Luke patted his head and said, "So, it's not a big deal if a girl is stupid. What matters most is that she has a good character."
Joseph immediately noticed the problem. "Didn't you say that it depends on looks?"
Luke chuckled. "Of course you don't want the ugly ones. Of course, we're only talking about pretty girls."
Joseph was lost for words.
After a brief silence, he changed the subject. "Luke, why do you insist that I fight? I don't think girls like that. "
Luke raised an eyebrow and gave him his phone. "Take a video of me hitting the sandbag a few times. Just ten seconds will do."
Joseph didn't understand, but he did as he was told.
Then, after Luke announced the start of the game, Joseph recorded a video of him punching the sandbag.
Luke returned and watched the video. He thought it was fine.
After all, it wasn't a photo. Since he had carefully controlled his expression, he didn't look too bad.
Sending the video to Joseph, Luke said, "Show it to the girls in your school tomorrow. It's best if they're seniors. Ask them if they think he's super handsome."
Joseph was lost for words. I've never seen such a shameless guy before!
No matter how he complained, he did as Luke said the next day.
The result was exactly as Luke had said.
The eyes of the seniors glowed when they saw Luke's video, and some of them even blushed with excitement.
Joseph asked in confusion, "Is he really super handsome?"
The girls all looked at him in surprise. "Of course. Look at his strength and his perfect physique. He's the perfect boy!"
Joseph could only silently put away his phone, turn around, and leave.
The girls wanted him to send them a video, but he turned them down without any hesitation. They were a bunch of shallow women who didn't even have good looks. How could Luke fall for ugly bean sprouts like you?
At the very least, he had to be like Selina.
Selina could tame the Savage Second Sister, had a great figure, and was obedient to Luke. That was the perfect girlfriend!
Before he knew it, the little brother was led onto the right path by his big brother, and he began to understand the problem of girlfriends.
…
His days of fooling his brother and teasing little Cindy were very pleasant.
But five days later, Luke returned to New York on his own.
Seiji's training for his younger brother and visiting his younger sister, Cindy, had come to an end.
His boss, Walter, called and said he had something he needed to do.
Because this was a private mission, Selina, who had taken a long leave to visit her family, didn't need to come back. She could continue her journey back home.
It had been a long time since Luke had taken on a private job in the police department, because he was no longer the insignificant detective he had been two years ago.
Now, he no longer needed to work for private research funds, nor did he need to worry about connections. Most of the cases had nothing to do with superhumans.
The most recent time was when Commissioner Nielsen had invited him to Soderberg's private party, and Nielsen had investigated the framing case.
This time, he naturally didn't accept this private commission because of Walter.
Walter wasn't Dustin. He wasn't that capable.
However, the case sounded interesting, and Luke felt that he could take a look.
When he returned to New York, he didn't waste any time. He immediately dialed a number. "Lindsay, it's Luke. Can you take a look at your cousin now?"
After saying a few words, he drove out and soon arrived at the apartment building at the intersection of West 88th Street and Central Park Avenue on the Upper West Side.
This apartment building was different from the one in Clinton.
It was a high-end apartment on the Upper West Side next to Central Park, and the rent was much higher than the monthly mortgage payments in New Jersey.
Thus, when Luke entered the apartment, he sat down in the public lounge on the side. He didn't show his badge at all, and the security guards wouldn't let him in even if he did.
A moment later, a woman got out of a Maybach and waved for the driver to find a place to wait before she quickly walked over to the apartment.
After entering the apartment, she immediately looked at the public lounge.
Seeing Luke, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand. "Luke, it's great that you're here."
Luke stretched out his hand as well, but she gave him a hug.
Slightly surprised, he touched her arm with his left hand, which he hadn't planned to do at first, as a return gesture. "Lindsay, you should be busy. Let's go up."
It was none other than Lindsay Soderberg, the niece of the mayor of New York.
They had known each other before, but she had always been more reserved and would only shake hands when they met.
But he wasn't here today because of the mayor, but because he was interested in the case itself, so there was no need to be polite.
Stumped for a moment, Lindsay then smiled. "Thank you, Luke."
This didn't have much to do with her, but it had a lot to do with the mayor of New York, and a lot to do with her family.
She was indeed a little anxious. Hearing Luke say that, she thought that someone was being considerate.
Luke didn't care about that. In any case, it wasn't like she hated him.
Wasn't it only right for the other party to be grateful for his private work?
They took the elevator to the 25th floor and arrived at the door of an apartment.
Lindsay took out a room card, opened the door, and entered.
The first thing they saw was a spacious living room. The furniture was quite modern, but messy and sloppy, which was a huge contrast to the apartment.
There was nothing to be embarrassed about. Her cousin, Cook, lived here. "After the incident, to avoid affecting the investigation, nothing here was touched."
Luke hummed in response and raised his hand to stop her. "Wait a moment."
He had put on the yellow polarizing glasses before he came and scanned the living room. At the same time, he activated Sharp Nose and his mental strength.
Ten seconds later, his expression was calm, but he shook his head inwardly. It seemed that he had made a wasted trip.
But he didn't say that out loud. He simply gestured at Lindsay and said, "Let's go. Take me in."
This was her cousin's home. Of course, she couldn't let him look around alone.
Lindsay didn't find it strange.
There were a lot of eccentrics in solving cases. It wasn't like no one had to pray with a cross on their chest before they started work.
It was normal for Luke to daydream the moment he entered the door before he got to work.
Passing through the hall, they saw all kinds of things thrown around on the sofa not far away.
Apart from normal books, magazines, remote controls, and wine bottles, there were also all kinds of electronic toys, enough to make up two sets. There were also expensive women's undergarments for at least three people.
It was clear that Mr. Cook had had a lot of fun here.
Lindsay had been here before. She simply looked away in disgust and didn't say anything.
Luke's gaze, however, paused for a moment on a few spots on the coffee table, which smelled of illegal drugs.
Although the smell was very faint because it had been cleaned up, it couldn't escape his Sharp Nose.
Well, it seemed that the case was basically solved. He sighed inwardly. It was very reasonable for a young master to hallucinate when he was fooling around with a bunch of beautiful women.
Even if Young Master Cook said that he had seen a ghost, many people who had been high said that they had seen it before.
In any case, it was all a hallucination. It was normal to exaggerate it.
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