Super Detective in the Fictional World

People are better than God! Luke sighed in his heart.

Anyone who wants to save Alex now has to break into county jails, and groups with this idea are both heartbroken and suspicious.

Without accurate information, his targeted clearance plan would be difficult to complete quickly.

The slower the clean-up plan, some of the more sensitive and suspicious bandits may escape.

It's pure profit to let go!

With a little bit of depression, Luke and Selina went to work the next day as usual.

The two arrived earlier today in the police station, and at 8 o'clock they entered the Major Crimes Hall, turning out to be the latest.

Dustin started talking again.

To put it simply, he affirmed yesterday's efforts and then adjusted today's task.

Yesterday the detectives went down to the grassroots to send the notice. Today's focus is on getting back to security and helping the patrol cops catch the restless guys.

Dustin used a slice-packaged approach, assigning Luke two firefighters a task, wherever he needed to go!

The frequency of shootouts in police cases is not high during the week, and it is common for detectives to fail to shoot suspects for years.

But the situation will not be so stable in a few days.

Dustin reminds everyone to be prepared to carry out tasks in complex environments and don't forget to wear bulletproof vests.

The session also ended in less than 10 minutes, with dozens of detectives from the Serious Crimes Unit flocking out.

Another busy and noisy day, Luke's Daily Experience Points are reinvented.

The day came down with all kinds of chicken and garlic, all kinds of little robbery, burglary, beatings, they did a bunch of stuff.

More than 1,500 experience points provide ample proof of how “simple" Los Angeles is and how much people love “self-reliance” and “abundant food.”

At night, Luke went out again.

Today he's going to clean up a gang and get all the information the boss knows about the fatalities in the field.

Driving a second-hand black Toyota, he dodged surveillance areas and walked through alleys.

As a result, Toyota was crossing an alley in downtown, and the mutation was steep.

The ground began to shake, and the apartment buildings on both sides of the alley began to shake, with all kinds of debris falling to pieces and some broken glass.

Then the lights went on in the apartment building, there were children's cries and grown-ups' screams.

The whole city, it was like suddenly it came back to life.

Unfortunately, this is not a metaphorical technique in literature, and its consequences are enormous.

In front of Luke's gaze, a tall building with some lights twisted like a dance.

His mind switched, and a plan that had already been invented many times came to mind: now, it seemed like the best time?

Soon after, he took out a set of gear from the storage space and wore it on him, while sending Selina a message of security confirmation.

Selena seconds back, she and Claire are fine.

Luke just lets her tell Claire and the knife to stay home and she's free to move.

The police department will definitely call soon and let everyone begin to maintain order, and Selena can help him spread out for a while and give him time to spend some experience points.

I dare not use my full strength, saving lives is more than ten times less efficient.

Less than a minute later, Luke changed his gear and made sure he didn't leave anything behind in the car, opened the door, got out of the car, shot out a hook in his hand and went straight up to the roof of the apartment building next to him.

The six-story roof rocked more violently, but he stood steadily on the edge, glancing at the surrounding instant and flying down.

Two cars crashed into each other on the street.

The shake just now caused the female driver of one car to drive into the opposite driveway and hit a positive with the other.

Both drivers were protected by airbags and seatbelts, but the female driver's car began to spill oil.

Luke flew down, the cape hardened momentarily behind him before landing, and the shadow slanted a few meters out.

The cape is floating again, falling right next to the two cars.

Grabbing the front door with his hands up, he pulled it apart and pulled out the female driver who was stunned inside.

Holding her with his left hand, he opened the back door with his right hand and held a seven- or eight-year-old girl in his hand.

One hand took the two mothers and daughters to the other car, and the man in the driver's seat started calling for help: "Help me, my feet are stuck. ”

The man was unlucky, and the deformed body pressed his left leg.

Luke checked slightly, pulled the door open with his hands up, stepped on it with his hands up, and directly pushed the deformed body out of enough crevices to pull the man out with his empty hands.

The man looked at Luke with gratitude, even though it hurt so much.

He already smelled gasoline, and the ghost knew if his car was leaking oil.

Luke didn't forget to pick up a cell phone under the driver's seat and hand it over to the man.

Then he carried the men, the mothers and daughters, and sent them to the apartment building by the road.

At this moment, the earthquake has stopped.

Although there are minor cracks in the apartment building, there is no problem with the main body, which is much less dangerous here than outside the building.

Luke turned around and walked away, ignoring the surprised look of the caretaker old lady.

Time is life, saving lives is experience points. Where does he have time to talk?

The caretaker, the old lady, waited for Luke to go away and asked carefully: "He robbed your family. Should I call the police? ”

Men and women can't stop laughing, but men's willpower is stronger. Despite a broken leg, they say, "No, he saved us. He's a hero. ”

The caretaker, the old lady, was surprised: "But why is he dressed like that? It's like a...” She couldn't find the adjective at once.

And the little girl suddenly said, "He's a superhero! Must be. That's why he's dressed like that! ”

The old lady didn't argue, but she couldn't help but mutter: just that black pile, it all looks like a supervillain outfit!

Luke didn't know he was being spit on by an old admin, and he was still rushing to the next level of experience.

Dozens of meters out the door, he shot out his hook and went straight up to the third floor, drilling in through a window.

One of the women screamed in horror as she was busy with her hands and feet, and the two children behind her screamed with her.

Luke ignored her and just swept through the kitchen, touching it a few times in a corner and closing the main gas valve.

“The valve is closed, open the window for ventilation, and then alarm.” Luke leaped through the window with a low, stubborn electronic sound.

“Ah ~” the mother and son screamed together again.

This is the third floor, and there are no fire stairs outside.

Running to the window, Luke didn't fall on the street under the window, but quickly ran away dozens of meters away.

The older boy of the two children asked curiously, "Mom, who was that? Is that Daddy? ”