Super Detective in the Fictional World

At this moment, after more than a year of family strife, Lindsay suddenly felt comfortable, the backlog of anxiety, tangle, anxiety, and boredom dissipated for the most part, and the whole person relaxed.

Looking at Luke still sitting there with a slight smile on her face, she was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Sorry to make you listen to so many boring things. ”

Luke took a sip of coffee and said, "I understand, and don't be too grateful to me. I'm here to tell you that I work for the NYPD HQ Police Department, which yesterday received $200,000 in donations from your home. ”

Lindsay stunned: “This..."

Luke: "Don't worry, the money didn't hit my account, and my job wasn't to raise money. I just wanted to say that your parents still care about you. ”

Lindsay sighed: “I know, I've figured it out over the last few days. ”

Luke smiled softly: "As long as the police don't hear from you anymore, it's good that even if my job is overdone, my boss won't rush me to do it. ”

Lindsay smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry to bother you. ”

Luke waved, “I promised your mother I'd have a chance to talk to you, but now I don't think I need to say anything. You and they both know where the mistakes were, but you can't open your heart for now. ”

Dropping the coffee cup in his hand, he continued: "Having a family that cares about you is a happy thing and don't create more misunderstandings for what doesn't matter. Tell me about these things you told me today, seriously and your mother again, and I think she'll understand you. ”

Lindsay lowered her head and let her long hair hang over her face.

After a while, she nodded slightly: "Thank you, I will. ”

When Luke got the answer, he stopped saying anything, just pulled out his phone and looked at the message from Selena.

This guy has been with his family preparing everything for Christmas and sending a lot of pictures.

Her, her brothers and sisters, her parents, the whole family were busy living on the ranch, watching her merge.

Luke smiles: This is the normal state of a family.

And Lindsay over there, for some reason, said things that Luke only used to talk about, but she just listened.

Maybe because of his attitude. She thought so in her heart, raising her head, not looking directly at Luke on the side couch, but glancing at him with an oblique glance.

At this moment, Luke is relaxed with a jiro leg.

He had a cell phone in his hand, and he was swinging there not tightly and slowly, and the corner of his mouth lifted a little, seemingly smiling.

Lindsay unwittingly looked at the image and started to stay.

Luke knew she was looking at herself and didn't care.

A lot of women have seen him lately, and this happens.

Unless they ignore him from the beginning, the more they measure him, the more attracted they will be to him.

He has made some speculations about this.

Perhaps this is because the spiritual attributes improve the temperament, or because the power attributes make him more handsome.

It may also be the result of primary pheromone manipulation, the effect of which is not yet entirely clear, but it is hardly difficult to get a feminine liking.

Of course, it's just a hobby, or an eye-opener.

Nor would it change the aesthetic of a woman who didn't catch a cold with him.

But if they happen to like him, that kind of feelings will increase.

The sharp increase in the frequency with which he has been picked up in recent days is clear evidence.

And that's why Luke seldom stays out these days unless he brings a "herding messenger” - like Selena, like Elena.

In fact, even with Elena here yesterday, there were several daring girls who came straight up to ask for (send) the number, and the intention to dig the foot of the wall was not concealed.

Luke had to smile and refuse, and then he ran off with Elena.

Elena was also annoyed for a while about this, even saying, "How can I get it later?"

Luke asserts that his flavour is picky and not so easy to dig up.

In exchange for Elena's laughter and “beating.”

Half an hour later, a staff member called Lindsay, who was stunned.

Looking at herself nodding her head and playing Luke again on her phone, her heart was peaceful.

Yes, she watched Luke there for half an hour, and instead of the deer crashing, she became "Buddhist”.

This is Luke's pen, of course.

He didn't mean to upset Lindsay.

Her very protective mother, Aurora, didn't want to upset her either.

So he used his abilities slightly to keep Lindsay out of her “beauty” and slightly affect her mental state, making her calmer and calmer and less impulsive.

He is not very capable of mobilizing, but wins in Lindsay without any preparedness and resistance, and is a “output” for half an hour in a row.

Lindsay is expected to stay in this “Buddhist” state for a week or two, when she won't be peeling with her family, and Luke's “case” will help.

Not long after Lindsay left, there was a shout and talk.

He heard a few words and knew someone was bidding a million dollars to buy a Monroe painting.

This kind of thing, the ghost knows if Lindsay arranged it herself.

It's not surprising that this routine is so common in the art market that it has nothing to do with him.

Luke quickly retracted his attention and continued to play with his phone.

He's not looking at the Christmas reunion pictures from Selena, he's looking at all kinds of stuff.

After Spirit 40, he is more capable of taking advantage of debris time, immersing himself in learning and thinking in just a few dozen seconds.

He spent a lot of time playing these two days, but not all of them on Elena.

Like last night to this morning, Elena slept almost six hours, while Luke slept only two.

At 2: 00 this morning, while the future painter in the arms was asleep, he had already begun his daily overtime.

More than ten minutes later, Elena and Margaret were brought here by the staff.

After the coffee was served, the two women spoke to him about what had just happened.

Luke was just a little excited and a little envious of Elena, and she told me that two paintings from Monroe were likely to be bought.

One of them was a $1.2 million knife, which was the first hustle Luke heard, and the painting was one of the main pieces of Monroe's exhibition.

The other, a little lower, 800,000 dollar knife, is also one of the main pieces of this work.

Luke laughed: If this was Lindsay's way of running, Monroe's mainstream work would be labeled "Million Dollars.”

If anyone wants to buy him in the future, the price will float around a million dollars.

If you speculate a few more times, the price will be millions of dollars a piece, and Lindsay will get half of that money.

He couldn't help but think that Lindsay had just accidentally mentioned that she had pressed almost a hundred pieces of Monroe there.

Successful speculation, coupled with the right frequency of sales, means at least tens of millions of dollars in starting wealth, and Lindsay won't be worried about spending any more in her life.