Super Detective in the Fictional World

Stephanie did as she was told.

Stacey and Art Messer couldn't help but stare at this traitor: "Deal, when you see a wizard, give him a drop of the horse." You're acting like a puppy.

Unfortunately, they had no idea how to remind Stephanie that she could only follow passively.

After sitting down, Luke looked at the three girls standing across the street: "Don't be so polite, just sit down. Butterfly, give them a glass of ice water. ”

Butterfly: “Yes, Master Wizard. ”

Luke looked at the three girls who still hadn't sat down, turning their heads: “You can stand if you want, I'll just get down to business. ”

“Butterflies reported on your recent training, and it looks like you're all working very hard.” He leaned back to make himself more comfortable: “So I'm going to give you a little reward. ”

Stacey looked at the weird smiley face mask and couldn't help but say, "Don't act like a good person! We don't want any rewards. What we need is freedom. ”

Luke smiled softly and lifted a finger and shook, “No, Miss Stacy, there's something wrong with you. I never said I was a good person, let alone pretend to be one in front of you. ”

Looking at Stacy's ugly expression, he continued to strike her, “And you're not such good kids. Freedom is a waste for you too. Sooner or later, you're going to put yourself in a special prison or some secret lab, and you won't have to be free. ”

Stacy was angry: "We don't care about you. ”

Luke held his hands back to his chest: "Sorry, I'm not a member of the Minors' Rights and Interests Protection Organization. You don't have the right to refuse my supervision, let alone the power to refuse mine. ”

He looked at the twin sisters: “Besides, Miss Stacy, you're not qualified to make decisions for them either. ”

Stacey immediately rebutted: "The three of us have been together, never together. ”

Luke smiled softly: "Gentlemen, tell me, are you really willing to support all Miss Stacey's decisions unconditionally, including the continuation of all kinds of violations at the risk of future arrest by special services? ”

His London cavity already had a slight rhythm and his voice appeared softer and less aggressive, just as kindergarten teachers beckoned children.

Sister Stephanie's lips moved and finally held her mouth, lowering her head silently.

Sister Art Messer shook her head subconsciously: “I don't want to go robbing anymore, I don't want to be robbed by the police...” Speaking of which, she suddenly stopped and covered her mouth with surprise.

Nor did she know why she would say what was on her mind.

Stacy's face turned white and looked back at her: "Art, you...”

Luke interrupted her words: "You have the will to do whatever you want. They also have their own ideas and are reluctant to become criminals. They used to listen to you, so why can't you listen to them now? ”

Of course he would not give them the opportunity to communicate with each other.

The last time he hypnotized the three girls, he took advantage of the success of hypnosis and gave psychological cues to the twin sisters.

That question was a psychological suggestion that the sisters dared to speak their minds.

Sister Stephanie had a weaker personality, but was also more considerate, and finally endured not to say.

My sister, Art Messer, was quick to talk, and then she blurted out her true thoughts.

At this moment, in the face of his question, Stacy opened her mouth and did not know how to answer it.

Without Luke as an outsider, with her usual prestige in a small group of three, the sisters would still listen to her in the end.

But Luke suddenly cracked the issue of dominance and put it on the table.

She can't yell, she's the smartest and the best, so the twins should listen to her, right?

There's a smarter, more powerful man in front of them, who's got all three of them.

“Whether your relationship is with friends or sisters, you have no right to ask them to go to jail and risk their lives to commit crimes.” Luke didn't say it slowly: "Otherwise, the value of this friendship isn't even as good as the dog shi. At least the dog shi can wipe it off, but this selfish friendship will tie them up and spend the rest of their lives with you on adventure and crime. ”

Stacy's got a little sweat on her forehead, and she's not an idiot.

Luke simply means to affirm that the three of them are equal.

It is up to the three of us to decide what to do and what not to do.

Her position would be untenable if she dared to say no, since Luke had defined such behaviour as selfish and self-serving.

Indeed, it is selfish.

It's hard to say it's not selfish to ask a friend to give it.

Luke laughed in his heart: it was a child! How many people aren't selfish? It's not selfish at all. It's the saints.

He would never mind admitting that he was a selfish man.

But if he asks, he starts from the premise of reciprocity and mutual benefit, and doesn't ask, let alone “blackmail” his friends with friendship.

No friendship can afford this endless blackmail.

It is easier for the other party to feel that it would be more advantageous to follow his advice and for the friendship between the two sides to deepen.

Police colleagues like Dustin, Elsa, and Elizabeth are all friends who have benefited and built up step by step in their relationship with him.

And empty friendship, it's always hard to last.

Actually, Stacy's not that bad.

Or because of the side effects of primary replication, which made her more extroverted, naturally dominated this small group of girls.

If she really wanted to be that smart, she wouldn't be stuck with Luke's bizarre arguments.

Stacey's face there changed, red, black and red, and Luke was afraid she'd suck her ass in anger.

It took a moment for her to barely say the opposite: "But they don't want to be locked up like this. ”

Luke laughed. “I'm not your friend. Why are you consulting me? ”

Stacey's face twitched, a little wandering off, and this wizard was cheaper than she thought.

Luke gauged with interest that Stacey was about to explode in place and finally said soothingly, “Okay, no kidding. I will only give you the opportunity to change your own destiny, to make and not to make your own decisions, without consulting me. ”

Watching Stacey try to intervene again, he sticks out his forefinger and makes a noisy gesture at his mouth: "You have enough talent to live off crime. So I'm investing in you in advance, and maybe I'll get a big reward in the future. ”

Three girls face each other.

They have long lost their loved ones, mixed streets and alleyways, abducted them for a living, and never talked to them about this serious subject.