Super Detective in the Fictional World

Selena's face was bitter: "Am I just idle? ”

Luke: “Otherwise, let the knife stay here with you. ”

Selena: …

Luke Gual, after going out for a moment, took the tablet with him, and came back with the pile of tiramisu with one hand: “That'll do. ”

Selena frowned with a smile: "emu ~ darling, I knew you were the best. ”

Lucra passed a trolley and put everything next to her before greeting the knife she wanted to wear: “Beautiful knife, let's go and get you something to eat. ”

The knife immediately rose and ran away.

This is a basement for testing and the hygiene requirements are very high.

Luke wasn't going to feed the knife here, but the food he'd been eating for two days was really harsh, and he was going to get food residue everywhere.

The residue is not a big problem, the problem is that it eats and likes to lick the residue off the ground, which is too exaggerated.

Luke didn't want to go into the basement and smell the saliva of a knife.

Back in the kitchen, warming up the goat's milk with a knife, he said, "Wouldn't you like some dog food, knife? ”

The knife swept.

Luke: "Delicious? Not a different flavor? ”

The knife crooked its head and seemed to be thinking about something.

“Too bad you're old enough to eat only goat's milk and dog food. And you're a dog. You can't even eat high sugar and salt.” He took down the heated sheep's milk and poured it into the basin of the knife.

He pulled the knife off his head and said, "No dog food yet. ”

The knife hangs on his big tongue and waits.

Waiting to pour the dog food into the basin, watching the knife go fast there, Luke's complexity.

After arranging these two foods, Luke drove himself out to investigate the case.

Selena's not going out today. She can't keep her mouth shut today.

Luke drove to the scene of the crime, looked around and shook his head.

It's this old place again.

Households here will not cooperate with the survey even if they know what is going on.

Opening the yellow tape at the door, he walked into the bungalow and looked at the situation in the living room, feeling unknown and familiar.

The source of this familiarity was searched in the brain and found almost identical to a previous case of a trafficker's nest being cleaned.

The goods, the money was scratched empty, and all five members of the gang of traffickers in the nest were killed.

Two died at gunpoint and three were cut into pieces by cold weapons.

This is certainly not Damon's father and daughter's pen, but the last one.

Even more coincidentally, Luke has been following the "black bone” line of the gang to which the dealer belongs lately.

Blackbone is one of two groups in a row trying to deal with the "ghost butcher”.

Sighed, Luke turned around and left.

It's not a coincidence, it's hard to find the killer.

And what if we find it? Either the enemy of the trafficker or the opponent of the trafficker.

He does not need to do justice for these traffickers.

I took a short detour home, packed a bunch of food at the yakitori store, and brought it home.

By the time she entered, Selena was already sitting in the living room reading the file.

The knife lay down beside her, catching her throwing a popcorn flower from time to time.

The popcorn is sugar-free and the knife is edible, but it doesn't matter if it's full.

One dog at a time enjoys it.

When she heard him open the door, Selena looked over and suddenly jumped to her surprise: "Is it a firecracker? Do you have any roasted pigs? You got a fork burn? ”

Luke: “Mostly these two.” These are two of Na's favorite things to eat, and the others are one short cut away.

The two of them washed their hands and Luke went to get a plate of grilled vegetables, even if it was dinner.

The knife looked mournfully at the two of them eating on the table and their tongues licking their big mouths.

Luke noticed, shrugging his shoulders: "Too bad you can't eat this. It's not good for you. I'll get you dog food later. ”

The beauty of the knife's eyes flashed through the struggling tangle, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Selena couldn't help it either: "Honey, you can't eat this stuff. It's too high in sugar and salt. How about some more beef paste later? ”

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After dinner, Luke and Selena studied the files in the living room.

Selena's hunger symptoms finally improved, and although she was still eating, she didn't call her hunger anymore.

After enjoying a full dinner, the knife finally fell asleep quietly at her feet.

“I asked Sonia to help me look into two more recent similar cases.” So, in addition to the previous one plus this one, in less than a month, four similar cases appeared, "Luke said. ”

Selena: "The FBI doesn't care? ”

Luke: "Although the technique is similar, the guns are not the same, and the cold-weapons of the suspected knife are not certain to be consistent. These cases have not been dealt with concurrently by the police, and they have not progressed in the hands of several of the investigating detectives. ”

Selena: "What are you going to do? ”

Luke: “I don't know what to do, just leave it there. The man acted neatly, without any live witnesses, without surveillance where he was going, and it was too difficult to find him. ”

Selena stopped following the case.

Luke: "Okay, no training today, you play for yourself.” He stood up and was ready to leave.

Over there, the knife immediately raised its head and looked at his back.

Luke suddenly turned his head: "No knife snacks, it's not as digestible. ”

Selena Haha laughed twice and didn't refute it.

Today she accidentally fed the knife some snacks, not Luke's reminder, she didn't even notice.

Mainly the knife watched her eat pitifully, she was a little impatient, threw over something, it came along and killed them all.

Luke went down to the basement, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned on a surveillance image on a fake phone.

It's Selena's bedroom.

He didn't get this in Selena's bedroom before, that's not necessary.

But today Selena and the knife's unusual behavior, along with some traces of spider silk, forced him to install surveillance in her room.

Put the fake phone aside and he started working for a few days.

At twelve o'clock, Selena promptly notified him and went to bed.

Luke looked at the surveillance and immediately shifted his gaze.

On the scene, Selena is changing.

A few minutes later, Luke looked again and saw Selena lying in bed, her knife lying in the kennel by the bed.

He stopped working, packed his things, grabbed his notebook and started looking at the data.

Fake phones are placed next to notebooks and he can always keep an eye on what's going on up there.

Time passes and it soon reaches two o'clock in the morning.

The fake phone suddenly shook slightly, and Luke's gaze immediately shifted.

His figure turned into a black line and instantly disappeared into the basement.

A few seconds later, Selena's door slammed open and he stood indifferently at the door, looking at the beautiful knife... beside the bed: “Come out and hide! ”