Super Detective in the Fictional World

“Tomorrow?” Two black boys shouted in impatience.

Luke smiled and nodded: "Yeah, I'm paying you two extra hours today, aren't you happy? ”

Two black boys feel “happy” and want to die instantly.

They worked five or six hours today, and they didn't stop much, making them feel like hell.

As a result, Luke told them to continue this way tomorrow.

God, is that how hard it is to get to work? They suddenly felt sympathy for their cousin and mother.

When they do this every day, they feel certain to die of labor, and their mother and cousin have worked for years.

Looking at the look on the faces of two black boys, Luke was satisfied: hitting on my new home idea? This time you won't be able to sell your hard work for a week, it's a waste of your high pay.

Because of confidentiality considerations, most of the earth and stone excavated in the house can only be loaded in storage space and disposed of separately.

These two boys work so lightly today.

In Luke's plan, the renovation of the new home will last five to seven days, and the next few days of the plan will be mainly decorations, not much construction garbage will be generated.

But he's already figured out a new job for these two temporary workers, and he's never gonna let them do it for two days.

Newly hired temporary workers left, and after dinner, the two moved to the battlefield and went upstairs to renovate their rooms.

Neither one of them likes to make the home more complex and gorgeous, so Luke follows the minimalist style and doesn't make any extra modifications.

However, he did not like too cold a tone and did not choose the black and white grey that minimalism most commonly used, but rather paired it with some warm tones.

Selena chose a light blue color for her room, which is elegant.

We were busy again until twelve o'clock before the two of us stopped.

But today Selena didn't really want to go to bed, so she took Luke to the roof.

Two small chairs, a folding table with golden nuggets for drinks and desserts, accompanied by brilliant night views of the Hudson River and Manhattan not far away.

With a bite of strawberry cream cake, Selena sighed with satisfaction: "Look at the view, I suddenly think the new house is actually nice. ”

Luke laughed without saying a word.

This is his place of choice.

The area is a security environment, but it is easily accessible, and ordinary people walk more than twenty minutes to Times Square.

In addition, it's just over six kilometers from NYPD headquarters, and within 15 to 20 minutes of traffic. There's also a Lincoln tunnel that leads to New Jersey across the river.

Because it's right next to the Hudson River, the tower within 100 meters of the neighborhood isn't that dense, and it's even wider towards the side of the river.

That's his new foundation.

And the flourishing city in front of him is the Great River Mountain he's going to take down! Luke looked at the center of the night scene and was in a great mood.

……

The next day, Luke called Dustin and Elsa, respectively, to tell them that he and Selena had arrived in New York, but the problem of settling in a new home required coverage only next week.

They both just said they knew and were lazy, so they hung up.

Dustin has solved most of Luke's tenure, waiting for the two of them to take office.

But he waited half a month, and he didn't have to remind people in the last few days.

Next up is the busy routine of renovation.

Two black boys worked hard every day for six days.

Since the third day, there hasn't been much building garbage generation here in Luke, after all, there's not a lot of room for this little building to be demolished.

The two boys thought they were about to get rid of being forced temporary workers, and Luke and Temple spoke alongside each other.

Temple came back and told them that there was a new job for the three of them: delivering building materials.

With Temple and two black boys, the ready-made local residents, Luke would no longer have to look for a professional transport company to deliver the building materials.

He was also delighted to double the hourly wage of the three men into a twenty dollar knife.

Rent a car and pay three people less than a thousand dollars a day, while Luke's last call for a professional transportation company paid $1,500 a car, and the driver wouldn't even help him load and unload the building materials.

The small tower required much more facilities than it had been dismantled, so Temple and the two black boys were busy.

Two black boys are numb, too.

From the first day of pain to the last two days of mechanical labor, they can even joke about each other while doing things.

That makes Luke nod his mind: That's right. When you get used to moving bricks, I can often offer you hard work.

Charlie and Raqqa work here, with the added benefit that other gangsters rarely come.

Because it's a rule for gangsters to think that new residents are their relatives and not to target friends and family of acquaintances.

Of course, this rule is just to avoid gangsters doing things to each other's friends and family, and if everyone keeps hurting each other, this day won't pass.

If someone steals success and nobody knows who did it, it doesn't matter.

Only once during the renovation, seven or eight little gangsters came to the door.

They greeted Charlie familiarly and moved things, ignoring Temple on the side.

Charlie just greeted each other and saw these playmates wanting to go inside.

He hurriedly stopped each other: "Hey, Hudson, what do you want? ”

The head exploded and a little chubby Hudson squeezed his eyebrows: “Dude, I checked it out, here come two white guys. You have no white relatives. You cannot eat alone. Don't worry, we'll just go in and get something. If you point out something valuable, we'll get in and out quickly, and it won't ruin your job. ”

Charlie moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly he felt he had nothing to say.

Is he going to tell these playmates that he's been caught working hard?

Raqqa on the side couldn't help but remind him: "You better not barge in, otherwise...”

Hudson, the leader of those little gangsters, didn't care at all. He pushed through the hidden door and took a step at his feet. He still smiled at Raqqa. “How else...”

Knock, knock! Boom!

Hudson, speaking on the other side of the door, heard a noise coming from his ears and a little bit of smoke coming from the wall near his head.

Those of us who are behind us are looking at the position of his head with horror.

Hudson slowly turned his neck one hundred and eighty degrees from the right to the left, and saw a hole in the door wall on the side of his head, and a sunken octagonal hammer smashed through the wall and hung it there.

And this hole is less than 20 centimeters from his head.

He swallowed his mouth and looked indoors.

I saw a young man smiling with regret and apologizing out loud: "Sorry, I was just renovating. I slipped my hand, didn't I hurt you? ”