Super Detective in the Fictional World

Rebecca laughed, and then laughed: "Do you think it will make me not recognize you next time?"

Luke also laughed and said, "Yeah, safety comes first."

How revengeful a woman is, he still feels it.

Mr. X, who had just been roasted for 10 minutes and was shot with a headshot, must be more profound.

Rebecca couldn't help laughing, grabbed the flashlight in his hand, didn't hit his face directly, just hit him near his neck, looked at his face for a moment with Yu Guang.

Then, she pressed the flashlight and sighed, "You guy, is he handsome compared to the apartment building?"

Luke grinned: "Handsomeness has always been an advantage I can't hide, and I'm also upset."

Rebecca couldn't help laughing again.

She suddenly felt that with this guy, she didn't seem to be so sad.

In other words, too late to think about those sad things.

She turned the flashlight off, tossed it aside, touched his shoulders with both hands, and pressed hard.

The result ... didn't press!

Luke looked weird. "Why?"

Rebecca couldn't help laughing: "What do you say? The man in the bar asked the woman for a drink, and she didn't refuse. What does that mean?"

Luke: "Meaning, can we chat happily?"

"Shut up! You **** little fellow!" A woman lowered her head in anger.

"... What do you mean by this?" Someone asked curiously, and the following words became ambiguous.

Not far from the sandy beach, the waves came again and again, and the beating of the beach made the sound of waves crashing for a long time.

...

It was dark, the sea breeze was blowing, and the hustle and bustle of the beach was quiet.

Rebecca got up on the beach and silently put on the blanket.

Looking at Luke next to her, she sighed and found her shoes on the beach beside her.

"Do you want to go for a morning run?" A voice sounded suddenly.

Rebecca shuddered and was taken aback.

Immediately, she looked at the man on the blanket: "Are you awake?"

Luke shrugged. "Yeah, before you wake up, I wake up."

Rebecca: "... why are you closing your eyes?"

Luke: "What if you want to sleep again? I'm awkward with my eyes open."

Rebecca: "Now isn't it embarrassing?"

Luke chuckled: "Saying goodbye, isn't it embarrassing? We are now familiar, right?"

Rebecca was silent for a moment and nodded: "Good, goodbye." Then he turned and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Luke called.

Rebecca rolled her eyes. "What happened?"

Luke stood up, dug in his backpack, and a business card appeared in his hand: "My contact information. If you have any difficult problems, you can try to contact me."

Rebecca took the business card, and tucked it into her pants pocket without looking: "What else is going on?"

Luke shook his head. "Nothing."

Rebecca jumped angrily, her legs pinching his waist: "Did you mean it?"

Luke laughed softly, stretched out his arms to hold her, and gave her a deep kiss.

After a long time, the two separated, and he said, "You can walk around and wait until one day you can calmly face everything that happened there, and it's not too late to go back."

Rebecca looked at him, nodded slightly, and with a hum in her mouth, jumped off him and turned away.

In the darkness, her footsteps were slightly uneven, and her right foot's wound was aching, but her heart was calmer.

Perhaps it's time to set aside the past.

Thinking in her mind, she slowly disappeared into the street by the sea.

Luke watched her leave, lay down again, and touched a jar of acupuncture cherries beside her, opened it and took a sip, and murmured, "I hope you can look away."

He did not deliberately comfort Rebecca, and her painful past could not be overcome by comfort.

Instead, he encountered a similar situation. In addition to the day when he wanted to open it, he could only bear it in silence.

Fortunately, he did not meet, and will do his best to avoid this situation in the future.

Lying on the seashore before dawn, Luke drank the juice quietly, thinking about it a lot.

After dawn, Luke returned to the Wild Jungle Bar and found a hotel to stay in.

At the height of the hotel facing the wild jungle, he carefully looked at everything around it.

During the day, he didn't go out and even had lunch in the room.

At night, he set off again.

Today, instead of entering the bar, he sits on the far side of the back door exit and looks at the crowds coming and going like tourists who are tired.

Everything else is fine here, except that it's not good.

Too many people.

There were people everywhere, and it was not easy for him to find a place to lift the drone.

He got up and walked to an alley, and he deftly turned over and climbed from the outer wall to the top of the building.

Taking the drone from the storage space in the corner, he operated it on a fake cell phone and quickly lifted it up.

It's getting late, the black drone is not conspicuous, and the movement is very small, and no one notices it under the noisy human voice.

An automatic drone cruise was set to automatically remind him that he took out a can of juice and drank it leisurely.

There is no spoiler tonight, he has enough time and patience to wait for Mr. Pedro.

At eight o'clock, Pedro finally returned from the outside.

Luke began to pack and was ready to go in with a small boss.

The more chaotic and the more sinful the place, the less he fears, because the police don't care.

But just when he was about to go downstairs, he saw the picture returned by the drone and immediately stood still.

A clearly modified car reached the back door.

Luke can determine whether this is an armored vehicle or a banknote (poison) vehicle without careful discrimination?

The open door at the back showed that the back compartment was still empty, but it was moving backwards near the back door.

Is this something to be shipped out of the building? Luke rubbed his chin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ thinking so.

A moment later, he clearly saw that someone was moving things into the car at the back door, which was finished in less than a minute and the car started.

Including the previous small boss Pedro also came out, two SUVs guarded the armored delivery vehicle and drove out.

Luke didn't move for a while and kept watching.

After more than ten seconds, he determined the direction of the three cars and ran directly on the roof.

This is Rio. There are almost no cameras near the slums, and the eyes of ordinary people cannot keep up with him in the dark.

Leaning against the roof, he leapt for a short distance, and he was not far from the three cars.

These three cars did not go to the central district of the city, but circled around the slum and stopped in front of a small building like a factory building.

The back door of the armored car opened, and Pedro and the two men took the goods carried on the car and knocked on the iron door of the building.