Super Detective in the Fictional World

The next day, D.C. seemed to attract all the bad luck.

It's a quiet, quiet New York area, many days in a row, and the weather is great.

Luke and Selena get back to work.

Nearly noon this day, the people who were going to eat had to deal with one… traffic violation.

A young Afro-descendant girl is facing the sky with one foot stuck in the crack of a crossbar above, with a horse-like shape that can barely be moved.

She cried her face: "Officer, could you hurry up? I have to go to a party later. ”

Luke and Selena looked at each other and laughed.

Or is Luke a little more powerful, grabbing the thick towel in his hand, and taking over the mineral water Selena handed over: “You can't wait for the rescuers, so just take your time. ”

Girl's face is full of pain: "OK, OK, please hurry. ”

As she said, she looked to the left and right and yelled, "Damn, you're violating my right to privacy. ”

Several watching and scratching parties had no remorse, but stretched and twisted their bodies as long as possible, stretched their phones to the nearest position and scratched wildly, with a brilliant smile on their faces.

“Shoot, shoot, shoot. ”

“A well-developed ligament must be a street dancer. ”

“Not necessarily. It could be acrobatics of all kinds. ”

“Ha ha, my circle of friends must be a lot of good today. ”

Listen to this nonchalant argument, the girl wants to die with all her heart.

Why don't you just hurry up and be handsome and do a pole flip? How did it end up rolling like a hundred and eighty? It got stuck on the spot!

Luke tied the wet towel to the two guardrails next to her neck and took the baton that Selina had handed over and tied it to the towel and started spinning.

Gradually, the guardrail on the girl's neck bends.

Serena reaches out from the other side and gently pushes the girl's head away from the railing.

She then took the girl and turned her body half a turn, “positive” it into a standing position with one leg.

The scratching parties around them were all shouting, “Officer, good arm strength. ”

“Take a quick shot, super lady cop. ”

“Nonsense. This is obviously a policewoman flower. ”

Selena and Luke look the same, and all NYPD colleagues have long been used to this treatment, and they are no exception.

As the most developed and populous cell phone network in the United States, New York, the Catching Party is endless.

When NYPD goes to work a little bit, a bunch of people pick up their phones and shoot and go online.

What's more, it's not even chargeable.

Without blame, the U.S. Constitution can't do anything with these headlines, let alone the district NYPD.

Luke just went up and took out the girl's foot stuck in the crossbar above the railing so she didn't have to keep the "Golden Chicken Stand Alone” motion.

This is what he says not too slowly: "Ma'am, be sure to follow the traffic rules in the future. If only one car hadn't noticed you, you might have been amputated by now. ”

Girls can't help touching their heads: is this... a limb?

But when she was just rescued, she didn't jump off on a weekday, so she just nodded.

At this moment, a girl screamed at the door of a small supermarket in the distance: "Robbery, robbery, the man who robbed my phone. ”

The crowd turned their heads together and subconsciously turned their attention to a young Afro-descendant man who fled to the side of the road.

The guy, with his face full of laughter and his hands high, was always an athlete on a running sprint.

He kept humming: “IBelieveICanFly, IusedtothinkthatI...”

And one of his hands, of course, is a pink shell phone, and it doesn't look like it's my thing.

Luke pulled a truncheon in his right hand, allowing it to spin quickly and take off from the strangled wet towel.

The pink phone flies as soon as the baton hits the young Afro-descendant in the hand.

Again, the baton slipped along each other's arms, stopping them in front of each other's chest, and young Afro-descendants flying themselves were being carried by the baton towards the roadside guardrail.

Luke took a slight step forward and stood behind him with an empty left hand holding a flying pink phone.

He bent his left elbow and the baton simultaneously pressed young Afro-descendants against the railing that had just given way to the empty space.

Once again, the bystanders shouted.

“Wow, super cop. ”

“Kongfu, definitely kongfu. ”

“Shoot, shoot, shoot. ”

“Ah, both officers are so handsome, I like them. ”

Everyone looked at the last person to talk to, and found it to be a sister paper.

Although she weighed at least 200 pounds, she was forgiven.

I like handsome men, envy beautiful women should be this person's daily routine, there should be no other meaning.

The Afro-descendant girl who got out of trouble saw the face that suddenly appeared on the siderail, and she couldn't help but say, "Obi, what are you doing? ”

Everyone: …

Luke, Selena: …

Obviously, young Afro-descendant girls who have been carded know young Afro-descendants who rob their phones.

“All right, you two wait together, and the patrol will be here shortly to make a statement.” Luke laughed.

He and Selena are just here for lunch, and we're not going to waste our food time on this little case.

Even the obviously insane person who robbed the phone was too lazy to say anything after a pair of high pills.

Perhaps recently, the prices of illicit drugs in New York have risen too fast, and it is common for such wealthy men to rob in broad daylight.

But at night he and Selena don't go out and knock too often, and these people can't be forced.

A few minutes later, the patrol police vehicle arrived and took the young Afro-descendant who had been robbed to the police vehicle to make a statement to the "cross-bar” girl.

Luke sat out in a small park more than 10 meters away, eating a taco just bought from a small shop next to him.

Since returning to her hometown in Mexico, she has recently become interested in similar foods.

The shop is still a "mutated version” that two people accidentally tasted.

The main dish is a spinning barbecue skewer like Turkish barbecue. The owner cuts the skewer quickly with a knife, and the small pieces of barbecued meat with a little bit of scorch fall on the corn skin.

Side dishes include carrots, cucumbers, onions, lettuce, pineapple, lime, and an exclusive secret spicy sauce.

The spicy sauce is very spicy and even Luke likes it.

He even thought about the cottage, but hesitated for a moment, so forget it.

Clinton's catering business is stable, the sauce development is long enough, and there is no need to rob the store's secret recipe.

If it's delicious, it's bankruptcy. It's too bad to do it.

Eating food, Selena couldn't help but say something about the two young men and women just now: "Young people today don't cherish a good life. Robbing in broad daylight, robbing a broken cell phone...”

“It's a titanium version, and it still sells one or two hundred knives.” Luke couldn't help but add.

Selena turned a white eye: “Is this about the money? I'm talking about robbery, okay? ”

But then again, she said, "Well, with a hundred knives in her hand, a lot of people can't help it. So I'm saying that young people today can't afford to be on their own and work hard without saving them? ”