Super Detective in the Fictional World

However, hiding down in Texas is also beneficial.

Ginny rarely spends these days alone with Luke and rides the mountain with him.

Shared horseback, horseback and horseback, enjoy the wind turbulence, the feeling of constant ups and downs, is also something she has never had before.

The female CEO happily passed Christmas and joined Luke in welcoming the official arrival on January 1, 2011.

That's when Elena, who was supposed to be back in Paris for the holidays, called Luke in the mountains and said she had an emergency there and was flying back to New York.

The last few days were reassured by Luke and Secretary Ginny, exhausted, had no opinions, simply let him go.

But she herself stayed on another ranch next to the joint ranch and said she wanted to take a short vacation.

The ranch Ginny had bought long ago, and her private country villa had been built for two years, waiting for her to check in.

Instead of caring about Ginny's little move, Luke took a private plane back to New York immediately.

Elena didn't say on the phone what the emergency was, and the security detail didn't send an anomaly report, which could just be -- a forecast painting.

This is the only thing Luke has repeatedly told Elena not to divulge a word in person.

He first arrived in New York and stayed at the airport, where he personally received Irina, who arrived in a hurry.

The two arrived at Luke's den, and Elena wanted him to make sure he was safe before she opened her own special frame box, revealing two blank sketches.

Luke clutches up, takes a quick look at each, then takes a serious look at the first painting.

One of the features of the predicted painting is the grass, but this painting is definitely the grass of it all.

The scene shows a wave of sea, with the upper half of a giant circular head just coming out of the sea.

The grass scene has a sharp sense of impact, making it easy to feel the pounding momentum of the head owner as he ascends.

And the two little figures in front of the skull became the best reference, supporting the enormity of the round skull.

Luke's eyes squinted, first measuring the familiar Black and White Warrior figure, and the machete in his hand that exceeded his height.

There is no doubt that this is Beidou.

In just a few seconds, he focused his attention on another person.

Bald head, cosplay-like robe, about the same height as Beidou in armor.

This guy is as familiar as Luke.

But he didn't think of it instantly, proving that they didn't see each other much, but he remembered it deeply.

With his head spinning fast, Luke was suddenly stunned: "177A Brick Street, Manhattan? ”

This is the bald-headed woman who drank milk tea on the rooftop of that ancient little building and twisted her head to send Batman over.

She was also one of Luke's few women who did not dare to go into depth.

Because, in the eyes of drones and the vast majority of people, 177A Brick Street doesn't have that ancient little building at all.

Luke could see the small building and this bald woman for two reasons: first, he had the ability to see her. Second, she allowed him to see himself.

Either way, this is beyond normal superpowers.

Falsification, falsification, between falsehood, these characteristics are too obvious.

It's either magic or divine power, and it's a very advanced level —— the bottom line is also an old ink start.

Pressing down the divergent thoughts in his heart, Luke put them back on the picture of prediction in front of him.

From the picture, Beidou is in a state of readiness and is about to explode at full capacity.

The bald woman, with her hands on her back, floated up in the air, not at all nervous, with a proper, cold-blooded style.

Looking at her position and actions with Beidou, she may be friends, and worst of all, there is no hostility.

It was only here that Luke shifted his attention and placed it on the naked, round head of the ocean.

This big head seems... more familiar than the woman's bald head?

In the ocean, round heads, oversized, Beidou machetes, there's only one truth -- this is the super octopus!

This big guy, who was met twice by Luke and pitted twice, really deserves to be painted predictively.

The earliest cruise ship, it was also in the category of manpower.

When Luke chopped the North Pole off and stole his machete, it was hard to kill him.

In the Arctic, it's not just bigger, it's more resistant to blows than anything else.

A machete that can cut through Auburn's half-vibrated gold body is hard to break, and most conventional thermal weapons are almost ineffective against it.

That doesn't know tens of thousands of tons of huge bodies, but it can easily create huge waves and submerge many seaside cities.

This octopus is not an aircraft carrier; it can wave thousands of tons of tentacles entirely on its own.

Aircraft carriers rely only on power, but self-weight is solved by buoyancy.

By contrast, the octopus is a class with the spacecraft.

In a long-range attack, it should be weaker than a spacecraft.

In terms of defense and melee destructiveness, it is much stronger than the Sky Mothership.

But that's not enough.

If this guy is still the strength of the Arctic, Luke beat it once, and he beat it twice.

After all, that time in the Arctic, he had just lost a machete and was hardly in danger.

This level of octopus doesn't qualify for the mysterious skinhead.

You know, when the Zithari fleet was opening wormholes in New York, this guy was just on the roof of a small building, fanning some nearby grubby soldiers, and he didn't show up at all.

After some thought, he moved the painting away and revealed the second painting below.

This picture is still a monster.

It flies in the air, and the target seems to be a city not far below.

But the monster didn't paint it all, except for a pair of manta wings and a bat-like head.

This is the second characteristic of the predicted painting, never fully displaying everything, only parts.

Like the first one with only one lap of sea surface and half a round head of octopus, I don't even know where it is.

But this is the second one, and Luke sees a very familiar building in the city below.

For a moment, he sighed and hugged Irena: "Is this the Golden Gate Bridge? ”

Elena nodded with certainty: "Yes, I went to San Francisco a few times and knew it was there when I drew it, so I came back in such a hurry. ”

Luke softened her back and soothed her nervousness.

There is no ordinary creature that can be the protagonist of predicted paintings.

Elena, the first octopus, could not see much, and she was just disturbed that the battle on the sea did not necessarily involve many people.

But this man-wing monster is clearly headed for San Francisco, where there are a lot of people.

Luke picked up the little snail and poured her a cup of coffee from the robot: "Okay, don't be nervous. I'll take care of everything. ”