Super Detective in the Fictional World

Looking at Elena's tangled expression, Luke rubbed her head: "It's good to listen to your arrangements, anyway, I slipped off today."

Elena smiled happily, and raised her chest against her head before she moved her hand and talked to Margaret.

When the call ended, she reported an address.

Luke looked strangely into the car with her and set off in front of a building more than ten minutes later.

Taking the elevator to the thirty-second floor, Luke looked at a familiar signboard without any fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Despair"-Monroe Peterson Exhibition.

The tall blonde Margaret stood next to the standing card, wearing a small white elegant dress.

Seeing Luke and Elena, her beautiful faces appeared bright smiles, as pure as a hundred pound child.

Well, this simple mind is better than most American middle school students.

The two girls smiled and gave a ceremony, and Luke also touched Elena's light and received equal treatment.

Laughing a little apologetically at Luke, Elena was taken away by Margaretella.

The mouth of a simple little widow has been eloquently talking about which paintings in this art exhibition deserve to be viewed, and a series of professional terms pop up.

Luke smiled and said to Elena that she was turning her head, but she was also casual.

When she was petite, she was marched into the depths of the exhibition hall by the tall Margarita-there was the exhibition area where the heavy works were located.

Luke was not interested in the paintings here.

If it is a classical realist ... well, he is actually too lazy to understand, and he doesn't know the difference between these factions.

The "abstract expressionism" that even Monroe's works belong to appears on the cover of the exhibition brochure.

He just walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at New York City outside the window, intending to be alone.

The sound of a string of high heels ranged from near to far, stopping not far behind him, and a young female voice rang: "Detective Coulson?"

Luke turned his head, with a formula smile on his face: "Hello, Miss Soderberger."

The person greeted was Lindsay.

She held out her hand with a sincere smile: "Just call me Lindsey. Also, thank you for helping me and Monroe."

Luke shook hands with her: "Please call me Luke, too, and that's just my job."

Lindsay let go of his hand and motioned, "Can I talk to you alone?"

Luke looked over there, Margaret and Elena were muttering in front of a painting in the distance, very engaged.

Lindsey also looked over there and laughed: "Margaret and I are friends. She said a companion was here just now, and I didn't expect it to be you."

Luke chuckled: "I didn't expect you to be here."

Lindsay sighed: "So I want to talk to you."

Luke raised an eyebrow but didn't say a word, just nodded, and the two walked towards the corner rest area.

After sitting down, Lindsay asked the staff to bring two cups of coffee, took a sip, adjusted his emotions, and then said, "Although I just said it, I still want to thank you once again. Luke, thank you Everything you have done for me, for Monroe. "

Luke didn't show any politeness this time, just nodding his head slightly, setting his ears to listen.

The courtesy demands everything.

Lindsay specifically brought him here to talk, not wanting to come simply for thanks.

Lin Sai didn't hesitate, went straight into the subject, and talked about the beginning and end of her dispute with Monroe.

After listening for a moment, Luke's expression was slightly strange.

He was close to a human-shaped polygraph, and indeed Lindsay's words were basically true, and she did not lie about the key things.

Without this ability, he might consider it a Rashomon.

Now he can only speculate that this is only a typical case of communication errors within the family.

Lindsay and Monroe are not men and women, she just appreciates Monroe's work.

When she was young, she did not have the experience of her father Jeffrey. On the whim, she changed from "tracing the painting" to "pushing people", becoming an investor of Monroe, and can be said to be a speculator.

She invested alone to promote Monroe's work and increase his popularity. To a large extent, she also wanted to get a generous return from Monroe, not because of love.

In fact, once Monroe's paintings were sold, 50% of the proceeds belonged to her.

And in this process, the author of Monroe had only the right to suggest, not the right to decide.

Who he sells his works for, and how much they sell, is up to Lin Sai.

Such a contract is not difficult for Monroe to accept.

Monroe is a typical artist.

He doesn't care about money at all. What he needs now is the approval of others.

Perhaps after he was widely recognized, he didn't even need the approval of others.

And without Lin Sai's help in investment promotion, he could not show his works to the world, and no matter how many those paintings are, it doesn't make sense.

If Lindsey is too immature and really appreciates his work, then give Monroe a contract on September 1st, and he will still sign it without watching it.

This is just the typical way of cooperation between the second generation of rich and artists.

If Monroe succeeds in the future, this can still be a good story.

But after ridiculing behind a few "opposite" ladies in Olora, things ran uncontrollably to the wrong course.

After investigating Monroe's resume, Olaura persuaded her daughter to give up her plan to speculate on Monroe, but she had doubts about her and Monroe's problems.

Monroe, in his thirties, was too young at the painting house, and being young meant that the rest of his life might be long.

As we all know, after the death of the artist, the work will be more valuable.

The plan was a life-loss at first sight.

He has performed well since he was a child. When he grew up, he was calm and intelligent. He suddenly began to use his private money to post a painter. He also said that he only liked his work. Of course, Olaura did not believe it.

This wrong beginning caused even more erroneous developments, which in turn became a family war.

It wasn't until Luke appeared that he pulled out the two sides that had penetrated the horns.

Is the result amazing? Not magic at all.

He just used the primary pheromone control ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ to do a little experiment with his own ability, by the way, when the two of them quarreled, they remembered each other's goodness.

Settle trouble, experiment ability, kill two birds with one stone.

The mother and daughter, who had been emotionally serious, never had a chattering quarrel anymore. The two sides quickly reached a consensus and took a step back.

As long as Lindsay is no longer "brain pumping" as before, this will only be a small episode in her growth.

Today, she is here to arrange the finishing work and finish the matter.

Just now I heard Luke's name from Margaret's mouth, and Lindsey moved in his heart at that time and took the initiative to say hello.

I don't know why, when no one mentioned Luke, she rarely remembered this peaceful young detective.

But after hearing his name, she immediately wanted to come and meet him and say thank you.

When she first talked to him, she couldn't help revealing the privacy in her heart that she couldn't tell her friends and relatives.