Super Detective In The Fictional World

by Stayrr

Luke has transmigrated to the United States, but eventually realizes that this United States is different from the United States of his previous life. Here, the superpowers and characters from the movies in his previous life actually exist. How will Luke fare in a world where such terrifying superpowers exist? Fortunately, he has a cheat – the Super Detective System. Join Luke on

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Chapter 163 Inspiration and Clues

Luke nodded his head and slowly stepped in.

The air in the room was stale, probably because the room had been shut for days.

Sheerah seemed uncomfortable. Luke looked at her and said, "You can stay by the door." Then, he slowly circled the room.

Sheerah looked at the young man curiously. She noticed that Luke didn't bump into anything in the room even though he had his eyes closed.

Elsa glanced at Luke and then simply focused on her own inspection.

Ten minutes later, Elsa left the room and shook her head. "I didn't notice anything unusual."

Sheerah was slightly disappointed, but noticed that Luke was still inside, and asked, "Where's your partner?"

Elsa replied lightly, "He usually takes longer."

Sheerah asked, "Why does he keep his eyes closed when he's searching the room?"

Elsa chuckled. "It's a habit. He claims that it helps him build a model of the room in his head as a first impression, and he analyzes it until he finds something suspicious…"

Seeing Sheerah's bewildered expression, Elsa could only switch tactics. "He's looking for inspiration! And keeping his eyes closed helps."

Although Elsa wasn't really convinced herself, Luke had found clues in many cases after using this method, so Elsa could only believe him.

Around ten minutes later, they saw Luke take a mysterious route through the room with his head raised, until he entered the bathroom.

Sheerah gave an exclamation.

Elsa looked at her, and Sheerah explained in a low voice, "My clothes from the other day are still there…"

Elsa chuckled. "Relax, he doesn't have any sort of weird hobbies."

A moment later, Luke left the bathroom, deep in thought.

"Did you find something?" asked Elsa.

Luke nodded his head slightly. "I think I know what happened, but we should check the outside of the house for more evidence. Well, keep this room locked. It's a crime scene."

Sheerah looked at Elsa, who nodded her head. She quickly closed the door.

They exited the house soon after.

Luke asked, "Ms. Sheerah, do you know where the exit for the ventilation duct in your bathroom is?"

Sheerah shook her head, baffled.

It was already a miracle for a big star like her to know where the washing machine was. How would she know anything about the ventilation system?

However, she had many advantages, including wealth.

She simply called a security guard over and had him answer Luke's question.

The security guard was clearly a professional. From what he said, the duct ended under a shed outside the house.

Luke told them to stop. He carefully observed the ground and slowly walked toward the shed, where he kept his eyes closed for a moment.

Then, he returned using the same route. Pointing to a location near the shed, he said, "Don't let anyone go near there. The forensics department will have a lot of work to do."

Then, he said to Elsa and Sheerah in a low voice, "It's clear what happened. Ms. Sheerah, this doesn't involve the supernatural; someone used tricky means to steal your pendant."

Sheerah exclaimed, "Really?"

Luke nodded his head. "If you had called the police and gotten a checkup, you might have found certain psychedelic drugs or sedatives in your system. You aren't haunted by a ghost; you were drugged."

Sheerah found that hard to believe. "How is that possible? How did they drug me in my room?"

Luke thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Forget it. Not bringing the police in was the right call, or they might've thought that you were hallucinating because you were high."

Both Elsa and Sheerah were lost for words.

Elsa asked impatiently, "Exactly what happened?"

As Luke walked, he said in a low voice, "It's very simple. Nobody entered Ms. Sheerah's room, but a well-trained animal can do many things that a human can't, like entering the room through the ventilation duct, drugging you, opening your safe, and stealing your jewelry."

Sheerah found that hard to believe. "Is there an animal as smart as that in this world?"

Luke chuckled. "You may be surprised." This certainly wasn't an ordinary world.

He stopped and looked at the fence.

Glancing around for a moment, he pointed at something and said, "Look at the top of the fence; what's that?".

Elsa narrowed her eyes. "It seems like… some sort of animal hair?"

Luke nodded. "I saw the same hair at the duct exit. There are also vague fingerprints on the ground, but I don't know exactly what the creature is. The hair is also in your room, Ms. Sheerah."

He had barely noticed the hair, even with his Sharp Nose; it was natural that Elsa would have missed it.

Luke asked casually, "Ms. Sheerah, you don't have any cats or dogs in your house, do you?"

Sheerah shook her head quickly. "I'm not a pet person. I'm allergic to their fur. So, nobody in my house, including Meryl, has any contact with cats or dogs."

Luke was well aware of the fact, thanks to his Sharp Nose. He had only asked the question for Elsa's benefit.

Elsa thus officially accepted the case from Sheerah, and the forensics department soon arrived. They were confused by Luke's instructions, but followed them anyway, mostly because Luke was now quite famous.

Word of Luke's feat had gone round the forensics department. After all, thirty bodies had been delivered to the department after the attempted robbery at Nakatomi Plaza.

There was an expert on the forensics team.

He was a handsome, middle-aged man. After examining the black hair from the ventilation duct in the bathroom for a moment, he said, "It's not an ordinary monkey; more likely, it's a chimpanzee."

He searched the bed with a flashlight, and found similar hair. "I'm positive now. This little creature was on the bed. Well, is it really smart enough to open the safe?"

Luke couldn't help but ask, "You can tell what animal it is based on that tiny bit of hair?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and said solemnly, "Yes, I'm very interested in wildlife, including gorillas and chimpanzees."

Luke's interest was piqued. "May I know your name?"

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Chapter 164 Uncle Greyson? Do You Have Fried Bugs?

The middle-aged man raised his hands, showing the gloves on them. "Let's not shake hands. I'm Greyson. I'm only here to help."

Luke said, "Nice to meet you, Greyson. You happen to have the same name as someone I know."

Greyson turned his head. "Oh? Who's that?"

Luke replied casually, "Robert Greyson. He's… kind of my foster father."

Greyson's eyes glittered. "From Texas?" Luke was surprised. "Do you know him?"

Greyson said calmly, "I think I do, if he's a guy from Shackelford."

Then, he looked at Luke with an inscrutable expression. "Luke Coulson? Eighteen years old? Also, if I remember correctly, you were at Westside Houston Police Department a few months ago, weren't you?"

Luke was stunned. "Huh? You are…"

Greyson smiled, and his solemn expression relaxed. He exuded the charisma of a mature, knowledgeable man. "Gilbert Greyson! I'm Robert's cousin. You can call me uncle, but I prefer that you call me Gil or Greyson. I'm more used to that."

Luke said, "…Alright, Greyson." What was this about? Why didn't he know that Robert had a cousin?

Greyson shrugged and said, "Alright, I need to get to work. Call me later."

What else could Luke do except promise to do so?

Elsa found it odd when Luke told her that he would be speaking to Greyson later.

But after looking at the middle-aged man, she remarked, "To be honest, you two do look somewhat familiar, except… well, he's more handsome than you are."

Luke: …I'll be as handsome as him soon!

The forensics department was very efficient in their work, mostly because Luke had pointed out the relevant spots.

Greyson was responsible for several important areas, and the other technicians took care of the rest.

An hour later, Luke left in Greyson's car.

He hadn't gotten his police car yet, and Selina was using his secondhand Ford. He usually got Elsa to drive him.

Greyson put on a pair of rimless glasses and observed Luke. "You're not wearing any valuable accessories, not even a watch, but your clothes cost at least two thousand dollars. Your socks are a regular brand. Are they Nike? You don't seem short of money, but you don't have a car?"

Luke shrugged and said, "I have a car, but my partner likes to discuss cases with me in her car, so I've been taking hers."

Greyson nodded and started up the car. "Where are we going to have lunch? I don't have many things to do on this trip. We can have a nice chat."

Luke thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we go to my place? I'm not a bad cook."

Greyson was rather interested. "Okay. Lead the way."

Luke took out his phone and opened a navigation app, then placed his phone next to the steering wheel.

"Destination: 1033 Gary Street, Westwood District. Distance: 3.3 kilometers. ETA: 7 minutes," said his phone in a gentle female voice.

Greyson looked at Luke's phone curiously and said, "That's not bad. Where did you get it?"

Luke said, "It's modified, based on a surveying app made by Keyhole Inc."

Greyson asked, "Didn't you become an officer right after you graduated high school? When did you learn that?"

Luke said, "Well, it's just a hobby."

Greyson chuckled. They chatted on the way to Luke's place.

After they arrived, Luke asked Greyson to make himself at home. He then made a call in the backyard. "Robert, it's me. Why didn't you tell me that you have a cousin called Gilbert Greyson?"

After a brief silence, Robert said, "We barely talk because of our different personalities."

Luke asked, "But why does he know me so well? He even knows when I graduated, when I became a police officer, and when I went to Houston."

Robert gave in. "Okay, I admit that he helped with your transfer to Houston. So, it's not a surprise that he knows so much about you."

Luke was rather surprised. He hadn't expected that answer at all.

Dazed for a long while, he asked, "Isn't Greyson a forensic technician? How could he help get me transferred to Houston?"

Robert said, "He's a top specialist at the forensics department in Las Vegas, and one of the best experts in the field nationwide. The FBI and CIA invite him regularly to train their staff. He's been involved in many major and important cases. A lot of big shots in the police department and the FBI owe him favors. Do you think that's enough for him to give you a hand?"

Luke said, "…Are you kidding me?" Why didn't Robert have that sort of talent, rather than just winding up as a soldier?

He was aware that it shouldn't be too hard for a top national forensic specialist to pull some strings for a job transfer.

A moment later, Luke said, 'Thanks, Robert."

"Alright, that's enough. Gil and I can never talk without fighting, but I get the feeling that you'll like him. You can thank him yourself!" said Robert impatiently before he hung up.

Luke shook his head.

When all was said and done, Robert was a man who wasn't good at expressing his feelings.

He wasn't close to Greyson, but had asked his cousin for help for Luke's sake. It must've been really hard for him.

Yet, he never mentioned it to Luke. Luke wouldn't have known if Greyson hadn't shown up… Hm, wait, why would someone as busy as Greyson come to Los Angeles?

Did a top specialist of the forensics department in Las Vegas have so much spare time?

Pondering for a moment, Luke returned to the room and smiled at Greyson, who was observing the arrangement in his living room. "Are you hungry? Is there anything in particular you want to eat?"

Greyson thought for a moment and asked, "Can you make fried bugs?"

Luke almost choked, but tried to remain calm. "Well, I can't make that one. Also, I have a female roommate, so I can't bring bugs home as ingredients. How about something more familiar?"

Greyson shrugged. "In that case, just make whatever you're good at."

Luke nodded his head and made chicken and steak in the kitchen.

Half an hour later, the two of them chatted as they enjoyed the steak.

Luke didn't have his guard up against Greyson since Robert trusted his cousin. The man couldn't be a bad guy.

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Chapter 165 Shrink and Observation

After lunch, Greyson stayed and talked to Luke instead of leaving right away.

Luke found that odd. "Is it okay for you to stay here when you're on a business trip?"

Greyson looked at the sky and said, "It's fine. If anyone has a problem, I can just go back to Las Vegas. I don't like business trips anyway."

Luke was rather impressed. Were top specialists all this self-assured?

But it was true that they had every reason to be.

The top specialists of any trade were busy, and they couldn't be bothered with anyone who wasn't happy with them – they didn't have time for everyone, anyway.

Old Greyson, for example, had a dozen cases sent to him from all over the country every day.

It was entirely up to him if he wanted to pick up a case or not.

If he felt like it, he could go on a business trip; if he didn't, he could just turn down the case.

Luke knew that he could probably get to Old Greyson's level after working as a police detective for a couple of years.

By then, rather than being given cases, he would get to pick.

They chatted for so long that they were still there when Selina got home from work.

After Luke told her that Greyson was Robert's cousin, Selina respectfully called him uncle.

Greyson nodded with an inscrutable expression on his face. He glanced at Luke but didn't say anything.

Then, it was dinner for three.

