Super Detective in the Fictional World

In Rio, it's always that close to the sea.

In less than ten minutes, the two arrived at the beach.

There are lights in many places, and a lot of people chatting on the beach.

Luke walked into a store, bought all kinds of pieces, and carried Rebecca to the beach looking for a few people.

Put the blanket you just bought on, put her on, and he laughed, "Would you like some juice? ”

Rebecca adjusted her posture and sat on the blanket: "What juice? Give me a bottle of wine. ”

Luke nodded with a smile: "Okay. Guanara or vine? If you don't like it, there are also pomegranate and needle cherry flavors. ”

Rebecca stared at the smiling young man and finally nodded helplessly: “Whatever. And... thank you. ”

Luke handed her a can of tree grapes, and he sat down, “No, it's nothing. ”

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

Luke bit a small flashlight in his mouth and started examining the medical items he had just bought.

A hidden sob came from Rebecca on one side.

He didn't bother her, he just put a big towel on her to protect her from the slightly cooler sea breeze and wipe her tears and snot.

He can at best show some sympathy for what happened to Rebecca.

As a detective, or LA Serious Crimes, I've seen a number of tragedies.

Rebecca can't be said to be everywhere, but she's not in the top 10 of the worst series.

And for Rebecca, she doesn't need any comfort.

The enemy has been killed by her own hand, and everything will pass with the wind.

What life she wanted in the future could only be seen in her own heart, and there was nothing she could do about it.

He pulled her right leg over, quickly cleaned the wound, and then wrapped it around her with a gauze: "Okay. Lucky for you, the bullet was just scrubbed, not badly wounded, just for a few days. ”

Rebecca suddenly said, “You're not very good at makeup, Detective Luke Coulson. ”

Luke wasn't surprised, laughing: “It's a pleasure to be remembered. ”

Rebecca leaves her mouth shut: "Someone who can easily uniform X, or a young man, you're the only one I remember. ”

In a sense, Rebecca and Luke followed the same route.

Finding a goal, using super strength to reckless past, doesn't require many assistive skills - such as makeup and facial recognition.

Rebecca didn't recognize Luke right away at the bar because he had partially disguised his face a few months earlier.

And when she ended her sister's hatred, she rarely thought about the people and things in the United States, much less met a LAPD in Brazil.

When Luke suddenly grabbed her and avoided two attacks by Mr. X., she suspected.

Until she talked to Mr. X about her last assignment, she suddenly remembered Luke's identity.

Finally, she opened her eyes as she waited and found Luke standing behind Mr. X. silently.

She doesn't understand anything else.

Although she didn't know why Luke was helping her, it couldn't have been to help Mr. X.

“Why did you save me?” She asked casually.

Luke shrugged for a moment and said, "Because you're beautiful, I'd like to buy you a drink? ”

Rebecca laughed, “Detective Luke, you're always so sweet. But I don't believe it. ”

Luke shrugged: “To be honest, I know you let my partner go the same time in the apartment building. And I gave you that bullet a little bit of a nuisance, and this time, it's the same thing. ”

Rebecca sighed: "No. I've killed a lot of people, maybe a lot of them are innocent. ”

“But you think they're bad guys, don't you?” Luke smiled softly.

He felt that the lives of the innocent man on his hands were not estimated to be significant, otherwise she would have suspected mutual aid.

After all, even Luke, the little detective who shot her, was reluctant to do it, and she had to be more suspicious of killing other innocent people.

Rebecca was a bottom-line killer in terms of a gun fight in an apartment building.

She didn't even want to hurt Donald and Selena to escape before the emergency.

Of course, thanks to Donald, not Selena.

Otherwise, Luke will still save her tonight, but surely she will have to suffer enough before the end of the day.

Kissing is different. Luke is such a short guardian.

Rebecca didn't know the kind of caution he was spinning, or he was afraid he'd pull a gun.

She just laughed, “But I killed people, that's the truth. ”

Luke thought about it and said, "Well, when someone finds your revenge, it's not too late. Don't worry too much about passing away, life is the most important thing. ”

Rebecca was confused: "What can you do if you live? ”

Her biological parents died because of her and her sister died.

It is likely that the foster parents were arranged by a mutual aid association, with no emotions to say nothing about, and the relationship was rather poor.

This indifferent family environment has left the younger woman irresistible in the face of Mr. X.

When I think of Mr. X, and the last thing he said, there is endless sadness in her heart.

It is impossible to say that she has no feelings for Mr. X.

He was ruthless and strong, handsome in appearance, and had good taste in cleaning and dressing.

He took her out of the unwarm adoptive family and gave her strength, a lot of money.

But at the end of the day, she found that behind all this lies and malice from beginning to end.

To think of it, she had a grudge in her heart.

Even if Mr. X was cooked alive by her bird eggs, it would be difficult to defuse them.

She suddenly turned around and jumped on Luke: "You said you wanted to buy me a drink? ”

Luke wondered, "Isn't this a treat? Do tree grapes taste bad? Let's change the pomegranate, I hear it's sweet. ”

Rebecca was so depressed, she couldn't help but laugh and say, "What I'm saying is, what you said when you talked to me at the bar. ”

Luke scratched his head: "You said to save me money to buy soda for little girls. ”

Rebecca stumbles: “WTH!” (What the hell)

What the hell kind of brain circuit is this? Can someone like that have a girlfriend?

She was dumb for a moment, and she said, "Can you get rid of your lousy makeup? Don't look so shaky. ”

Luke Gual.

Look at the sky, he figured he couldn't go to the wild jungle today to touch the little BOSS, and he moved on his face.

In less than two minutes, he regained his original appearance except for his skin tone and wheat tone.

Rebecca: “Let me see your face. ”

Luke laughed, "You're not going to remember it, are you?” But he kept moving in his hand, hitting the light on his... chin.

A twisted ghost face suddenly appeared in her gaze as the white flashlight lit from the bottom up.