Super Detective in the Fictional World

In Rio, it's always so close to the sea.

Within ten minutes, the two reached the beach.

There are lights in many places, and many people are chatting on the beach.

Luke walked into a store, bought all sorts of odds and ends, and found Rebecca on the beach, looking for a small number of people.

Put the blanket she just bought, put her on it, and he smiled, "May I have juice?"

Rebecca adjusted her posture and sat on the blanket. "What juice to drink, give me a bottle of wine."

Luke smiled and nodded. "Okay. Guanara or tree grapes? If you don't like it, guava and coniferous cherries also taste."

Rebecca glared at the smiling young man, and finally nodded helplessly: "anywhere. Also ... thank you."

Luke handed her a jar of tree grapes and sat down, "No need, trivial."

For a long time, neither of them was silent.

Luke bit his small flashlight in his mouth and began examining the medical items he had just bought.

There was a faint weeping sound from Rebecca aside.

He didn't bother her, but just put a big towel on her, which could help her to resist the cold sea breeze and wipe her tears, nose and sneeze, killing two birds with one stone.

He could sympathize at best with what happened to Rebecca.

As a police detective or a detective in the Los Angeles Squad of Crime, I have seen countless tragedies on earth.

Rebecca's things can't be said everywhere, but they don't rank in the top ten of the worst series.

And for Rebecca, she didn't need much comfort.

The enemy has been killed by her, and everything will die with the wind.

What kind of days she will think of in the future can only be seen in her own heart, and others can do nothing.

He pulled her right leg over, cleaned the wound quickly, and bandaged her with gauze: "Okay. You're lucky, the bullet just rubbed, and the injury was not serious, just a few days."

Rebecca murmured for a moment, then suddenly said, "You don't have a good makeup technique, Detective Luke Coulson."

Luke wasn't surprised and laughed: "It's an honor to be remembered by you."

Rebecca froze: "The person who can easily subdue X is still a young man, I only have you in my memory."

In a sense, Rebecca and Luke took the same route.

Finding a goal, using super strength to recklessly, does not require many auxiliary skills-such as makeup and face recognition.

It's been a few months since he met Luke, and he partially disguised his face, so Rebecca didn't immediately recognize Luke at the bar.

After ending her sister's hatred, she rarely thought about those people and things in the United States, and never thought that she would meet a Los Angeles police detective in Brazil.

When Luke suddenly embraced her and escaped Mr. X's two attacks, she was vaguely skeptical.

Until she and Mr. X talked about the last task, suddenly a flash of light reminded Luke's identity.

In the end, she opened her eyes while holding hands, only to find that Luke stood silently behind Mr. X again.

What else did she not understand.

Although she didn't know why Luke helped her, it was impossible to help Mr. X.

"Why save me?" She asked casually.

Luke groaned for a moment and replied, "Because you are beautiful, so I want to invite you for a drink?"

Rebecca had a laugh: "Detective Luke, you are always so sweet. But I don't believe it."

Luke shrugged: "The truth is, I knew you had put my partner for a yard that time in the apartment building. The shot I gave you was a bit outrageous, and this time I will return this favor."

Rebecca sighed: "No. I have killed many people, and many of them may be innocent."

"But you thought they were bad guys, right?" Luke smiled lightly.

He felt that the life of this innocent person was not too much, otherwise she would have suspected the mutual aid society long ago.

After all, even the little police detective who gave her a shot was unwilling to take action, and her suspicion would be even greater when she killed other innocent people.

From the shootout in the apartment building, Rebecca is a bottom line killer.

In an emergency, she didn't even want to hurt Donald and Selena to escape.

Fortunately, she hurt Donald and not Selena.

Otherwise Luke will still save her tonight, but she must make her suffer so much that she will finally hit her.

Luke is different, Luke is such a short guard.

Rebecca didn't know the kind of careful thinking in his heart, otherwise he was afraid he would pull out a gun.

She just smiled bitterly: "But I killed someone, it's true."

Luke thought for a while, and said, "While someone finds you to get revenge, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Don't hang on to your heart too much. It's the most important thing to live."

Rebecca was at a loss: "Can you live and do you?"

The biological parents died because of her, and her sister died.

The foster parents are likely to be arranged by the Mutual Aid Society. They have no feelings, and the relationship is quite bad.

This indifferent family environment made her younger unable to resist the solicitation of Mr. X.

Thinking of Mr. X and the last words he said, her heart filled with endless sorrow.

It is impossible to say that she has no feelings for Mr. X.

He is cold and powerful, handsome in appearance, and tastes good in packing.

He brought her out of that warm adoptive family, and gave her great strength and a lot of money.

But in the end, she found that behind it all lies and malice.

Thinking of this, she felt a resentment in her heart.

Even if Mr. X had cooked the bird eggs alive, it would be difficult to resolve.

She turned suddenly and rushed to Luke: "You seem to have said, would you like me to have a drink?"

Luke wondered: "Isn't it please? Isn't the tree grape smelling bad? Then change the guava, I heard this is sweeter."

Rebecca's heart was unspeakable at first, and she couldn't help but grin and laugh when she said, "I mean, what you said when you met me in the bar."

Luke scratched his head: "You said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Let me save money and ask a little girl to drink soda."

Rebecca dumbfounded: "WTH!" (What a ghost)

What is this brain circuit? Can such people have girlfriends?

For a moment, she said dumbly, "Can you get rid of your poor makeup? Look at it awkwardly."

Luke smiled.

Looking at the sky, he guessed that today he can't go to the wild jungle to touch the little boss, and he moved on his face.

In less than two minutes, he had returned to his original appearance except for his skin tone and wheat color.

Rebecca: "Take a look at your face and let me see."

Luke laughed: "You don't have to remember it, will you get revenge in the future?" But he kept moving in his hands, hitting the flashlight on his ... chin.

Under the light of the white flashlight from the bottom up, a twisted grimace expression suddenly appeared in her sight.