Selina proposed that they have Chinese food, so Luke decided on Yangzhou fried rice, braised beef brisket with tomatoes, and moo shu pork, which were the more popular dishes in America.

Of course, they were the modified versions which suited American tastebuds more.

Thus, there was no black fungus in the moo shu pork and no shrimps in the Yangzhou fried rice.

Greyson was truly surprised this time.

Making steak and roast chicken wasn't anything surprising.

Any American who knew how to cook could make that sort of food, though the quality would certainly vary from person to person.

However, most Americans were too impatient to make the sort of Chinese dishes that Luke was making, and found them tricky and unnecessary.

After tasting all of them, Greyson's expression turned even stranger.

Even though Greyson had barely eaten any Chinese food before, he could tell how good the dishes were from the look, smell and taste.

Luke wasn't exactly on the level of a chef, but for a regular person, he was a great cook, and could totally work as one.

After dinner, Greyson even talked to Selina for a while, before he finally left in his car.

When Greyson left, Selina asked, "Huh? Why did your uncle suddenly show up?"

It was unusual for Americans to visit relatives whom they weren't familiar with.

Luke shrugged and said, "I asked Elsa to investigate my beloved uncle in the afternoon. Other than being a forensic specialist, a zoologist and a pathologist, he's also a psychology expert."

There was a mysterious smile on his face as he spoke.

Perhaps, Old Greyson was the skilled and trustworthy shrink that Robert kept bringing up.

Greyson, for that matter, was deep in thought, too.

After observing Luke for a whole afternoon, his feelings were quite complicated.

Luke was a man of contradictions.

He was young, but he was quite mature.

He was physically very robust, but had a composed manner.

He was very courteous, but sometimes told bad jokes.

He had killed a lot of people, but wasn't like any of the sociopaths that Greyson had encountered.

After Greyson returned to his lodgings, he called Robert. "It's me."

"How did it go?" Robert asked nervously.

After a brief silence, Greyson said, "Well, I'd need more time to do a proper check, but for now, I don't see anything wrong with him. He's perfectly normal."

Robert smiled bitterly. "Gil, he's only eighteen, but he's killed almost a hundred people in half a year. Do you know how long it took me to recover after I killed a terrorist for the first time?"

Greyson certainly did. He had been partly involved in Robert's therapy after the latter retired from the army.

Nobody knew how traumatized Robert had been back then better than Greyson.

After another brief silence, Greyson said, "At the risk of bruising your ego, I'd like to point out that he's a lot more mature than you, even though he's only eighteen. You just can't compare him with you. Also, did you know that he's a good cook? He isn't one of those people who follows a recipe or puts the ingredients in the oven or microwave, and the food's ready to go. What he makes is decent Chinese food. I saw how he used the pot so skillfully. Wow. But he told me that was just the basics for a Chinese cook. What could you make when you were eighteen? Heat milk or pizza in the microwave?"

Robert got angry. "Could you make Chinese food when you were eighteen? What else can you make besides your bloody fried bugs?"

Greyson argued, "Fried bugs are very delicious; you just lack the courage to enjoy them. Fine. Putting that aside, I just wanted to tell you that your foster son is different from us. Perhaps he's a natural-born detective!"

Robert sighed and said, "Alright, then."

Greyson added, "I'll keep an eye on him. If possible, I'll check in on him every couple of months. You can trust me. I'm a professional."

Robert said, "Alright, you're the best. But… don't let anything happen to him."

After a brief silence, Greyson said, "I won't."

At that moment, Luke had already fallen asleep.

The next day, Selina drove Luke to the police department.

Elsa asked casually, "How did it go with your uncle?"

Luke thought for a moment and said, "He's a smart senior. You can tell him all your worries."

Elsa glanced at him. "Seriously?" The seniors in her family were all annoying.

Luke nodded with a smile, but secretly added, That is, if he has enough patience for you; otherwise, he'll just tell you to go to hell.

"How's it going with Sheerah's case?" He changed the subject, reluctant to talk about his family anymore.

Elsa wasn't a nosy person either. She said, "We have some leads, but he's hiding south of USC. We can't locate him right now."

Luke asked, "You've found a suspect?"

Elsa gave him a file.

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Chapter 166 Good Mood and Great Food

Luke read the file. "Bobby Max, an… animal tamer in a circus? Well, that's fun. He's good at taming animals and getting them to perform?"

Luke had some doubts. "As a professional, he earns at least 200,000 dollars a year, right? Why would he steal a diamond pendant?"

Elsa grimaced and said, "I called Sheerah. She told me that this Bobby once confessed his feelings for her, but she rejected him."

Luke was lost for words. Seriously? Bobby wasn't on the same level as Sheerah at all.

Of course, that wasn't important. The important thing was that his job was hardly what a girl would like; Sheerah certainly wouldn't, given how she was allergic to animal fur.

Reading the rest of the file, Luke shook his head. "It seems that he gave up his life for love."

Bobby was good at his job, and had been living a decent life.

But after developing an obsession with Sheerah, he quit his job to pursue her.

With no income, he used up his savings in a year.

There was no telling what Bobby was doing now to make a living.

But the man was keeping himself warm and fed at least, if the chimpanzee was stealing things for him. His life couldn't be too hard.

After all, few people would call the police if they lost a handful of bucks or some fake items, since the police usually didn't have time for such trivial cases.

Luke stood up and said, "Let's go try finding this guy."

Elsa was surprised. "Are you sure?"

Luke said, "It won't hurt to try. We've got nothing better to do anyway."

Elsa realized that did make sense. She stood up and left to get her car.

Luke, on the other hand, had his own plan.

Bobby's ability might be useful to him.

He had never met Bobby before, but he had smelled Bobby's chimpanzee, which carried Bobby's scent.

It wasn't easy to locate the man in a city as big as Los Angeles, but the file mentioned the area where Bobby was most active.

All Luke needed to do was patrol the main streets in the area and see if he could detect Bobby's scent or his chimpanzee's smell.

After an hour's drive, Luke and Elsa finally reached the district.

It was a district with decrepit buildings and a problematic community. There was no telling how many crimes had happened here, nor was it possible to investigate all of them.

Looking at the environment, Luke was abruptly struck by an idea: Should he start his career as a vigilante here?

L.A.'s crime rate had always been high. It was one of America's cities of sin.

The Hollywood district where Luke was stationed was the territory of the rich, so it was safer there. The civilian neighborhoods south of USC, however, weren't as peaceful.

But that was a good thing for Luke. His mood picked up.

He looked out the window greedily, as if he were looking at a garden full of fruits.

Elsa and Luke roamed the streets. At noon, Luke said, "Let's go. That's enough for today. I'll buy you lunch."

Elsa found that odd. "Why?"

Luke went with a believable excuse. "Because I'm happy I met my uncle."

Elsa was suspicious. "Are you that close to your uncle?"

Luke chuckled. "Well, he's my goal. One day, I'll turn down whatever's not to my taste, just like him."

Elsa agreed with him. "That's true. Your uncle's a top specialist in the country. You have one more person who's got your back." She stopped, or else it would sound like she was jealous of Luke.

Luke didn't really care. Who was his true patron? Tony Stark, of course!

How could he have transferred to LAPD if it wasn't for Tony Stark?

Who would dare investigate him? If they found out that it was Tony Stark who sent Luke here, would they have the courage to arrest him?

Soon, Elsa drove to the destination on Luke's map. She was suspicious. "Is there good food here?"

Luke picked up the phone and tapped the navigation bar, and a gentle female voice said, "Destination: Home Taste Tea House, a one-star Michelin restaurant."

Elsa was reassured after hearing that it was a Michelin restaurant.

Even though the food might not be to her taste, its quality was guaranteed.

Elsa was quite unused to the hustle and bustle when they entered the place.

Unlike most American restaurants that were usually quieter, the customers in the tea house didn't bother keeping their voices down.

Since there were a lot of people in the place, it was rather noisy.

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Chapter 167 Headhunting and New Mission

Dustin couldn't help but curse. "Damn it! Couldn't you have come sooner? I'm almost done here."

Elsa didn't really care. She was too familiar with Dustin to feel upset. "Then I'll take them back for my dinner, okay? They're specialties from a Michelin restaurant."

Dustin said, "Hm, I suddenly feel like I have more space in my stomach. Right, why did Luke buy you lunch?"

Elsa replied, "He said that he was happy because he met his uncle."

Dustin nodded and said, "Okay, you can go now."

Elsa quickly left.

Dustin was secretly relieved when Elsa left. "Well, thank god it wasn't because of the personal reward."

Suddenly, Elsa was back. "Boss, is there a new case… Huh? What personal reward?"

Dustin said solemnly, "Oh, I was talking about the last case. Takagi donated a large sum of money for us to upgrade our cars and communications, so Luke will probably get a new car. You're fine with that, right?"

Elsa said, "He deserves it. Actually, it'll be great if he has his own car. I feel like I'm his driver right now."

Dustin was lost for words. A moment later, he asked, "You're looking for a new case?"

Elsa said, "I don't have any important cases on hand right now. Do you have any new ones?"

Dustin thought for a moment, then found a file on his table. "You and Luke can start investigating this case tomorrow."

Elsa read through the case for a moment, then raised her head with a suspicious expression on her face. "Boss, you want us… to investigate this case?"

Dustin signaled to Elsa, and she immediately locked the door.

Pondering for a moment, Dustin said, "To be honest, this case is meant to keep you and Luke away for a while. You might not know this, but the case in Nakatomi Plaza is getting tricky."

Elsa found that odd. "But weren't all the robbers caught?"

Dustin shook his head. "The FBI is demanding we release the robbers to them with the claim that Hans has links to terrorist activities, which is justified. Nobody knows what else Hans has done. If the FBI uncovers more of his crimes, it'll be possible for them to make up for their mistakes at Nakatomi Plaza."

Elsa understood that, but still found it odd. "But how is Luke involved?"

With a bitter smile, Dustin lowered his voice, even though his office door was shut. "Our director heard that they want to recruit Luke."

Elsa's mouth dropped open. "What? How is that possible?"

Luke could become a police detective because of Tony Stark's connections, but the demands to become an FBI agent were much higher.

To become an FBI agent, one had to boast a clean background, a college degree, various specialties, and multiple years of experience in the police system as well as a remarkable track record.

Of course, there were special hires in the FBI, too. For example, Luke's uncle could easily get a job there since he was a specialist.

But why would the FBI make an exception for Luke, who had only been a police officer for half a year?

Elsa found it inconceivable.

Dustin, however, said solemnly, "I heard that Luke caught the eye of a particular FBI captain during a joint operation. The captain mentioned Luke in his report and put him on a list of promising talents."

Elsa was rendered speechless.

Given Luke's past performance, there was enough reason for the FBI to pull him in.

If they could recruit Luke, the FBI would be credited with solving the Nakatomi Plaza case since it was "their" agent who had played a major part in it.

Even if everybody knew that Luke hadn't been their agent when the case happened, they could still write it in their report.

Elsa couldn't help but curse. "Sh*t! Those guys are good at playing tricks!"

Dustin smiled bitterly. "So, just take him away. Consider it a trip."

Noticing Elsa's hesitation, Dustin offered more. "Don't worry about your case. This will be good for you."

Dazed for a moment, Elsa said, "Are you saying…"

Dustin said, "I'm saying nothing. This is nothing more than a holiday. If you have a boyfriend, tell him to spend ten days in France with you, though he has to pay for himself. How does that sound?"

Elsa gnashed her teeth. "I don't have a boyfriend! I only want to know if we'll get a special allowance for this trip."

Dustin hesitated and said, "We can give you twenty dollars per day."

Elsa was lost for words. "Fine. Don't call me when I'm there. International calls are expensive. It'll be a holiday for me."

Dustin nodded his head.

He secretly thought that if he had to, he would call Luke, who was much richer than Elsa after receiving whatever reward Takagi gave him.

Elsa made up her mind to enjoy her holiday away from Luke.

It wasn't a bad idea to spend a few days with an exotic man.

Only an idiot would bring a boyfriend from Los Angeles to France. That was too expensive!

Thus, Luke soon received the notification that he would be going to France the next day.

