Super Detective in the Fictional World

Hang up, Luke sends a message to Selena, walks into the underground parking lot, and no rescuers have arrived yet.

The entrance to the parking lot is a massive collapse where you can't hear a cry for help.

The police officers who arrived at the scene were still worried about the big man on top of them, and they didn't have time to check it out.

Blake doesn't know what happened, but he can call Claire, who just says she's trapped and doesn't have a problem with it.

Luke is not moving fast.

There's been more collapse here, and the ghosts know what's going on at the bottom of the building.

He doesn't want to be buried himself.

Death may not, but crawling out of gray faces is both time-consuming and disgraceful.

At this time, his sensory sense of smell also started again.

He finally discovered the smell of a girl and a man, bypassing several collapsed places.

Standing at the edge of a great pit, he looked down and understood the embarrassment of the two.

A luxury Mercedes-Benz car was at the bottom of the pit, tilted against several large pieces of crumbling cement, and it felt like half the body was buried inside.

The same is true, the sound of the call cannot be heard here, nor can it be heard there at the entrance.

The people inside can't drill out of the cement blocks, they're stuck inside.

Luke was not in a hurry, but measured the surrounding environment carefully.

He was not in great danger, but he had to pull the two men out of the car and collapse again around them, and they would not necessarily survive.

Now the two of them are in the car, but the safest.

For a moment, he relaxed.

Where the car fell was an underground pipe that just stuck the car in, but the surrounding cement walls had only slight cracks, which were still too early to collapse.

Now all he needs to do is work.

Jumping lightly onto the roof of the car, he yelled softly, "Hello, is anybody home? ”

The girl in there stopped calling for help for a while and got excited: "Help, help me! I'm stuck in there. ”

Luke raised the volume slightly: “Don't rush, I'm cleaning the surrounding cement blocks. Is your name Blake? ”

The girl in the car sounded like, “How do you know that? Daniel sent you? ”

Luke smiled softly: "Claire sent me. I'm her brother. She's a detective in LA. Didn't she talk about me? ”

Blake in the car shouted with surprise: "Luke! Are you Luke? ”

Luke Gual, the movement in his hand kept moving, lifting those heavy cement blocks aside at will: "Looks like you know, then you don't have to introduce them any more. ”

Blake was surprised and excited: “She always told me about you, that you were amazing, that you were her idol. ”

Luke laughed out loud: "She kept saying I was like an old man, doing things slowly. ”

Blake, listen to the noise above the roof. Slowly?

He was the first cop to go into a collapsed underground parking lot to save lives, faster than anyone.

Luke used these words to calm Blake's emotions slightly before asking: "Blake, tell me about you now. Are you injured, uncomfortable, or can you move in the car? And there's no one else in your car. How are they? Tell me as simply and clearly as possible. ”

Blake stunned: That tone... looks just like his own dad! No wonder Claire said you looked like an old man.

However, the idea just flashed by and she described the situation in the car quickly.

Blake himself was in the back seat, feeling unhurt, but the driver in front of her was in a coma and probably not well.

Before the earthquake, she had just gone downstairs early and was ready to take a car home to rest.

Then he got in the car, and the earthquake started, and the driver hit the car next to him.

Before the driver could reverse the car, the ground collapsed, and the car fell into this underground pipe, and a pile of cement fell over it to cover it.

All I can say is that she's not very lucky or very lucky.

There were hundreds of kilograms of big guys in the fallen cement, but they didn't fall directly onto the roof of the car, but fell from the side and were supported by other pieces.

Otherwise, this luxury Mercedes-Benz is of good quality, but the roof is bound to be smashed, and Blake inside is suffocated without being crushed to death.

After the collapse, the driver was unconscious and the right side of the car was smashed into pieces, squeezing Blake into a small space on the left that was difficult to move.

Luke, listen to Blake. His hand is moving fast.

His position was on the roof, and neither of them could see his movements, and he had nothing to worry about.

Had it not been for fear of throwing cement blocks, causing another collapse, or another aftershock, he would have saved people.

Even so, when Blake gave an overview of the driver and her situation, Luke completed the cleanup.

“Can you get away from the skylight? I'm gonna clean it up and get you out.” He asked.

Blake moved inside: "Okay. ”

Just as the voice went down, Luke punched through the skylight of the fragment and grabbed it and pulled it out.

Take out a little torch and press it on, and Luke handed it down: “Light up where you're stuck, I don't want to dislocate you. ”

Blake laughed, even if his soul wasn't fixed: "Yeah, you're Hercules, Claire said. ”

She didn't take it seriously.

In this difficult situation, trying to dislocate her is not something ordinary people can do.

Luke muttered in his heart: Stop dislocating, I really push hard, maybe you will become a handicapped person with short arms and legs.

He doesn't want to do things like tearing up pretty girls' hands.

Yes, since the light went on, Luke identified Blake, and she was a beautiful girl.

Like Claire said, her eyes were big, deep grey blue, and her orbital cavities were quite obvious, and she did look like cat's eyes.

Secondly, she has a great breast, and is a purely natural E.

As a girl who only graduated from secondary school, this is absolutely world-class development.

Few Los Angeles girls in June would be tight and solid, and he was still high, looking down from the skylight, everything was clear.

Claire's right. A couple of conditions put together. It's hard for him to find the wrong guy.

Pretty girls may not have pretty E cups, girls with E cups may not have big gray blue eyes or pretty eyes.

These thoughts flashed instantly in Luke's head, not even for half a second, and his attention redirected to Blake's stuck body.

He commanded her to take the flashlight and photograph the side of the perimeter, and he was counting.

Stick one leg out of the skylight and into the back of the driver's seat: "Give me your hand and see if you can come up and remind me if it hurts. ”

When Blake reached out her hands, she felt a large pair of hands holding them and her body gradually pulled up as the steady but immense power slowly passed.