Super Detective in the Fictional World

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In the night sky, Luke gliding forward at a high speed, thinking about the two men just now. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

Cole and Hart are the state police responsible for the batch of old cases in 1995, but they resigned one after more than eight years, and one resigned for more than three years, and each had its own side.

Now that the two are together again, they are looking for clues to the old case.

However, they were not the trigger for the state police and the Esworth family to work.

The real fuse has another person, and this person's identity is a bit ... sensitive. Luke, out of personal relationships, doesn't want this person to look too deep.

Luke approached Cole and Hart just to keep the two who haven't been exposed to continue to investigate.

Two groups of investigators, one and the other, are more likely to find the flaws in the Esworth family.

In addition, the Esworth family has many contacts in California. Simply killing a few messengers is useless.

A large family of several hundred people, the few who die at most simply change to a new leader.

Besides, he doesn't want to let go of the running dogs who help the tiger and help the abuse.

With a real hammer, legal procedures can be followed, and the strength of the system can be used to wash away a large number of running dogs of the Esworth family.

At the same time, it can also prevent the people who are investigating Esworth on the bright side from being killed.

...

After a few quiet days, Luke received a call from Claire: "Luke, I'm going to be your colleague today, hahahaha."

Luke Waner: "You're following the duty, issuing a ticket, and driving traffic is good. Do you think the police academy will let you investigate homicides and robbery cases?"

Claire snorted. "It's a real encounter. I can do it."

Luke said nothing for a moment before he said, "I taught you, didn't you forget?"

Claire: "... I know, safety comes first. I hate you, I'm not passionate anymore."

Luke: "Police handling the case, trivial, where there is so much passion, boredom is actually good."

Claire: "Okay, okay, you old man really hates it. Goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, Selina laughed: "Claire must be disappointed. The first few years in Sharkford, I watched the cowboys and farmers quarreling and fighting each other every day, but I couldn't applaud. Where can the ordinary police have it? What passion is just physical work. "

Luke sighed, "But this is Los Angeles. The robbery is now everywhere, and there are many shootings. She may not miss it."

Selina: "Will you let the nuggets pass?"

The bullion in the back seat raised his ears.

Luke frowned for a moment, then suddenly said, "If you let the gold nuggets symbiotic, can you not be noticed by her?"

Selina: "If it's not so much nonsense, it should be able to hide without communicating with Claire's consciousness. But don't forget the side effects, Claire is still very concerned about her own development."

Luke rolled his eyes. "She's not the airport, she's worried."

As he said, he looked at the gold bars in the back row: "But you seem to like staying in the house recently when you go home. Is it in a bad condition?"

The nugget's tail paused for a moment, then shook again: "Wang!"

Selina rolled her eyes: "It's surfing the Internet indoors, and recently it's hooked on ... new shows."

Just now in her consciousness, she stopped the gold nuggets she continued to talk about, finally relieved.

It is indeed surfing the Internet indoors, but instead of watching TV with a tablet, it uses the newly purchased "alien" notebook to scold others online.

Yes, the nuggets have been promoted to a veteran keyboard man + batman in just a few days.

It's okay to enjoy the thrill of posting on forum sites around the world.

Here the big devil can only be honest. On the Internet, it scolds anyone who wants to scold, even if it is wrong, it does not admit it.

It likes the feeling that "you all know I'm wrong, but I can't help it."

It didn't want Luke to notice this behavior.

Selina also strictly stipulates that the time it can speak online can only be her activity time, and it must not leak any family privacy.

As for the behavior of a dog's head cursing on the Internet, she is indifferent.

She is not a big lady. She has been a police officer for a long time, and she has only made a fuss about what she needs.

Occasionally she also helped the nuggets with ideas on how to technically raise the bar with the other party-Luke taught her about this.

Luke didn't care about these two guys' little secrets either, but just asked a dog head: "How about, can you help me with this help? Two hundred and fifty dollars a day pocket money, which is about my daily salary."

The bullion agreed decisively: "Wang."

It's a working guy.

And without a job is tantamount to no pay.

Before, it was a little bit of a mess with Selina, but the name of the knee-breaker was passed on.

Although Luke said nothing, Selena and it also converged a lot.

And because a dog had to buy an "alien" notebook and use it for this veritable "alien", its small vault incurred a huge expenditure, and it was necessary to find some extra money to add "blood loss".

Don't miss a job with a daily salary of 250.

Before lunch at noon, the two Luke went to watch the work of Claire.

It turned out she was channeling traffic with another official police officer.

The energetic, outgoing and cheerful little skin monkey does a really good job.

The girl who played wild in Texas had not a low voice, and her brain was flexible and smart. Although she was so busy with sweat, she didn't look embarrassed.

Selina: "She's actually a good detective."

Luke sighed: "Just forget Robert, it's not dangerous to take care of himself in a small town. But now I'm a police detective. If Claire is a police detective, would Catherine not be worried about death?"

Even worse, this is an extraordinary world.

One day when you meet a super bad guy, the ordinary policeman is likely to die somehow.

If possible, Luke would prefer Claire to other careers.

Of course, this is her own choice after all.

Just as he went to Houston and then turned to Los Angeles as a detective, Catherine would certainly worry.

But it was his choice, and Catherine never interfered with him, just to keep him safe.

Seeing Claire's performance was good, Luke was ready to leave.

At this moment, the sound of a motorcycle sounded.

From a crowd of traffic not far away, an off-road motorcycle hurriedly rushed to the crowded street.

Luke looked at the people above him strangely: "How is this **** riding a motorcycle, isn't this a police motorcycle?"

On the motorcycle, Instructor Harry yelled, "Get out of here, get out of here."

Somewhere on the congested street let him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Soon he ran into a sideways car. The whole man flew up from the motorcycle and plunged into the back of a pickup truck. in.

Luke and Selina were stunned.

They could see two cows behind the pickup.

Instructor Harry, who was level with the ground, just inserted it into the **** of a cow, and let the cow make a long squeak.

Luke, Selina: ...

Claire: ...

The audience: ...

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