Luke didn't know how to respond to the message.

Since he was going to France the next day, he immediately went home and packed for the trip before it got dark.

Then, Luke took a taxi to the slums that he had visited in the morning, and soon found a rundown apartment building.

Luke was wearing a black cloak. Even his face was covered with a mask.

He quickly climbed up to the roof and approached what appeared to be a shed.

The shriek of an animal broke the stillness on the roof.

Luke sped up, and when he reached the shed, he picked up a wooden stick and broke the door with it.

Inside the shed was a homeless man, who gazed at him with a stunned expression.

Luke grinned. "Let's make a bet. I bet that you can't beat me."

Saying that, he hit the man in the head, and the man immediately passed out.

Luke checked the system notifications and shook his head. "As I thought, it isn't enough."

Picking up a nearby bottle, he splashed some water on the man's face to wake him up.

Then… bam!

As soon as he woke up, the man passed out again.

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Chapter 168 Dad Is Still Dad

Luke was rather regretful that it didn't work out. He could only try again later.

He tossed the wooden stick away and stuck a tracer to the man's clothes before he quickly left.

When he returned home and saw Selina, who had just gotten off work, he told her that he was going to France the next day.

Selina's eyes widened. She couldn't believe it. "Why? Why don't I get the chance to go to France? Ah, I want to visit the Champs-Elysees!"

Luke touched her head and said, "Trust me. You'll be able to go there very soon, and buy whatever you want."

Selina looked at him, unconvinced. "Are you dreaming? I'm so poor that I can't even keep myself full for now…" Suddenly, she burped.

Luke said, "Put your chocolates do before you say that. There's no way you'll starve with that."

Selina said pitifully, "But I'll have to eat bloody hot dogs when you're away. Why are hot dogs everywhere in Los Angeles?"

Luke rubbed her head and said, "Alright, alright. I'll make some food for you right now. You can just heat it up when you want to eat it."

He then went into the kitchen.

There were two advantages to having their own villa.

Firstly, they could do their Brazilian jiu-jitsu training in a room or the backyard, and didn't have to rent a room in the martial arts club anymore.

Secondly, Luke didn't need to worry that his neighbor would call the police when he was making food.

It really was no joke.

There was so much smoke when he cooked that anyone else might think that the house was on fire.

If the firemen came to put it out, they would certainly wreck a lot of things, and they wouldn't pay for the damages.

Even more unbelievably, Luke would have to pay the firemen instead when they sent him a bill the next day.

The costs were so high that many poor people would rather let their houses burn to the ground than call them.

In a great mood, Luke went to the kitchen and whistled as he cooked with whatever ingredients there were in the fridge.

The fridge here was twice as large as what he had before, and there were enough ingredients to make food that would keep Selina from starving for two weeks.

Luke quickly prepared the food.

He made fifty cupcakes first and packed them into small bags so that Selina could have them anytime.

He then roasted four chickens and put them in the fridge. Selina could just heat them up in the microwave and they would be ready.

The final dish was the main course for tonight. Luke stewed beef in a big pot for a while, before he put diced potatoes inside. He then waited for another twenty minutes.

Selina was already drooling hard.

The braised beef with potatoes smelled too good.

It was supposedly a Russian favorite, but any American foodie would like it, too.

After everything was done, Luke made a salad.

Luke then moved the pot of braised beef with potatoes to the table, filled two bowls with rice from a small cooker, and poured some of the yellow and black sauce from the beef onto the rice.

"Alright, this is what we're having tonight. Braised beef with potatoes on rice," said Luke, who had already started eating.

The presentation wasn't fantastic, but the dish tasted great. Luke could eat two bowls in a row in his previous life.

Selina couldn't hold back anymore. She took a mouthful, and even though it was burning hot, she was reluctant to spit it back out.

Luke enjoyed the meal.

He had been in L.A. for a while, and since he always had spare time to cook, he had never bothered to make this particularly simple dish before.

But since he was about to go on a trip, and the fridge was big enough, he thought of this dish, which was designed for lazy people.

Rice with a spoonful of hot braised beef and potatoes on it was enough to keep anyone full.

It was a good thing Luke's rice cooker was too small to cook more rice, or Selina would've been too full to move again.

After dinner, Luke simply said, "The dishes are yours."

With a silly smile, Selina said in satisfaction, "Don't tell me such a sad thing yet. Let me enjoy myself a little while longer."

Selina was used to lying on the couch once she was full for at least half an hour before she did anything else, like doing the dishes or watching TV.

Luke enjoyed tea on the couch while he checked the system notifications.

System: You have defeated Bobby Max and have received a list of his abilities.

Bobby Max's abilities: Basic Taming, Basic Animal Raising… Elementary Mental Communication (X-gene; Prerequisite: 20 Mental Strength and 10,000 credit points. Temporarily unavailable)

Luke wasn't ecstatic, but he was in a good mood nonetheless.

Bobby had an X-gene, and his familiarity with animals was an invaluable mental ability.

The cost of the ability meant that it was certainly a good one.

However, the prerequisite to learn it was 20 Mental Strength, which was quite tricky.

Also, Luke had tried to see if he could take advantage of a loophole in the system. He knocked Bobby out twice in a row, and even made a bet with him before the first time.

But it clearly only counted as one time in the system.

The bet and the second hit weren't acknowledged at all, so Luke was unable to learn Elementary Mental Communication.

The system clearly couldn't be tricked; deception was meaningless in front of it.

Luke had other ideas, but he had to wait until the next day to test them out.

At the very least, he now knew what Bobby's ability was, and it was just a matter of time before he could learn it.

In the meantime, Luke had come up with other guesses of his own.

Once his three basic stats were all above 20, the prerequisites for many elementary abilities would be met, and he would need a lot of credit points to purchase them.

The common elementary abilities were around a thousand credit points, and the special ones could be more than ten thousand. They were very costly.

For example, Elementary Self-Healing and Elementary Mental Communication, which were both based on X-genes, would use up twenty thousand credit points alone. That was much more than what he currently had.

Luke had already foreseen this.

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Chapter 169 Temporary Beautiful Seatmate

Should he go for something big on the trip to France?

When he returned, he could start his preparations to become a vigilante in Los Angeles. His experience and credit points would definitely skyrocket.

After making plans, Luke raised his head, only to see that Selina was still rubbing her belly. He was lost for words. "Are you a pig? Go clean up the kitchen now."

Selina got off the couch reluctantly.

Luke called Elsa. "Elsa, there's something that I need to talk to you about with Sheerah's case."

After about twenty minutes, Luke put down the phone and sighed. "I can only go with Plan B now. Let's hope I can get what I want in the end."

At seven the next morning, Elsa drove her car to Luke's house and picked him up.

They then apprehended the homeless Bobby Max in the slums in the south.

After talking to the man, they checked into a hotel so that Bobby could clean himself up.

Then, they went to Sheerah's villa. Bobby returned the diamond pendant and apologized to her.

In the end, Luke left Bobby at his previous apartment, which he hadn't canceled the lease for yet, and told him to stay there until Luke got back from his trip. Then, he finally went to the airport.

Luke and Elsa boarded twenty minutes before the plane was scheduled to take off. They were just in time.

Sitting down, Luke narrowed his eyes and looked around.

Elsa knew what he was doing. She couldn't help but ask, "Is everything fine this time?"

Luke nodded his head. "Trust me. We can't be so unlucky every time."

Elsa was immediately reassured. She knew how reliable Luke's instincts were.

She yawned, but resisted falling asleep. She sent a text message to Sheerah.

Luke, on the other hand, took out a tablet and started to read an e-book.

It was eleven to twelve hours by plane from Paris to Los Angeles. Given the time difference, they would be arriving in the afternoon after taking off in the evening.

Luke's body was much stronger than an ordinary person's, or he would've collapsed under this sort of work pressure.

Most of the old detectives of the Major Crimes Division suffered from chronic conditions and had to quit field work after turning forty.

In any case, once he got Elementary Self-Healing, Luke would be able to heal his left hand.

By then, he wouldn't be scared of physical wounds at all, since he could just heal them.

Mental pressure would be nothing for him, too.

Elementary Self-Healing was the most important trump card for him.

With this ability, he would be able to fight criminals every night without worry.

Life was easier for other superheroes because they had wealth or super abilities, but Luke didn't.

He had to work hard within the rules of the system, and his greatest asset was his health.

Shortly after Luke and Elsa sat down, Luke's seatmates boarded the plane. Luke put down his tablet and smiled at them.

Elsa was in the seat across the aisle, and Luke's new seatmates took the middle and window seats next to him.

His new seatmates were two beautiful girls. One of them was more outgoing. She murmured something to her friend and changed seats with her so that she could chat with Luke.

Luke certainly wouldn't pass up the opportunity to talk to a beautiful girl.

Although the girl he was talking to wasn't as beautiful as the other one, her looks were certainly still above average, and she was very approachable.

They chatted in low voices. In the end, the more beautiful girl joined their conversation, too, except that she didn't talk as much as the first girl.

Luke could tell that she wasn't shy or inarticulate, but just subconsciously keeping a distance from strangers.

It wasn't a bad thing for someone who was on a trip.

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However, the other girl was much less guarded. She revealed a lot about herself even when Luke didn't deliberately ask her anything.

The girl who talked to him first was called Amanda. She was a high school sophomore.

The more beautiful girl was Kim. She was Amanda's best friend.

Their school was shut down for half a month because the teaching building was being renovated, so the girls had seized the chance to take a trip to Paris.

After being a detective for a long time, Luke noticed a lot of details about the girls.

They had decent and not truly elite education, and weren't really wary of the outside world.

Kim paid more attention to her privacy and safety, while her bestie just blabbed everything

Whatever Kim kept to herself, Amanda would just reveal unconcernedly.

Amanda must have led a sheltered life all this time, and Luke was somewhat worried about her safety now that she was far away from home.

But he was reassured after learning that the girls would be staying with an older family member of Amanda's in Paris.

If that was the case, Amanda had every reason to be carefree. Her relative would warn her of what she should pay attention to.

However, Luke still couldn't help but tell her certain things that she should avoid, such as… talking to strangers.

Amanda was amused. "Are you saying that I shouldn't be talking to you?"

Luke shrugged and said, "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. But I live in Los Angeles anyway, so it's easier for you to verify my identity. You won't be able to identify strangers as easily in Paris."

Kim didn't say anything, but nodded slightly in agreement.

Amanda obviously didn't consider it a big deal. She soon jumped to other topics.

They chatted on and off for a while, until they were tired and closed their eyes to get some rest.

After they woke up, they talked for another while, until the plane landed.

They exchanged numbers when they disembarked

Luke told her that he was on a work trip, and that he wasn't sure if he would have time to visit Paris with them after he finished his job.

Amanda felt somewhat regretful, but not too much.

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Chapter 170 Oh, My English Is Bad

After saying goodbye to the two beautiful girls, Elsa and Luke waited for a cab outside Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Elsa teased him. "It seems you've found someone on this Paris trip. That bubbly girl suits you very well."

Luke smiled. "Dream on. We had a nice chat on the plane, but that's it."

Elsa was amused. "Whatever you say. Let's report to the police department first. The rest of the time is all yours."

At that moment, a cab arrived, and a man in glasses staggered out and threw up in a dustbin.

Elsa and Luke didn't think anything of it. Carsickness wasn't unusual.

But they took a whiff of the cab when they got in. There was the vague smell of vomit, but they couldn't find any traces of it.

The driver was a man with short hair. He turned his head and asked earnestly, "Are you in a hurry?"

Looking at the man, who had a scar over his left eye, and recalling the carsick passenger who had just gotten out, Elsa and Luke both felt a strange sense of deja vu.

Both of them said, "No, please drive at a normal speed."

The driver shrugged regretfully. "Oh, what a shame."

The corner of Luke's eye twitched. "A cab driver I met in New York once asked me a similar question."

The driver had already started the car. He grinned and asked, "Hm? Then what?"

Luke said, "Then, I could barely stand when I got out of the cab after I arrived."

Elsa remarked, "You were better than me. I threw up."

