Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke, oh, no, no. Keep asking.

Elsa and a lot of women have good personal relationships, like Sheila, like Margaret.

Her femininity is easier to gain these white and beautiful trusts, which are deepened by the sheriff's identity and thunderous character.

When a private relationship is ready, this kind of personal work will automatically come to the door.

Like Sheila, there were cases where she was found, and Luke, after all, was online through Elsa's personal connections.

Luke gets up: "I don't have her contact info, boss. Give me one. ”

Elsa turned over a business card and handed it over: "I've already said hello, she's always available, waiting for you to come. ”

Why is she so relieved of Luke? That's one of the reasons.

Neither Sheila nor this Margaret, Luke had ever contacted either of them privately except when he was working on the case.

Not necessarily with some detectives.

Luke nodded with a smile: "No problem, boss. Promise. ”

If any gangster triumphs, he really wants to thank them for the delivery and earn a round of experience points.

Though he only made a fortune in Mexico, he never had too many experience points for this thing.

Luke came out, sat in the car and dialed this number.

He said a few words, and he looked weird: "You're being followed, you're going to play at sea? ”

But when he thought about it, he understood.

The sea is not land, and anyone who wants to get close is at a glance.

Maybe that's what this Margaret thinks.

He turned his eyes and called Selena: "Hey, take the knife and your sunbathing gear. Let's go out to sea. ”

Selena was stunned over there: "You have a fever?” Didn't you say you had to shut down at home to teach the common sense of bulimia life!

Luke: "Private life, they're floating at sea, and I already said I'd hurry and rendezvous. ”

“They?” Selena wondered.

“William Johnson's widow, Donald, was taken to the hospital in her apartment building, remember? Now she's with some cousin of hers or something.” Luke said.

Selena: “It's her, I'll clean it up. ”

Twenty minutes later, Luke Serena took the knife and went out on a yacht booked by telephone.

The yacht is not big enough, just two people and a dog, and Luke can sail on his own.

On his list of abilities, he had a small boat base, 100 points, and he moved his mind and learned.

Watching him masterfully operate the yacht, Selena looked suspicious: "You rarely drive this, do you? ”

Luke: “You can think of me, genius. ”

Selena immediately gave him a big white eye, turned around, looked at the wide sea, and her heart opened up.

Although they have been in Los Angeles and Santa Monica Beach is famous around the world, they are the least frequent sailors.

If it hadn't coincided today, Luke wouldn't have thought of that.

The first time on a yacht, the knife was there.

The bulimic guy doesn't know how to stabilize his emotions.

In its own words, it coexists with the knife and affects each other's emotions.

If necessary, it can even help manipulate the body of a knife.

Luke listened at the time: Is this like taking a ransom? At most, it went from being a pigeonhole to a five-and-a-half point joint-stock company.

Of course, this is not a bad thing for a knife that goes into old age and can dramatically continue its life.

Besides, the demand for freedom is not so high in dogs.

Most of the time they can play, they can be dazed, they can sleep, and time is not so important to them.

But it doesn't feel so good to be caught up in a human being every day by a guy who can manipulate his body at all times.

More importantly, this guy can also read the symbiotic mind and communicate directly in the consciousness.

Luke felt that eating bulimia called itself a symbiosis might as well change the traditional Chinese term - ghosts.

He's definitely not gonna let this guy fuck himself.

The yacht flew, and Luke quickly arrived at a coordinates point.

Selena looked around and said, "Where are the people? ”

Luke: "She only gave me the coordinates to rendezvous with, but she didn't give me the orientation. ”

Selena said, “This Margaret is very cautious. Wait, I don't think that's her personality, do I? ”

Luke shrugged: “Yes. Her mind couldn't think of such a cautious meeting plan, which should have been proposed by her cousin. ”

Selena was curious, “Who's her cousin? ”

Luke: "I don't know. I'll see you later. They've been together the last few days. ”

In the conversation, a yacht in the distance passed the bay and emerged.

Luke said, "There they are.” He has seen Margaret's figure, and the character of this artistic beauty is still evident.

But then he looked at him and heard sporadic gunshots coming from over there: "Someone's chasing them, you take the knife down there and don't let this guy turn his head.” He said the guy, of course, was an alien dog head bulimic.

Selena flipped and jumped underneath, and the knife followed her.

But before going down, he glanced at Luke with dissatisfaction to show his dissatisfaction with the name "this guy”.

Selena reached over and touched the dog's head, indicating that it was quiet, pulled out the gun herself, and watched the movement from the starboard window.

Luke squinted his eyes.

His acute eyesight made him see the opposite situation clearly and he had to be stunned.

Because there are more than two ships chasing each other.

Behind the two boats, there was also a small motorboat that followed with a dead face.

The speedboat in the back kept ringing, not shooting at Margaret in pursuit, but attacking the motorboat behind it.

That's why Luke heard the gunshot. First, it was a little far away. Second, the chase was over the bay, blocked by the mountains.

Margaret's yacht is the largest and slowest of the three.

Chasing their speedboat behind them, second, is much faster than a yacht.

The last of the motorboats was haunting the speedboat so wildly that it could not chase Margaret's yacht with all its might.

Is this a tripartite battle? Luke muttered in his heart.

But looking at the big yacht that had fled all the way, he felt that it could only be a mixed war between the two sides, and the third party, the Kung Wang, fled in shock.

On Margaret's yacht, it wasn't her, it was another young woman.

If I'm right, this must be Margaret's cousin.

Luke started the yacht, slowly accelerating.

He's not speeding up now, he's afraid he's going to get thrown out and eat sea water.

Faced that way, as the two sides approached him, he dragged the yacht in a large arc, in the same direction as the three boats.