Super Detective in the Fictional World

Selena was clueless, and her eyes gave him a lift and slammed her head on the desk.

Not far away, Elizabeth watched the movement and leaned over and patted her on the shoulder with comfort: "Yesterday the boss asked me for information. I've only chosen this event for two and a half weeks, and the previous officers have been doing it for almost two weeks, not many days, so bear with me. ”

What can Selena say? It was obvious that Luke was going into hiding. He was the one who did it. Of course she didn't have to go.

Elizabeth comforted herself with sympathy and put a pile of files on her desk: "This is your most recent assignment, boss. Let me tell you something, you've only been sitting at the station lately, no assignments. ”

Selena desperately wanted to hit the wall.

She's still too young, Elsa. It's protecting her, too.

It's just that Luke went outside, and she's sitting in her office, and she's bored to death?

Elizabeth looked at her and couldn't help but keep her low voice down: “At best, work late in the morning and leave early in the afternoon, anyway, you can't go out to investigate the case, it doesn't matter one hour sooner or later. ”

What can Selena say? Elizabeth was so diligent, she was so lazy that she had to hang out in the office: "Thanks, Lisa. ”

Elizabeth smiled, “Call me if you have any hard data. ”

Selena nodded.

Without mentioning Selena's long disobeyed shift career, Luke went home to pack supplies and cooked a bunch of snacks and hot snacks for her.

To keep someone from eating, he divides all kinds of food into lunch boxes of the same size, just one hot meal at a time.

After all this, Luke took a look at it until noon, and he wasn't in a hurry to leave, calling Selina: “Go home for lunch. ”

When Selena came back, she ate a hard meal, then paralyzed on the couch and listened to him on all sorts of things.

Mainly security measures at home, he must repeat them all.

It's usually Luke sleeping late and getting up early, and he's doing the same thing.

Luke doesn't have any enemies on his face right now, but he's been a detective for a long time, so maybe one day he'll meet a psychopath or a vengeful man, and safety comes first.

Selena listened to him nag for half a day and finally asked, “Did you bring the safety measures? ”

Luke: "Huh? ”

Selena: “You're only eighteen and nine months old, you're the same age. Secondary school now, um, you know. ”

Luke: "... this is the Bureau's official sorority, and if I do this, no one can keep me. ”

Selena whispered, “Well, it's your fault. I just hope you don't get a bunch of little notes with numbers in your pockets when you get back. ”

Luke's expression was subtle: "Okay, I remember. ”

Selena: "Wait, what do you remember? ”

“A small note with a number,” Luke said, looking at someone's face, just saying the second half: “Don't take it. ”

Selena: —_—!

Selena went out to work at 1: 30 p.m., and Luke let her drive the van, and he could drive a second-hand Ford himself.

With his extensive modifications, the vehicle is extremely secure and defensive, leaving her safer at work and at work.

Luke just went on vacation and didn't have to be so exaggerated to protect him.

He would be very welcome if someone wanted to take some action while he was away.

He also brought a bunch of things he could use, such as sleeping bags, tents, camping lights, several sets of tools, and some materials.

The training given to students is walking through the field. The main activities of the school are camping, security training and the security common sense of the lecture, which the last police officer had already done.

He's on vacation. He can't waste so much free time.

In addition to being able to do a little handicrafting, we also need to take information from a variety of Los Angeles groups to sort out what we can do.

In recent months, his nights out have been infrequent, each time pre-targeting, then finding the time and pushing it away.

He didn't touch the sinless little groceries, and he chose to target the group to confirm the strength of the gang several times.

Of these people, there's a whole bunch of scum in Los Angeles, no mistake.

And there must be informants from the police station, even undercover cops, in the little ponies on the periphery who have a lot of trouble killing these people by mistake.

Even disappearances attract the attention of the FBI, DEA departments.

There are a number of undercover agents placed by both parties in drug dealer gangs, but it is not possible to be at the top of the hierarchy or to be a convict with proven local evidence.

In general, undercover officers prefer to use identities that are criminal records in other states and are unfamiliar to local gangs.

And locally mixed criminals, groundsnakes are too easy to show off when searching the bottom.

Luke's caution, let him so far, no one has killed him by mistake.

How can he be sure? Because the system dad hasn't deducted his points for killing the wrong people.

It took Luke more than two hours to get everything together.

Looking at the sunny LA sky, he sighed, “Oh, it's still good here. ”

One or two nights a week, with lots of experience, and a long stream of cases of all sizes every day, is definitely much better than going to any forest park.

Unfortunately, Dustin and Elsa clearly didn't want him to touch the Esworth family any more, and this vacation was inescapable.

Driving off, Luke headed southeast and took Highway 405 all the way.

More than 80 kilometres away, avoiding peak periods, the total time spent was just over an hour.

Twenty kilometres from the campsite, he met a young hitchhiker girl.

The girl's name is Annie Lester, one meter and six heads, her body is skinny, brown and dark curly, her melon face is very clear, and her cheeks are two red spots on both sides, which are common among white people, with a little playful freckle on them.

When Luke hooked her up, they chatted.

Annie graduated from secondary school for more than six months, and her relatives introduced her to working in a camp here, reportedly to take care of the diet of more than twenty children and five staff members.

Luke wonders: "Camping in Christo State Park? Thirty-seven?” Thirty-seven campsites are more than that.

Annie shook her head, “No, it's like a campsite that's just recently built, a little small and a little remote. ”

She looked for a moment in the oversized backpack she was carrying, pulled out a map, looked at it for a while, finally identified the location, pointed the map at him, pointed to a point: “Probably here. ”

Luke glanced at it and thought, “There's about twenty kilometers northeast of Camp Thirty-seven, and there's a country road on the map leading that way. I'll go to campsite 37 and ask, if you don't have a car, I'll take you there. ”