Stunned for a moment, the driver burst into laughter. "Haha. That must have been fun."

Looking at the cab driver's back, Luke suddenly asked, "Your license plates can be switched out, can't they?"

The driver laughed. "What are you talking about? My English is bad. I can't understand you."

Luke rolled his eyes. "I don't care if you can understand me, but I'm telling you this: no speeding, because we won't pay any extra money. Even if it can fly like a plane, just keep your cab at eighty miles an hour."

After a brief silence, the driver argued meekly, "But the speed limit on this road is a hundred miles…"

Luke was lost for words. "If so, just drive at the lowest speed allowed."

The driver cackled, and felt like he had somehow been seen through.

After being a police officer for a long time, Luke could easily tell how unique some people were. For example, this cab driver had a similar vibe to Bell.

After giving the driver advanced warning, Luke looked into the rearview mirror and saw Kim and Amanda. They were talking merrily and taking a photo at the cab stop.

Then, a decent-looking young guy volunteered to take a photo for them with a smile. They then started chatting with each other.

When Luke's cab left, Amanda, Kim and the guy were still talking.

Luke wasn't bothered, since Amanda was clearly happy to talk to anyone.

Well, anyone who wasn't ugly.

The more handsome the guy she chatted with, the happier she was.

When the cab entered the downtown area, Elsa suddenly asked, "Should we stay at the same hotel?"

Luke thought for a moment and said, "We should split up since we're here for fun. I don't want to be a third wheel."

Elsa said with relief, "Put me down in front. I'll walk. I'll send you a text message after I check in."

It would be awkward for her to go out and have fun if Luke was with her.

If Luke wasn't with her, she would just be a regular person. Nobody would know that she was a police officer.

The driver silently stopped the car hundreds of meters in the front.

Luke said, "Give me your card."

The driver said, "Huh? I can't understand

you."

Luke said, "Do you want me to call the police officer over there?"

Noticing the disdain on the man's face, Luke realized after a moment's thought that the man wasn't scared of the police.

He tossed what looked like a yo-yo into the driver's seat. It flew around the driver's hands and tied them together.

Luke said with a smile, "Tell me, can you get away if I ask the police officer to check your driver's license?"

The driver struggled for a moment, then said, "Fine, I give in. I'll give you my card."

Luke chuckled. "Okay, Daniel. I'm sure a good driver like you must be famous in Paris."

System: You have defeated Daniel and received a list of his abilities.

Daniel's abilities: Elementary Driving…

The man's face changed. "You know me?"

Luke chuckled and retrieved the yo-yo. He then patted Daniel's shoulder and said, "This is my tip for you."

Daniel smiled when he heard the pleasant sound of money. He accepted the hundred dollars.

It was too little as cab fare, but rather generous as a tip.

A moment later, Elsa left with a card and said goodbye to Luke.

Looking at Elsa, who was already wandering the streets of Paris, Luke said, "Daniel, give me your card, too."

After a brief hesitation, Daniel gave him another card. "I'll charge more if you call for my cab."

Luke asked, "How much do you charge?"

Daniel rolled his eyes and said, "Five hundred euros each time, separate from the cab fare."

Luke nodded his head and said, "Okay, that sounds fair."

Daniel was lost for words. "Huh?" He had intentionally proposed an outrageous price, but the passenger thought that it was fair? Had he run into an idiot?

But recalling how Luke had tied his hands up just now, he immediately dismissed that notion.

Ten minutes later, Luke was wandering around the streets of Paris in a relaxed manner, observing the city as if it were a cornfield.

Paris was famous for its beauty, but not many people knew that it was also a city with a high crime rate. This was an unavoidable problem in any metropolis.

Petty theft and larceny happened everywhere, and they couldn't escape Luke's Sharp Nose.

If a man was carrying a couple of wallets that had different smells, it was highly unlikely that his friends had given him their wallets to buy dinner for them, right?

Walking along casually, Luke kicked a random pebble at a thief who had just discreetly fished out a purse. The thief cried out in pain, and the purse in his hand slipped back into the pocket of the completely clueless girl whom he had just pickpocketed.

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Chapter 171 Business and Bet

Luke smiled.

As he thought, the Super Detective System wasn't restricted to America, nor was it limited to his identity as a police officer.

It was simply a system on the side of justice.

As long as he stopped crime, he would earn experience and credit wherever he was and whether or not other people saw it.

He had already had this theory back in New York.

Under the American police system, he had only been an ordinary person in New York, but he had still been able to earn experience and credit when he dealt with criminals.

Paris, I'm here!

A moment later, Luke checked into a hotel.

Daniel had recommended this hotel, and had said that it was quite good.

Paris's 16th arrondissement was where the middle class and the rich lived. A hotel here was a lot safer than one in any of the other districts. Although it was slightly expensive, Luke could still afford it.

After making an inquiry with the receptionist and taking a look at a few rooms himself, Luke finally booked one of the rooms.

Thanks to his clean and charming appearance, the French lady who showed him the rooms smiled and was patient the entire time.

Of course, it was also because Luke wasn't picky about the rooms.

He simply surveyed the rooms in silence, unlike some other guests who would start complaining when they examined the rooms.

After seeing three rooms, Luke chose one on the second floor. It was the cheapest room, since there was a dark alley right below it which gave the room a dreary feel.

The French lady wasn't surprised by Luke's choice.

This room wouldn't be so cheap if it wasn't for the gloomy alley.

And Luke looked like someone who had just graduated from high school; it was understandable if he didn't have a lot of money.

After renting the room, Luke left the hotel with a backpack.

If his plan worked out, he wouldn't need to spend his own money in Paris.

Luke was relaxed as he looked around him.

This was where the rich were gathered. Each of the houses here easily covered two hundred square meters.

This land size was certainly a luxury in Paris.

Luke took a turn onto another street.

As he was wandering around, he suddenly saw the door of an apartment building not far away open, and two girls surrounded by several men then got into a car.

Luke glanced at them, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Thinking swiftly, he abruptly realized that he recognized the two girls!

Thanks to his experiences as a detective and his dynamic vision, his reaction was pretty quick.

The clothes and body proportions matched that of the two girls whom he had met on the plane, Amanda and Kim.

Though their faces were blocked by the men, Luke was certain that he was right.

Luke ran toward them.

The men were quite fast. They got into the car, closed the doors, and drove off in under ten seconds.

By the time Luke started to run, the car was already far away.

The situation felt even more off.

Most people wouldn't start up their cars in such a hurry unless it was an emergency.

By the time he rushed to the apartment building, the car had disappeared around the corner at the end of the street.

Luke took a deep breath, and confirmed that he could smell Amanda and Kim!

He thought for a moment, then called the number on the card that he had gotten earlier. "Daniel, you have a customer. Come pick me up."

Daniel started to protest, but Luke interrupted him without any hesitation. "I'll pay you five hundred euros in addition to the cab fare."

Two minutes later, Daniel's cab stopped next to Luke. He smiled. "Hey, rich guy, I ditched another customer in order to pick you up…"

Luke got in the cab and threw five hundred euros at him. "Don't drive too fast. I'll tell you when to turn left or right."

Daniel checked the money quickly and grinned. "Okay, no problem."

Luke opened the window and activated his Sharp Nose. "Turn right at the next junction."

Though Luke had told Daniel not to go too fast, Daniel evidently understood the word differently to everyone else.

It only took three minutes for Luke to catch up to the car that Amanda and Kim were in.

He didn't tell Daniel what the target was, and the cab simply tailed the car a hundred meters behind.

Eventually, the car stopped before an apartment building in Paris's 18th arrondissement.

Luke didn't get off. He had Daniel park the cab and he observed the car from the backseat.

The main door of the building soon opened, and a dozen men came out and got into several cars.

Narrowing his eyes, Luke confirmed that something was seriously wrong.

The men got into five cars, and there were also two girls to each car. The girls were all clearly unconscious, and Amanda was among them.

The cars up ahead started moving northeast.

It was time to decide!

Luke realized that he had to make a choice, since Kim wasn't among the girls that were being taken away.

After several seconds, he decided to follow the cars.

Since he now knew Kim's location, Luke could search for her after he rescued Amanda.

Besides, Luke couldn't break into the apartment building and go on a rampage in the middle of the day.

This was Paris, and he was an American citizen.

He didn't think that the Paris police department would appreciate it if he slaughtered his way through the criminals in the building – it wasn't meant to be any of his business at all!

After driving for another short while, Daniel warned him, "It's neuf trois up ahead; it's too dangerous. I'm a good driver, but my cab isn't bulletproof. Some of the crazy guys there may shoot us dead for money and valuables."

Luke was silent for a brief moment before he said, without any trace of anger, "Then just drop me off once you feel that it's too dangerous to drive on any longer."

After a brief hesitation, Daniel said, "Rich guy, you've been very generous, so let me suggest that you don't do that."

Luke chuckled. "Daniel, I like you. You're a man with a bottom line. So, let's make a bet!"

"Huh?" Daniel was baffled.

Luke said, "If I call for your cab again after today, I'll give you a thousand euros!"

Daniel thought for a moment, then realized what was going on. He said with a wry smile, "Fine. I'm going to be the winner, in any case."

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Chapter 172 Attack the Illegal Brothel (PART 1)

Twenty minutes later, Daniel dropped Luke off on the edge of neuf trois. He sighed helplessly when Luke got out, but had no choice except to turn around and leave quickly.

Daniel had been a cab driver in Paris for a long time, and he knew all sorts of people.

He also knew that curiosity could get a person killed.

Daniel had never once imagined he could become some important figure, nor was he interested in it; he was happy enough as a cab driver.

Thus, Daniel prayed for the generous magnate… so that he could win another thousand euros.

Luke wasn't in a hurry to keep moving. Instead, he paid cash for a gray cloak, ordinary jeans and a pair of ordinary shoes from a supermarket. They cost no more than a hundred euros all up.

Of course, such cheap clothes were shoddy in quality and style.

He also asked the shop assistant to fetch him two bottles of water and some chocolate.

He made sure the entire time that he wasn't caught on the supermarket's surveillance cameras.

After that, he tracked the cars with his Sharp Nose and eventually reached his destination.

It was an abandoned construction site. He hid himself in an inconspicuous corner among the half-finished buildings.

It had been a quarter past three when his plane landed, almost four when he reached the city of Paris by cab, and around five after he checked in at the hotel.

After noticing Amanda and Kim, and tracking Amanda all the way to this place, it was already past six.

Since it was still January, night would start to fall in Paris in an hour at the very latest, and it would be fully dark in two hours.

In no rush, Luke slowly changed his clothes and his shoes.

He also had a mask and gloves in his backpack which he had prepared earlier, and he would put them on when he was ready to act.

Fifteen minutes later, he examined his gear to make sure everything was working properly.

Finally, he answered nature's call in a remote corner that reeked of sh*t – clearly, a lot of people had used this corner for the same thing.

After that, he returned to his corner and sat down on a wooden plank. He had some water and made plans.

A long time later, Luke put on a mask and gloves, and hid his backpack under some garbage that weighed more than a hundred kilograms, before he left the corner.

It was almost seven o'clock. Dusk had fallen, and it was drizzling.

Luke took a deep breath of the cold and damp air, before he slowly breathed out.

As he exhaled, he slowly lowered his head, and the rainy night turned cold and threatening

Few people would wander outside when it was cold and raining, not even the rogues who had nothing better to do.

Luke activated the life detector function on his fake phone two hundred meters away from the criminals' nest. He then slowly moved forward under the cover of the buildings and garbage.

This was clearly an abandoned construction site, which had been taken over by a bunch of men who looked mean and brutal.

Luke turned grim when he detected the disgusting smell of body fluids in the air.

It was completely dark right now, and the people ten meters away were barely visible.

Standing next to an iron wall, Luke took a deep breath.

A moment later, he leapt nimbly onto an abandoned car before he jumped over the wall and into the construction site.

He was empty-handed, and under the cover of various structures along the way, he swiftly approached a shed in the center.

The shed had a strong smell of cash and guns.

Perhaps because this place was their nest, the guards weren't patrolling at all, and were simply taking shelter under the roof and smoking.

