Super Detective in the Fictional World

Two children, one male and one female, seven or eight boys and five or six girls.

Behind them, seven or eight metres away, a pair of men and women were dragging their suitcases to talk about something, without noticing Luke's move.

Luke said that for a few seconds, until the men and women saw their children run away, pulled the security guard in front of the banquet hall to ask what, rushed over and found out that the child wanted to pee.

Woman wonders: "Didn't you just pee before you came out? You're having fun again! ”

Men politely apologize to security.

What can security say? Kids are right to pee and ask the toilet.

He explained the location of the toilet, waved goodbye to the family and stood back at the door.

Luke had already entered the darkened conference hall, moving lightly under his feet and standing at a corner of the wall.

On stage T, the models walked along the delicate catwalk, wearing large sweaters and sweatshirts with striking patterns of various styles.

This is an autumn and winter fashion conference.

In London's temperatures, you can wear sweaters sooner or later, and sweaters after September.

Luke didn't care about the models, the designer he was looking for, Alexander.

ALEXANDA - McCATTLEY, a little famous fashion designer in the UK, is also the owner of the century-old artisanal suits store and the "supplier” of the Bubble Sugar Gang.

A few hours ago, the fashion designer was also discussing with Axela how many “goods” were to be sent to the town of Slovakia.

Luke came here to find Alexander, first to determine the look and smell of this guy, and secondly, he didn't have the address of this guy. Finding this place is the most time-consuming way to save.

Thinking about how to get this designer out of "design” later, something familiar appeared in his gaze.

He arrived a little late and the launch was nearing its end, and the model and designer Alexander of the launch came out to thank each other collectively.

Alexander is nothing unusual, an ordinary white Englishman around forty years of age, besides being slightly feminine and wearing a little makeup on his face, smells less like a vampire and has no bloody smell.

But next to Alexander, the three female models were a little familiar.

After a few seconds of frowning, Luke coincided their three long legs with their memories, and suddenly he was lying in the middle of nowhere: wouldn't it be such a coincidence?

Watching the clapping applause coming up and down the stage, he pulled out a fake phone and sent a message to a woman over the Internet.

I thought a woman might see it a little while ago, but who knows, less than ten seconds later, a reply appears.

Luke sighed for a moment and left no new messages.

Again, the easiest it is for him to deal directly with the source, the more people he knows, the more dangerous it is.

Luke can only regret the three dreams of reaching their peak, wearing big wings and becoming world-famous legs.

In a world where success has never been easy, it is already a great fortune to have a life to keep struggling.

Thinking about it, he also had a little grunt in his heart: I thought I had won Vanessa, didn't I? How could these three be so unlucky? When models are risking their lives, they're really engaged.

Soon after the launch, Luke did not exit with the guests, but snuck into the backstage while he was in the middle of the mess.

At the end of the press conference, this is an ordinary lobby where no one cares about the crowd.

Luke followed Alexander all the way to the parking lot.

Watching Alexander's luxury extended Audi drive by, Vanessa's three old partners and girlfriends were among the eight models on top, clapping his forehead and following him with his second-hand golf.

On the narrow streets that are common in British cities, the bigger role of longer luxury cars is to outfit and run less conveniently than Luke's second-hand golf.

Luke easily hung an extended Audi a few hundred meters away, heading northwest of London.

The farther Alexander's car travels, the stranger Luke is: What is this? Now they're both out of downtown London, in Waterford, and they haven't stopped yet.

Did Alexander find out he was being followed? Luke quickly denied that possibility.

It's not impossible to find tracking, like monitoring the perimeter with a drone, but Alexander doesn't have that level of technology.

Neither did his vampire master.

With a little confusion, he followed Alexander's car for over an hour to Coventry, northwest of London.

They were escorted to park in front of a bar, and eight women and one man got out of the car.

Luke also drove the car into the black alley not far away and dressed himself up.

This time it was no longer a semi-finished white wolf suit, but a regular grey and black hooded sweatshirt with a duck tongue cap, with an angular black metal mask covering his face.

Historically, multi-handed preparation has avoided coincidence with Luke and certainly does not make it easy to coincide with the White Wolf.

Even though he had not entered Slovakia and England as his own, he still opted for a more secure approach - another vest.

After pushing the door out, he jumped onto the adjacent building, unleashed the drone and cruised the bar and the surrounding area to monitor the movement.

There's nothing special outside the bar, but there's no surveillance.

Most bars install surveillance at the front and rear doors to avoid thief petty fights and beatings, but this is not the case.

Luke was expecting something.

It's a habit, that's what I meant!

Located in a dilapidated industrial area, this bar has a distinct LOFT industrial look that makes it unobtrusive.

It has only two floors, no windows on the ground floor, and the vintage iron railing doors and windows on the second floor look particularly old.

Luke watched as the four models were taken to the second floor room, and Alexander said a few words and went downstairs.

Leave the four models there to turn on the music and pour the drinks themselves blackened.

Without Vanessa's three best friends, these four models all seem to share a common trait - young, young, pure, looking like newcomers.

And Vanessa's three best friends... think about how they would rob a bank in New York with Vanessa.

Near Zhu is nearly as dark as Ink, and the principle of this is similar everywhere.

With that in mind, Luke cut right into the second floor window without further delay.

The four rookie models who are hiking have not noticed the movement of the corner windows at all, let alone the glittering shadows.

Down the second floor, walking to a door, Luke suddenly laughed and laughed happily.

His movements did not stop, and he kicked the door open with one foot, and a huge wave of sounds came.

The interior of the ground floor is the same industrial style as the exterior of the building.

Bare brick walls and cement walls around, various pipelines, and a large dance hall open to almost a glance, with dozens of people sitting or dancing.