The sea was always so close in Rio.
They reached the beach in no more than ten minutes.
There were lights everywhere, and a lot of people were chatting on the beach.
Luke went into a store and bought a few things, before he found a place on the beach with Rebecca on his back.
Spreading out the blanket he had just bought, he put her on it and said with a smile, "Can I buy you some juice?"
Rebecca adjusted her posture and sat on the blanket. "What juice? Give me a bottle of wine."
Luke nodded with a smile. "Okay. Guanara or tree grapes? If you don't like them, there are guava and acerola cherry flavors too. "
Staring at the smiling young man, Rebecca finally nodded helplessly. "Whatever. Also … thank you. "
Luke gave her a can of tree grapes and sat down himself. "You're welcome. It's no big deal."
Neither of them said anything for a long time.
Holding the flashlight in his mouth, Luke examined the medical supplies he had just bought.
Rebecca could be heard sobbing from the side.
Luke didn't disturb her, and simply draped the towel he had bought over her, which could help her resist the cool sea breeze and wipe her tears and snot. It was killing two birds with one stone.
The most he could do for Rebecca was sympathizing with her.
As a detective in the Major Crimes Division of Los Angeles, he had seen too many tragedies in his life.
Rebecca's situation wasn't common, but it wasn't on the list of the ten most tragic.
Also, Rebecca didn't need any consolation.
She had killed her enemy with her own hands, and everything was gone with the wind.
What kind of life she wanted to live in the future depended on her heart. There was nothing anyone could do about it.
He pulled her right leg over and quickly cleaned the wound, before he bandaged it with gauze. "It's done. You're lucky. The bullet only grazed you. It won't be serious. You'll be fine in a few days. "
After a brief silence, Rebecca suddenly said, "Your makeup skills aren't very good, Detective Luke Coulson."
Luke wasn't surprised. He said with a smile, "It's my honor that you still remember me."
Rebecca snorted. "You're the only person I can remember who can easily subdue X, and a young man at that."
In some sense, Rebecca and Luke were walking the same path.
Once he found the target, he would use his superior strength to rush over. He didn't need a lot of supplementary skills, such as makeup and facial recognition.
It had been several months since she met Luke, and he had partially disguised his face, so Rebecca hadn't recognized him at the bar.
After she avenged her sister, she rarely thought about the people and things in the United States, nor did she expect to meet a Los Angeles detective in Brazil.
When Luke suddenly grabbed her and dodged two of Mr. X's attacks, she began to have some suspicions.
It wasn't until she told Mr. X about the last mission that she suddenly recalled Luke's identity.
In the end, just as she was about to die, she opened her eyes, only to find that Luke had silently stood behind Mr. X again.
What else did she not understand?
Although she didn't know why Luke was helping her, it wasn't like he was helping Mr. X.
"Why did you save me?" she asked casually.
Pondering for a moment, Luke replied, "Because you're very pretty, so I want to buy you a drink?"
Rebecca burst out laughing. "Detective Luke, you're always such a sweet talker. But I don't believe you. "
Luke shrugged. "The truth is, I know that you spared my partner at the apartment building, and it wasn't right of me to shoot you. Also, the shot I gave you was a little unfair, so I'll return the favor this time. "
Rebecca sighed. "No, I've killed a lot of people. I've killed many people. Perhaps many of them were innocent. "
"But you think they're bad guys, right?" asked Luke with a chuckle.
He didn't think that this woman had killed too many innocent people, or she would've suspected the Fraternity a long time ago.
After all, she wasn't even willing to kill Luke, a minor detective who had shot her. She would've been even more suspicious if he killed someone else with a clean background.
Judging from the gunfight at the apartment building, Rebecca was an assassin with a bottom line.
Unless it was an emergency, she wouldn't even hurt Donald or Selina to escape.
Of course, it was a good thing that she had hurt Donald and not Selina.
Otherwise, Luke would've saved her tonight, but he would've made her suffer before he took action at the last moment.
Luke was always protective of his own people.
Rebecca didn't know what he was thinking, or she would've taken out her gun.
She simply said with a bitter smile, "But it's a fact that I killed them."
Luke thought for a moment and said, "You can worry about it when someone comes after you for revenge. Don't dwell on the dead. What's most important is to be alive. "
Rebecca was at a loss. "But what can I do if I'm alive?"
Her biological parents had died because of her, and so had her sister.
Her adoptive parents had probably been arranged by the Fraternity. Not only did they have no feelings for each other, but they also had a terrible relationship.
Such a cold family environment made it impossible for her to resist Mr. X's recruitment when she was young.
When she thought of Mr. X and what he said in the end, she was filled with infinite sorrow.
It was impossible for her to have no feelings for Mr. X.
He was cold and powerful, and his appearance was considered handsome. His dressing was also very tasteful.
He brought her out from that adoptive home, gave her great strength, and gave her a lot of money.
But in the end, she realized that it was all lies and malice behind it all.
Thinking that, she couldn't help but feel resentful.
Even if she roasted Mr. X alive, she wouldn't be able to get over it.
She suddenly turned around and lunged at Luke. "Didn't you say that you would buy me a drink?"
Luke found that odd. "Didn't I? Don't the grapes taste good? Then let's change to guava. I heard that's sweeter. "
Rebecca had been depressed, but she couldn't help but chuckle when she heard that. "I'm talking about what you said when you hit on me in the bar."
Luke scratched his head. "You said that you wanted me to save money so that I could buy a girl a soda."
Rebecca was dumbfounded. "F * ck!" (What the heck?)
What kind of brain was that? How could someone like that have a girlfriend?
Lost for words for a moment, she said angrily, "Can you take off your lousy makeup? It's awkward to look at. "
Luke was amused.
Looking at the sky, he estimated that he wouldn't be able to loot the mini boss in Wild Jungle today, so he began to work on his face.
In less than two minutes, he had regained his original appearance except that his skin was still the color of wheat.
Rebecca said, "Shine a light on your face. Let me see."
Luke said with a smile, "You're not going to remember it for revenge, are you?" But his hand didn't stop moving, and he shone the flashlight on his … chin.
Under the illumination of the white flashlight, a twisted grimace suddenly appeared in her line of sight.
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