North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

  Chapter 73 Training the younger brother, leveling up again (for further reading)

  The little brother Thompson, holding a hand-painted doll mask, is sitting in a daze in the flower bed of the community, looking like a bad boy hurt by love.

   As expected of a brother.

  My soft rice was taken away by someone.

   Depending on the situation, the little brother is also broken in love.

  Dean walked over with a smile and patted Thompson on the shoulder: "Man, are you acting hurt by love?"

  Thompson didn't raise his head, and said without hesitation: "Am I acting so obvious? It seems that I have to stay a little longer before I can go back."

   "Well, as the smartest person in our family, your behavior seems to be that your girlfriend has been snatched away."

  Dean put his arm around Thompson's shoulder sympathetically.

  He wondered if it was his own retribution, and gave back to his little brother.

"Susan is not my girlfriend, we just had a date!", Thompson shook off Dean's hand with some dissatisfaction, and then went on withering: "But she did date a football team player recently , I just study well, I can't compete with the other party."

"Have you never thought about the reason?" Dean picked up the skinny Thompson: "The essence of a man is lust, and the essence of a woman is aggressive. This is the nature engraved in our genes. Let's go. I'm going to tell you how to pick up girls now."

   "Put me down, Dean, you're making me look embarrassed!" Thompson noticed the gazes of passers-by, and slapped Dean's leg in embarrassment.

   Dean is unmoved.

  This little strength is the same as Rao's tickle.

   As for losing face?

   Want to pick up girls.

   You have to be bold, careful and thick-skinned.

   Thompson is a little sullen and sullen, and has a thin skin.

  With this kind of personality, good people can't do it well, and bad people can't get along well, so it must be changed!

   Carrying the little brother.

  Dean noticed a hip-hop girl who was playing with a skateboard clumsily, so he put down Thompson, pointed at her and said, "Little brother, look, I can get her phone number in a minute at most."

  Thompson took a look at his elder brother's appearance and shrugged weakly: "Dean, I know you are handsome, but people's joys and sorrows are different. I can't rely on my face to eat."

   "But the essence is the same. No matter what method you use, you must first let the other party focus on you, so that there will be a story behind."

   After speaking, Dean took the doll mask from Thompson and put it on his face, then took out a coin and walked over.

  The girl was playing very seriously, but she didn't notice that there was an extra person in front of her.

next moment.

  The hip-hop girl bumped into Dean, who deliberately touched porcelain.

  Dean quickly supported the other party with sharp eyesight, and said a little annoyed: "Do you think this is your backyard? You caused me to lose the lucky coin my grandma gave me!"

   "Sorry, sorry." The girl did hear the sound of coins rolling down just now, and apologized repeatedly, but when she looked up and saw the mask on Dean's face, she was startled and forgot to say anything.

"I don't want to be sorry, I just want to find my lucky coin now, that's the only thing grandma left me!" Dean's tone became even more dissatisfied, and then he took out his phone and looked at the time: "My God, I'm going to rush to confess my love to the goddess I have been in love with for ten years, she is leaving Los Angeles tonight, but my grandma left me a lucky coin"

"I'm sorry, sir, how about this, you leave a contact information, go confess first, I'm here to help you find coins, and I'll call you when I find them." The girl looks trendy and has a personality, but her personality is very good, Honestly follow Dean's rhythm.

  Dean took out his mobile phone: "Okay, that's the only way to go. You tell me your phone number, and I'll call you. I hope that losing the lucky coin will not affect my confession."

   To get to the phone at the same time.

   Dean also left a hook.

  Whether the girl can find the broken coin or not.

   Make an appointment next time.

   Dean has excuses.

   Thompson stared dumbfounded at his brother's operation.

   Too shameless.

   Get the girls.

  Dean hooked his fingers towards Thompson, and then walked towards home.

  Thompson hurried to catch up: "Brother, I understand, but if the other party doesn't take the initiative to propose it, or if you propose this method, will they be perfunctory to you?"

"fool!"

  Dean rolled his eyes: "If one doesn't work, just change it, as long as there are a lot of them, there will always be success.

  After success, you can see what kind of character she is.

  Women will have an innate compassion.

   If you are kind, try to make her feel guilty.

  Excellent, you should behave badly, let her change your mind, as for the vain, you have to"

  Dean tirelessly teaches the younger brother his own secrets of how to pick up girls.

   Wait until you get home.

   There was no sadness on Thompson's face.

  He went to study the trick taught by Dean with all his heart.

   "Tsk, there will be another scumbag in the world in the future." Dean lay comfortably on the sofa with a little sense of satisfaction after graduating from preaching.

   Now wait for the system to announce the good news.

  Cozy.

   Dean comes home every time.

   Mom Sheila will definitely make a pan-fried bacon.

  This time is no exception.

  These small details made Dean, who lacked love in his previous life, enjoy it very much, and his restless mind slowly returned to tranquility.

   I have eaten.

   Sinclair hogs the TV.

   It's already November.

   Christmas is approaching.

  In order to satisfy those clients who invested heavily in advertisements, TV stations often invite some popular stars to come on stage for interviews, performances, and satisfy the curiosity of audience fans.

  Sinclair and Sheila are obsessed with a talk show about political stars who complain sharply.

   Dean is not interested in these things.

  He curled up on the sofa, dozing off.

  Thompson is the same way, holding a small notebook and not knowing what to write or draw, secretly smiling at his aunt from time to time, and then looking around furtively, like a little monkey in estrus.

   Mother Sheila sat on the cashmere rug with her arms around Sinclair.

  The mother and daughter watched the talk show and were amused to laugh from time to time.

   Except for the big brother who was fooling around outside and the dead dad.

   This home is very warm at the moment.

   Half asleep and half awake.

  A message finally flashed across Dean's mind:

  【Indirectly kill all the culprits, solve the religious ethics case, experience value +1200】

  【Congratulations on the upgrade, L5→L7, attribute points +2, skill points +2】

  Dean opened his eyes suddenly.

   Upgraded!

  Upgrading from level 5 to level 6 requires 800 experience points, and upgrading from level 6 to level 7 requires 1,000 experience points. It is stable at the interval where the demand for experience points increases by 200 every time one level is raised.

   When Dean was on the way to Del Rio, he gained 600 experience points. Adding this 1200 experience points, it happened to be promoted two levels in a row!

  He looked at the wall clock on the wall and found that it was early morning.

   Mom and the others have already left.

  I also have an extra blanket on my body.

  It seems that Marcus, taking advantage of the darkness, has hung himself on the cantilever of the Christian Cathedral in Arkansas according to Dean's proposal.

  Tomorrow's news headlines, there it is.

   But none of this is about Dean.

   He can now improve himself again!

  (end of this chapter)