Super Detective in the Fictional World

Ivan couldn't help himself.

Recently, he was first locked up for a while by Tony, then robbed by Justin, or locked up in a steel suit.

Finally, I found a chance to come out, went to Tony's trouble for the second time, and Luke grabbed me and locked me back in. I hadn't sunbathed properly in almost two months before or after.

Today in New York, it's a rare sunny day.

Two people sat down and a waitress walked over.

She was in her early twenties, her long hair dyed gold, part of the plate was on top of her head, and she drowned in front of her forehead, shaking slightly as she walked.

Her hair swept over her rosy goose face, looking a little glamorous and a little cute.

“What can I get you guys?” She asked with a smile.

Luke: “I want, uh, we all want lattes, a basket of croissants, four sandwiches. ”

The waitress nodded, but glanced at her and didn't say a word, only looked up at Ivan in the building behind the station and turned away.

Whether you like it or not, the decadent flower man's appearance is innate and attractive.

Soon, the waitress sent something up.

Luke paid a tip with a two-dollar knife and ignored Ivan, who was stuck there, and ate himself with croissants.

The beautiful young waitress quickly came out of the shop again with a coffee pot in her hand, passing next to the two of them and walking to the table behind them.

“Still waiting for the big man to show up?” She spoke to a man sitting there.

Hearing the waitress say that, the man looked up somewhat blindly: "Hmm? ”

The waitress laughed and smiled sweetly: "Iron Man, a lot of people like to sit here waiting for him to fly from the sky. ”

Well, that should be a hitch. Luke on the other side subconsciously made a decision.

Honestly, most men don't like Tony himself unless they like steel armor, and most envy him for money.

After all, even if they are handsome, they are more sad for most men than they are for their rich sisters.

The men who wanted to chase Iron Man here just waiting for him to fly over their heads were, at last, very few.

Luke turned his head with interest. He was also idle. It would be nice to watch a little chat about the plot.

And because the waitress didn't choose between him and Ivan, two handsome guys with different styles, but chose the one behind them.

When he saw the man's face, Luke was silent.

What do you mean, male and female tears? That's probably the one.

Most men will probably cry shame when they see him because suddenly they find themselves ugly and sorry for America.

And most women would silently... cough.

He retracted his untouchable thoughts and focused his attention on this white blonde.

His short blonde hair combed a 28-point vintage oil haircut with the same handsome face under his neat head.

Even the big face used for splitting is at least a shame on handsome, and Ivan, who is “pretty” on the side, has a terrible temperament.

But Luke's mind quickly turned to the other side: this man, he seemed unusual!

So close together, the primary sound wave sounds about as slow and steady as the heart beats, at least at the level of the top athlete.

Secondly, the guy's body was covered by a leather jacket, but Luke's lens already showed scanning results.

Instead of being a cumbersome champion of beauty, this man is very close to Luke's size.

Luke closes his eyes: Fighting master? You look so handsome, you can go to the action movies!

In his thinking room, the waitress smiled and added a cup of coffee to the blonde hairdresser for free, indicating that there was no one to sit on right now, and free wifi for as long as she wanted.

Luke: What's wrong with this girl? I'm trying to get a free wifi set up. Is that what you get for free sheets?

In fact, the girl couldn't help but turn her head and look this way several times.

Luke couldn't help but lift his legs, lift his chair back, lean back, and slightly twist his head down: "Ask her for her phone number! Young man, be proactive in the face of your sister, don't be a fool. ”

When he said that, a gray-haired old man with sunglasses across the slope also turned his head and looked at the blonde man and said what he wanted to say.

When he heard Luke say that, the old man was stunned and smiled: “This young man is right. Men who waste their chances are idiots. Don't let go of their chances. ”

Luke was holding his big bearded hand in his lap for a moment, helplessly looking at this gray-haired old man: I finally got such a handsome moustache to pretend to be an old man, why did you intervene to rob him?

Although this old man has no big face, Luke Doe, but his hair is white, he is clearly older, and he is more qualified to educate “young people".

Luke, depressed, could only bow his head to the old man: "Yes, the old man is right. ”

The blonde looked at the two singers and was stunned, looking back and forth at them: “Are you... father and son? ”

Luke's face was all tangled up: “I'm actually supposed to be from DC. ”

The old man with white hair smiled and shook his head: "I'm from MC. ”

Luke and the blonde were a little confused: "Where? ”

The gray-haired old man grinned: "Manchestercity!” (Manchester)

Luke: …

Blonde: …

Finally, the blonde still didn't ask for the phone number of the gorgeous waitress and left silently.

Luke just watched as his figure disappeared into the crowd and retracted his gaze.

This is an easy person to remember, but that's all.

Thinking so, a strange sound sounded in the sky.

Luke was too lazy to look up this time.

I just flew over my head, it was just some “prop” that the waitress used to pick up the blonde, not to mention.

But Ivan, who had always said "look out for the sky", suddenly laughed and sounded like a murderous maniac.

Luke coughed softly: "You can eat first, and the coffee is cold. It doesn't taste good. ”

Ivan lowered his head and looked at someone who was eating a sandwich while not drinking coffee, and then looked at the only cup of coffee left on the table, a sandwich.

There was a sense of absurdity in his heart, but eventually he could only breathe out for a long time, picking up the sandwich and biting off half of it, chewing it hard.

Well, it's like trying to tear someone up and chew them up.

Luke just stood by and didn't say a word.

Ivan is guilty now. It's really easy to die.

Here at Luke's, he doesn't deserve to make another mistake.

And right now, Phil was helplessly getting off and walking into Central Station.

Watching Dr. Thor and Dr. Jane come down from the train that just arrived, he finally allowed himself to curse a few Qs in his heart.