Super Detective in the Fictional World

Having said that, Robert glanced at the three Catherine not far away and shut his mouth.

Luke also tacitly stopped the topic.

Early the next morning, Luke's phone vibrated.

He glanced at the number, dropped the tools and semi-finished equipment in his hand, and answered the phone: "What's wrong?"

Selina's voice came, and she whispered, "The knife is a bit wrong."

Luke: "Huh?"

"After we fell asleep last night, it ate up all the barbecue I brought back, and then opened the refrigerator and ate everything inside, not even the trash can." Selina quickly Speaking.

Luke narrowed his eyes. "How is it now?"

Selina smiled bitterly: "I don't know. I don't think it's anything wrong, except that the food residue is smelly."

Luke Mo said for a moment: "This way, we will bring it back when we go back to Los Angeles, and we can go to the big pet hospital if we have any problems."

Selina was surprised: "What?" She had never thought of doing it like this.

Luke chuckled: "Was it good to accompany you, wouldn't it?"

Selena hesitated: "I'm worried it won't stand the plane. It's getting old."

Luke: "Then drive back and let it sit in the back row."

Selena: "That's good."

Luke: "You've watched it for more than two days."

Next, the last two days of peaceful holidays are over.

On the last morning of Luke's last day, carrying his backpack on his back, he went downstairs to say goodbye to the family who just got up.

Robert and Catherine didn't say anything, Claire and Joseph reluctantly reluctantly.

Luke's return time is still too short this time.

Laughing and comforting the two, Luke took Catherine's breakfast and went out.

Receiving Selena, he waved goodbye to Sandra on the porch.

On the highway in the morning, a car, two people and a dog drove out of the town.

On the way, Luke was in the front row, holding the beautiful knife lying down in the back row.

Selina froze for a moment, recalling for a moment, and suddenly said: "I ... didn't notice."

After thinking for a while, she hesitated, "It seems that it rarely urinates."

The blades in the back row of ears moved, and they were still lying flat.

Luke nodded and didn't say a word.

Heading all the way northwest, before the nightfall in the afternoon, the two returned to their Los Angeles home with a dog.

When he got home, Luke brought the knife into his basement.

There are instruments for him and Selina to do physical examinations, and now they can be used for a beautiful knife.

He is not a veterinarian, but it is still possible to detect the basic data of the body and compare it.

Soon the US knife finished the full set of tests and licked Selena's hand again.

It was hungry again.

"Isn't it a problem?" Selina worried.

In the past two days, the beautiful knife has become a big food, eating crazy at home.

At Luke's reminder, Selina quietly bought a lot of goat milk and dog food before filling it up.

On the way, the US knife once again wiped away a large bucket of goat milk and a bag of dog food.

Luke looked at the test data and shook his head: "Although some data are abnormal, its vital signs are stable."

Even too smooth!

A beautiful knife is a twelve-year-old dog. When replaced by a human, it is an old man close to seventy years old. It is really unscientific to be so active.

Luke made a few phone calls, retrieved the police dog team's information from the police database, checked the various data of the US knife, and said casually: "You can bring it up, I will be busy here . "

Selina said with a hum, saying hello to the US knife and leaving.

Luke remained alone in the basement and continued to work.

Halfway through, Selina reminded him to go to bed early with a communicator. He responded and continued working.

Before night, Luke rubbed his forehead.

The situation with the US knife is not right.

Not too bad, but too good.

Looking at the data, he called Bobby again and asked him to come to his home tomorrow.

Bobby hasn't returned to Prosperity Town since he returned last time.

Just let the beast trainer come to see the situation of the beautiful knife.

After all, Bobby has been an animal trainer for more than ten years, and his best at training dogs and chimpanzees.

Since he is training, he is also very familiar with raising dogs, and he also knows a lot about dogs.

Back in the living room, Luke walked to Selena's door.

The knife at the door opened one eye, glanced at him, and closed his eyes again to sleep.

Luke looked at this guy for a moment and sighed in his heart: Hope is not a bad thing.

Then, he turned into his room and took a rest.

Mei Dao took another look at his direction, changed to a comfortable posture, and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning, Bobby arrived.

Luke, who was already waiting, greeted him into the backyard and called out a beautiful knife.

"Look, how's it doing?" Luke said.

Bobby didn't ask much.

He has become accustomed to the boss's offline.

Compared to inexplicable ghosts, what is it to see a dog? This is what he is doing.

Examine the meek beautiful knife from head to toe. Looking at Luke's eyes, he shook his head helplessly: "No problem. Is it old? As a day old dog, it is healthy, and it will not live for another three or five years. Big question. "

Luke narrowed his eyes and groaned for a moment: "You try to communicate with it like you did with your doctor."

Bobby's face changed slightly: "This ..."

Luke: "Try it."

Bobby hesitated for a moment, then squatted down, fixed the head of the knife, and looked into his eyes.

After a moment, he made a shock.

Shaking his head, he stared at the sword again, and after a while he stood up: "Boss, you dog ... I can't communicate."

Luke raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

Bobby chose the words and said, "I can detect a little emotion from its movements, and" communication "is separated by something."

Luke understood that this was to say that the beauty knife had emotions, but Bobby's mental communication could not be detected.

He nodded slowly: "Okay, it's fine. Please run this trip, thank you."

Bobby quickly shook his head: "No, I've been fine recently anyway."

Luke thought about it and asked, "Are Chris going to start work?"

Bobby nodded: "Yes, I was thinking of calling you in the past two days. Fbi has informed Chris that the mine can be lifted after three days at ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~.

Luke looked at him: "Then you go tomorrow and keep staring, are you okay?"

Bobby froze and smiled: "I'm happy."

That's a gold mine.

Luke sent him over and told him the scope of his work, to be careful to prevent someone from moving the mine.

His annual salary is close to 100,000 dollars, and Luke sent him over, of course, he will not waste this large salary.

Thinking that the gold mine also has shares, although the conversion is only a few thousandths, Bobby couldn't help but his heartbeat accelerated.

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