Super Detective in the Fictional World

Gold and knives are the most intuitive asset.

Few can remain indifferent to them.

Sent Bobby away, Luke back in the backyard: "Left the knife and got Selena up. ”

Beautiful knife followed the house upside down, under Luke's instructions, probe into bed and washed Selena's face with a saliva.

“Beauty knife!” Selena screamed angrily.

A moment later, he played with it hip-hop.

Luke stood by the door: "May I remind you, is breakfast ready? ”

As soon as it came out, everyone in the bed and the dog stopped moving and turned their heads.

“Let's go, knife, have breakfast.” He blew a whistle and ran away with the knife.

In the room, Selena screamed anxiously: "Wait for me, don't rob me. ”

A few minutes later, Luke looked at someone who was snoring at the table, and he looked at an old dog who was snoring at the same mile next to him, and he knew something was getting worse.

Selena ate all her food in one breath, or was she not satisfied with her face: "Geez, it's still not full. ”

On the side of the floor, the knife had licked the pot on the floor.

Luke: “Wait a minute.” He went into the kitchen and took a large piece of Napoleon cake made this morning and put it in front of Selena.

The knife was beside him and his eyes stared at him.

“Wait a minute, you'd better eat a little softer dog food.” He turned around again to the grocery store, where he kept the knife's dog food.

When he came back yesterday, he went to the supermarket to buy a large bag and some goat's milk from the supermarket.

Even if the knife seemed to jump alive, he didn't want this guy to have a problem.

Goat milk softened dog food is a good option.

Selena was happily eating Napoleon cake there, and suddenly she heard someone whispering, "I like him. ”

She was stunned, looking on the side, but no one else, only the knife was still there, staring at Luke in the direction of leaving.

Selena wondered, “Is that my illusion? ”

'Cause that voice, kind of like hers, was just a little bit lower and dumber.

She shook her head and continued to enjoy the food in her hand.

I don't know why, she felt so hungry this morning.

Even now, eating Napoleon cake, I still feel my stomach grunting, as if it had become a bottomless hole.

Finally, Luke was dragging Selena out.

At this point, she was still eating this Napoleon cake in her hand: “I still feel hungry. ”

Luke has just roughly checked her condition.

Everything's fine.

Her signs are in the normal range except for her own words of hunger.

Luke was driving: “That's even earlier. Otherwise you can go to the restaurant at noon, and the goat's milk and the dog's food are gone. ”

Selena doesn't have time to answer him. Go on, emumu.

Luke drove straight to a pastry shop.

Pulling Selena in, he pointed at the pastries: "Pick your favorite. ”

Selena took a little finger over there: “This one, this one...”

Luke interrupted: "Don't even think about it. You can only choose the most satisfied. ”

Selena's fingers moved directly and heavily across a bunch of tiny, cute pastries, pointing back to the shelf: "This. ”

Luke nodded resolutely to the waitress at the pastry shop: “This, the whole package. ”

And the waitress said, “Are you sure? ”

Luke nodded again: "OK. But cut it open and divide it into small pieces. ”

The waitress was relieved: this should be taken back and distributed to many people.

It took her a few minutes to cut that giant bully into more than a dozen pieces and put it in a single carton.

The giant Tiramisu, more than 30 cm in diameter, was originally sold in blocks and is now bought by Luke alone.

Luke didn't even put them in the back fridge when he went out with all those boxes.

He thinks that Iselina's condition today, it's probably not enough for her to eat until noon.

Today, he went alone to say hello to Elsa, indicating that he had returned to work and had taken a backlog of cases from her.

Put two tiny boxes of the Tiramisu he just bought on the table, and he flashed.

With five days and five days, and two weekends approaching 10 days off, Elsa is under a lot of pressure.

Now that you're back, it's much more comfortable to go out and investigate than to look at Elsa's bitter melon face.

Looking at someone still eating and eating in the car, Luke helplessly drove home.

The knife was still in the back seat, saw Luke come, his tail shook happily, but his gaze was still on Selena's Tiramisu.

“You can't eat that. You're too old.” Luke whispered to the knife.

Beautiful knife pulled down her head, a lifeless expression, her eyes still didn't leave Tiramisu.

Luke sighed helplessly, drove... home.

Selena's situation needs to be kept under observation rather than anything else, and it would be more appropriate for her to look at the files at home today.

On his way home, he went to the supermarket again and wholesaled two large bags of gold medal dog food and a pile of goat's milk for the knife.

For a while, Luke was a little grumpy: eating this creature, one of them gave me a headache.

When he returned home, he took Selena to the basement, where she was examined last night, and today it was her turn to examine her master.

After a thorough examination, Luke took all the data from Selena and just looked at it for a moment to make sure the guy was unusual.

Her body had no dark disorders and there were no sudden signs of major illness, but she had mild anemia and malnutrition, and her body fat rate had dropped again.

Female body fat rates are considerably higher than male, ranging from 25-28% and Serena stays between 15-17% over a long period of time, with obvious muscle lines.

Luke did this. Always suspicious.

Although Selena exercises a lot every day, she eats too much to maintain this body fat rate.

Her digestive absorption function is also normal, not the kind of person who is not fat enough to eat, but actually has problems with the absorption rate.

So, in either way, anaemic malnutrition and body fat loss should not occur in Selena.

She's a food eater. It's weird that she's not nutritious enough to become a big fat man.

Luke could only let her lie down and give her one shot.

Selena frowned bitterly: "Infusion? Not at all. ”

Luke adjusted her drip rate and said, “You're anaemic, you're malnourished, and you won't be able to make it up to you in a short time. ”

Selena: “What?” She thinks Luke must be kidding.

Luke nodded: “Though I was strange too, the test did, so I honestly lost this bag of nutrient solution and went back to the file, and today's training was suspended. ”