Super Detective in the Fictional World

It's mid-December, and it's a dozen days before Christmas.

During the last New York War, Luke's small nest had good luck. One was not blown into the sky, the other was not crushed into slag, and the third did not open a lot of holes.

You know, he is only a little over two kilometers away from the Stark Building, which belongs to the severely hit area where Zitaari's miscellaneous soldiers run rampant.

It is a miracle that Xiaowo can be kept so intact, but there are many sundries and stains on the exterior of the building.

The ghost knew how the Zita Rui soldiers were flying around. Anyway, the exterior wall of the small building was mixed with gray, black, yellow, and red, and looked like an abstract graffiti.

At other times, Luke could say hello, and let the people in the home improvement company help out with an exterior.

But now the home improvement company is completely too busy. He can only rely on Selena to help herself.

Now Luke is brushing against the wall on the left and Selena is brushing against the wall on the right.

After brushing for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "I said, can't I really change it to other colors? White or brick red will do. Why brush gray?"

As Luke brushed, he casually said, "Do you think it is white or red eye-catching, or gray eye-catching? There are gray houses all around, and we are so beautiful here, what to do next time we are caught fire."

Selena was speechless.

This reason seems nonsense, but it is very likely.

Many times, people find subconscious destinations in subconscious situations.

If a small building stands out, it may be dangerous.

In particular, the surrounding neighbours are apartment buildings of similar height, and it is even more so that high-rise buildings are not used to attract firepower.

The Stark Tower ’s new renovation plan has reached 30 million, which has made headlines.

The two were agile and coupled with the remote control hanger made by Luke, they were almost an hour later.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard. The two turned to look tens of meters away.

There, the two groups were facing each other.

Luke glanced at it, and controlled the hanger to fall to the second floor and jumped down.

Selena quickly put the paint bucket and brush in her hand and jumped down, "Wait for me."

After a few steps to catch Luke, she asked, "What's wrong, something?"

Luke: "Do you know the disaster control department that Tony Stark has? The aunt is the head of this department."

Oh, Selena.

Luke: "I quarreled with them. I saw one of them. Well, it's a good person."

Selena: "Who?"

Luke: "The leading middle-aged white man should be called ... Adrian? The last time the culprits stormed the Los Angeles prison with the California earthquake, I ran to his prison that night.

Selena nodded and said nothing.

Luke is very human, and generally does not accept help from others, even if he is just hitchhiking.

This happened right in front of him, and he would certainly manage it.

The two approached and had taken out their badges and hung them on their chests.

Luke didn't make nonsense, shouted directly, and crowded into the crowd: "NYPD, what happened here?"

The two people present were surprised to see: NYPD is so busy now that they have the time to take the initiative to manage such a trifle.

The middle-aged white Adrian couldn't help seeing Luke, showing his memories.

Luke walked to the center, between Adrian and the middle-aged fat aunt: "What problems did you encounter?"

Aunt Fat shook her head calmly: "No. It's over."

Luke nodded and turned to look at Adrian: "Sir, do you have any questions?"

Adrian had found Luke's impression from memory.

In fact, it is not Luke that he will not come to New York, nor will he be in the current predicament.

Of course, his encounter was completely unsurprising to Luke, except that the goddess of fortune was not on his side.

Seeing that Luke blinked normally, he moved his heart and said, "I have a problem. It's like this ..."

Adrian's statement is simple and clear.

That is, he contracted a batch of **** cleaning business from the official New York city, mainly the building ruins caused by the New York War. When cleaning them, by the way, they collected the Zitarui equipment and sent them to the official recycling office.

As a result, the middle-aged aunt Annie Hoog now holding the official documents said that the municipality had transferred the business to the Stark Group's disaster control department.

Annie seemed to have known what would happen long ago, just beckoned backwards, and a follower took out a document and gave it to Luke.

Luke took it, flipped through a few pages, and determined that there was nothing wrong with the procedure.

In addition, before listening to the scolding and scolding of several middle-aged men behind Adrian, he probably understood what was going on.

"You're useless to find her, she's just a errand." He nodded, and he said to Adrian, "Let's go, there's a law firm over there who knows me well, and I'll help you ask this How to do."

As Adrian hesitated, he followed.

He actually knew it was useless.

The Disaster Control Department is a division of the Stark Group, and why he competes with others.

It was just that he and a group of old folks couldn't bear this tone.

He took a few steps and found no one behind him. He turned around and glanced at a few old folks: "Let's go. Didn't you hear that, this lady Hogg is just a errand and we're talking nonsense."

Seventy-eight middle-aged people heard the words and looked at each other, and immediately laughed and nodded, arrogantly annoying the fat aunt Annie.

"Yes, she can only wave the documents of those politicians."

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe someone else's ancestors have also been prominent."

"That is, this is a" Minister ", a big" Official ", we cannot afford to mess with it."

The group deliberately amplified their voices and walked away with a smile.

A few people behind Annie looked strange. Only the person who had just handed over the documents came forward: "Minister, we ..."

Annie raised a hand: "Okay, our work is busy, let's go."

Talking, she turned towards her car.

Although Luke's words were not good, they solved the actual problem. At least the group of brainless cleaners consciously left ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ without delaying each other's time.

The other party was out of work anyway, and it didn't matter that she was disgusted by wasting time.

But she was holding the Stark Group's high salary, and she was right to run errands.

This is nothing but a means of settling disputes.

On the surface, the little detective was on his side.

In fact, he did not fight for any other benefits, but let them leave.

This guy is a bit capable! Annie thought of it like this: Unfortunately, it was still a bit rough. The words fell into the ears of some face-loving people, afraid to remember to hate him for a while.

The followers who got on the car quietly watched the boss's reaction and were surprised to find that she was smiling.

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