Super Detective in the Fictional World

Ginny, on the other hand, has received a response from Willand Corporation that they will complete a certain amount of wireless networking in the shortest possible time in Los Angeles, home base of luxury consumers in the United States.

Willand operates a mobile network and broadband business as a multinational communications company.

Ginny said Willand didn't rely solely on his cell phone, he also had a finished wireless router that Luke had made.

This stuff was there a long time ago, but Luke made it, of course, close to the wireless router of the last century after 2010, and... it was cheap.

As a result, Willand's initial wireless network was fully profitable directly from its broadband users.

Want to get your computer out of the grid? Pay for the new generation of wireless routers for only $49.8!

Free delivery is not possible and will not be given for life.

How many youngsters would refuse to buy it if this thing went with a smartphone?

Who can resist this temptation when you can easily play with your phone while holding a notebook with an internet cable!

Users of the network, in addition to corporate institutions, are young people.

Whether it's a mobile phone or a wireless network, the first person to accept them is necessarily a young man pursuing novelty.

On the contrary, most middle-aged and elderly Americans still choose to use mobile phones that can only be emailed and phoned after more than a decade, as they simply use them as a means of communication rather than as entertainment facilities.

Among the development goals that Luke mentioned to Ginny, it was also clear that these young people and luxury consumers were going to pay for their backpacks and take the high-end route - the strategy of copying a second-hand apple from Ginny's mouth.

Luke doesn't really care how far this cell phone company ends up.

There's so much black technology in the world that Tony hasn't even put virtual imaging technology to work long enough to make money.

Luke's expectation for this cell phone company is to make a fortune and become a big company.

Even selling a phone is not the most profitable way to make more extra money on it, and an Apple has already shown it, and Luke will tell Ginny step by step.

He didn't say together that he didn't want to overexcite Ginny and look forward to it.

And he got everything done, and this girl, who was born to inherit her parents' commercial origins, was afraid she'd be unhappy.

Man, you still need to have an endeavor goal so that life isn't too boring.

This time Ginny walked away so simply that she didn't keep talking to him about her business, and went out in a van at night.

She has to catch a plane, negotiate the supply of spare parts manufacturers everywhere, and can rush to Luke once, mainly because… the phone has to be trademarked.

Without Luke's hard work, she really had to choose the used Apple logo that had been bitten.

Who makes someone the big boss?

After Ginny left, Luke continued to go to the academy every other day to watch the new cadets, known as "crooked dates”.

In fact, it's not as bad as this bunch of people are going to say.

But being tall and fat and mixed with men, women and children inevitably gives a sense of discord and lack of harmony.

Luke didn't have a problem with that, but he wandered around the academy in a good mood.

The new participants were divided into 30 classes by letter, such as classes A1 and A2 in Class A.

The remaining four in Class B, nine in Class C and fifteen in Class D. Each class has between twenty and thirty people.

What surprised Luke was that the earliest option, number one, two, three, four, along with Claire, had been assigned to the D15 class.

D15, stands for it's the most junk class in this batch.

Nor did Luke begin to understand why Claire would be split up, and the one, two, three, four alternative would not be as bad as this shift.

Until he reached out to Remick, and roughly went through the D15 students' files, he understood.

This is the default saltfish class.

The people in here are not the worst quality, but they are probably not going to stay behind as a group of cops - except for those two military students - after a rough analysis by the academy.

The two cadets were identified by instructor Harry as the head and deputy head of the class to assist the instructor in managing class affairs.

Or they were picked by instructor Harry and became dog legs.

Obviously, instructor Harry, like Luke's first thoughts, needs this proactive activist to “lead” anywhere.

Luke also paid more attention to the D15 because of Claire the Little Skinny Monkey at this Ben.

First time, running training.

The little leather monkey took first, the others dragged the elders, and finally a fat man died struggling to hang himself at the end, and was run off with a stick behind his ass by Instructor Harry.

Luke shook his head with regret and wrote the following sentence in his little book: No focus on the goal.

Claire certainly doesn't count.

Second, field obstacle training.

The little monkey ran lightly on the field and took first again.

The others?

Luke looked at a little black girl who was hanging on a wall two meters tall, her legs slipping, and she couldn't get up and shook her head.

Instructor Harry over there was helpless enough to let her go around and move on to the next one, otherwise she would be able to slip on this wall forever.

Boom!

A loud noise, Luke's eyes.

Only a little over half a metre above the wall, a tall black man with his hands propped up and rolled over, his feet less than half a metre from the ground.

Instructor Harry sweated his forehead just two metres in front of the cement wall and was glad he hadn't been thrown under the cement wall.

Luke, smash it, smash it. Write down the sentence in the little book: Moses Hightower, the one suspected of being capable of power.

Though Moses was two meters tall, he couldn't easily push down the cement wall, and no one else could.

Third time, indoor climbing training.

Once again, the little leather monkey took the lead and easily climbed to the top of the climbing rope.

Instructor Harry nodded satisfied and found a man beside him hesitating to move. He had to yell, “Moses Hightower, why are you still standing there? Push me hard...”

Moses heard his roar and his subconscious pulled the rope in his hand.

Boom!

The people around them were running away, and Instructor Harry sat on the ground with his ass back.

Duang! The metal anchor with the rope fixed to the ceiling fell down with a large piece of cement slab in front of him.

Moses looked at him innocently and seemed to want to ask, "Am I still climbing? ”

Harry: "... you go to the logistics office and get a mechanic. ”

Luke burst out laughing and wrote down again in his little book: Moses Hightower, extremely powerful and slightly slow.

Fourth, hand-to-hand combat training.

The little leather monkey jumped up for the first time and asked the female instructor Callahan for a teaching presentation.

Ten seconds later, the female instructor said desperately, "Claire, can you let me go? ”

The little skinny monkey was excited to loosen the cross, and he shouted and jumped: "Sir, have I passed? ”