Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke came to Chicago this time, targeting two businessmen.

They are the two white gloves that control Chicago's population and drug trafficking, or are Chicago City's “do-good men” with identities.

Luke feels he should use the waste as soon as possible, even though the two of them have no official position, but have become such scum.

The superiors won't know what these two actually do, they're the official Chicago boss money bags.

These official bosses are also in Little Black Book, but the numbers are a bit high, and Luke intends to move the family back in case the trees fall apart.

At sunset, Luke wandered by Lake Michigan in a hooded sweatshirt.

It's evening, and the sunset falls on the lake, glittering golden red with stars.

The operation lasted several hours, and he sat down in the grass, taking food out of his bag and enjoying it.

Work needs to be appropriately cushioned.

It's going to be another live show tonight, and it's not that hard.

The plan of action and the way in which the trial was conducted were all amalgamated by Alfred from a variety of cases, as well as film and television productions, but it was really hard to play.

Luke can't relax his pursuit of acting.

Late in the day, runners and bikers pass on the trails in front of them, holding on to the last hours before dark.

Sitting for less than ten minutes, a young woman running past.

In the early spring of March, she wore a cool fitted sports t-shirt and cropped trousers, and her vibrant body would collapse tight and round.

Running past Luke, she looked at him subconsciously.

Then she slowed down and couldn't help but turn her head and look several times.

Luke's gaze politely fell back to her most vibrant spot.

The woman stopped, hesitated a little, and quickly turned around and came back, standing generously in front of Luke: "Hi, are you a college student? ”

Luke shook his head with a smile: "No, um, I'm just here to travel. ”

The woman's eyes lit up and she smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Really? My name is Lily. How about you? ”

Luke: "Belle, from New York. ”

The woman said, “Can I sit like this? Bell."

Luke shrugged: “Whatever you want. ”

Even without psychic communication, a sensitive sense of smell can detect that the other hormone is accelerating release, and what she wants to do is self-evident.

But someone is picking a very good flavour right now, and it's impossible for this 6-7 grade sister to get what she wants.

But he's fine at the moment, so I don't mind chatting.

Sister Paper's character was as lively as her body, asking him some less personal questions like how New York was doing and where Chicago wanted to go.

For a moment, Luke pointed to the sweatshirt tied around her waist: "Let's get dressed first, or you'll get cold easily. ”

Sister Paper thanked me a little helplessly: I've been exposed for so long, can't you offer a compliment?

It wasn't until she put on her tracksuit that Luke asked about her fun place in Chicago.

For example, what's hottest? It's dangerous. Don't go there.

Her sister's heart was delighted and she answered, wondering where to invite him to play later.

She's a fitness enthusiast, not the kind of crazy iron shaped in the gym, but she still has eyes.

The body in front of you is very strong.

After more than 20 minutes of tearing, the sky faded.

Luke's phone moved when this little sister named Lily finally opened her mouth and sent out an invitation to dinner.

He laughed with regret: "I'll take the flight first.” He pulled out his phone and looked twice.

Then Luke picked out his eyebrows and Lily's subconscious next to him clamped her legs.

This is a terrific move! It's the kind of fan that ruthlessly bullies the young master.

Although Lily didn't see the name tag on Luke, she assured me she didn't mind if he was rich or not.

Face, what more money? She's not looking for a husband.

Luke turned to her and revealed his apology: "Excuse me, is Tahiti in that position? ”

His hand pointed towards the lake in front of him, pointing northeast.

Lily stunned and nodded her fingers: "Yes, where do you want to go? I'm afraid you need me to help you find a car...”

Luke reached over and half hugged her and let go: "No, thank you for chatting with me, Lily. ”

After pulling the backpack under the stone table, he stood up and opened the zipper, removing a black briefcase like a thick one: “It's time for me to do my thing, goodbye. ”

Lily looked up at the handsome young man around her.

The last hint of the sky lit up his half face slightly and the corner of his mouth seemed to be in a good mood.

Lily suddenly felt a little soft and wanted to lie down on the grass and yell: Ah, I'm going to fill up ~ ~ ~

But the next moment, her body was stuck.

Luke put the briefcase on the floor and stepped on it.

In a subtle clicking, a bright piece of silver and black clumped parts spread up from his foot, covering his entire body in ten seconds.

Then a piece of nail retracted and fastened, and eventually the mask came down, covering Lily's favorite handsome face.

The black mask brightens suddenly with a blue and white glow and a black cape dancing with the wind behind it.

The black man turned slightly to Lily, accelerating like a lake ahead.

Boom!

In the low roar, the shadow of the black man slanted, quickly ascending into the dark sky and flying in the direction of Tahiti.

Just leave Lily there with her mouth wide open and her eyes gleaming at his vanishing sky.

After a while, they gathered around, and the people who looked around woke her up: "Hey, what's wrong with you? ”

“What just happened here? ”

“Why do I seem to see a man flying away from here? ”

“I saw it too, but it was more like a big bird. ”

“Impossible. Birds aren't that big, much less fast. ”

Lily's lips moved and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Can she say that Batman just now... ah no, it should be the Dark Knight, in front of her came a transformation and flew away?

Or is she going to tell these people that she was holding the Dark Knight for almost half an hour?

These thoughts flashed through Lily's head and suddenly she felt excited. Her body was getting a little cold and her stool under her seat was sending a sense of trendy heat.

But Luke has left everything behind.

Show your face or something, that's what the Dark Knight is supposed to do later.

Enough with a faceless Batman, there is no need for the Second Generation Master to maintain this characteristic.

Just give us a little clue and let those who don't have any other intentions go after it —— they can't find anything anyway.

He asked, “What's going on in Tahiti? ”

Alfred immediately gave the latest information: “The local police say it is suspected that the attack was blank, but from the pictures, texts and videos posted online by the local residents, I think it is likely to be an extraordinary incident, at least orange in urgency. ”