Super Detective in the Fictional World

Looking at Elena's tangled face, Luke rubbed her head: "Just listen to your arrangement, I'm off duty today. ”

Elena laughed happily and lifted her head over his chest before moving her hand and talking to Margaret.

At the end of the call, she gave out an address.

Luke took off in a strange way with her and arrived in front of a building more than ten minutes later.

On the elevator to the 32nd floor, Luke looked at some more familiar stand, his heart fluctuated, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Despair - Monroe Peterson Painting Exhibition.

The tall blonde Margaret stands by the deck and wears a simple, generous white dress.

Seeing Luke and Elena, her pretty face smiled brilliantly, pure as a hundred-pound child.

Well, the simplicity of this mind is better than most American middle school students.

The two women laughed and gave a pastime, and Luke was treated equally with Irina's light.

I was a little sorry to smile at Luke, and Elena was taken away by Margaret.

A simple widow has talked about what paintings are worth looking at in this exhibition, and a string of technical terms have emerged.

Luke smiled and looked back at Elena as if she wanted to, herself as well.

She was petite, and Margaret was dragged into the depths of the exhibition hall -- the exhibition area where the heavy work was located.

Luke is not interested in painting here.

If it's some classical faction... well, he's actually too lazy to understand it, and he doesn't know what the difference is.

This “abstract expressionism”, to which Lianmenro belongs, is seen on the cover of the brochure of the exhibition.

He just walked up to the floor window, looked out the window at New York City, and planned to be alone.

A string of high-heeled shoes rang from far to close, stopping not far behind him, and a young woman sounded: "Detective Coulson? ”

Luke turned his head and his face stacked with a formulaic smile: "Hello, Miss Soderberg. ”

The one who greeted him was Lindsay.

She reached out with a sincere smile: "Just call me Lindsay. Also, thank you for your help with me and Monroe. ”

Luke shook her hand: “Call me Luke, too, and that's just my job. ”

Lindsay let go of her hand and stretched out her hand and said, "Can I talk to you alone? ”

Luke looked over there, and Margaret and Elena were standing in front of a painting in the distance, chirping, very committed.

Lindsay looked over there and laughed: "Margaret and I were friends. She said there was a companion here, and I didn't think it was you. ”

Luke smiled softly: "I didn't know you were still here. ”

Lindsay sighed: “So I want to talk to you. ”

Luke picked his eyebrows without saying a word, just nodded and the two walked to the corner rest area.

After sitting down, Lindsay asked the staff to bring two cups of coffee, sipped a sip and adjusted their emotions before asking: “Although I have just said this, I would like to thank you again now. Luke, thank you for everything you've done for me and for Monroe. ”

Luke didn't have any more condoms this time, he just turned his head slightly and set up an ear-washing listening stand.

Courtesy is always required.

Lindsay brought him here to talk, not just to thank him.

Lindsay didn't hesitate either, going straight to the subject and talking about the end of her family's dispute with Monroe.

For a moment, Luke looked a little strange.

Nearly a polygraph, he is, indeed, Lindsay's words are basically true, and the key thing is that she is not lying.

If he did not, he might identify it as a Rosenmen.

Now he can only speculate that this is just a typical example of a miscommunication within the family.

Lindsay and Monroe are not boyfriend relationships, she just admires Monroe's work.

The young woman, without her father Jeffrey's skill, suddenly arose and went from “pursuing” to “pushing people”, becoming an investor in Monroe and arguably speculator.

She financed Monroe's work alone, promoted it, and raised his profile, largely in order to get rich rewards from Monroe, not because of love.

In fact, once these exhibits were sold, Monroe had 50 per cent of the proceeds.

And in the process, Monroe, the author, has only the right to make recommendations, not the right to decide.

It's up to Lindsay to decide who he sells his work to and how much he sells it.

Such a contract is not difficult for Monroe to accept.

Monroe is a typical artist.

He doesn't care about money at all, and what he needs now is an endorsement.

Perhaps with broad agreement, he doesn't even need someone else's.

Without Lindsay's help in investing in promotion, he couldn't show his work to the world, and it didn't make any sense to have more paintings.

If Lindsay is not too young and truly appreciates his work, then give Monroe a 91-open contract, and he will sign it without looking.

This is just a typical way for millionaires to collaborate with artists.

If Monroe succeeds in the future, this can be considered a good word.

But after the ridicule behind some of Aurora's “opposite” dignitaries, things ran uncontrollably down the wrong path.

After investigating Monroe's curriculum vitae, Aurora persuaded her daughter to abandon her plan to fire Monroe, but she had doubts about her daughter and Monroe.

Monroe, in his thirties, was too young for a painter, and his youth meant that he could have a long life.

It is well known that a painter's work becomes more valuable when he dies.

The plan is a loss of money.

Ever since childhood, Lindsay, who grew up to be calm and intelligent, suddenly began to use her private room money to put up a painter and said she just liked his work, of course Aurora didn't believe it.

The beginning of this mistake led to an even worse development, which in turn turned into a family war.

It wasn't until Luke showed up that he pulled both sides into the horn tip.

Is that a miracle? Not at all magical.

He only manipulated the primary Pheromone a little bit, did a little experiment with his abilities, and reminded the two of each other as soon as they quarreled.

Troubleshooting, experimental skills, everything.

The mother and daughter, who were already very emotional, no longer had a chattering argument. The two sides quickly reached a consensus and took a step back.

As long as Lindsay no longer has the same "brain punch” as before, it will only be a small insert in her growth.

Today, she's here to arrange a closing job and finish it off.

I just heard Luke's name from Margaret, and Lindsay came to say hello.

And I don't know why, when no one mentioned Luke before, she rarely remembered this peaceful young detective.

But when she heard his name, she immediately wanted to come and meet him and say thank you.

And when she started talking to him, she couldn't help but reveal the privacy that she couldn't tell her friends and loved ones.