Super Detective in the Fictional World

Bent, this guy is a typical tech house, and his brain often lacks roots.

That is also why he was shortly placed on the Ministry of Defence's first redundancy list.

Without his job, he spent months saving up.

When he heard about this personal stand at the fair, Bent brought the strange things he had invented and tried to sell them, so he could go back home and do the inventions.

As long as there's enough money to sell this time, this guy won't mind staying in the house for another few years.

And Bent doesn't want Damon's money because he's convinced he's not a beggar, he's a scientist, and someone will always appreciate his skills.

He invented this fantastic kind of electric stick, which is no more lethal than a regular electric stick, but technically very distinctive, which was put in.

Damon, who has experimented with a sick stick on a trafficker, made it clear that the key to this is not fatality, but the five-sensation impact on the bystanders is too strong for the vast majority of people!

Luke was as good as a stream.

Damon is reliable. He's not good at this kind of bullshit.

He said not to use it here, that must be something wrong with the stick.

Luke dropped the manual and picked up the other instructions on the table to look at.

There's more than one product that Bent brought in, and he can't say anything about high-tech, because he packed a bunch of little inventions.

These are the same things that made his superiors kick him out of the Ministry of Defence with the utmost determination.

It took Luke a minute to go through the instructions for these little inventions and look up to Bent and say, "What do you do? These are non-lethal weapons, right? ”

Bentona: "I, I was in the Ministry of Defence, specializing in the development of controlled weapons. ”

He also feared that Luke would not understand, adding: "It's mainly about unrest, illegal gatherings, not killing. ”

Luke nodded thoughtfully: "Well, you're good at it. ”

These small inventions are indeed similar products, but each has its own focus.

Not to mention the baton, other farting pills, cramp oil, itchy powder and other things are interesting.

The biggest problem with these small inventions is that no department is willing to buy them because they are more like pranks.

They may work well, but the movement… is a bit large and can only be used in public actions.

But at that time, police or agents had flash and tear gas, and rubber bullets worked, and there was no need to order these expensive specials.

One word for these little inventions is -- chicken ribs.

Luke thought so and looked down at Bent's stall and found that there were no leaflets except for the little inventions and instructions.

While the manual has the effect of being part of the leaflet, the leaflet should include the functionality of some business cards on which many people leave contact information.

Bent's desk has neither leaflets nor business cards.

He had difficulty finding a buyer unless he made a deal on the spot and had to go home without one.

Luke helpless: "Bent, do you have a card? ”

Bent scratched his head. “No, I rarely come out. I don't need that. ”

Luke Murray: It's a human being.

He pulled a pink greasy pen out of his pocket and handed it to him: "I think you should at least write a phone number here. Not everyone pays on the spot, they take the contact information, consider buying after losing money, you have to give the customer a chance to think about it. ”

Damonton was embarrassed at the time, and he had no idea, purely to meet old friends to chat.

Bent slapped his forehead: “I had no idea. Thank you, Luke. ”

He took the pink greasy pen, wrote down a phone number on the table, and handed it back.

“You keep it, in case anyone gets the number.” Luke had a twitch in the corner of his mouth, and this guy actually wrote the number straight on the desktop.

A pink string of numbers does stand out on a white desk, but this table is the public property of the host.

And this greasy pen is his little toy for Selena, the biggest feature is the bright powder, and the second thing is... it's hard to wash off.

Bent didn't know that he was destroying the organizer's property, so he thanked him continuously.

Luke couldn't help but laugh and say goodbye to Bent, Damon and Mindy.

Mindy touched the dog's head, felt the big tongue lick her again, and she couldn't help but say, "Dad, can I go around with Luke and them? ”

Damon just thought about it and nodded.

He can still trust these two personalities, and Mindy won't run into any trouble with the two detectives.

In the afternoon, Mindy followed the two of them... well, to be precise, she followed the knife around the hall.

Luke and the others are still basically driving and will only get out if they find out what's going on.

Mindy is in the back row with the gold, a woman and a dog staring at the tablet... cats and mice.

Gold blocks don't look at cartoons themselves, and it's always felt that this stuff is too childish for a mature, wise dog like it.

Even now, it still insists on this view, and for the sake of looking at the little girl beside it, it decides to give in to herself and watch it with her.

It's not my problem, it's definitely a pot of dog knives! A dog's head is so mumbling.

Luke and Gold need plenty of heat and nutrition every day, and there are plenty of pastry snacks in the car.

Soon Mindy in the back row ate herself and fed the gold.

Gold is incredibly satisfying.

Luke's feeding is “giveaway" and proud to receive the threat of "blowing your dog's head off”.

Selena's feeding is “spreadable," she's in a good mood, she's in a bad mood, and she needs help.

Now Mindy Little Lori feeds, but she's considerate.

Just open your mouth, don't move your head, the cake goes in your mouth.

Unfortunately, the Great Demon King forbade him to eat out and give him only twenty small cakes.

In the end, Mindy also gave it half of her own little cake, making the dog head extremely eye-catching on this little human being, and rarely touching Laurie's head with a dog claw.

Well, every time the Great Demon touches herself like this, she'll be comfortable touching Little Laurie like this, too! A dog head is so confident in his ability to learn.

Little Lori's giggling laughter made her feel like she was doing the right thing.

By the afternoon, Luke and his wife were off duty, and Mindy was reluctant to pay for the gold.

In the end, he left her for dinner before Luke drove her home.

On the way home, Mindy couldn't help but make a small request to see if she could find gold for the holidays.

Luke thought about it and said yes, but called before she came to see if they were home.

Golden blocks are fine, chasing drama bubble forums every day scolds people, and being able to go out with Selena every three to five years to change her mood, life is very rich.

The knife loves to play with people and has plenty of energy after being coexisted with gold, but the two of us don't have that much time to spend with it.