Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Luke Waner: "It's been a long time, Bell, how's your life this year?"

This driver was the aunt queen, Black Aunt Bell, who he knew when he first came to New York.

Her primary vehicle driving, Luke has been using it, especially suitable for urban chase, high practicality.

Bell was also happy: "It's not bad. Are you here for business again?"

As she spoke, she looked at him from the rearview mirror from time to time.

Fortunately, when Luke got on the car, he required a speed of no more than 50 kilometers per hour. This speed is equivalent to driving a toy car for Bell's car skills.

Luke laughed again and took out a business card with his second type of personal number.

He shoved his business card through the bill delivery port, and he said, "I've been transferred, and now I'm from NYPD. You can make this call later if you need help."

Bell wow whispered: "Oh my gosh, you've been transferred to New York? When did it happen? Why didn't you contact me? My phone didn't change ..."

Luke quickly interrupted: "Just recently, this settled down, and it took me a few days to go to work."

After hearing this, Bell stopped talking about the topic.

Work is always the most important.

Why is she so impressed with Luke? It's not because he's young and handsome but also generous.

Only then did they meet, and prepaid a hundred dollars for the fare, and then talked to her.

How can Bell be unhappy with money and chat with old friends?

Happy, Bell drove more slowly.

Otherwise, with her car skills and the performance of this modified car, that is really a throttle, you can reach the Clinton area in ten minutes.

"Why are you going to Hell's Kitchen?" After a chat, she finally remembered it.

Luke: "My new home is over there."

Bell's hands couldn't help shaking, and the steady body also flickered slightly: "what? How do you live in a broken place? Hey, if you don't get your hands together, you can come to us. The single apartment last time had I am about to expire, I can ask Jesse to postpone your rent for two months ... "

Luke's enthusiasm for her can only lead: "Bell, I gave you a hundred dollars."

Bell froze and couldn't help but patted his forehead: "Well, I'm stupid. You shouldn't be short of money, otherwise you would go to the subway and bus."

Luke: "But thank you for your concern. The environment where I live is okay, you don't have to worry about it, I'm the police."

Bell was okay when he heard the first half of the sentence, and he was surprised again when he heard the second half: "Hey, because you are a policeman, I think you are living in a dangerous place! Irish, Russian, Mexican, and have a car there Party, they are very unfriendly to you, these patrol officers dare not enter the **** kitchen at night. "

Luke tilted his head and thought.

Irish gang? It seems all disabled.

Russian gang? Basically gone after the bombing.

Cartels in Mexico? The Death Angel had more than two tons of cargo still in the storage space, and he had to find some time to throw it into the sea.

Locomotive party? He didn't seem to have seen that recently.

"Bell, your information will be updated." He shouted.

Bell snapped: "What's new?"

Luke pointed to himself: "I have inside information, these people you said have recently disappeared."

Bell frowned for a moment, and said suddenly: "Yeah, I forgot, as if to say that many gang members have died recently, and the gangs in Brooklyn and Queens are talking about it."

Luke: "Oh? Are they planning to enter the Hell's Kitchen?"

If so, that would be great. He was silently looking forward.

Bell shook his head again and again: "No. According to them, tens of thousands of gang members have recently died there, and the Hell's Kitchen has opened again. The ingredients are the gang members, and the neuropaths dare to go in. But I guess they have to be with them. If you die, you can make up tens of thousands. "

Luke smiled.

This is true.

His chef must be diligent in his work. The combination of low-steaming and slow-steaming combined with high-scorching stir-fry, and strive to turn these leeks into his own experience points.

The car went somewhere during the conversation.

Even though Bell consciously slowed down, he was much faster than the average taxi driver.

"Call me when you need a car, OK?" Bell gave him a call gesture.

Luke gave an OK gesture: "Rest assured, you must call you if you have any extra business."

Bell rolled his eyes, but couldn't help laughing: it's good to talk to people who are interested.

She still looked at Luke's back and shouted, "Just come to my house for dinner in a few days and Jesse misses you too."

Luke just waved his hand, but whispered in his heart: Jesse? What if he thought I was coming back to "rob" his "sweetheart"?

That situation really tested people's mental capacity.

When I arrived at the office, it was still lively, but the long line to the main road a few days ago was gone.

Entering the door, there was a little girl of African descent and Latino running around, holding all kinds of documents and information in her hand, and kept talking to the client in the office.

The black girl first found Luke, temporarily stopped working, and trot over: "Are you here to apply for community service? Come with me."

Luke froze slightly, then shook his head with a smile: "I'm here for Fudge and Matt."

The black girl turned her body without stopping, but turned her head and said, "Only Mr. Fudge is here, and Mr. Matt is not here today."

Luke snorted, and was completely expected of this answer.

Attorney Ma is a bit stronger, and now he should have gone home and licked his wounds.

If you're a little bit bigger, you should still be hiding in Luke's spare safe house.

"Then I'll go to Fudge," he said casually, and went to the office.

The black girl quickly called out, "Wait, Mr. Fudge is very busy. You have to wait in line to find him."

Her eyes quickly signaled more than a dozen people in the office.

Luke Waner: "But I didn't ask him to do business."

The black girl reluctantly: "Then have to wait in line, otherwise ..."

Listening to the conversation between the two ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Everyone in the room was staring at each other, as if they were alert to competitors.

Free stuff, always so many people grab. Luke laughed secretly.

He said: "Then I can find Karen."

Hei Meizi: "That's fine, I'll call her for you." Said she ran into the office.

Soon Karen came out and greeted with a smile: "Luke, are you here?"

Luke nodded. "I'll see what's going on with you."

Karen nodded quickly: "Go in and talk, Fudge just happened to be looking for you."

The people in the room didn't react so much this time.

Although Karen is only the front desk here, she is actually acting as a secretary now.

Many people's application documents are to be handled by her, and no one wants to mess with her.