Super Detective in the Fictional World

Rebecca startled and laughed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha: “Do you think that would make me not recognize you next time? ”

And Luke laughed, “Yeah, safety comes first. ”

He was deeply touched by how much women resented each other.

Mr. X, who had just been roasted by an egg for 10 minutes, was definitely more impressed by a bullet in the head.

Rebecca couldn't help laughing and grabbed the flashlight in his hand, not shooting directly at his face, but just punching it near his neck and looking at his face for a moment.

Then she turned off the flashlight and sighed: "You guys look better than you did in the apartment building? ”

Luke hey hey smile: “Handsome has always been one of the strengths that I can't hide, and I'm distressed too. ”

Rebecca couldn't help laughing again.

She suddenly felt like she wasn't so sad with this guy.

Or it's too late to think about those sad things.

She turned off the flashlight, threw it aside, touched his shoulder with both hands and pressed hard.

Results... not pressed!

Luke had a strange face: "Why? ”

Rebecca couldn't help laughing: “What do you think? What does it mean when a man buys a woman a drink in a bar and she doesn't say no? ”

Luke: “I mean, can we have a nice chat? ”

“Shut up! You little fucker!” A woman bowed her head angrily.

“... is that what you mean?” When someone asks curiously, the rest becomes ambiguous.

Not far from the beach, a wave came and beat the beach with a loud wave for a long time.

……

Dark skies, sea breezes, and bustling beaches are quiet.

On the beach, Rebecca climbed up and silently wore the clothes on the blanket.

Looking at Luke beside her, she sighed and found her shoes on the beach beside her.

“Do you want to go running in the morning?” A voice burst out of nowhere.

Rebecca trembled and was surprised.

And she looked at the man on the blanket and said, "Are you awake? ”

Luke shrugged: "Yeah, I woke up before you woke up. ”

Rebecca: "... why are you closing your eyes? ”

Luke: "What if you want to sleep again? How embarrassing for me to open my eyes. ”

Rebecca: "Now, isn't that embarrassing? ”

Luke smiled softly: "Say goodbye. Isn't it embarrassing? We're acquaintances now, aren't we? ”

Rebecca nodded without a word, “Okay, bye.” Turning around and wanting to go.

“Wait.” Luke exclaimed.

Rebecca flipped her eyes: “What's wrong now? ”

Luke stood up, pulled out of his backpack, and a card appeared in his hand: "My contact details. Try contacting me if you have any difficult issues. ”

Rebecca picked up her card and stuck it in her trouser pocket, "Anything else? ”

Luke shook his head: "No. ”

Rebecca jumped angrily, her legs clamped his waist: “Did you do it on purpose? ”

Luke smiled softly hey hey, reached for her and gave her a deep kiss.

After a long time, the two of them split up, he said: "You can walk around until the day comes when you can face what's happening over there, and it's not too late to go back. ”

Rebecca looked at him, nodded softly, mumbled, jumped off him and turned around.

In the dark, her footsteps were slightly uneven and the wound on her right foot was painful, but she felt much more calm.

Perhaps it's time to set aside the past.

She thought so, slowly disappearing into the streets by the sea.

Luke walked her away and lay down again, touching a can of needle prick cherries next to her, opened her mouth and mumbled: “I hope you can look away. ”

He did not deliberately go to comfort Rebecca, who had a tragic past and could not live by comfort.

In the event that he encounters a similar situation, apart from the fact that one day he wants to open himself up, the painful days before he opens up can only be borne by himself.

Fortunately, he did not meet and will do his utmost to avoid it in the future.

Lying on the beach before dawn, Luke was alone drinking the juice, silently thinking a lot.

After dawn, Luke returned to the Wild Jungle Bar and found a hotel to stay in.

At the height of the hotel facing the wild jungle, he carefully weighed everything around it.

During the day, he did not go out, even lunch was settled in the room.

At night, he set out again.

Instead of entering the bar today, he sat on the far side of the back door exit, looking at the crowd as if they were tired tourists.

Everything else is fine here, just a little bad.

Too many people.

There were people everywhere, and he couldn't find a place to lift a drone.

He stood up and walked to an alley, and he cleverly flipped over and climbed from the outer wall to the roof.

The drone was removed from the storage space in the corner and he manipulated it several times on a fake phone to quickly lift it up.

The sky is late, the black drone is not noticeable and the movement is minimal, and nobody notices it in the noisy crowd.

An automated drone cruise was set up to remind him that he was leisurely enough to pull out a can of juice and drink it.

There was no mixer tonight, and he had enough time and patience to wait for that Mr. Pedro.

At 8: 00, Pedro finally returned from the outside.

Luke started packing and getting ready to go in and make a hard little boss call.

The more chaos there is, the less concern he has, because the police ignore it.

But just as he was about to go downstairs, he saw the drone coming back and stood still.

A visibly remodeled car opened the back door.

Luke doesn't have to tell it apart to make sure it's an armored car, or a money truck?

In the rear open door, it shows that the rear compartment is still empty, but it is retreating towards the rear door.

Is this what you're shipping out of the building? Luke was holding his chin, thinking so.

A moment later, he clearly saw that someone was moving into the car in the back door, and it was over in less than a minute, and the vehicle started.

Including the previous little boss Pedro, two SUVs escorted the armoured carrier out.

Luke is not moving for now, keep watching.

More than ten seconds later, he set the course of action for the three vehicles and ran directly on the roof.

Here in Rio, there are virtually no cameras around the ghetto, and the eyes of ordinary people can't keep up with him in the dark.

Leaning against the rooftop, he jumped over the shortcut, not far from the three cars.

Instead of going downtown, the three cars circled in the slums and stopped in front of a small building like a factory building.

The rear door of the armoured car opened and Pedro and two of his men took what was being transported in the car and knocked on the iron door of the small building.