Stumped for a moment, Rebecca then burst out laughing. "Do you think I won't recognize you next time?"
Luke also said with a smile, "That's right. Safety first."
He knew how vindictive women could be.
Mr. X, who had just been roasted for ten minutes before being shot in the head, would definitely feel the same way.
Rebecca couldn't help but laugh as she grabbed the flashlight in Luke's hand. She didn't aim it directly at his face, but at his neck. She took a quick look at his face out of the corner of her eye.
Then, she turned off the flashlight and sighed. "You're a lot more handsome than you were in the apartment, aren't you?"
Luke chuckled. "My handsomeness has always been an advantage that I can't hide. I'm also very troubled by it."
Rebecca couldn't help but laugh again.
She suddenly felt that she wasn't so sad anymore with this guy by her side.
Or rather, she didn't have time to think about the sad things.
She turned off the flashlight and tossed it aside. She then touched his shoulder and pressed hard.
But … he didn't move!
Luke found that odd. "What do you think?"
Rebecca couldn't help but laugh again. "What do you think? A man in a bar buys a woman a drink, and she doesn't refuse. What's the meaning of that? "
Luke said, "Does it mean that we can have a pleasant chat?"
"Shut up! You damn brat! "The woman lowered her head angrily.
"… Is that what you mean?" A certain someone asked curiously, and the rest of his words became unclear.
Not far from the beach, waves surged over and over again, crashing against the beach and making the sound of crashing waves for a long time.
…
The sky was dark, and the sea breeze was blowing. The bustling beach fell silent.
On the beach, Rebecca got up and silently put on her clothes on the blanket.
Looking at Luke next to her, she sighed and put on her shoes on the beach.
"Do you want to go for a morning jog?" A voice suddenly rang out.
Rebecca shivered, which was rare for her.
Then, she looked at the man on the blanket. "You're awake?"
Luke shrugged. "That's right. I woke up before you did."
Rebecca was lost for words. "… Then why did you close your eyes?"
Luke said, "What if you want to sleep a little longer? How awkward it is for me to keep my eyes open. "
Rebecca asked, "Isn't it awkward now?"
Luke chuckled. "There's nothing awkward about saying goodbye, right? We're acquaintances now, aren't we? "
After a moment of silence, Rebecca nodded and said, "Okay. Goodbye." She turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait!" Luke shouted.
Rebecca rolled her eyes. "What now?"
Luke stood up and rummaged through his backpack. A card appeared in his hand. "This is my contact information. If you have any problems that are difficult to solve, you can try to contact me. "
Rebecca took the card and stuffed it into her pocket without looking at it. "Anything else?"
Luke shook his head. "No."
Rebecca jumped up angrily and clamped her legs around his waist. "You did that on purpose?"
Chuckling, Luke hugged her and gave her a deep kiss.
After a long time, they separated, and Luke said, "You can walk around. It won't be too late to go back when you're able to face everything calmly."
Rebecca looked at him and nodded. She nodded and jumped off him, turning around and leaving.
In the darkness, her footsteps were a little uneven, and the wound on her right foot hurt, but she was a lot calmer.
Maybe it was time to put the past behind her.
Thinking that, she slowly disappeared into the streets by the sea.
Watching her leave, Luke lay down again and took a sip of a can of cherry juice. He murmured, "I hope you can get over it."
He didn't try to comfort Rebecca. She couldn't get over the pain of her past with words alone.
If it were Luke in a similar situation, he would have to bear the pain in silence until he got over it.
Thankfully, he hadn't, and he would try his best to avoid it in the future.
Lying on the beach before dawn, Luke drank his juice and thought a lot.
At dawn, Luke returned to Wild Jungle and checked in at a hotel.
High up in the hotel, which faced Wild Jungle, he observed everything around it carefully.
He didn't go out at all during the day, and even had lunch in his room.
At night, he set off again.
Today, he didn't go into the bar. Instead, he sat on the side of the road far away from the back exit and watched the passersby like tired tourists.
Everything about the place was fine, except for one thing.
There were too many people.
It wasn't easy for him to find a place to launch the drone.
Getting up and walking to an alley, he nimbly climbed to the top of the building from the outside wall.
In the corner, he took out the drone from his inventory and operated it on his fake phone before it quickly rose into the air.
It was already late at night, and the black drone was not conspicuous. It made very little noise, and no one noticed it amidst the noise of the crowd.
Setting the drone to cruise on autopilot and alert, Luke leisurely took out a can of juice and drank it.
There were no troublemakers tonight. He had enough time and patience to wait for Mr. Pedro.
It was eight o'clock when Pedro finally came back from outside.
Luke began to pack his things, ready to fight the mini-boss head-on.
The more chaotic and sinful a place was, the less he had to worry about, since the police wouldn't care.
But when he was about to go downstairs, he saw the image from the drone, and immediately stopped.
A car that had obviously been modified drove up to the back exit.
Luke didn't even need to look carefully to know that it was an armored car, or a drug truck?
The rear door opened, revealing that the rear compartment was still empty, but it was moving backwards towards the back door.
Was it moving something out of the building? Rubbing his chin, Luke thought to himself.
A moment later, he clearly saw that someone was moving something from the back exit to the car. In less than a minute, they were done, and the car started up.
Pedro, the mini-boss from earlier, also came out. Two SUVs escorted the armored car out.
Luke didn't move for now, and continued to observe.
Ten seconds later, he confirmed the direction of the three cars, and simply ran on the roof.
This was Rio. There were basically no cameras in the slums, and ordinary people couldn't keep up with him in the dark.
By leaping over the rooftops to take shortcuts, he followed the three cars at a distance that was neither too close nor too far away.
The three cars weren't going to downtown. Instead, they circled the slums and stopped in front of a building that looked like a factory.
The back door of the armored car opened, and Pedro and two of his subordinates knocked on the iron door of the building with the things that the car was transporting.
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