Luke smelled guns on them. Moving around one side of the shed, he strangled one of the men.

At the same time, he punched the other guard, caving his face in, and grabbed the man before he could fall to the ground with a loud thump.

Luke searched them for a moment and found two guns, but didn't find any extra bullets. He then moved toward the shed window.

Luke raised his guns without hesitation and opened fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He killed three people next to a table in the room.

By the time the bodies fell, Luke had already broken in through the window.

He found a UZI and a gun magazine in a drawer, before he quickly left through the door.

This was the head's office – there was a boatload of cash in the drawer.

The gangsters would certainly be drawn over by the gunshots.

But before reinforcements arrived, Luke dashed toward a bunch of dilapidated machines ten meters away.

Standing in the shadow of the machines, Luke coldly observed the commotion.

Two, three, five, seven, eleven, thirteen, seventeen!

Plus the five people whom he had already killed, there were twenty-two armed gangsters.

He waited instead of immediately making a move.

A few of the gangsters ran into the office, and started yelling

Another five people then rushed over from various positions in the camp.

Twenty-seven!

That should be all of them!

When the people in the office started yelling, so did the bunch outside. Three of them were in the office, and twelve were crowded around the door.

Luke raised the UZI in his hand.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

Shooting at a slightly lower speed, Luke fired the thirty bullets that were in the magazine, and almost half of the twelve people outside the office collapsed.

Only five dead!

Luke wasn't very surprised.

He had barely used an UZI before; it already wasn't bad that he managed to shoot five of them.

Quickly reloading the UZI, Luke slung the gun over his shoulder and drew out the M1911 at his waist.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Another three gangsters were killed while running for cover.

Luke bent down and moved to a different location.

He would be an idiot if he stayed in one spot to shoot at the gangsters when he was outnumbered.

He was ten meters away when the gangsters fired at his earlier position.

Moving to a new hiding place, Luke observed them for a while on the side, then raised his

gun again.

Bang! Bang!

Two foolish gangsters who had been shooting without cover were instantly killed.

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Chapter 173 Attack the Illegal Brothel (PART 2)

The remaining two gangsters were so scared that they didn't dare stick their heads out from behind cover again.

Ignoring them, Luke walked out without any hesitation.

At a turn, he suddenly threw out his empty pistols.

Two gangsters who were crawling forward warily were hit in the head and knocked out, unable to get back to their feet.

Luke reached them and took their guns, before he kicked them hard in the back of their heads. He then turned around and raised his gun.

Bang! Bang!

A guy who was craning his neck to see what was going had his head blown up. Scared, his partner hurriedly took cover behind a car.

Ignoring the second man, Luke moved sideways and found another three gangsters coming from another direction.

They were the last to arrive, and didn't really know what was going on.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Since they were too close, they were shot all at once. Two of them barely put up a struggle, and the last screamed miserably after he was shot in the arm.

Luke coldly pulled the trigger.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Dropping the now empty gun from his left hand, Luke returned to the man that he had let off earlier.

The guy was hiding in a corner and frantically making a call.

Luke sneered as he listened to him.

Pa!

The head of the idiot who had planned to call for reinforcements blew up. Someone was still asking questions on the other end of the phone.

Luke crouched down and picked up the man's phone. He sneered at the phone that was still making noise, and crushed it to pieces.

He returned to the abandoned machines near the office and took a deep breath to activate Sharp Nose.

Going around the two surviving gangsters outside the office, Luke locked onto the backs of the three people inside the office and slowly raised his gun.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three screams burst out from inside the office, but were quickly cut off.

Freaked out by the unexpected gunshots and screams behind them, the two gangsters outside the office fled.

Luke approached the office window to check the situation before he jumped inside.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Putting a bullet each in the heads of the three guys who had collapsed, Luke reached the door and raised the gun again.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two gangsters who had run in different directions fell and no longer made a sound.

Luke closed his eyes and listened for a while, before he quickly searched the office.

Putting the cash from the drawer into his backpack, he poured a bottle of Vodka on some documents in a cabinet, flicked a lighter, and tossed it onto the paper.

The fire quickly spread, and the whole office was soon ablaze.

Luke left. Picking up an AK and a magazine from a dead gangster by the door, he melted back into the darkness.

A moment later, two panicked gatekeepers who had been hiding in the dark were killed, too.

Finally, Luke slowly walked toward the barracks, which weren't far away from the office.

The two gangsters who had been posted as guards here were dead. The place was undefended now

Several men ran out, but Luke simply moved into the shadows and didn't kill them.

From their smell, he could easily tell what those men had been doing just now.

Undressed, panicked and unarmed, they weren't gangsters, but customers who were here for fun.

They might not be good guys, but it certainly wouldn't be right to kill them indiscriminately.

Besides, there were more than sixty such men in the barracks.

If Luke were to kill them all, that would be a hundred dead people, including the gangsters. Chances were that the French government would regard it as a terrorist attack.

So, Luke simply avoided them and entered one of the barracks.

The moment he entered, his M1911 opened fire again and left three holes in the door.

A man behind the door dropped his gun and collapsed with the intense stench of blood.

He was the only gangster left who had still been guarding the place.

Of course, it wasn't out of duty, but because he was frightened and hoped he would survive the disaster by hiding here.

It was a shame that his wish didn't come true.

The unexpected gunshots scared the girls in the room. They all screamed at the top of their lungs.

Without saying anything, Luke took out his fake phone and typed out something on it.

The girls screamed again and looked at the man whose appearance was entirely hidden by what he was wearing.

He stood still and silent, and the girls couldn't help but stop screaming.

At that moment, many of them had the same thought: The guards here were evil men, so this stranger should be a good guy because he killed them?

Even if he wasn't a good guy, this was the girls' chance to escape since the guards were dead.

Luke finished typing and pressed play. An electronic male voice rang out in the room. "Anyone here with a rich or influential background, come out and call your family, and get them to expose what's been happening here however they can."

None of the girls responded.

The electronic voice continued, "You must be quick. If gang reinforcements arrive and round you up again, you'll have lost your chance, so you don't have a lot of time."

While Luke played the text, he opened the doors to the cages that the girls were in with the keys he found on the guard. "Don't run off on your own. The police will have to rescue all of you if you're together as a group; if you escape by yourself, you'll be nothing more than a missing person that no one will care about. You're already missing – no one will care if you go missing again."

After opening the cages, Luke turned around and left. "Good luck, girls!"

A moment later, he disappeared.

The girls in the room looked at each other in bewilderment. Suddenly, a few of them rushed out of the cages for the phones that Luke had taken from the gangsters.

Luke heard the girls fighting for the phones and making calls like crazy. He actually didn't feel nervous at all.

He had killed all the guards here, and it would take at least half an hour for the gang's reinforcements to arrive.

Besides, Luke was here for experience and credit, so the more gangsters there were, the happier he would be.

Amanda was also in the room. She was lucky that she hadn't been sent to the other barrack yet.

As for the girls in the adjoining barrack…

Luke sighed soundlessly.

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Chapter 174 Where Is Marco?

Inside that barrack were girls who had been locked up for a while, and they were in poor condition.

If they remained here any longer, they might die in this illegal brothel.

There were more than a hundred girls in the barracks. It was impossible for Luke to get them out on his own, so he might as well let the girls save themselves.

It would make quite the impact if the families of these hundred girls demanded explanations all at once; they couldn't be poor either, since they could afford to travel to France.

Luke left the barracks and positioned himself for an ambush behind some abandoned cars twenty meters away from the gate.

Ten minutes later, Luke heard the vague sound of cars driving in the mud. The glow of headlights appeared on the road, illuminating the dark night.

There were three cars!

Luke took a deep breath and adjusted his frame of mind, before he raised the UZI.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

Shooting rapidly, Luke used up a magazine in three seconds. The car in the lead was riddled with holes, and the windshield cracked. It swerved off the road and crashed into a pile of garbage.

Luke threw the UZI away and grabbed the AK that he had been carrying. He fired again.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The magazine was instantly used up again. Like the first car, the second car veered off the road and into an abandoned car, full of bullet holes.

Luke didn't start shooting again until the third car almost passed him, so the car was only hit along one side and the back.

But the passengers in the first two cars at least had taken the brunt of the bullets.

Quickly reloading the gun, Luke raised the AK again and aimed at the third car that had already shot past him.

He didn't have to aim too precisely. All he needed to do was barrage the car with bullets.

Reality wasn't a movie.

At a distance of thirty meters, there was no way a regular car could take an attack from an AK, as the bullets could pierce through one side and out the other.

In the end, the car lost control ten meters away and crashed into a shed in the construction site.

In no hurry to reveal himself, Luke switched locations.

He activated Sharp Nose as he moved.

A moment later, he approached the cars and shot the men who were still alive in the head, before he retreated quietly.

Half an hour later, standing on the top of a building several hundred meters away, Luke saw a long line of police cars dash into the barracks with their sirens blaring. He nodded in satisfaction and jumped off.

An hour later, he changed back into his original clothes and shoes and appeared on a subway in the neuf trois.

He was wearing a shabby hat and a new face mask, like any regular person would on a rainy day.

Now, he only had on him an M1911 which he had looted from one of the gangsters.

The Parisian subway wasn't safe at night, which was when a robbery was most likely to take place. The bulk of people worked during the day, but certain groups "worked" on the subway at night.

Theft and robbery were what they did for a living

But none of them messed with Luke.

Luke wasn't dressed like a student, and he was playing with a butterfly knife.

The knife danced nimbly in his hand now and then, which suggested that he was certainly good with them.

While nobody knew exactly how good, he definitely wasn't the best target to rob.

A butterfly knife might be small, but it could sometimes kill people more easily than a large blade.

So, Luke returned downtown safely.

After exiting the subway, Luke went to the apartment building from that afternoon, and ducked into an alley not far away.

In the dark night, he climbed a building and entered an apartment through an unlocked window. He swiftly put on a coat and a pair of shoes that were next to the door.

Throwing five hundred euros into the key bowl, Luke left through the window and scaled a drainpipe up to the roof.

Checking the system, he nodded in satisfaction. The system didn't punish him since he had paid for the clothes.

Taking two massive leaps, he landed on the apartment building occupied by the gang.

Scouting out the building with his Sharp Nose, Luke went downstairs without a sound.

Half an hour later, Luke was standing in the basement with a grim smile on his face. All the gangsters in front of him were almost dead from torture.

Even the toughest among them was dying after Luke connected a simple electromedical apparatus which he had modified to the man's legs.

Just now, he had carried the armed gangsters in the building down to the soundproof basement. After interrogating them, he learned that Marco, their boss, had left with most of his men as reinforcements for an illegal brothel in the neuf trois after receiving the news that it was under attack.

Luke was lost for words.

Back at the camp entrance, he had unleashed a storm of bullets on the three cars.

Later, he had shot everybody who was still breathing in the head without looking at their faces. How could he have known that their boss Marco was among them?

Speechless for a second, Luke quickly finished off the gangsters and left.

At the door, he was surprised to see the cars that were parked there.

The Benz that Kim and Amanda had been in was there.

He took a sniff, and there was a faint scent in the car that was similar to Marco's apartment.

Excited, Luke returned to Marco's unit in the building. He found a key with the Benz logo on it and a bunch of phones.

Amanda's and Kim's phones were in the pile.

He found their phones based on their scents and what the phones looked like.

Thinking for a moment, Luke took just Kim's phone.

He got out of the building and pressed the button on the key to unlock the Benz.

Luke got into the driver's seat and was pleased to see that the car had a GPS system.

Examining the GPS system for a moment, Luke took a few photos with his fake phone and left.

He hailed an empty cab and said, "To the Zoological Museum."

His hat and big face mask prevented the driver from seeing his face in the dark night.

However, it wasn't unusual for a man to be dressed like that in such cold weather.

The driver simply nodded his head and started the car.

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Chapter 175 Harvest, Mockery and Preparation

Ten minutes later, Luke got out of the cab and disappeared into the night.

He checked the photo of the map on his fake phone. The map indicated that this was a villa next to the Seine. It was the right place.

