Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke shook his head reluctantly, drilled lightly through the open window, and signaled to the two SWAT players who had dragged the middle-aged man.

One of the two SWAT players was Jim. He was a little weird, but still stood the middle-aged man.

Luke stuffed the hamburger bag and the small ticket into the handcuffed hands of the middle-aged man: "Your hamburger delivery has been delivered. Thanks to fifty dollars, you will not receive your delivery tip."

Saying he took away a few banknotes from this guy's table, exactly fifty dollars.

Middle-aged: ...

Jim: ...

A group of SWAT players: ...

Harrison outside: ...

When the middle-aged man was shoved into a police car, Luke took the change in his hand with the helmet and snapped Jim's hand: "Look, you don't need to pay the bill."

Harrison looked weird, but still nodded: "It's okay, it's the guy who ordered the takeaway himself, and everyone at the scene can testify."

Jim was tangled, but still took a few pockets of change and said to Luke, "Thank you."

Luke hehe smiled: "Rest assured, I won't grab your job in the future, I'm not SWAT!"

Harrison rolled his eyes: Are you sorry? Have you shot us a lot of work, haven't you beeps in your heart?

This strange case was over, Luke also resigned from Captain Harrison, and opened his own second-hand Ford.

Jim looked at the far away Ford, and couldn't help but sigh: "His mental quality is really good. I just thought about going to deliver goods, and I was shaking my feet a bit. He was ... too easy."

He consciously touched his pants pocket, where there was a change of fifty dollars that had just been recovered.

Jim himself didn't think of the fifty-dollar takeaway fee.

Harrison glanced at him without saying a word.

This gangster killed more than all the gangsters killed by his team SWAT, can the psychological quality be bad?

On Luke's side, returning home to the sunset.

Opening the door, a man jumped on his back: "Hahahaha, Supres!"

Luke kicked the door with a smile and let go of the car key in his hands, "Yes, what a big surprise!"

"Hey, can you be more honest?" The man on his back was dissatisfied, and lightly beat his head.

Lu Ke helpless: "But this is too difficult! Well, how about going out for dinner tonight?"

"I'm not interested, and I can't drink." Here comes the lack of interest.

"Claire, you're not yet eighteen years old." Luke patted her head backhand. "Although anyone had drunk before eighteen years old, but I can't let this be a benefit to you, OK?"

The man on his back was, of course, Luke's cousin Claire.

When she heard Luke's words, she said angrily: "I just mentioned it casually, and you taught me this old-fashioned way."

Luke carried her back to the living room: "Who can teach you every day when you go to college? I'm just reminding you so that you don't take drinking as a good thing."

Claire: "Okay, you like the truth the most, Robert can't tell you."

Luke laughed lightly and said to Selena, "Why did you take this guy this afternoon?"

Selina was sitting on the sofa, holding a large pot of popcorn, and she ate one by one.

Upon hearing that, she shrugged. "Claire said he was waiting for you, and we went straight back, nowhere."

Luke: "I'll make a big meal for you tonight?"

Selena responded immediately: "Okay."

Claire stunned: "You do?"

She cast suspicious eyes at Selena, which was strange, why wasn't Selena doing it.

Selina pinched her mouth: "All I can do is pig food. If you want to eat, I can give you a special one. Well, first of all, I won't eat it myself."

Claire: "what?"

Luke smiled and shook his head: "Then I'll go to prepare dinner, and Claire will not eat what you make, I don't care."

Then, he patted Claire's head again: "Come down, I'm going to make dinner."

Claire finally jumped reluctantly: "I want to see you cook."

Luke: "It's casual, but you can't mess it up."

Claire: "No problem."

As a result, within a few minutes, Selena heard Claire's shout in the kitchen: "Impossible! You must be lying to me."

"How could my brother suddenly become a chef?"

"Why have you never done it at home?"

"Is Selena really pig food?"

Selina rolled her eyes, continued to check the dossier, and fed the knife and snacks by herself.

Facing 100,000 incarnations of Claire, Luke was not angry and impatient, answering her various questions one by one.

When they were at home, they often did the same. This little monkey hasn't played with him like this for too long.

After forty minutes, Claire followed him out of the kitchen: "Can it really be eaten? Will it not be poisoned?"

Luke groaned for a moment and replied, "Will you wait for me and Selena to eat first, and you watch next?"

Claire resolutely shook his head.

Luke nodded regretfully: "What to drink? Dinner will take half an hour."

Claire: "I'll take it myself."

Luke shrugged, and went to sit down and drink tea.

Claire took the can of Dr. Pepper came out, took a sip, and took a contented nap.

Sitting on the sofa on the side, watching Luke drinking green tea, she sniffed curiously: "It seems pretty fragrant, can I drink a little?"

Luke: "Take the cup yourself and try it a bit."

Claire took the cup with interest, then poured a small cup, drank it and drank it.

Then, she jumped up abruptly, hopping around the room while bouncing, "Ah, it's so hard, why is it so hard! This is the medicine!"

Selina grinned loudly.

Just now she and Luke were silent, just watching Claire's joke.

After drinking caramel carbonated beverages and drinking strong tea, the bitterness is beyond imagination.

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Luke poured the glass unhurriedly, and Selena said, "Pour me a glass too."

He smiled and poured it into her cup, and both laughed and drank tea while watching Claire.

Claire saw the behavior of the two, completely incomprehensible, took the teapot and looked at it for a while: "Is there a sandwich in this pot? Otherwise, what a bitter thing, how can you drink it with interest?"

Selena gave a barbell-like laugh: "Whoever asks you to drink this drink, come drink this? It must be so painful that you cry!"

She certainly wouldn't tell Claire, and she had done similar stupid things.

Now, Selena suddenly felt a sense of superiority-finally, not only did it herself.

After a while, the three moved to the backyard.

Selena and Claire entered the room and changed their bathrobes, and ran to the massage tub.