Super Detective in the Fictional World

Claire's most trusted is Luke's safety training.

Don't lose sight of the victories before they are determined, or they can easily be reversed.

Even with that unknown glutton...

“Apologize! I'm not some stranger, and I'm telling you, don't call me my real name. It's a spell, understand?” The low voice sounded again, and this time his speech was finally much faster.

Claire apologized faster: "I'm sorry, g, uh, it's you. ”

Her heart communicated with the mysterious presence, and she checked all the bandits and finally relaxed.

The only surviving bandit, that little bird, was the bad luck of the bird, but he was already unconscious because of severe pain and blood loss.

Other bandits, including the first one she shot twice in the chest with a mirror, all died.

“Oh, my God! Did you do all this?” Karen muttered.

Claire cried her face, “I said it wasn't me, it was something else, believe me? ”

“I'm not anything else! Apologize!” The low voice yelled angrily again.

Claire apologized very quickly this time.

She also came up with one thing: that name can't be called. What do I usually call you?

“As long as you want to say something to me, I can naturally feel it. Don't call me that.” When the low voice was finished, it went silent.

Claire also wants to talk to this low voice.

Karen, who was checked on the side, suddenly turned her head and hugged her, giving her a bite in the face: "Cool! You've been hiding this hundred shots from your classmates for fear of hitting them in training? ”

Claire: "Huh? ”

Karen was thrilled to say, “This is fantastic! I also have a really cool policewoman around me, and my mom said that women can't be policemen, so let me hurry back to learn music or painting or something. Ha ha, I'd like to see what she has to say to face the facts. ”

Claire slapped her ass.

“Ow, what are you doing?” Karen covered her ass and jumped around there.

“Are you sure you told your mother that your classmate at the academy shot six gunmen at once and that she would let you continue this job?” Claire stared at her.

Karen: "Well, I won't mention this to her. But you can't keep it a secret at the station, can you? I'll definitely have to write the report back. Can I help you? ”

As soon as Claire thought about Selena copping her, shooting her and killing the suspect, the whole investigation and reporting process, and the psychological evaluation, she had a bloated head: "How? ”

Karen: “I have an uncle at LADP Home Office, so you know. ”

Claire: “Conditions. ”

Luke once mentioned that, as long as the shooting was not against the rules, it was only a chore, just annoying, but not a big problem.

She doesn't think Karen can help out for nothing, even if the relationship is good, but she hasn't wasted enough resources to help her with the chores.

“First, you will be my personal shooting coach… and the fighting coach.” Karen spoke with excitement.

Claire chuckled, “Beautiful. I'll be your advisor two hours a month, love or not. ”

Karen: “Deal. ”

Claire stunned, realizing, "Your psychological expectations are two hours? ”

Karen smiled without answering, "Second, I'm chasing your brother, and you need to help. ”

Claire categorically refused: “No way. ”

Looking at Karen's expression, she added, "I'm not going to cause any trouble, but I don't have the time to play this childish game with you if I want to chase him myself. ”

Karen thought about it and nodded, “Deal. ”

She knew that Claire seemed generous, but the bottom line was strong.

Whoever tries to force her will only trade it for a tougher bounce.

It is her family's instruction to maximize benefits.

Take it as soon as you see it. It's also her family teaching.

Claire whispers in her heart: I'm crazy to help you chase Luke. What if you get rejected, you get angry, and you can't just complain to me?

She knows better that Luke's personality is less tolerant for people outside his family.

However, this indifference is of such a nature that it is usually concealed under his gentle appearance and with sufficient etiquette.

Of course she won't accept the hot conditions.

Two thoughtful girlfriends reached an agreement, which began to inform the patrol police to wash the floor.

Luke didn't know that an unreliable dog had finally done something very unreliable, and he and Selena were busy dispersing the mob around town.

This evening, he succeeded in gaining a lot of experience by leaning on thousands of tear gas rounds.

Underneath his tear gas canisters, the thugs quickly changed from the initial dozens of large groups of hundreds to small and medium-sized groups of more than a dozen and twenty, and then to groups of 35%.

Every time you disperse the experience points of these troublemakers, it goes from a hundred up and down at the beginning, to 350 points, and not even 10.

This, however, cannot resist his tireless efforts this evening.

Repeatedly brushing these super many grubby monsters brings him over 5,000 experience points.

And the first call with Iron Man's Big Baby to save lives also had over 2,000 experience points.

The host experience in the system has also become 5573090000.

Points: 44230.

Luke was satisfied.

After he washed the southeastern city twice, this extremely chaotic night of earthquakes finally passed.

With the wonder of the sun, the commotion gradually subsided.

Back home, Claire was asleep, and she called at 7: 00 this morning to say she had already eaten at home, leaving her alone.

After a brief wash, the two of them heat their pre-made homemade sandwiches and simply solve the breakfast and rest.

Selena went straight into the house and went back to sleep.

Luke sat quietly in the living room and watched the news on the tablet at a very small volume.

Unexpectedly, LA News is in the fryer again.

There's all sorts of news about the earthquake on TV, and San Francisco is a lot worse than Los Angeles.

They're probably trying to make the people of Los Angeles feel better —— at least not the worst part of this earthquake.

And thanks to Professor Lawrence Hayes' early warning, the number of deaths in this California earthquake has not been overstated.

Los Angeles is currently identified as having lost 37 people to earthquake disasters, compared to 76 in San Francisco.

Of course, this is only a fraction of the casualties.

There are too many people injured, and that's hard to count.

Secondly, there were huge riots in Los Angeles and San Francisco last night.

By the time Los Angeles arrived this morning, it was almost certain that the unrest would not continue to expand, but was shrinking.

San Francisco is not so lucky, where riots continue even in the daytime, and where even many of the poor in the surrounding area rush into the city to earn a fortune.

Naturally, there's a lot of trouble at the police station.