Super Detective in the Fictional World

Ray Baker picked it up, looked at the card with only the name and cell number, no surprise at all.

He's still impressed with Luke.

Hitting two gunmen with a pan is not something anyone can do.

In doing so, Luke not only saved Private Nash, but also released him from the cold storage, a helper that Rebek had to write down.

Otherwise, no one would let Ray Baker out and he would freeze to death in the freezer himself.

Tonight he was able to start a killing spree behind him, and finally a submarine with a nuclear warhead battle axe was sunk. Thank you very much to this young man.

He nodded slightly, accepting the invitation and walked away talking to some of the seals around him.

Flagg walked away and said to Luke, "What are you doing here? ”

He knew everything about Luke, even some classified information, and he read it.

As a matter of fact, Luke this LAPD won't be here.

Luke helplessly glanced at the following: "Private request. ”

Flagg looked at the three beauties not far behind him: "The blonde?” He thinks the age seems appropriate.

Luke shook his head slightly: "It was the big Sheila singer who gave me an irresistible price. ”

He didn't mean to keep it a secret.

Sheila must have paid him into the bank, and that's not illegal.

Flagg looked weird: “Are you serious? $100,000 or $200,000? ”

A man who can capture monsters like Jason on his own, for temporary security, that's definitely not a low price.

Luke turned a white eye: "Six hours, 10,000 dollars. I can't get this much for a month before taxes. ”

Flagg, uh, said nothing right.

It's hard to say no to a 10,000 dollar knife.

His own regular income, more than 10,000 a month, really makes 10,000 in six hours, and he's a little enthusiastic.

Of course, if Luke sees something like this tonight, $10,000 is a bit of a loss.

He also has things to do, and the gossip is enough for him to confirm the basics, just to say: "I have things to do. Let's go. ”

Luke nodded and didn't ask for help.

This Frag and he don't have a lot of feelings. He's not as good as Rebecca.

However, with Sheila and Taylor's beauty offensive, and the help of Ray Baker, the rogue cook, the four Luke men were sent to the helicopter in 20 minutes to fly back to the military airport.

When they got off the plane, four people were separated into four separate rooms for questioning.

Luke didn't panic when he saw the two people coming in with their faces on. Instead, he revealed a sense of interest.

These two act like pies, not much like the military, not much like the FBI, more like the CIA?

For this type of professional, Luke doesn't have to overact and pretend to be an ignorant boy.

That way, people would take out his file and suspect him of something.

The two men did not present their specific identities, but merely said that they were investigators, after which repeated inquiries began.

Luke has a long history of researching such inquiries.

A lot of the guys he killed were professionals.

The more complex the lie, the more thought is required, and the more loopholes there are.

It is essentially impossible to say the exact details as they really are.

But it's not hard for Luke today to make himself believe that after a minimalist process.

Asked him for a while, and the person who rarely spoke to him suddenly asked, "Detective Luke Coulson, as the West End of LAPD's most solvable detective, do you think it makes sense that you have such a vague memory of yourself on the deck? ”

Luke smiled and scratched his head a little embarrassed: “Well... I prefer to do it. ”

The two investigators looked at each other and came back to the smell a moment later: does this mean that he doesn't like to move his mind?

They were forced to look at the information that had just been transferred.

Well, shoot, shoot, shoot...

Well, most of the credit to Detective Luke was earned by the gang in a couple of big cases.

Of course, it would be bullshit to assume that the young detective had no brains.

But people don't really need to move their minds. Anyway, rely on good shooting skills, good body, daring, dark hands, reckless all the way to kill all the bandits, the case is solved!

There's nothing wrong with that!... No!

This guy's usual solve rate is also pretty amazing. How can he solve a case so quickly without a brain?

Or the one who rarely asks: "But how did you do that when you ranked # 1 in the West Side Serious Crimes Unit? ”

Luke's face is weird: “Intuition. ”

The other two:... Are you fucking with us?

But Luke was still smiling peacefully: "Like now, I knew you two had been here all night. This one..."

His gaze turned to the chief interrogator: "You can't even close the door to your pants in a hurry, and you're on a mission. ”

The man suddenly shocked, subconsciously touched his crotch, he did touch the open zipper, instantly embarrassed, his hands moved silently up and down the crotch, closed this embarrassing topic.

Luke looked at the one who rarely asked: "And this gentleman, you were woken up in bed, and even the shirt buttons inside were buttoned wrong. ”

The man looked down unconsciously and embarrassingly concealed the suit outside.

This is an emergency mission. He was called in the middle of the night, dressed while going out, where there was time to check the buttons.

Luke Stand: "But I didn't discover these little conditions because I was careful, but I was more sensitive to my eyesight, which is a gift. It is not surprising that I can use this talent to solve a case and achieve some minor successes. In fact, I've never been able to think about logical reasoning. It suits me better than starting my brain. ”

Two investigators were silent.

It's not unusual for Luke to be a talented player.

Talent is hard to say.

As elite caseworkers, they've met a lot of strange people and things, and it's not uncommon for Luke to do that.

But as professionals, of course, Luke wasn't that easy to let go of.

The one who seldom asks again: “Why didn't you do it this time? You said you knocked out only two gunmen, and then you didn't shoot, and one didn't kill. Is that possible? ”

Luke Stand: “I do my job all the time, but there are tens of thousands of LAPD backup. And on this ship, I was alone, and I had to worry about the safety of three women. How dare I attract the attention of the bandits? Do you two see me as such a fool? ”

The two of them were right.

The main airfield affects the battle of course, let alone three drag bottles to follow.