Super Detective in the Fictional World

Although the majority of women on the beach are still average, there are also many beautiful Brazilian girls and tourists from all over the country.

Fine weather, beach bikinis, their moving bodies are unobstructed at a glance.

Especially in beach volleyball, Luke nodded consciously even after watching it for a long time.

The waitress who served Luke with a meal on the side smiled: "If you want, I can accompany you to a fight after work."

Luke looked sideways, looking at this Brazilian beauty who was at most sixteen years old, but whose body was more explosive than many twenty-year-old women, and laughed: "It's a pity, I have something to wait."

The beauty shrugged indifferently: "I wish you all the best."

Luke smiled and nodded, took out a five-knife and handed it to her: "But thank you very much for reminding me that I won't miss everything here, they are all wonderful."

The Brazilian beauty smiled and took the banknote in his hand: "You really can coax a girl."

Saying she drew it in her trouser pocket behind the denim shorts, pulled out a business card and stuffed him: "You are cute, so I can charge for the first time."

Lu Ke froze and watched the man leave, then looked at the business card in his hand and laughed.

Co-author, they are professional play.

After the episode, nobody came to bother Luke again.

He crouched in the corner of the small restaurant and took out his notebook to check the information.

The owner of the newsstand pointed out that there was no wild jungle bar sign at the location pointed out, but he zoomed in to the nearby satellite map to observe the surrounding traffic conditions.

It was a big den, and once someone escaped, he needed to pursue it.

Hopefully things won't be so troublesome. He thought so.

At the end of the day, Luke had a dinner at the diner, and by the way, he packed his bag and went out to get on the bus.

After spending forty minutes on the bus, he came to the Wild Jungle Bar.

At seven o'clock, the bar has begun to enter one after another.

Luke pondered, and found a secluded corner to replenish the makeup on his face.

I went to the bar in the evening and wore sunglasses. It was really irritating. Either the movie actor or the movie character.

Now, he has adjusted his skin to a slightly brownish color, which can also be considered as a solution to the problem of not getting tan.

With black beautiful pupils in his eyes, covering his icy blue pupils, coupled with rapid black hair dyeing, a half-length beard, and slightly raised corners, Luke looked like the other person.

A few minutes later, he walked into the bar empty-handed.

The layout is similar to most bars.

Slightly dim lights, partly colored embellishment, and quiet music, it seems normal for customers to whisper together.

Luke sat directly at the bar and asked for a bottle of Guarana.

The bartender looked normal to this request.

It is not uncommon for foreign guests who are allergic to come to the bar to play, anyway, most of the guests who come to this bar are not for drinking.

Luke drank the juice and had used his keen sense of smell to detect what was happening here.

Don't worry too much about the hall. The main object of the reconnaissance is the upper two floors of this large three-story building, which should be the place where Cristo's personnel gather.

There are a lot of people on the upper two floors, about thirty, but there are not many people on the third floor, especially in a large office.

According to the tattooed middle-aged man, here is the old nest he went online. The principal, Pedro Da Silva, works outside during the day and usually returns to rest at night.

Luke was not in a hurry, finished Guarana without hesitation, and ordered a glass of avocado juice.

I have to say that there are a lot of tropical fruits in Brazil. Except for large goods, no one knows whether they are dozens or hundreds of special products.

It's a pity that she didn't follow her, otherwise it would be unpleasant to let her change the style to drink fruit juice here.

Before long, a beautiful girl sat on his right.

Luke actually paid attention to her before she came, and her face turned to her was strange.

But it was only a brief moment, he restored his calmness, and wondered in his heart: What is this man doing here? Shouldn't you grab yourself?

As he thought about it, he turned his head to the side and greeted with a smile: "Hi, can you have a drink?"

This Latino beauty is about twenty-three or four-years-old, with her half-length black hair covering half her face.

When she heard Luke's invitation, she glanced at him side by side and said coldly: "How old are you? Does your mother know you are drinking here?"

Luke shrugged, holding the glass in his hand as a gesture: "Juice. Actually, I want you to drink, it's also juice."

The dark-haired beauty frowned, squinting at the drink in his glass, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

It is not uncommon for people to come to the bar without drinking.

But if you ask for a drink, it's absolutely rare to ask for a juice.

She turned her eyes back: "Keep your pocket money, and ask the little girl in the school to drink soda, I don't need it."

Luke didn't think so: "Can you talk?"

The dark-haired beauty wanted to refuse, but looking at his tender face and sincere eyes, somehow softened in her heart: "what do you want to talk about?"

Luke groaned for a moment before saying, "You said, if a person feels they can't keep up with your steps, and wants to go home and farm, how can he dispel the thought of this person?

The dark-haired beauty was stunned, but she thought for a long time and was silent.

The question is very simple. The key word is actually two "going home" and "parting". It is easy to evoke the response of some specific people, such as this one around.

She dreamed for a moment and sighed: "I don't know. Maybe ... it's also a good choice to accompany her back home?"

Luke nodded thoughtfully: "Is that so? If ..."

The two were just like that, they chattered without a word.

Luke asked a few questions, and then talked about other things divergently, and the topic quickly deviated from the original direction ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The brunette beauty also pulled out of the original question, but she was right Grams feel a little weird.

She always felt that the young man who looked very tender seemed a bit old-fashioned.

But he was very different from the melancholic little boy in the school, but she couldn't describe it right away.

Fortunately, Luke's chat with her was completely nonchalant. Even if she didn't say a few minutes, he looked around leisurely, and did not have to ask her to answer.

The two seemed to be chatting, but also strangers who were willing to pass the time.

It's also eight o'clock, and the bar has become bustling.

Hot beauties and men of all colors poured in, and the atmosphere was completely different from when Luke had just entered.

A Latino DJ with a dirty braid walked up to a small platform, fiddled with the device a few times, and slowly raised his hands: "Areyouready ~~~" (Ready?)