Super Detective in the Fictional World

And Luke stretched out his hand and said, “Can I check your body?" ”

Carrie shuddered and immediately remembered this pair of fists with yellow light, beating several weirdos to gray, subconsciously retreating back: “No. ”

Luke was helpless and could only use his ability to use very little - elementary mindset.

He picked out the mental power component of arc shooting and psychic communication, and after a long experimental combination, he finally developed this capability.

It was also his first primary ability to develop and systematically recognize.

The elementary mind was like a dragonfly with a little water, touching the back of the lower Carrie gently: "Okay, just touch this. ”

Carrie's “body” shuddered again, turning sharply, looking behind her, but immediately turning back, the bright red light of the hidden stars in a pair of dark pupils spinning: “You, too? ”

“Well, sort of.” Luke simply sat on the floor.

Carrie's eyes moved a lot and still stared at him: "Are you in pain? ”

Looking into her eyes after Luke's lens, she probably understood what she meant, smiling softly: “It's just a gift, and it doesn't make me ugly. Why should I suffer? You know, when some people wake up, they become ugly, and that's pain. ”

Carrie was shocked and said, "Will it get ugly? ”

Luke shrugged: "We are in the spiritual enhancement category and have little chance of negatively impacting physical appearance, which generally does not change significantly. Instead of strengthening the body, I've seen people become like lizards, and become like iron sculptures. ”

Carrie shook her head unconsciously: "No, I don't want to. ”

Luke Gual: “You should stop dreaming. You shouldn't have a chance to strengthen your body. If you want to be ugly, it's easier to wear clown makeup yourself. ”

Carrie's little head shook more like a drum: "No, no, I don't wear clown makeup. ”

Nonetheless, her fears and misery continued to dissipate.

Every time she talks to Luke, she feels a little more relaxed.

The negative emotions that accumulated during this time were also decreasing, and her mind was sober: “Can you help me find my mother? ”

Luke: “Then I need to know about your mother's disappearance, and maybe get her out of there. ”

Speaking of which, he paused and continued: "But never accept the temptation of the weird old man. Did you really want to accept the old man's contract? ”

Carrie hesitated: "But when he touched my head, I couldn't help looking for my mother. ”

Luke was probably counting, and he said, “I'll do my best to find your mom. You just saw my abilities, at least more likely to succeed than anyone else. ”

Carrie bites her lips, lifts one hand, and lifts her tail finger: "You promise? ”

Luke laughed and extended his tail finger to hook it up with this little finger: “Pull. ”

As they spoke, their little fingers rolled up and their thumbs were stamped together.

“Seal.” It's Carrie's voice.

With his little fingers hooked together, his thumbs facing each other and his palms facing upwards, Luke followed: “Swear. ”

The last two fingers crossed each other and the two said, “It won't change. ”

It's a little game that kids often play, and it's often a ritual that adults and kids agree to.

When the two of them let go, Carrie looked relaxed: "Thank you, I'll wait for you to find Mom. ”

At the end of the conversation, her body suddenly hallucinated, twisted and disappeared into the air.

Luke stood up and walked out of the factory for a moment.

Of course he knew something was wrong with Carrie.

She has no smell, no breathing, no heartbeat.

She, like that old black robe Murphy Storm, is between reality and illusion.

Luke can only pray that the little girl will not be dead and become a resentful being, preferably just her ability.

Like the old man in the black robe, he's just a Mephisto, maybe this is just one of Carrie's.

And Luke did intend to take care of Alice and Carrie's mother and daughter.

Carol and Alice's primary self-healing ability is his life-saving ability to switch studies regularly.

Both of these abilities are primary self-healing, but in contrast, Carol's abilities tend to recover from major injuries and self-healing takes rough and rapid forms.

Alice's ability is more inclined to regenerate the slightest damage in her body, recovering more finely and slowly.

Works great with both.

He uses Alice's abilities, and Carrie herself has tremendous value that he deserves to pursue.

Keeping this in mind, he turned out of the factory and rode the motorcycle to follow the smell of the Evil Horseman in the air.

Experience is gaining a lot today, but the loss of points is just as great. He needs to try harder to see if he can get another head from the Evil Knight.

Kill a four-man group and you'll have thousands of experience points. How can you let go of this experience gift pack?

From Murphysto's appearance, to Luke's repelling, less than two minutes.

It didn't take him five minutes to talk to Carrie.

Now, if the action of the Evil Horseman is a little inefficient, Luke still has a chance to grab the head.

He does not consider killing the Evil Knight for the time being.

This guy's got a knack for tracking blue leather. It's best to keep it.

Never heard of the massacre of ordinary people by the Horseman of the Evil Spirit before.

Extraordinary groups are as good or bad as ordinary people, and parents cannot be discriminated against because they have a non-mainstream skull.

Think of it like this, Luke's crotch rushes forward faster.

Getting close to the city, he moved and the motorcycle headed towards an open space on the side of the road.

There's the smell of the Evil Knight and the smell of two people in blue leather, and there's a freshly broken water tower and sewage all over the floor.

But now that there is no one here, it can only be proved that the two sides beat each other here again and then left.

The Evil Horseman is sure to be fine, the fiery skeleton motorcycle is not here.

Suddenly, Luke heard a distant woman screaming for help: "Help! ”

There seems to be another man shouting: "Give me your bag, you fat, ugly Birch. ”

He gassed and stopped over a hundred meters away.

This is a viaduct, and not far from here, the flaming skeleton motorcycle is parked next to the bridge.

Luke walked to the side railing of the bridge not far away and the probe looked down.

A fat pier of sister paper gave a small gift to the fiery Evil Horseman. She still said, "Thank you.” Then pull your legs and run.

And where she ran away, only a young man drenched in dirt was trembling at the horrible Evil Knight Cesar.