Luke had already left downtown Paris.

At that moment, it was completely dark on the Seine in the rain, and there weren't any boats out.

Luke opened his fake phone and walked around the villa in the dark. He then frowned.

This place was actually on a big island in the river, which was some distance away from the parks, museums, restaurants and piers. There was a villa estate where the wealthy lived nearby.

The villa he was looking for was the largest and closest one. It was also on the edge of the island and along the riverbank.

That did make sense. Only a spacious villa next to the river would make it possible to lock up and transport the girls easily.

It would be near impossible to approach the villa without being caught by electronic surveillance.

Luke looked at the villa and pondered for a moment, but in the end decided to leave.

This wasn't like the illegal brothel earlier. If he started a gunfight here, the anti-terrorist police officers of Paris would show up in no time.

The size and location of this villa suggested that its owner was rich and powerful. It would be terrible if Luke exposed himself after breaking in recklessly. He had to prepare before he took action.

While he had to save the victims, he couldn't do it rashly.

As he pondered, Luke took a subway back downtown area and walked back to his hotel in the rain.

He entered his room, took off his wet coat, and put it in a garbage bag.

He hadn't worn the coat at the crime scene, but he would still throw it away the next day. He was rich enough to afford it anyway. He wouldn't return to any spot in the same clothes that he had worn before.

After taking off the coat, Luke took a shower and lay in bed to think.

The people he had killed today were members of a human trafficking gang. Their deaths were unimportant.

For Paris police, there were too many such gangs. It was one of the reasons why they didn't do anything.

Another reason was that neuf trois wasn't the police's territory.

The people there didn't welcome the police, which made the place a half-closed, half-independent area.

It wasn't really a big deal if dozens of gangsters were killed there.

Although he had been busy for half a day, Luke wasn't tired.

With his 32 Strength, it wouldn't be a problem for him even if he had to be just as busy for another three days.

He checked the system notifications.

Mission: Eliminate the gangsters in the illegal brothel and rescue the victims.

Total experience: 5,000. Total credit: 5,000.

Contribution rate: 100%. EXP 5,000. Credit 5,000.

This time, he had killed thirty guards in the illegal brothel, bombarded three cars that had come as reinforcements, which included their boss, and watched the police rescue a hundred girls that were locked up in cages inside.

A gain of five thousand experience and credit points was more than he had expected.

But still, he felt depressed when he recalled what the other barrack in the illegal brothel was like.

The victims were girls who used to be young, beautiful and had beautiful futures, but they would probably be haunted by mental and drug issues for the rest of their lives.

It was worse than death.

Luke could kill the drug dealers and the human traffickers as NPCs, but he couldn't regard that hellish barrack as a game scene. He wasn't truly coldblooded, even if he had a different opinion of the bad guys in this world

Trying to banish the uncomfortable, gloomy thoughts, Luke fell asleep.

The next morning, Luke woke up at seven and had breakfast half an hour later.

Before he set off, he thought for a moment, then called Elsa.

They had to contact each other once a day to make sure that they were both fine.

Elsa soon picked up the phone. Recognizing Luke's voice, she said, "I'll call you back."

A moment later, a local number called Luke. He picked up the phone and said, "I see that you got yourself a local number."

Elsa said, "Of course, no way am I paying for intentional calls. Remember to give our boss my new number if he calls you."

Luke was amused.

Many prepaid phones offered a plan that only cost ten to twenty euros for unlimited local calls and text messages for ten to fifteen days. Pay a little more, and you could even make international calls for ten to twenty minutes.

Elsa was obviously determined to save money. Also, since they were on holiday, Dustin wouldn't call them unless it was really an emergency

After ensuring that she was safe, Luke couldn't help but tease her before he hung up. "Well, I wish you a pleasant holiday. I'm already looking for a suitable playmate. You should also work hard, gorgeous!" He hurriedly hung up.

Stumped for a moment, Elsa then roared, "Are you underestimating me? I…"

Well, she had wasted many hours in the police department in Paris because of the outrageously lazy clerks there, and hadn't been able to check in with them until the afternoon.

Jet lag was a huge problem for someone her age.

After that was done, she had returned to the hotel and had been sleeping ever since.

Elsa had only just woken up and started making holiday plans. How could she have found a date yet?

I still have nine days! I don't believe I won't be able to find one handsome guy! Elsa made up her mind.

An hour later, she left with unusually delicate makeup on her face, cute short hair that had been dyed black and gold, and a beautiful and eye-catching silver coat.

Luke wouldn't have mocked her if he saw Elsa's new look.

At that moment, Elsa had gone from a five to a seven.

Given her polished grooming habits as a police officer, she definitely wasn't an old woman that nobody wanted.

Most of the time, a woman didn't have anyone interested in her not because she was ugly, but because she didn't have time to dress up.

After the call, Luke got on the subway at eight in the morning and busied himself in the city.

Luke spent the rest of the day preparing and making backup plans.

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Chapter 176 Observation and Attack

It wasn't a big deal to kill thirty people in neuf trois. That place was an illegal brothel anyway.

However, his target tonight was a villa in the suburbs, and it would be tricky if he caused a fuss. He had to make sure that he didn't leave any direct evidence behind.

It would be tricky if he was caught on camera.

So, he had to disguise himself when he went around preparing and making backup plans during the day.

The people that Luke traded with were all Mr. Nobodies in the dark corners of the city. It was impossible for anyone to track him down through them, unless they had a super ability like Sharp Nose.

Luke then created several gadgets in an empty house he found, and by six in the evening, he was ready to go.

Everything was set. He would save Kim tonight.

Night fell once more.

It had been drizzling in Paris the entire day, so it got dark earlier than usual.

Luke observed his target from the top of a building a kilometer away with a telescope.

After seven o'clock, several luxury cars entered the villa one by one, and several groups of people of varying ethnicities got out. Each group had a boss and two to four bodyguards.

It was thus very easy for Luke to figure out the number of people in the villa.

There were five groups of people. Including the bodyguards, there were 21 people in total.

The villa had more than ten security guards. There were also five guards on the lookout outside, and a couple of their partners came out at one point to talk to them.

In conclusion, there might be around forty enemies in the villa.

The good news was that the 21 people who had arrived by car were clearly guests. The security guards were very courteous toward them.

The bad news was that the security guards would be more difficult to deal with since they were more professional than the gangsters that Luke had eliminated before.

However, there weren't a lot of them.

If there had been more than thirty security guards, Luke would have to be extra careful.

But since there weren't many of them, Luke could easily wipe them out first.

Were they innocent? How could they be innocent when they protected people who kidnapped and sold girls?

Seeing that everybody had entered the villa except for the few security guards who were on watch outside, Luke made his move.

Under the cover of night, he quickly approached the villa.

He ran silently and at an astonishing speed as he passed the flowers, grass and trees.

When he was five hundred meters away from the villa, Luke pressed a button and activated the interference device in his backpack.

It only had a radius of around a hundred meters, but could cover most of the villa and cause most of the electronic equipment within range to malfunction.

Naturally, it would alert the enemy, but it was the easiest approach that Luke could think of. He had to stop these people from contacting the outside world.

After activating the interference device, Luke sped up.

Luke was headed for the main villa building, which was only thirty meters away from the pier next to the river.

Luke avoided the cameras with an anti-detection device and pressed forward quickly.

It only took him thirty seconds to reach the main building after he activated the interference device.

Once he was close enough, Luke flung out a rope with a hook on one end and the other end wrapped around his wrist.

The moment the hook caught and held, Luke sprang up with the momentum from his charge forward.

In less than five seconds, he landed on the edge of the roof of the four-story villa.

Luke grabbed a windowsill on the fourth floor and loosened his grip on the rope.

Then, he exerted his strength and broke the lock of the window to open it.

After he climbed into the room, he took out two black pieces of plastic-looking equipment.

He connected one to an electric socket and the other to a telephone wire in the room. Then, he pressed a button.

The lights in the villa flashed, before they all went out.

Several seconds later, the emergency lights came on and lit up most parts of the house.

But that was fine for Luke.

The emergency lights were vastly different from regular lights, and half the villa was still dark.

The rest of the place wasn't as bright as usual, either.

For Luke, who was becoming more and more familiar with Sharp Nose, the dark was his best asset.

He stood up and grabbed the M1911 at his waist, before he left the room.

Activating Sharp Nose, he went downstairs without any hesitation.

Those people wouldn't come upstairs anytime soon. They were too few of them to search all four floors of the villa all at once.

When Luke reached the bottom floor, he took two daggers off his belt and flung them out when he turned a corner.

In the dim emergency light, a security guard who had been in a hurry was hit in the face with the daggers.

He died with a serious expression still on his face.

One of the daggers pierced his nose, and the other went through his eye. He was killed instantly!

Luke braced the man's body with his leg before letting it hit the floor.

He put his own gun back at his waist and searched the body. He found a pistol and a magazine.

It was a Glock 17, one of the guns that Luke was most familiar with!

Leaving the body behind, Luke moved on.

At a corner, Luke stopped and pressed up against the wall.

In the next moment, two security guards rushed past.

The first security guard hadn't noticed him yet, and Luke kicked the second security guard in his groin at the turn. He felt something explode under his foot as the security guard was lifted twenty centimeters off the floor.

Pushing off of the floor, Luke hit the back of the first security guard who had run past.

There was the sound of bones breaking. The security guard froze, and he started bleeding from his eyes, nose and mouth a moment later.

Finally, Luke kicked the second security guard, who had collapsed after his first attack, in the back of the head.

Searching their bodies, Luke found a Beretta 92F and a P226. He put both of them in his pockets.

Since he was going on a killing spree here, he couldn't use guns from the illegal brothel that would now be on file, or people might link the case here with the one in neuf trois.

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Chapter 177 Your Business and Mine

If the two cases were cross-checked, people might notice Luke's role in them.

It was why he had used his homemade daggers instead of the M1911 when he came in.

After everything was done, Luke pressed on and reached the elevator several seconds later.

The security guards at the elevator immediately saw him and turned their guns on him.

But Luke was even faster. He had thrown his daggers the moment he revealed himself.

To ensure that he hit his opponents, he threw out four daggers at the same time. It was also the most he could throw at the same time with one hand.

The security guards had barely moved their guns when each of them had two daggers buried in their chests.

They trembled, and Luke threw four more daggers again with his left hand. This time, the guards were hit in the head.

Both of them fell to the floor.

Luke approached them and looted them of their weapons and magazines.

These two had two MP5s instead of pistols since they were defending the most important access point.

Luke had detected the scents of many girls on the floors below him with his Sharp Nose.

He entered the elevator and pressed the B1 button.

Five minutes later, the elevator doors opened.

Two security guards were aiming at the elevator. They were instructed to defend the elevator and not go anywhere unless they were told to.

They would naturally be alarmed if someone came down in the elevator.

But they saw a colleague in the elevator, and hesitated for a moment.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Because of that moment's hesitation, two bullet holes appeared in each of them.

Luke tossed away the security guard's body which he had been using as a shield and exited the elevator.

Nobody was a better shooter than he was at close range. He wasn't scared even though it was two versus one.

The gunshots had exposed his location, but it didn't matter anymore.

Seven of the security guards were already down. They weren't as professional as bodyguards, and weren't a threat to Luke at all.

At the next turn, Luke raised his right hand and pulled the trigger of the MP5 to let fly a storm of bullets.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

Two security guards screamed and collapsed.

Luke came around the corner and silenced the two security guards with his P226.

Only five minutes had passed since Luke turned on the interference device, but most of the security guards in the villa were already dead.

Luke quickly moved past the bodies of the two security guards and ran around the next corner.

The moment he raised his head, he fired the P226 in his hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Two bodyguards were hit in the chest and collapsed, revealing a middle-aged man behind them.

The man didn't have a gun. He looked at Luke in fright, and was about to say something.

Luke pointed his gun at him and forced him to retreat into the room. Before Luke followed him in, he shot the heads of the two bodyguards.

Bang! Bang!

In the room, Luke typed on his fake phone and played the words, "What are you doing

here?"

