Super Detective in the Fictional World

Playing games, relaxing, being restless, and enjoying a good life are the main rhythms of Luke's night out.

So he threw a special yo-yo ball in his hand, and the grey black hard plastic sphere spinned and smashed it on the back of the head of a little gangster, then bounced into the other gangster's forehead next to him with the connecting fine rope.

Two gangsters were holding knives and threatening a late returning woman to hand over her wallet, undressing her clothes and suddenly shaking her body twice and pounding.

Hands blocked in front of her chest, a frightened middle-aged woman stunned, unconscious looking for a moment, went back to God to pull her legs and ran.

Whatever it is that flips the two little gangsters is a ghost, it's the right choice to stay away from here as soon as possible.

No matter how the ghost or people clean up the two punks, she has no problem, it's better to break their fifth limb, like that black cat woman.

Luke shook his wrist and the grey black yo-yo spinned back into his hand.

He nodded with satisfaction.

Initially, his rope dartbook was this type of snorkeling ball, except that with the Batman vest, he changed to Batman darthead.

This thing doesn't work, but it's convenient to knock up a gangster, it doesn't leave a "murder weapon”, and it doesn't make a bloody sting.

He was well versed in using the technique, just to knock on a little gangster, which didn't even have to take the time to get familiar again.

Luke lets go, walks and fights, wanders from ten to twelve, wanders from Queens to near Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

All the way through those old apartment buildings, he heard countless strange voices.

Prohibited drug enthusiasts, special service practitioners, specialist psychiatrists, etc., make these voices.

Luke's primary sound wave capability has recently become more proficient, allowing him to listen to motion within 100 meters, and then ignore it automatically. Only certain sounds can produce reactions, such as gunshots, screams, and calls for help.

Especially when it comes to people's voices, whether it's “fun” or people who really need help, he can basically tell.

This does not preclude breaking into the workplace of certain service providers and psychiatrists and disrupting their service and treatment processes.

He won't be shy, and he won't be embarrassed.

But it took him months to listen and not listen, and he didn't want to rush into his eyes, too hot.

You can just ignore what you hear, but with his eyesight and memory, it's too hard to forget what you see in close proximity.

Suddenly, he heard a lot of familiar conversations, apparently a robbery was taking place in a fast food restaurant not far away, but something strange seemed to have gotten into it.

He concentrated on the past, and the conversation over there was always clear and audible.

He just heard a few words, his mouth rose, his heart was laughing, and he got the idea of going for fun.

Turning to his head, he took away his invisible uniform, changed his most accustomed jacket and overalls, and took out a thousand face system to replace it.

Thousand Face System version 1.0 has been slightly improved recently, with an approximate budget of version 1.02.

The biggest change is that it can be carried on the face, the rest automatically covers the entire skin down, and the whole deformation process takes 10 to 20 seconds.

The difference is that the movement of the body can interfere with the deformation process, slowing down the speed at which the nanomaterial completes the coverage and increasing the time consumed.

But the deformation of the face takes only one second.

Two or three seconds in an emergency, the deformation of the face and neck is complete and functional.

Five seconds later, Luke walked out of the little black alley and his torso had been deformed and his skinny body had become visibly strong, while his underwear was wider and his legs were changing.

By the time he gently pushed open the door to the fast food restaurant where the robbery took place, the robbery farce was almost in the High Dynasty.

“Out the back of the counter, now!” A young white man in a generous jacket, one hand in his pocket, spends one thing pointing to two young girls in fast-food shop overalls in front of him.

A thin, tall girl with golden shawls shook her head: "I'm sorry, sir, I can't do that. ”

White men are anxious: “What are you talking about? ”

The blonde looked embarrassed: "Because... I peed. ”

White men stunned.

The little brunette with the short head next to the blonde was stunned and turned her head and asked: "Not yet? ”

The blonde smiled and nodded.

Suddenly, the kitchen door behind them opened and a tall man, one meter and nine, rushed out with his baseball bat: “Girls, get out of the way and see how I can beat this little punk to death... wawoo ~”

Boom!

As this fierce tall man rushed behind the blonde, suddenly his feet felt slippery, his mouth shouted, the whole person vacated, in a lying position, and fell heavily on the ground.

Several people in the restaurant were mute.

Or the white man who robbed him couldn't help but say, "Come on out and stand over there. ”

This is Williamsburg Civilian District in the morning, and he's worried about these guys who suddenly come up with a gun against themselves.

Even if he dares to come out and rob, he knows how chaotic the neighborhood is tonight. It's best to rob a ticket and run.

The blonde twisted and squeezed out the back of the counter, not forgetting to pull the dark-haired girl on the side to stop her.

However, it would be wise to ask the brunette to help her block the wet work dress or the mugger's muzzle.

Luke was still in the alley when the blonde said she was scared to pee.

By the time he walked in, the blonde was standing behind the brunette.

A little black old man sitting at the cashier noticed him, but the robber turned his back on the door and felt nothing.

The two girls' souls couldn't keep their eyes open and didn't look this way at all.

Luke smiled at the seemingly black little old man and sent out with a hint of soul communication.

The little black old man nodded unconsciously, probably meaning "good evening to you too”.

Then Luke turned his eyes to the robbery over there, revealed an astonishing look, and then suddenly became enlightened, with a slightly filled expression of indignation, walked over.

His movements seemed normal, but as he walked away, his footsteps remained silent or approached from the side, essentially at the edge of the sight of the two girls.

Spiritual communication leaves two sisters intentionally and unintentionally ignoring him until he walks behind the robber and they are stunned: Where did this young man come from?

The blonde doesn't realize how intoxicating the ground is: "Wow, he's so handsome. ”

The robber showed confusion: “What are you talking about? ”

He knew he was a little handsome, but was pointed at by himself with a gun, and praised himself for being a handsome woman. This was the first woman in front of him.

At one point, his mood was a little unhappy, and he was a little lost: what good is handsome! You can't get rich with your face. I don't care if I can be a TV dragon set actor!