Los Angeles Detective Chapter 77

  Chapter 77 Makeup

   Calle Community.

  A little fat guy with dark hair is walking the street with a white girl.

  The girl took a sip of the boba milk tea with a straw in her mouth.

  The little fat man looked aside and smirked.

  The white girl touched her cheek, "Is there something on my face?"

   "No, it's clean."

   "Then why are you laughing?"

   "I don't laugh because you have something on your face, but because I'm with you. What's better than dating the prettiest girl in school?"

   "Wow, Jack, you're so good at pleasing girls."

   "Maggie, I'm telling the truth, only to you."

  Maggie pinched Jack's chubby face, "OK, trust you for now."

  The little fat man smiled even more happily, and boldly held Maggie's hand. His whole body was different, and he felt light when he walked, "Maggie, do you have time this Saturday?"

"Is there a problem?"

   "I want to ask you to watch a movie together."

   Maggie took another sip of milk tea, "What movie?"

   "What movie do you want to see? What genre do I mean?"

   "I don't have a favorite genre, just a good movie."

  The little fat man said, "Leave it on me, and I will definitely find a movie that satisfies you."

   "I'm looking forward to it." Maggie smiled and stopped, "OK, let's send it here."

   "Shouldn't I deliver it to your door?"

   "My dad is at home today, do you want to say hello to him?"

   The little fat man was a little embarrassed, "No... It's not that I don't want to see him, it's just..."

   "I understand what you mean, I'm going back." Maggie waved her hand, "Thank you for the milk tea."

   "See you tomorrow." The little fat man looked at his girlfriend's back and didn't leave until she entered the yard.

  Passing an intersection, a white boy suddenly appeared beside him.

  The little fat man showed a vigilant look, "Andrew, what are you doing here?"

   "Stupid pig, I warned you, stay away from Maggie, you can't understand human language?"

   "Damn it, you pervert are following us."

   "You are the pervert. You look stupid when you go home and look in the mirror. You still have the guts to pursue Maggie."

   "Andrew, you're jealous of me."

   "What? Would I be jealous of you?"

   "Yeah, Maggie likes me, you know it very well, but you just don't have the courage to admit it."

   "Fuck! You disgusting guy." Andrew became furious, and punched the little fat man with a straight fist.

  The little fat man raised his arms to block.

  Andrew missed a hit, and started to move around non-stop, still spouting trash talk, "Trash, I'm going to beat you into a pig's head this time, and see if your idiot brother will come to save you again."

   "You trash, don't scold my brother." The little fat man was also angry.

   "Idiot, idiot, idiot... I will scold you, what can you do?"

   "Beat you." The little fat man gritted his teeth, wanting to teach him a lesson.

  The two fought again.

  Andrew took the initiative to attack, moved flexibly, punched, and has been actively attacking the little fat man.

  The little fat man didn't fight back, he just blocked and dodged.

  Andrew thought that the little fat man was scared, so he fought harder.

  The little fat man's arm hurt a little from the beating, but he didn't give up. He grabbed Andrew's arm at the right time, pinned his right leg to the opponent's foot, exerted strength in his waist, and slammed his body forward.

   Andrew stepped back instinctively, but his right foot seemed to be hooked, unable to move, and his center of gravity fell backwards.

   "Bang!", Andrew fell to the ground, furious and annoyed, "fuck, you are dead!"

   As soon as the voice fell, Andrew felt as if a mountain was on top of him. Someone was pressing on him, and then punched him on the head.

  Andrew wanted to stand up, but was pinned down and couldn't move an inch. He wanted to push the little fat man away, but was punched twice.

   Andrew had no choice but to try to fight back. However, he lay passively on the ground and was severely punched by the little fat man.

   “fuck, I @#￥%&…”

   Andrew was crushed and beaten, and he was about to explode.

  The little fat man punched wildly. Although he didn't know how to do it, he punched very well and showed momentum.

  Daisy's house.

  Luke is cooking in the kitchen humming a ditty.

  Having not seen Daisy for two days, he really misses it.

  Luke is going to cook her a nice dinner.

   Potato goulash, pan-fried salmon, steamed scallops, and a vegetable salad.

   Although Luke is good at cooking, he has a problem, that is, he cooks slowly.

   When he was ready to cook, Daisy just came back.

   Two people sit at the dining table, chatting and enjoying the food.

  Daisy asked concerned, "Is the trip to Heim going well this time?"

   "It went well, I have some good news for you..." Luke was on the verge of speaking, but then retracted.

   "What good news?"

  Luke originally wanted to talk about Cole's arrest, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say, "I found a fun place, and I'll take you there next time."

   "What fun place?"

  Luke laughed, "I heard that private jets have separate bedrooms and bathrooms. Next time, you can try exercising in the sky. It must be very exciting."

   "I bought one from Karma." Daisy held her forehead and smiled, "Then you have to work hard to make money, private jets are very expensive."

"I will work hard."

   The two talked and laughed, time passed quickly.

   Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and the night is another sleepless night.

  The next morning.

   Robbery Murder Division Office.

   Luke sits at his desk eating his breakfast with his head down.

  Both got up late.

  Luke didn't get to eat the breakfast Daisy made himself.

   I bought sandwiches and coffee on the way, and they tasted pretty good.

  Suddenly, a voice sounded in Luke's head [Congratulations to the host for cracking the 'will case', successfully arresting two suspects, and rewarding 20 lucky draw opportunities. 】

  An option menu appears in the mind, the warehouse interface is on the left, and the lottery interface is on the right.

  There are a lot of chances in the lottery draw this time. I don't know if I can get a new card. Luke is looking forward to it.

   Draw!

  The pointer stops, and the selected area lights up and says one thousand dollars.

  Continue to draw...

  Draw 20 times in a row and get 17,000 dollars and three cards.

  Among them, two adventure cards were drawn.

  A new card—precision card, there is a small line of notes under the card [active card (only for pistol use), function unknown]

  Although the function is not specified, it may be related to the shooting accuracy from the literal meaning.

  Luke remembered the last time he chased down the poisonous meal Logan Salmu.

   Logan Salmu shoots at police.

  Luke, Marcus, and a patrolman return fire.

   Logan Salmu was shot, and the bullet trace test results were the bullets fired from the policeman's gun.

  Luke and Marcus get a good laugh from David.

  The probability of winning this time is 15%, which is not bad, better than the 10% last time.

  At this time, the reserve fund in the system warehouse is as high as 44,000 US dollars and 6 reserve cards.

  Adventure Cards, 3 pieces.

   Bullet avoidance card, 1 piece.

  Detection card, 1 piece.

   Precision card, 1 piece.

   Reserve cards and bonuses have increased significantly, giving Luke a sense of security and satisfaction.

   I feel very good.

afternoon.

  Susan walked into the office with a gloomy face, holding a document in her hand, "Everyone stop, I have something to announce."

  She waved the file in her hand, "The forensic doctor's further autopsy report came out.

  The bullet found in the car should be the one that killed Anna, and her autopsy report was fine.

  Anna's son Shuyate's autopsy report also came out. From the analysis of the skeletal scars, Shuyate's head was indeed injured, and his legs also showed signs of fracture. It is true that there is a possibility of a car crash, but it is not fatal.

  His real fatal wound was on his chest, and the ribs next to the heart had obvious marks of being cut by a sharp knife. "

  Little Black Marcus grinned, "Wow, that means Shuart didn't jump off the car and fell to his death.

  The murderer is probably not Tony, but someone who made up the knife! "

  (end of this chapter)

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