would just take the bus back.

Luke didn't stop her. Put her down. Give her a call sign.

The two men returned to the West End Police Station, where they took Young Master Dylanda into the interrogation room and handcuffed him to the table.

Dylanda's medicine was overpowered. She was clearly awake. She looked at the two of them and looked suspiciously: “Don't you... know who I am? ”

Luke and Selena smiled at each other, one took out his cell phone and one took out the file in his bag and looked at it.

After two minutes like this, Dylan finally couldn't stand the strange silence: "Hey, do you guys always want to ask me something? ”

Luke lifted his gaze from his phone: "Sorry, we don't need it. You just stay here quietly and leave us alone, okay? ”

Dylan opens his mouth: "FUXK! What do you want...”

Luke was helpless and got up to say hello to Selena: "Come on, just let him scream here by himself. ”

Dylan:... are you fucking kidding me?

As a result, after Luke and I went out, they never came back in.

In the next observation room, Elsa had arrived, watching Luke and the others come in and close the door, and she immediately asked, "Why Dylan? ”

Luke hey, smiling, pulled a chair and sat down: “He's high in front of us on illegal drugs, a clear violation, and I'm such an honest detective, of course, I can't ignore it. ”

Elsa looked at his demeanor, stunned, and pulled a chair to sit down, her fingers tapping gently on the table.

For a moment, she looked at him and said, "Did you do it on purpose? ”

Luke shrugged: “Am I obvious enough about action? ”

Elsa, look at that Dylan Major next door.

Not only is he a little abnormal, he's got a lot of white crystals on his face, but he can get a forensics guy to come and give him a report confirming his high level of contraband in a matter of hours.

Of course, it's no big deal. Most people in the United States smoke weed, and the proportion of white crystals is slightly lower, but it's strange to say that people you know don't have high contraband drugs.

But Luke caught the hammer, and the evidence was on Dylanda's face, and it was okay to send him to jail for a few months.

Don't talk about staying in for a few months or breaking down in a few days.