Super Detective in the Fictional World

As soon as Luke and Selena walked out of the lobby, several colleagues stared at John sitting there, relieved of the burden and smiling.

“Come on, John, who are these two?” One of the little blonde policewomen asked.

John took a pack of the same wrinkled cigarettes out of his wrinkled flower T-shirt, shook one out, and took a nice sip: "Wait a minute, did I seem to have a bet with you guys before? I bet the guy who came here wasn't a gold-plated second-generation, so I guess I won. ”

Everyone glanced at him and the last middle-aged moustache bit his teeth and touched the ten beautiful knives and threw them at him: “If you can't make a name for yourself, don't take the money. ”

At the beginning, the other detectives pulled out their wallets and threw ten or twenty denominations on John: “Tell me, or you'll have lunch. ”

John grabbed the bills and put them in his pants, smoked another cigarette, then said: "Cough, I've been running for a long time, I'm a little thirsty. ”

The blonde pulls her legs and goes, "Okay, I'll get you some water, I'll talk to you when I get back. Without a little insider information, you still pay for the water. ”

John swallowed his legs onto the desk: “Give me a corona, the mineral water won't quench my thirst. ”

The blonde cop didn't go back any faster than the one who pointed it at him.

A few minutes later, John took a sip of the frozen Corona, looked at the fired colleagues, and smiled slowly: "Remember the last time I became a detective? ”

How did the question suddenly get to John himself when people hadn't returned to God for a while?

Middle-aged mustache frowned: “Don't fucking beep, just say the truth. ”

John drank another beer and said, “That's the real deal. It was before Christmas last year that I was demoted as a detective, and I was on holiday to visit my family in Los Angeles. Do any of you remember what happened in Los Angeles on Christmas Eve? ”

Everyone's brains spin immediately.

Everyone is a detective, John, and so are the two new young detectives, and that could only mean a big case.

And only a big case in Los Angeles will let the NYPD know about it.

“The robbery of the vault of the Zhongfu Building?” The blonde policeman, who is often in charge of intelligence, was the first to give the right answer.

John nodded with a smile: "And then what? ”

The middle-aged moustache responded quickly: "Are you involved? ”

John nodded.

And the second question for the moustache came: "Is Luke involved? ”

John nodded again.

After a moment of madness, the crowd's face changed.

Still a moustache: “In the internal briefing on the robbery of the Junior High Fu Building, it was mentioned that a New York detective, a Los Angeles detective, who killed more than fifty blanks together, solved the shocking case. Don't tell me you and Luke are the two detectives? ”

John gave him a thumbs-up, grinning and sipping another beer.

Everyone took a sip of cool air.

This case was originally analyzed within the U.S. Police Department.

New York is more densely staffed than Los Angeles, with more vaults than Los Angeles.

The NYPD HQ's Immediate Detective Directorate also often needs to deal with similar serious cases, a typical case that they have used several times to deduce.

But at that time, no one could figure out how two exotic detectives, who didn't know each other before, could join forces to kill more than fifty fierce, professional robbers in operations and guarantee the safety of the lives of dozens of hostages in recent years.

In that case, all the conditions were unfavourable to the two detectives, but ultimately the detectives were the total exterminators.

John looked at the people's faces and finally said, “Everyone's an old man, and I told you, keep it a secret. ”

Everyone nodded silently.

Detectives are inherently dangerous, and there are not a few detectives who have been retaliated against after the fact.

The darker your hand, the more likely you are to be retaliated against.

John and that Luke, who are also very good at hand hackers, should of course try to keep their situation as secret as possible.

So the last time John came back, when you were discussing analyzing the case, you didn't even mention that you were a relative.

The first was to avoid the wind, and the second was to consider one's own safety.

When the crowd nodded, John drank all the beer and stood up: "You can think of something good. I'm going to take a shower, and I'm sure that sewer hasn't been cleaned up in decades. It stinks. ”

A detective couldn't help but ask, “What good? ”

“You think it's a good thing there's another very good colleague in the police station?” Having said that, John never went back.

Everyone looked at each other and thought there was nothing wrong with that.

Why would John hang like that? It's not just because he can fight, he dares to fight, he dares to go on dangerous missions.

And if he goes, and the others follow, the danger is much smaller.

Had it not been for John in the past few years, they would have retired at least two or three people for injuries or even held a memorial service directly.

Everyone looked relaxed.

Reliable teammates deserve more pleasure than any gold-plated second generation.

If they get on the pork team, they're gonna die.

Only the middle-aged moustache had a gloomy complexion and seemed to think of something unhappy.

“Let's go, let's take a bath. I feel like I just crawled out of a dung pit. ”

“Pull it down, John is in the shit pit, and you just stand there and smell old biogas. ”

“You can do it. How did you hide farther than I did? ”

During the noise, the walkers left the lobby laughing.

Dustin sighed helplessly in the office by the hall.

He doesn't really want Luke to be recognized, and that's a lot more dangerous.

But who let McLane have this super shitty stick right here at the station, and it happens to be under him.

Just remind Luke to pay attention. Dustin muttered in his heart and lowered his head again to get to work.

Luke and his wife left the station and drove off to the parking lot. Selena sighed: “The explosion is much more complicated than I thought, and there are problems inside the station. ”

Luke didn't think, "If we hadn't been in Los Angeles, it would have been very common for us at Dustin's. ”

Selena was thankful for some lonely middle-aged year: "Thank you, boss, for not playing crooked games. ”

Luke.

He had reservations about that.

Dustin has a bottom line, but he's not corrupt.

Of course he'll make money, but he'll make a good name for himself, legitimate and reasonable.

The United States has even lobbied for this stuff, and certain other ways of distorting the doors are legal if they can be operated.