Super Detective in the Fictional World

Elena smiled and kissed him on the cheek: "Is that a compliment? ”

Luke nodded with a smile: "Look at the next one? ”

Elena bowed forward and reached over to the second semi-finished piece: “This... well, I don't know what to think. Though I admire Batman, I don't see much news on him. Perhaps that's why I hear people chatting all the time? ”

Luke looked at the painting thoughtfully: "What is this thing that Batman is holding? ”

Elena was a little uncertain: "Could it be a missile or something? Or a rocket? ”

Luke: "Up here, so it's just him and this missile? ”

Elena helplessly punched her head against his chest: "Yeah, that's it. Others don't know how to put the pen down. I've been having chest pains these past few days. ”

Luke looks weird: “Really? Let me check for you, it doesn't have to be Qi. ”

Elena started to blush and whisper, “You, you think you are, a doctor? ”

Luke's face is calm: "No, but I know a little bit about physical exams. ”

Elena grabbed his back with her bare hands: "You must have checked a lot of people? ”

Luke smiled softly: "When I got to New York, I practiced it mostly with you. ”

He's not lying.

Irena is basically in New York and New Jersey than Big President Ginny, who is busy flying, and spends most of the rest of her time painting and learning in the college.

With Ginny's itinerary, Luke naturally searches for Elena a little more often.

Elena sniffed and smiled: "But I think we're going to have dinner. ”

Luke: “It's okay. I had a lot of lunch. ”

Elena squeezed harder behind him: "But I didn't eat much at noon. ”

Luke: "Well, I'll do it physically, I'll feed you dinner, you just use your mouth. ”

Elena couldn't speak, and Snow White's neck curled like a swan, murmuring slightly.

……

At night, Elena was asleep, and Luke, holding her, had his eyes squint as if she were asleep.

On the other side, the other one is contacting Robert: "How's your old comrade? ”

Robert responded quickly: "It's okay, but he doesn't want to be a part of our security company. I think he… may not be able to adapt to this calm life. ”

Luke: “Someone on my side needs his help. I'll send someone to contact him. Don't mention it to anyone. ”

Robert silently said, "What don't you want to say to me? ”

Luke: "If your old comrade wants to talk, ask him directly, otherwise it's better to pretend you don't know anything. By the way, you and Catherine pay attention and make sure Claire doesn't come to New York again. If you have to come, try to stay in Nassau County or Long Island. The same goes for my family. ”

Robert shrugged slightly: "Are you worried about the monster attack? ”

Luke: “Kind of. ”

Robert: “What about you? ”

Luke smiled softly: "Ten Clarkas together, I couldn't hold a finger, that's why I was worried about her. ”

Robert didn't scoff back this time, but asked solemnly, "Are you sure you're okay? ”

“I'm sure.” Luke simply replied.

Robert took a long, long breath: “Okay, you... be careful. It's really dangerous, or stay away from it. The police are not soldiers, they don't have to fight for their lives. ”

Luke thought about it, or made a very formal promise: “In any event, I will ensure my personal safety and put it first, never taking unnecessary risks. ”

Robert was stunned and didn't say anything, but his worries had finally diminished.

Luke's character, he's seen it big since he was a kid, obviously.

This is a man who never completes his words. For things he is not sure about, he will not even give an export guarantee. There is no such thing as a young man's enthusiasm to exaggerate anything.

But it also means that Luke's words are extremely authentic and trustworthy when given assurances.

Hanging up, Robert hesitated and finally found Frank Custer, bringing up the news that someone might be looking for him.

This old comrade has a bad temper. Robert's afraid he'll kill the man he's looking for.

Frank frowned: "Who came to me? ”

Robert spoke to his mouth or swallowed it back, and he didn't want to risk exposing it to Luke: "No enemies, I can assure you that no one will be hostile to you. ”

Frank just nodded and didn't say anything more.

After being found by his comrades and coming to Texas, Robert just said his client had asked about his whereabouts.

But then some of the other comrades chatted, and Frank knew that Robert knew that he had been in trouble and sent someone to look for him for at least half a year.

He saved a lot of comrades, willing to spend so much time to determine his situation, that's the only one.

Robert is a weaker fighter, but his brain works better than his.

Before his boss Ray Skonov made it clear that Ray Robert had joined the team, the rabbit, like a cop, left the team one step ahead of time to avoid being silenced because he knew what was going on.

It was only after Frank took out Ray that he figured it out.

So, only the wrong nickname is useless, no wrong nickname.

Robert's name is "Grey Rabbit," and it's because this guy has a lot of ideas in his heart, and people are wary.

Of course, the nickname at the time was more of a mockery of the fact that this guy was more “dirty” and had the same guts as a rabbit.

Frank looks at Robert's family today, and there's nothing more to be said than F.

In addition to an adopted son and a stepdaughter, this guy has a pair of biological children, gets along well with his wife Catherine, and has a more than generous, simple job as a sheriff.

Nothing to play with old comrades with guns, drumming up car modifications, drinking beer, throwing parties, and having a nice life.

Sometimes, Frank's heart flashes with remorse.

If he had been as vigilant as Robert, instead of putting all his attention into battle, perhaps he could have taken his wife and children with him after his retirement to live this calm and warm life.

So Robert said there was no danger, and Frank believed it.

With that phrase, at least he won't be ready to pull his gun to kill each other at any time.

The contact person also arrived quickly.

After Frank determined the time of arrival in Dallas, the contact sent a text message half a day later, waiting for Frank to give the rendezvous point.

Robert explained some security issues ahead of time.

For example, to cover up your appearance and figure as much as possible during your trip, without having to prove your identity to anyone, just say a connector code and a pseudonym, and the contact will pick him up to New York.