The man hesitated and didn't say anything.

Luke looked at a display window in the room, only to see a young girl under a spotlight. She was shivering and wearing nothing but two pieces of clothing that could barely be called underwear.

Luke then noticed a device with a keypad and a screen on the table next to the only seat in the room. On the screen was a number: $100,000.00

Curling his lip, Luke pressed the "" button on the keypad.

A gentle female voice rang out. "The latest bid for Product Number 5 is $105,000."

Luke turned his head and looked at the man. "You're here to purchase girls."

"No!" The man shook his head in fear, but couldn't come up with an excuse.

Pa!

The man's eyes widened as he slowly collapsed against the wall.

Luke had no time to talk to him.

He didn't feel guilty at all after confirming that the man was involved in human trafficking

He despised human traffickers only slightly less than drug dealers.

Luke left the room and headed for another one several meters away. Instead of going in, Luke raised his MP5 and sprayed the room with bullets through the door. Someone screamed inside.

He waited for a moment before he opened the door.

There were two people in the room. One was a security guard, and the other was the guy who had welcomed the buyers outside the villa.

Looking at the man, who had to be a manager, Luke asked, "You're selling these girls here, right?"

In pain, the man begged, "I can give you money. Don't kill me. I didn't catch those girls. You understand, right? This is just… business."

Bang! Bang!

"Yes, I do!" Luke put his gun back and left the room. I'm sure that you can also understand that you are just experience and credit to me!

Interestingly, the underground rooms were arranged in a circle, so the corridor actually looped around.

Luke found himself back at the elevator just as the doors opened.

Luke raised his gun and fired without any hesitation, and two security guards in the elevator collapsed.

After recognizing them, Luke was certain that most of the security guards were probably dead, since these two had been among the five security guards outside.

Since they had come back in as reinforcements, there had to be few security guards left inside the house.

Luke had realized that apart from the elevator, this place only had one other exit that was sealed.

So, the elevator was the only way out right now, which meant that there was no escape for the other four buyers.

Luke returned to the elevator and went to the first floor.

When the elevator doors opened, Luke waited a moment, and then took a deep breath before he walked out.

The remaining three security guards weren't outside the elevator.

Luke searched the villa unhurriedly.

Very soon, he found a room that smelled of the three security guards.

Luke fired at the room, only to be surprised when the bullets didn't penetrate the door.

The door had been reinforced with iron.

Narrowing his eyes, Luke gave up on the three security guards who were hiding, and returned to the elevator. He aimed and shot five people who had just exited the elevator and were running for the main door.

Two of them screamed, and three were shot in the chest. They were dead for sure.

One of the screaming men had a refined appearance, and seemed to be an assistant.

He was undoubtedly another buyer.

"Don't – don't kill me. I have money. I can give you a lot of money." The man seemed to have realized something, and made a last ditch attempt.

Luke raised his P226.

Bang! Bang!

The two survivors were shot in the head.

Money was meaningless to Luke.

Even if he wanted to make a fortune, he wouldn't do it by letting such scumbags go.

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Chapter 178 Clean Up and Pack Away

Reloading the P226, Luke returned to the elevator and went back down to B1.

When the elevator doors opened, a person was standing inside with a gun in his hand.

The people outside immediately shot at the elevator like crazy, leaving bullet holes everywhere.

Several seconds later, they finally realized that something was wrong and stopped firing.

In the elevator, a security guard was riddled with bullets, but he was still upright.

It wasn't until that moment that the people outside the elevator realized that it was a dead body that had been strung up.

The moment they stopped shooting, however, a man dropped down from the ceiling and started firing with an MP5 in one hand and a P226 in the other.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Half of the dozen people outside the elevator collapsed, and the rest hurried to take cover.

Most of them needed to reload after the earlier gunfire, and couldn't fight back in time.

Luke didn't give them any time to catch their breaths. He simply dropped his guns and took out the Glock 17 and the Beretta 92F that he had been carrying.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two guns fired up a storm and with pinpoint accuracy.

The men lying in wait near the elevator were only five meters away. Luke's precision was shockingly high at such close range.

He dropped three of them with his Glock 17, and his Beretta only hit one. However, those who were hit were all shot in the chest or the head at least twice.

Luke's gunfire then slowed down.

Gunshots rang out now and then. The tempo wasn't as vehement as before, but that was even scarier.

It was because Luke was already executing the survivors.

The two guys who didn't have guns on them had to be buyers. Luke shot them in the head first.

Such criminal bosses were worth at least fifty experience and credit points each.

He then pulled the trigger on those bodyguards that were still twitching, reloading the Beretta 92F on his way.

After Luke executed all of the criminals, he tossed the Beretta aside, the fully loaded Glock 17 still on him.

He then picked up the MP5 that he had dropped earlier and reloaded it, and was now equipped with two fully loaded guns once more.

It was a precaution, but from what he could see, the people who had tried to ambush him were the last three groups of buyers and bodyguards.

Luke took his time going through the corridor as he opened the doors to all the rooms.

Activating Sharp Nose, he confirmed that there wasn't a single man still alive here.

He also detected the scents of the ten girls inside a room in the middle of the corridor.

They were the "goods" that had been kidnapped, including Kim, whose scent Luke remembered very well.

Luke went to the cage and observed the ten girls. He nodded his head.

These girls were all very pretty. Three girls, including Kim, were more beautiful than the rest, but it wasn't a huge difference.

Without exception, they were all wearing sexy clothing which exposed most of their skin.

Kim's outfit was the most lavish one. The other girls were mostly wearing bikinis.

Luke knew why; Kim was probably the only virgin among the ten girls, so she was naturally more valuable.

Why did he know that? Naturally, it was because Amanda the blabbermouth had told him on the plane that Kim was a devout Catholic.

After a quick glance at the girls, Luke was certain that they couldn't get away on their own.

They had been drugged and could barely stand on their own right now.

So, Luke didn't hurry to rescue them, but searched the villa first.

Very soon, he found a trolley for moving goods.

Tearing down some of the curtains, he wrapped up the bodies of the people he had killed before he moved them to the pier behind the villa.

Thirteen security guards, a manager, and twelve buyers and bodyguards – that was a lot of people.

Luke didn't return to the villa until he had stuffed all of them onto a yacht.

He knocked out the three guys who had been hiding in the safe room with the drugs he had found. They had probably been hoping to call for help, but hadn't been able to.

The crude sedatives had been prepared for the victims, but were used on the despicable security guards in the end.

Breaking the door lock, Luke entered the room and twisted the necks of the three security guards, before dragging them to the yacht.

Finally, he cleaned up the villa.

Ignoring the blood and the bullet holes, he simply packed up the surveillance footage, the interference equipment that he had used, and his homemade daggers.

That way, there would be hardly any clues in the villa that could be traced back to him.

As a police officer, he knew how to destroy the most important leads with minimal effort. That was enough.

He moved the ten girls to the yacht. A moment later, he started the yacht and sailed westward.

Luke sabotaged the yacht's GPS system in case he was tracked.

Suddenly, one of the phones that he had taken off the criminals rang.

Luke quickly connected his phone to a laptop that he had bought and modified, and launched a program. He then answered the phone.

"Why are you still not back? Where's the woman I asked for?" It was the voice of an old man.

Thinking quickly, Luke typed on his fake phone and played it. "Sir, the owner of this phone had a car accident. He's stuck in the car and is waiting to be rescued. Do you need to talk to him?"

After a brief silence, the old man said, "Give him the phone."

Luke typed and played, "Okay, sir. Please wait a moment." But Luke actually put the phone down and looked at the program on his laptop.

"Hello? Hello?" The old man was obviously confused.

A notification suddenly popped up in the program that Luke was looking at: Signal Source Located.

A red spot appeared on the map, along with an address and a set of coordinates.

Luke chuckled and looked at the phone, the call already disconnected. "Gotcha!"

This phone had been on one of the five buyers, who was the only person among them who had been carrying a gun.

Luke had watched him.

The man was more like a bodyguard than a magnate. The calluses on his hands indicated that he used guns and blades frequently.

No rich person would play with weapons so frequently unless they were Batman or the Green Arrow.

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Chapter 179 A Good Guy, Rewards and Level-Up

Hm, fine, neither of those two superheroes used guns as much.

Luke knew very well that the buyers in the villa were probably only subordinates or intermediaries.

The man who was good with weapons had an employer.

Luke didn't have time to uncover and kill the people behind the scenes one by one. After all, he wasn't going to be in Paris for long.

He had taken the phones with him in order to dispose of everything together. It was a pleasant surprise that one of the phones had helped him catch a bigger fish.

Thinking quickly, he accelerated as he headed toward his destination.

…Well, the yacht couldn't accelerate at all.

With thirty bodies and ten girls on board, it was a miracle that it didn't sink, but it certainly couldn't sail fast.

An hour later, Luke reached his destination, and saw a luxurious boat at the dock.

It was a huge boat that was more than twenty meters long and had two levels; it was essentially a mobile villa.

This magnate behind the scenes clearly didn't have a strong sense of crisis.

It made sense. His bodyguard getting into a car accident wasn't a big deal; it wasn't like he only had one bodyguard.

Luke slowly sailed the yacht over to the big boat and threw a rope over.

He climbed nimbly up the rope, then secured it to the boat.

His Sharp Nose detected a bodyguard smoking on the deck.

Luke simply reached out from behind to twist the man's neck, and with the sound of a crack, the man instantly dropped.

Creeping downward from the deck, he took down another five bodyguards without any trouble.

When he entered the most extravagant room on the boat, a fat old man on the couch shouted in surprise, "Who are you?"

From his voice, it was the person on the phone earlier!

Too lazy to talk to him, Luke stepped forward and grabbed his head. Luke exerted his strength, and the scumbag saw his own back for the first and last time in his life.

Luke tossed the bodies of the magnate and his bodyguards onto the yacht and moved the girls to a room on the magnate's boat. He then sailed the yacht away.

An hour later, Luke arrived at a canal that he had found yesterday. Confirming that the doors on the yacht were all locked, he opened the seacock.

The yacht slowly sank into the dark river. Luke, on the other hand, flung out his hook and pulled himself back to the shore.

Perhaps the yacht would be found in the future someday, and a shocking case would be uncovered.

But it wouldn't be tonight, or any time next week.

Luke watched the yacht go down, before he drove off in a car that he had prepared earlier.

He returned to the magnate's boat and sailed it slowly on the Seine.

Setting a destination and leaving the boat on auto-pilot, Luke returned to the big room.

It was the magnate's bedroom, which was the biggest room and had the most facilities.

Luke was pleased that he hadn't shed blood when he killed the people on this boat, otherwise it would've been uncomfortable here.

The ten girls were still sitting together in a daze.

They would be like this for the next couple of hours if the drugs weren't flushed out of their systems.

Luke checked the time. It was slightly past eleven.

He had spent around forty minutes in the villa. Most of the time had been spent on cleaning up and moving the bodies out – eliminating the enemy hadn't taken him more than fifteen minutes.

Then, it had taken Luke more than two hours to track the magnate and dispose of the bodies.

Finally, Luke sat down and took a break.

Half an hour later, the boat reached its destination. Luke quietly docked the boat and secured it with a rope.

Returning to the room on the boat, he thought for a moment, then turned on one of the phones he was carrying. He then called the number listed under "Dad."

When the call was picked up, Luke played the play button on his fake phone. "Your daughter was kidnapped, but I've rescued her. She's now on a boat called Azmera at Brant Pier. Come and pick her up."

The man was stunned for a moment. "Who

are you?"

"A good guy." The electronic female voice continued, "Ten girls were rescued at the same time. Please contact the families of the other girls for me."

The man on the other end of the phone frowned. "Why?"

"Because I saved your daughter. This is how you will repay the favor."

On the other side of the phone, Bryan considered for a moment, then turned the wheel and drove to the location he had been given.

Half an hour later, Luke watched an SUV rush over. Bryan got out and soon boarded the boat.

Yes, Kim's father was Bryan Mills, who had once worked security for Sheerah.

Luke hadn't discovered the connection between them until Selina helped him look up the number for "Dad" on Kim's phone.

