Super Detective in the Fictional World

Don't think this is a joke.

Being arrested by the United States police, small things can be ignored in a verbal warning, much like being spit and criticized.

However, the police were angered, and law enforcement was strictly enforced. Nothing went wrong in the detention room.

The two came out of the Spanish-speaking community, sighing as they watched the chaos around them.

Luke asked first, "What's your sigh?"

Selina: "I think, thanks to Mom and Dad's choice of Shakford, I honestly got a job in the ranch. I'm afraid it's hard to get a chance here! Are you?"

Luke: "It takes a lot of effort to get out of this environment to become a talent. However, what I want to say is that once a riot occurs, this is probably one of the starting areas."

Selina shook her head: "We can't stop this. Look at God's old man."

Luke nodded in agreement.

If there is no subsequent earthquake, these small chaos will gradually become silent like the mud at the bottom of the pond.

So, everything depends on the mood of God.

When he returned home at night, Luke looked at the experience points he was earning: he made a big joke.

One day, the little hair thieves who grabbed small stores and residents one day can all earn a thousand experience points. What a ghost!

How real are potential criminals in Los Angeles? He also had a sense of weakness.

When he got home, Luke didn't bother to get too much food. He just stuffed the pickled things into the oven and spread them on the sofa.

He was physically strong, but mentally exhausted by those wonders.

Fortunately, Claire came home long ago and took his creaking chat, and Luke told her these strange things as a joke.

Claire heard the laughter, and made Luke happy.

Sometimes it ’s not a big deal to bring happiness to your family and friends.

Luke also told the news that he saw today, but Claire looked strangely: "No. Why didn't I see the news?"

Luke froze: "No?"

Claire decisively shook his head and thought for a moment: "By the way, I met a friend while participating in the national middle school cheerleading competition. She seemed to say she was going to San Francisco. I asked her."

Luke: "If she were an ordinary family, I don't think she would hear anything."

Claire took out her cell phone, rummaged the number, and said, "Her mom's boyfriend is the president of a big company in San Francisco, a rich kind."

Luke: ... Your friend's mother is so tired!

Claire said a few words and hung up the phone: "She said she didn't hear that. Her mother's boyfriend will go to San Francisco tomorrow. She will take a plane together for a vacation. Unfortunately, I have to be familiar with the environment in Los Angeles."

Luke can only interrupt her fantasies: "If there was no earthquake, you'd be fine for a few days, but don't go now."

Claire looked solemnly.

She knew Luke, he never joked about anything.

Even on April Fool's Day, his jokes are harmless and purely for errands.

"Should I remind her not to go to San Francisco with her future stepfather?" Claire hesitated.

This kind of interference in the private schedule of others is very taboo.

But San Francisco really has an earthquake. Does she watch her friends enter dangerous areas?

Luke raised his hand as he gestured and took the tablet: "Wait for me to look up the man's information on the TV at noon."

Then, he quickly entered the information of California Institute of Technology, Lawrence Hayes on the tablet.

After watching it for a moment, he looked dignified: "The man on TV is a professor at the California Institute of Technology and has been engaged in seismic research. It is said that they have made some progress in earthquake prediction in recent years. A small part of the earthquake. "

Claire thought for a moment: "Is his prediction accurate or not?"

Luke: "It's definitely not so accurate, otherwise he should be the world's top expert and I don't need to check his information. But his words will have a chance to be fulfilled."

Claire tangled: "Shall I call Black?"

Luke frowned, raising his hand again: "I talk to this professor."

This time, he got up and walked to the backyard. After talking for a while, he came back.

Claire: "How is it?"

Luke: "It's best to tell your friend not to go to San Francisco, or to stay in high-rise buildings in Los Angeles. Well, so are you. If possible, don't enter the city center and high-rise buildings these days."

Claire: "What is the professor saying?"

Luke shook his head: "I just asked him how confident he was with this prediction. He said there was a 90% chance that a higher-level earthquake would happen."

Claire wondered: "He said you believe it?"

Luke glanced at her: "Because I said, as long as his prediction is accurate this time, whether it happened or not, I would donate money to his earthquake research project."

Claire: ... well, money does solve a lot of problems.

Luke didn't have anyone to notify.

It was just a phone call to Ginny, telling her there might be an earthquake and keeping her in a low building recently.

Ginny asked a few words in surprise, and realized that Luke's source was uncertain and could not be promoted.

It's hard to say whether such a rumor is used to create rumors and cause turmoil.

Many times, disasters are not as serious as knowing in advance the consequences of disasters.

As the news of the disaster spreads from ten to one hundred, its severity will also change from the first one to the last one or even ten thousand. Small incidents can also cause great confusion.

Among Luke's relatives in his lifetime, one person bought iodized salt once and could eat it for ten years. ——His family was better that time. After two years of eating, he can continue to buy salt.

Therefore, this kind of uncertain news cannot really be passed on randomly.

Claire still called her friend Blake, but from her look, the results didn't seem to be great.

Luke held her, comforting him, "It's just uncertain news, you just have to do your best."

Claire nodded in depression ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ silent.

Luke continued: "If an earthquake does happen and you are sure you are safe, try to get home and don't go out."

His house is a bungalow, and there are no tall trees and electricity poles within dozens of meters. It is indeed the safest place during the earthquake.

Claire is helpless: "Don't you say it's just a guess?"

Luke patted her head: "I can't control others, but I can control you, who makes you my sister."

Claire couldn't argue.

At night, Luke went out for a walk again, and hurried back before three in the morning.

There were very few gains this time out.

Yesterday, the wiretaps placed in the houses of several well-informed gangsters were nothing to gain. Everyone was discussing the chaos caused by the earthquake today.

But the news of Luke's most concerned outlaws in the field is very little.