Super Detective in the Fictional World

After two days, Selina has called watching individual stalls behavior as watching fun.

There are many people who come to the Stark Industry Fair, including top experts, scholars, technicians and so on from all over the world.

These people basically do not appear on the self-employed side, but many related personnel at the low and middle levels hold the same idea as Luke and come here to hang out and find out.

Coupled with some fairly professional enthusiasts, self-employed stalls are also crowded here.

Compared with the hold-ups and pride of the top big men, the visitors here are not so jealous.

Many people are typical technology houses. As far as technology is concerned, they don't care if they are individual booths.

Can't stand it? If he can't stand it, he will go home, because the man will be hard and hard.

The thinking of most tech homes is so simple and rude.

If you want to save face, look at the occasion and talk about the interests. That's what the big guys think about.

Therefore, the self-employed stalls are performing various technical tears here and there.

What inexplicable super fertilizer Jin Carat, conversion ratio amazing new energy, personally converted various wonderful products, there may be someone suddenly pointed out the problem in front of the booth.

The last two sides are anxious, and people who simply use physical persuasion abound.

Luke and the two would not rush forward to stop, but watched the two sides with a swollen nose and a swollen face with conclusive evidence before they came out to arrest both sides.

The two assigned tasks and stepped forward in turn, basically saying, "Are you reconciling in private and guaranteeing that you will not disrupt the order at the venue? Or will you enter the police detention center and calm down for 24 hours?"

Most technical homes are naturally dumb then.

I have beaten and beaten up, and the evidence is still on the faces of both sides.

A small part still has a tendon in the neck, so it can only be ... really sent to the detention center.

Luke is familiar with this.

At the last Stark trade show in Los Angeles, the two sent nearly a hundred people to the police station within a few days.

Don't look at the experience of catching such brawls, at most three points at a time.

But these brawls came quickly and hurriedly, and there could be several incidents in a while.

The police had prepared a train long ago. Two buses for the bus were in the conference hall. They were sent to the prisoner by the handcuffs they were dissatisfied with, and they went to the detention center when they were full.

Given the problems exposed at the last Los Angeles trade show, the Stark Group bought a used factory in Nassau County a month ago, converted it into a detention facility, and placed it under state management.

Five thousand stainless steel beds in this newly-built detention facility are waiting for the troublemakers in the fair to move in.

If you want, you can add some extra beds here, and 8,000 people can fit in.

If you have money, you can do whatever you want.

Anyway, the detention center does not need any court trial. Those who are caught on the spot can be sent in for 24 hours to calm down. This is the power of the police.

Those who are not calm after coming out can try to go in a few times before they can wait for formal jail.

NYPD also sent some police officers and a large number of auxiliary police officers to maintain order.

There is no need to worry about the salary. The Stark Group gave money and donated a lot of money to nypd.

If this doesn't work, the nypd's elder brother commissioner and second elder sheriff will start counting down.

So there are a lot of small troubles in the venue, but they are resolved quickly, including the most complicated individual stalls, which are all stable here.

However, the inventions and products of these self-employed individuals are not completely ridiculous.

It should be said that they do have certain technicality in order to enter the market through the review of the management committee.

But the technical enthusiasts who invest in Lala run trains, which is also commonplace.

For example, blowing a certain new energy technology into the sky, listening to the introduction, I thought Tony Stark's Ark reactor was going to be out of gas, but the fact is that they have to sell products at the exhibition held by Tony.

Therefore, the two of Luke went for a walk after eating, or they would come to the self-employed stalls.

Today, I saw an acquaintance while walking.

A small figure was standing in front of a stall, drooling at a somewhat bulky individual aircraft.

Luke walked over, holding a small ponytail head, and rubbing it a few times before the other party responded, "Why are you alone, your father?"

The twin pony tails turned their heads and saw Luke with a smile on his face. "Ah, Luke, you also come ..."

With that said, her petite body jumped up happily and hugged Luke ... a dog's head near her feet. "Ah, you are coming with the sword? Miss me!"

The nuggets were too lazy to deal with the little girl, let the child's beautiful knife come out to take control of the body, shook his head and tail at this little thing, and his big tongue licked that little face.

Huh, lick the dog! Destined to have nothing! A dog disdainfully vomits a idiot who shares his body.

After playing with each other for a while, Luke said, "You won't come here alone, Minty."

Although Minty is better than most men here, Damon is really too big-hearted to let her wander around alone.

Minty hugged the dog's head and put his face on the comfortable long hair. "Dad is over there."

Luke looked in the direction of her mouth, and saw Damon sitting in a stall and talking to another man.

He was a little weird. "Isn't your father drawing, why are you selling products again?"

Minty "No, the stall owner is his friend, he's just chatting there."

"Then let's say hello," Luke said, walking forward.

Minty reluctantly released the big dog's head, and followed it step by step.

Walked in front of the booth and looked at the little things on the booth. Luke smiled at the middle-aged white stall owner and greeted "Damon, didn't you come here to sell the paintings?"

Damon grinned. "I just took a look and happened to meet my friend. Oh, to introduce, this is Luke, this is Bent."

Luke reached out and shook the Bent ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Picked up a manual on the table and glanced at it, and then looked at the instrument like a walkie-talkie on the table, looking at Ben strangely. "What is the effect of your instrument?"

Bent's face was a little nervous, and he stood up for a moment. "Good, promise."

Luke couldn't help but looked at the introduction in the manual—sickstick, which released a strong pulse and caused physical discomfort. Multiple modes can be selected, mode 1 gastrointestinal, mode 2 ...

He groaned for a moment and asked "Can you try it?"

Bent froze, but Damon subconsciously stopped "no!"

Seeing Luke's gaze, he quickly said, "This thing, the effect is a little ... strong, it is best not to use it here."

Damon knew Detective Luke's identity.

If this guy treats the sick stick as an ordinary electric stick and sends a shot to a troublemaker here, the joy will be great.

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