Maybe he should … do something big on his trip to France?
When Luke came back and prepared for the L.A. vigilante operation, he would accumulate experience and credit points very quickly.
After making up his mind, Luke raised his head, only to see that Selina was still rubbing her belly. He was lost for words. "Are you Peggy? Hurry up and clean up the kitchen. "
Selina reluctantly got up from the sofa and ended her slacking.
Luke took out his phone and called Elsa. "Elsa, I need to talk to you about Sheerah's case."
The call lasted almost twenty minutes, before Luke put down his phone and sighed. "I can only be prepared. Let's hope that we can get something out of this."
At seven the next morning, Elsa drove to Luke's place and picked him up, who was already waiting at the door.
Then, they caught Bobby Max, who looked like a homeless man, in the civilian district in the south.
After talking to him, they took him to a hotel to clean up.
The three of them went to Sheerah's villa. Bobby returned the diamond necklace in person and apologized sincerely before they left together.
In the end, Luke threw Bobby into the small apartment that he had rented and told him to stay there until he returned from his business trip. Then, he drove to the airport.
(Note: Bobby Max is neither important nor unimportant, but the plot dragged on a little. So, I shortened the 5,000 words into 100 words. The original 5,000 words are related to the novel. It's called Outside: Bobby Max, the PR Manager, Joins the Company. If you're interested, you can read it yourself. Don't blame me for watering down the number of words. This paragraph won't be counted in the text.)
By the time Luke and Elsa boarded the plane, there were only twenty minutes left before it took off. They had arrived just in time.
Sitting in economy class, Luke rolled his eyes and paced back and forth in the cabin.
Elsa immediately knew what he was thinking. She couldn't help but ask, "Everything will be fine this time, right?"
Luke nodded. "Trust me. We won't be so unlucky this time."
Elsa was immediately reassured. She was already used to Luke's uncanny instincts.
Hearing that, she yawned, but tried not to fall asleep. She took out her phone and quickly texted Sheerah.
Luke took out something that looked like a tablet and opened a book. He chose the ink-and-wash mode and read it leisurely.
There was a nine-hour time difference between Paris and Los Angeles, and the flight would take eleven to twelve hours. Their evening flight would take them there in the afternoon.
Thanks to the improvement of his Strength attribute, Luke's physique had already far surpassed that of an ordinary person's. Otherwise, the pressure of work alone would have caused him to collapse.
Without a strong enough body, how could he become a police officer?
Which of the veteran detectives in the Major Crimes Division didn't have chronic diseases? Coupled with business trips, staying up late, and irregular diets, most of them had to transfer to administrative jobs after they turned forty.
Plus, once he had [Elementary Self-Healing], he would be able to completely recover his left hand.
At that time, he wouldn't have to worry about physical injuries caused by arresting criminals. He could recover anyway.
What was there to be afraid of? What was there to be afraid of? That his body could not handle it? He could recover anyway.
This ability was a decisive trump card for him to farm experience and credit points.
Without it, he would have the right to stay up late every night and have a trump card to fight criminals.
Other superheroes had it so easy because they had obtained it instantly, regardless of whether it was money or superpowers.
But Luke couldn't.
The rules of the system meant that he would have to spend a lot of time working. His body was his greatest asset in farming experience and credit points.
A moment after they sat down, Luke's temporary neighbors also boarded the plane. He put down the tablet and greeted them with a smile. He then got up and made way for them to sit down.
Elsa was in the seat next to Luke's, and Luke's new neighbors were two beautiful girls. The three of them sat together.
One of the two beautiful girls was much more outgoing. After muttering to her companion for a moment, she couldn't help but switch seats with her companion. She leaned against Luke and started chatting with him.
Luke wasn't bashful at all when a girl took the initiative to talk to him.
Although this girl wasn't as good as the other girl, she was still above average. She was also lively and easy to get along with.
They chatted in low voices, and in the end, the prettier girl was dragged into the conversation. In the end, all three of them talked to each other, but the prettier girl still didn't talk much.
Luke could tell that it wasn't because she was shy or inarticulate, but because she subconsciously kept her distance from strangers.
That wasn't a bad thing for people who went out.
But the girl he was chatting with wasn't much smarter. Luke didn't even try to get information out of her, and she already told him most of her situation.
The girl he was talking to was called Amanda, and she was a sophomore in high school.
The prettier girl was called Kim, and she was Amanda's classmate and best friend.
Their school had been closed for half a month because of the renovation, so they took the opportunity to come to Paris.
Luke had been a detective for a long time, and he noticed a lot of details about the two girls from their casual conversation.
Both of them came from good families and received good education, but they weren't really elite, so they weren't very wary of the outside world.
Kim was a little better. Someone had probably warned her, and she was more vigilant. But she couldn't resist a crazy best friend who leaked secrets.
What she didn't say, Amanda didn't mind at all.
Amanda was a little too friendly. She definitely had a good life in a peaceful society, but Luke was a little worried about her safety when she went out.
But when he heard that the two girls had gone to Paris to stay with their relatives, and that there were elders there, he understood.
In that case, it wasn't a big problem for Amanda to be carefree. Her elders were locals, and would naturally remind her of the things she needed to pay attention to.
However, Luke couldn't help but mention some things that she needed to pay attention to when she was out, such as … not talking to strangers.
Amanda laughed when she heard that. "Are you saying that I shouldn't talk to you?"
Luke shrugged. "Fine, I'm very happy to meet you. But I'm a resident of Los Angeles, after all, and I took the same flight as you. It's not hard to find my information. When you get to Paris, who knows who the strangers you meet will be? "
Kim didn't say anything, but she nodded slightly in agreement.
Amanda simply hummed and clearly didn't take Luke's words to heart. She quickly moved on to other topics.
After chatting on and off for a while, everyone felt that they had talked enough. They covered themselves with blankets and closed their eyes to rest.
After they woke up and chatted for a while, the plane arrived at its destination.
When they got off the plane, the three of them exchanged phone numbers.
Luke said that he had something to take care of, and that he would see if he had time to visit Paris after he was done.
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