Super Detective in the Fictional World

And tonight, Selena saw it again with her own eyes, and found Luke's fighting power was still so terrible.

Eighty men in a gang nest, he and the other easily killed a clean one.

Selena consciously doesn't lose to other colleagues in Serious Crimes, but she's still too far behind Luke's ability to fight.

Luke looked at her face and went on to say, "I can always think of a solution to this matter of strength. The reason I haven't mentioned it to you is because it's personal, and I don't want to drag you in. ”

Selena: "Aren't we partners? ”

Luke sighed: “It's different. I have no psychological burden of killing those gang members, do you? One or two, you might be able to take it, but what if it's like that camp? ”

Selena opened her mouth and couldn't give a definitive answer.

She knew she couldn't do it, and Luke knew she couldn't.

She could not kill hundreds of people at once, even if they were members of the most heinous gang.

It's not her.

Rather, the majority of humankind in peaceful societies were unacceptable, and the three-pronged view of childhood would make them consciously resist “killing”.

Even in the hundreds of wars, most soldiers carry the lives of up to three or five enemies.

Hundreds of people were killed, and that was absolutely a very small number.

Without the nerves of ordinary people, one can only look at whether there is extraordinary human luck, otherwise mental problems will not be avoided.

Not everyone in the outposted US Army kills like numbness, but around 10 per cent suffer from varying degrees of mental illness.

With Luke's temper, of course, she wouldn't risk it.

She was well aware that Luke had positioned her as a partner in the police station, and more dangerous things he had not involved her in.

For example, the last Mexican operation, which she herself strongly demanded, brought her with him, but she was struck.

Selena's mind was mixed and she whispered, “Am I too useless? ”

Luke Gual: “What are you thinking? It's not a movie, it's not a beautiful and capable actress who kills people like Ma Noodles! You can take up both of them much more than I expected. ”

Selena wondered: is that beautiful and capable? This review seems to be... not bad.

She was feeling a little better, too: "Thank you, darling. ”

Luke nodded: “There's no need to worry about this. You can take your time and let me know when you decide. It's up to you to decide whether everything is the same or not. ”

Selena nodded silently.

And Luke turns around and says, "But you didn't start it tonight, did you? Eating. How much longer do you want to hide? ”

Quiet in the living room.

Luke glanced behind Selena and said, "I'm going to count to three, and if you still pretend to be dead, tomorrow's food will change to dog food and goat's milk. ”

At the end of the line, a golden liquid ball emerged from Selina: “It's not fair. Why is she all right and I'm being punished? ”

Luke picked up his tea and took another sip: "Because she had never been so reckless before you encouraged her. Do you think I blame you or her? ”

The same bulimia thought, "Weird… us? ”

Luke Hardy laughed: "Daydreaming! Even if she's wrong, it's your fault. ”

The bulimic sphere collapses as if it were a leak: “You don't make sense. ”

Luke nodded: "Okay, I'll be reasonable with you. Did you encourage her to follow me out tonight? ”

A bulimic nod.

“Did you warn her to be cautious of being spotted, evading surveillance, cleaning her tail?” He asked.

bulimia: "Huh?” What the hell is all this? It didn't learn.

Speaking of logic, an alien dog head is not an opponent at all, instantly by KO.

Its punitive measures have also been announced - only dog food and sheep's milk can be eaten tomorrow.

This punishment, of course, is only the worst of bulimia.

Anyway, the knife is a dog, and it is satisfied with dog food and sheep's milk.

Watching it almost turn into a beach of bulimia, Luke got up and patted his body like a golden jelly: "Okay, go back to the knife. ”

As a result, the moment his left finger touched the bulimia, the golden liquid spread.

Luke frowned: “Go down. ”

Eclipse: “Ah, what kind of energy is this? Delicious. ”

Luke's face got cold and he drank low: “Get lost. ”

The golden liquid that spread to his wrist burst into flashes and burst out.

The bulimia screamed painfully: "Ah, it hurts. What kind of energy is this? It hurts.”

Luke raised his left hand and looked at the system prompt.

There were no abnormalities in his hands, and there were no abnormal reminders in the system, so he relaxed.

Look at the reunion, where Cersei's trembling bulimia, he raised a finger: "Just this once. I didn't notice you this time, not again! ”

The bulimia was silent, creeping into Selena's room and returning to her beautiful knife.

Selena stared: “How did you do that? ”

Luke didn't make any moves, and she didn't think swinging her body would lift the symbiosis of bulimia, but the bulimia just blew up.

Apart from describing it as a bomb, she didn't know what to say about it.

Luke's stall: “I'm gifted. ”

Selena nodded without words for a moment: "Okay. ”

It seemed like a straightforward answer, but she didn't think it was necessarily true.

Not a gifted ability, why does Luke forcibly lift the symbiosis of bulimia?

Luke didn't pay much attention to it, and he greeted him and went to the basement to destroy the gear he had used tonight.

This way, Selena took a fresh bath, went back to the house, closed the door, and laid back in bed.

The bulimia also emerged from behind the knife: "Selena, I discovered a secret about Luke. ”

Selena, oh, she didn't pick it up.

"Didn't you always wonder about his secrets? ”

Selina shook her head: “He didn't tell me that he didn't trust me, but that he... was too cautious. So, you know, it's best to shut the fuck up, or I'll get caught doing research someday, and don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

"I'm not stupid. Well, you don't want to know anyway. But tomorrow morning, tell Luke to get you some food. ”

Selena: "You die, he won't let you eat. He said he would. ”

“Luke is the devil!” The bulimia muttered with dissatisfaction: "You ate. Don't forget, you and I lived together tonight, and I extracted some of that energy from you. ”

Selena made it up: "I mean, am I going to be eating and eating again all day tomorrow? ”