Super Detective in the Fictional World

Selina rolled her eyes.

I knew it would happen! This guy was working on this ghost idea, so he rejected Palmer's request on the bright side.

Because he didn't plan to expose himself at all.

Before she was worried that this guy's head was hot, it turned out that someone was still so diligent.

After that, the two just moved forward in silence.

But after walking for half an hour, Luke looked at his position, and shook his head in his heart: If he went on like this, he could not enter Mexico before dawn.

He stood still: "It's too slow, I will carry you away."

Selena: "Ha?"

After a moment, she muttered on Luke's back, "Am I so weak?"

After a while, she stopped talking.

Luke trot with her all the way, actually walking much faster than herself.

"You guy, is it a monster?" She couldn't help asking.

Luke kept his trot speed and replied casually, "When do you see me tired?"

Selina frowned for a while, then nodded: "Also. After you and Miss Ginny talk about business, the next day is full of energy."

Luke laughed.

Is it important to talk about business? The point is that he has the opportunity to go to private overtime every time he finishes business.

If all her energy is spent on business, Secretary Ginny is afraid to strike.

After finishing this, Selena lay on his back, feeling the broad and strong muscles under her body, yawning, and fell asleep like this.

Luke knew it, of course, but didn't say a word, taking the opportunity to speed it up.

Sixteen times the strength and physique of an ordinary person, plus elementary self-healing, all he needs to do is speed up all the way.

Soon before reaching a deep valley, he shot the hook on his wrist without stopping, taking Selina into the air.

I passed a distance of more than forty meters in an instant, and my feet ran quickly while landing, removing great momentum, and Selina still slept soundly on his back.

At night, only two figures next to each other kept moving forward.

...

When Selena was woken up by Luke, she looked at the surrounding scenery: "Where is this?"

Luke: "Mexico. We need to make up before we go to a car and get to the nearest city."

Ten minutes later, the two changed into a small town.

Luke became a long-haired Latino young man. Selina was much simpler, but she changed her face and facial features and brought a yellow wig.

I quickly bought a N-handed Ford, and the two continued westward.

Selina took a nap, resumed analyzing the information, and told Luke to focus.

Just before dawn the next day, the two entered Ohinaga, bought a pickup in good condition, and hit the road again.

Selina drank the drink, cut Catherine's sandwich into small pieces, and fed it into Luke's mouth.

I have to hurry today, time is very tight, and I can only do this.

When she finished feeding Luke, she ate it by herself, and said vaguely, "Catherine's skills are also good. Did you learn from her?"

Luke nodded decisively: "Yeah, yeah, Catherine is good at cooking."

Selena wondered: "Why didn't Claire learn?"

Luke groaned for a moment: "Maybe it's because she's the same person as you?"

Selina was stunned, and immediately exasperated: "What? Is it strange that women are not good at cooking?"

Luke shook his head: "Not surprising, so I have two around me."

Selena was speechless.

She always felt that something was wrong, but it was fine.

Who keeps her and Claire from being good at cooking.

The two just chatted occasionally, discussed information occasionally, and rushed to Tijuana, the northwestern border city of Mexico, in the evening.

Tijuana, Mexico's fourth-largest city, has a resident population of about two million. Every day, a large number of American tourists clear customs here and come to Mexico for tourism.

To the west is the Pacific Ocean, to the south is the stunning Baja Peninsula, and to the north is the city of San Diego, California.

Many Americans even play in Tijuana during the day and go back to San Diego to rest at night.

As a result, many tourism-related projects have been spawned in Tijuana. Casinos, legal red X zones, and hotels are everywhere here.

Compared with other parts of Mexico, Tijuana can be said to have a very good law and order environment, at least a large fire, and the act of hanging the enemy's body to show publicity is relatively rare.

Many gangsters have also chosen this place as a place for work, rest and entertainment, and Dito Flores is one of them.

Unfortunately, this is still just the surface of the city.

In fact, this is a better place to call the "Sin City" than Los Angeles.

Selina looked at this "big" city in the sunset, and sighed with rare words: "Hometown."

She is a real American, born and raised in the United States, but she is right to say that Mexico is her hometown.

Her father Marino, in order to marry her mother Sandra, had an upset with her family at that time, and 18-year-old Marino smuggled 16-year-old Sandra to the United States.

At that time, Sandra was still pregnant with Selena.

So, Selina was indeed a native American, but she was in Mexico for a few months while she was still pregnant.

She also knows a lot about Mexico. After all, her parents are Mexicans. When chatting, they often talk about everything they used to do in Mexico.

Later, several of Marino's cousins ​​came and worked on farm ranches outside the town, and then took root.

For the existence of these people, Robert opened his eyes and closed his eyes.

Shakford is a sparsely populated town. Most young people go to Dallas, Fort Worth, and Houston as adults. Not many people stay in the town.

Those ranches and farms require a lot of labor.

Those who can stay in Shakford are basically people who are willing to endure hardships and stand hard work.

Those who want to follow the evil way and make a fortune, of course, will not stay in the town to eat soil, and Marino will not take care of such troubled relatives.

Selina grew up in this kind of environment, not to mention, she will be fluent in Mexican Spanish from a young age ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This is also a big advantage, naturally specializing in a foreign language, or American police need to learn Spanish most.

Luke didn't bother to bother with an occasional literary meal, connected a fake cell phone to his notebook, and dialed a number.

After a few beeps, the call was connected, and Roger's confused voice came: "Who's looking for?"

A series of words on Luke's fake cell phone sounded, but they spoke Spanish.

Roger was a little stunned over there. "Wait, speak slowly, slower."

Luke rolled his eyes, only reducing the voice playback speed by a half.

Really considerate Roger this old man!

He is old, his heart is not good, his wife is strong, his children have too much energy, his partner ’s spirit is out of order, and he also runs to Mexico to meet the leader of the big group.

Thinking about it that way, Roger hasn't seen anything easy lately.