Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke smiled. “Come on, boss, I got you. ”

Misty was stunned and remembered that he was a detective.

Watching as Luke had begun to walk out the door, she hesitated to get up and grabbed her satchel and followed her.

Luke walked away and sent Selena a message on her cell phone, briefly explaining Misty and letting her take a taxi to the airport herself.

Selena just replied OK and nothing happened.

A moment later, Luke gave Misty the address and the two drove out of HQ.

Neither of them walked very far, parking in a slightly old building.

Luke took Misty up the floor through a slightly darker corridor into a fairly spacious lobby.

Misty looked at the ring, the sandbags, the training equipment: "Are we here to investigate? ”

Luke laughed and took off his coat and threw it on the stool next to him: "Aren't we the quickest way to get to know each other? ”

Misty frowned: “Are you serious? ”

Luke was moving his body, and he was like, "Walter said, did you shut up about the new guy? ”

Misty was a little upset: "Are you going to run for him? ”

Luke shook his head: “Well done, I'd say. ”

Misty was stunned: "Huh? ”

Luke picked up the rope and quickly began to jump, breathing calmly: "Isn't it inevitable to be beaten with cynicism at colleagues who have proven their courage and strength? He's lucky that neither John nor I have been aware of this lately. ”

Misty's divinity finally slowed down and shook his head for a moment: “I was a little too impulsive. ”

Luke smiled softly: "You're the one who dared stab that monster with the hanger. Without that temper, would you do it? ”

Misty exhaled.

It was a habit for the police to hug her and she injured her colleagues as soon as she was transferred and was easily ostracized by the elderly.

Who knows, Luke, the “old man" is on her side.

Luke: "Okay, let's play a game under the body. ”

Misty hesitated.

And by then, she didn't want to do it anymore: "I think I know what you mean, but don't bother trying. ”

Luke stopped the jump rope in his hand and threw it away, walking to the sandbag next to him: “You're welcome, actually... I'm not that weak. ”

At the end of the speech, he wrote down his hook and punched him in the sandbag.

Heavy sandbags flutter sharply and become almost parallel to the ground before dropping quickly.

Luke reached out and pressed, dropping the sandbag to stop again.

Misty's eyes squint: The force of this punch is not something ordinary people can do.

As she hesitated, another door opened and a man walked in with his bag.

When he saw the two of them, he stunned: “You..."

Luke walked over with a smile and reached out, “Hello, I'm Luke. He's a friend of the boss here, and today he just wants to find a place to train his friends. ”

The man revealed his condom laughter and stretched out his empty hand, and the two shook each other apart: "Hello, just call me Steve. ”

Luke: “Don't worry, we're just playing. It won't bother you. I don't think you need that alone. ”

He turned his head on the ring.

Steve nodded: “It doesn't work, you can do it. ”

Luke took two steps and waved to Misty, who was still unprepared: "Well, Mrs. Steve is very good, don't mind if we use the boxing bench here. ”

Steve over there couldn't help but glance at him again, shook his head with a smile and took his bag to the dressing room to change.

Steve is used to this kind of treatment, although someone is a little overcooked.

Besides, Luke seemed like a good guy, and he might not even compare to a little kid.

But why does this young man smile so familiar? Steve thought about it, but when he remembered the source of this familiarity, he stopped studying it.

He's an elderly man, and it's not surprising that he sometimes somehow feels familiar with something.

……

Five minutes later, Steve, with his T-shirt and cotton trousers on, returned to the training hall.

Before opening the door of the passage, he moved slightly faster, pushed the door in, and his gaze immediately landed on the boxing platform.

There, the two are rapidly and intensely engaged.

The boxer bombarded the body of the man, making a dense thump.

Steve's demeanor was solemn, and he slowly walked past it.

On stage, Luke was seriously resisting Misty's attack.

But his breathing was long, his eyes were not panicked, and his footsteps were gradual and retreating.

He did not show any weakness, except for a small number of boxing attacks.

Misty's divine color got excited.

At the outset, she also tried to control her power, but at this point she returned to normal levels and gradually moved into a pattern of full-fledged attacks.

The process lasted less than three minutes, and her strength could not hold up.

Luke still looks the same, just a little sweaty on his face.

At this point, Misty finally let go of the repression in her heart and swung her right arm violently.

Luke raised his hand at the right time, opened his holster, and caught the punch.

Boom!

A heavy muffled sound made him take two steps backwards and lift his hands to stop.

Misty took a step and stopped and gasped violently.

That's when she felt tired and tidy.

When she thought about her last punch, she screamed in her heart and asked, “Your hands, are you okay? I just forgot to hold back. ”

“It's okay, you're a strong punch.” Luke moved his wrist a few times, walked forward and helped her get off the ring: “Take a break. ”

He turned his head and looked not far away, Steve: "You want to play too? ”

Steve's eyes moved.

Luke measured him and smiled, “How about the rules of boxing? ”

Steve noticed his gaze and probably understood that Luke knew he wasn't just a boxer.

Thinking about Luke's race earlier, he was moved.

Misty, forget it. Her boxing skills are perfect for two or three punks.

This is already good for a woman.

Besides, her right arm, or the power of a special prosthetic limb, is pretty scary, and it's no problem to punch a gangster to death.

But here at Steve's, having only one strong prosthetic limb is pointless.

Real combat, mediocre martial arts Misty won't last three seconds.

Steve was really concerned about Luke.

In such a fierce fight, he took himself seriously but was clearly too easy.

Misty had begun using his amazing prosthetic limbs a minute later, but the scene remained firmly under his control.

The difference in strength between the two is too great, and this contest is simply a teaching lesson.

Misty's last punch, the power speed is far beyond normal, and Luke catches it with incredible accuracy.

Those two steps are just to pull the distance and stop the fight.

His skill and his attitude are where Steve moves.

Here, Steve can't find someone to practice with, and for some time he's had to train here alone to hit sandbags.

That's why he's really itching now.