Kim's phone records suggested that she had talked to Bryan before she and Amanda were kidnapped.

Luke had called this number with a prepaid phone in the morning, and discovered that the owner of the number was in Paris.

Clearly, Bryan had come to Paris overnight after learning that his daughter had been kidnapped.

During Sheerah's fan meeting, Luke had already noticed that the man was much more skilled than a regular security guard. He struck Luke as a member of the special forces.

That was why Luke left the girls to him.

Luke waited for half an hour in his car, and watched as Bryan got his daughter out and made a call.

A few police cars arrived a while later. Finally reassured, Luke drove off in the car.

He was feeling quite delighted at that moment.

Mission: Eliminate the gangsters at the auction and rescue the victims.

Total experience: 1,000. Total credit: 1,000.

Contribution rate: 100%. EXP 1,000. Credit 1,000.

Mission: Eliminate the buyers at the auction.

Total experience: 700. Total credit: 700.

Contribution rate: 100%. EXP 700. Credit 700.

As experience has reached 9,000 points, the host has leveled up to level 10.

Extra stat points: 4

Inventory has been activated. Would you like to turn it on?

Mission: Track down the boss behind the buyer.

Total experience: 500. Total credit: 500.

Contribution rate: 100%. EXP 500. Credit 500.

Luke was more than satisfied after checking his harvest.

He was getting closer to 40 Strength; he would acquire Elementary Self-Healing soon.

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Chapter 180 Expansion and Getting Hit On

When he reached level 5, he got the super learning mode, which was very useful. Now that he was level 10, he obtained a second expansion: the inventory.

As he drove, Luke turned on the module without any hesitation.

Then… 1,000 credit points is required to activate the inventory. Would you like to continue?

Luke: Yes!

There was no way he would refuse. A personal space would be very handy in future operations.

In terms of convenience, it was much better than the super learning mode.

Of course, though it was more convenient, it still wasn't as important as the super learning mode.

After activating the inventory, Luke immediately sensed a connection to some place.

He didn't know where it was exactly, but he could sense it with his mind.

Luke thought for a moment, then picked up his Glock 17 and tried to store it.

…Well, the gun was still there.

Luke was rather embarrassed. Thank god nobody was watching.

He stopped the car and focused. A moment later, he called out, "Enter!"

The Glock in his hand flashed for a moment, before it suddenly vanished.

Luke opened his eyes in satisfaction, feeling lucky. "This inventory has to be booted up with mental energy, but it'll probably become quicker once I get the hang of it. Huh, system, why did you only give me 0.001 cubic meter for 1,000 credit points?"

But Luke had already stopped disparaging the system long ago.

Though it might seem silly at times, all its functions were highly practical.

As a grateful man, Luke couldn't continue cursing it.

The system was silent.

Luke knew that the system didn't have an explanation for why 1,000 credit points could only be exchanged for a space of 0.001 cubic meter.

How big was this space? To put it simply, it was as large as a cube that was ten centimeters long on all sides.

Of course, the space wasn't really in the shape of a cube, but could change according to the object being stored. That was why Luke could store the gun that was almost nineteen centimeters long inside.

Shaking his head, Luke started the car and continued on his way.

He had no complaints about the system, but he kept talking to it, hoping to uncover more useful intelligence.

As he talked to the system nonstop, the system suddenly responded.

Luke's hands trembled, and he almost drove the car off the road.

System: 10,000 credit points are required to upgrade the inventory. Would you like to upgrade it?

Since he had more than twenty thousand credit points, Luke decided to upgrade the space.

Instantly, he felt the space which his mind was connected to expand a thousand-fold.

One cubic meter!

Dumbfounded, Luke murmured a long time later, "The system is really my dad!"

By spending ten times the original amount of credit points, the sides of the storage space, not its volume, grew to ten times its initial length!

Luke felt that the cost was totally worth it!

While ten thousand credit points were a lot, it was nothing compared to a personal space of one cubic meter.

This space could store a thousand liters of water. Human beings were approximately as dense as water. So, he could store ten or more people in this space…

The personal space was already very useful to Luke when it was just 0.001 cubic meter in size, to say nothing of one cubic meter of space.

He could've stored a Glock and multiple magazines in it.

For him, the personal space was a trump card.

He had intended to dismantle and throw away the gun after he got out of the car, but he could keep it now. After all, his personal space was still empty.

He drove the car to an alley in the 18th arrondissement. Leaving the door wide open, he walked away quickly.

If a lucky dog found the car, they would see that the key was even still in the ignition.

This car would certainly be gone by the next morning. It was the last clue that linked Luke to the case.

Luke finally called Daniel and took the cab back to his hotel in the 16th arrondissement. He returned to his room and went to bed.

The next morning, Luke casually walked out of the hotel

He needed to relax today. He walked around for a while and found a nice little park. Sitting down on a bench, Luke observed the passers-by.

Looking at the bright and warm people, Luke gradually felt at peace.

A moment later, a girl with dark red hair approached him and said, "If I may ask, do you need any help?"

Luke looked at her and smiled casually. "Oh, no, but thank you. I'm only enjoying this beautiful morning and this beautiful city."

The girl was dazzled.

She had an easel ten meters away and there was a metal box in front of it. Inside the box was a bit of cash. She clearly didn't have a thriving business.

As an art student who was here to sketch, her main purpose was to observe people and gain inspiration instead of making money.

So, she liked to observe interesting people, like this young man.

She hadn't noticed Luke at first, who was never the most eye-catching person in a crowd to begin with.

His clothes were clean but boring. His hair was short and black. His face was only average and definitely didn't make the heart pound.

When she fixed her attention on him, however, she found Luke's face more and more agreeable.

He looked young, but there was a cold and indifferent expression in his eyes, as if he had no interest in the outside world.

In the end, when Luke's lips pulled up in a vague smile, the girl felt her heart suddenly flutter.

It was hard for her to describe the feeling, as if the guy had suddenly turned from an ordinary stone statue into an amazing superhero.

She sensed that there was something intriguingly contradictory about this seemingly plain guy.

So, she approached Luke and struck up a conversation.

She blushed slightly at Luke's reply and his smile.

As an art student in the Capital of Romance, she had seen plenty of gorgeous guys and girls whom she had been drawn to before.

But none of them impressed her as much as this guy whom she had just met.

She couldn't help but ask, "Can – can I have your number?"

Taken aback for a moment, Luke smiled. "I'm sorry, but I'm on holiday from America. I don't have a local number. So…"

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Chapter 181 A Little Help and a New Apartment

The red-haired girl was lost for words for a moment. However, she soon asked again, "Do you need any help?"

Luke looked at the girl with great interest and thought for a moment. He then nodded his head. "As a matter of fact, I do."

"What kind of help?" the girl asked again.

Luke said, "The hotel that I checked into is a bit expensive, so I'm hoping to find a place that's less expensive but just as convenient."

Mind whirling, the girl said, "Are you okay with an apartment?"

Luke was startled. "I'm only staying here for a week. Are you talking about an apartment hotel?"

The girl shook her head quickly. "Not exactly. The room next to mine was vacated recently. I know the landlord well. It won't be a problem if you rent it for a week."

Luke pondered for a moment and didn't immediately give a reply.

Noticing the look on his face, the girl continued, "It won't be too expensive. Also, it's in the 17th arrondissement and in a nice area."

Luke thought for a moment, then smiled. "Can you show me?"

Greatly relieved, the girl also smiled. "Alright, let me pack up my stuff."

Luke watched the girl pack up her easel, but when she was about to pick it up, Luke did it with a smile. "Let me do it. I think I'm stronger than you."

The girl hesitated for a moment, but didn't refuse. She simply indicated a direction, and they went east.

They chatted on the way, and Luke learned the girl's name: Elena Tatu.

She was a student at a private art college with a name that Luke didn't quite catch.

Elena's English wasn't bad. She said that she might go to America to teach someday.

Luke found that odd. "Don't you feel that Americans aren't the arty type?"

Elena giggled. "That's what a lot of people think, but I don't think so. At least, it's easier to make money in America than here – well, provided that I can get my diploma."

Luke smiled. "I'm sorry, I know nothing about art. Even in America, I'm one of the most uneducated guys I know."

Elena, however, looked at him curiously. "But you left a… unique impression on me that I can't describe. When we look at Venus, we won't think she's not beautiful just because she doesn't have a college degree, right?"

Luke hesitated for a moment before he said, "But… Venus is a woman, right?"

Taken aback, Elena laughed. "No, no, no. I'm talking about the feeling, the beauty of innocence."

Luke secretly broke out in a sweat. He never expected that he would one day catch the eye of a French girl.

Elena wasn't exactly pretty, but her looks were agreeable and she was slightly plump.

Hm, was it because she spent most of her time sitting and sketching instead of moving around? Luke observed her and wondered.

Ten minutes later, they reached a white, six-story building.

The building next to it was of a similar height, but it was red, with old but beautiful window frames and a mottled iron fence. It indeed looked more elegant than most buildings in America.

Elena opened a door and gestured for Luke to follow her, before she quickly closed it. "Remember to close the door as soon as you can. You should know that Paris is getting more and more dangerous. Tourists like you should be more careful."

Luke simply smiled and didn't say anything.

It remained to be seen who would be the more unlucky one if he did run into a robber.

Going up to the top floor, Elena walked over to a unit that was clearly an illegal wooden construction and opened the door. "Take a look around. This is the place."

Luke checked the room and saw that it was small.

It was only a dozen square meters in size, but it got a lot of sunlight.

Hm, that was to be expected, since the entire room was basically right under the sun.

Thankfully, it was still January, so it wasn't too hot.

The furniture was very simple, too: apart from a bed, a desk, two chairs, a closet and a cabinet, there wasn't anything else.

Luke looked at Elena in confusion. "Where's the bathroom?"

Elena, who was outside the door, pointed to one corner. "It's over there. It's a shared bathroom with that room over there. Well, that's where I'm staying." She was somewhat embarrassed.

Startled for a moment, Luke then smiled. "Just you?"

Elena's face burned. "Yes, just me."

Luke checked the bathroom, which had an interesting design. It separated the two illegally-constructed rooms, but both rooms had doors to access the shared bathroom.

Hm… had this place initially been designed for a couple?

Luke was somewhat surprised, but he didn't let it show on his face. "What about the rent?"

Elena was glad that he asked. "If you're going to stay for a week, how about 150 euros? No, no. A hundred euros will be fine."

Luke said, "I can accept 150 euros. Where's the landlord?"

Elena held out her hand with a smile. "Let me reintroduce myself. I'm the landlord's daughter. So, you can stay here and wait for my dad to return."

Luke was speechless. "I'm honored to know this other side of you, esteemed and beautiful Mademoiselle Tatu." He too stretched out his hand.

They smiled at each other after shaking hands.

Luke said, "If that's all, I'm thinking about getting something to eat. Do you want to join

me?"

Elena said, "Well, I just had breakfast… But I think I can have a cup of coffee."

Luke nodded his head. "You must let me buy it for you for your help."

Elena nodded her head happily. "Let's go to the coffee shop on the street corner."

Five minutes later, they sat down inside the coffee shop.

Yes, the coffee shop was very close by. It was less than twenty meters away from the apartment building.

The coffee shop was quite small, and only had two tables inside.

Luke couldn't quite understand the menu. He simply asked Elena to help order for him.

While he had breakfast, Luke chatted with Elena.

He deliberately steered the topic toward things he was interested in, like places of unrest where criminals tended to gather.

Naturally, Luke couldn't outright ask the questions, but he did get a lot of information thanks to his looks.

Elena had always lived in the 17th arrondissement, which was reasonably safe.

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Chapter 182 Lost Bet and a Part-Time Tour Guide

Going northeast from the 17th arrondissement, the 18th and 19th arrondissements weren't as safe.

Further off was Seine-Saint-Denis, commonly known as neuf trois. According to Elena, it was hell and wasn't part of France.

Luke decided that he could check out the 18th arrondissement tonight. As for neuf trois, he had just killed a bunch of gangsters there last night, so he should avoid the area for the time being

Also, Luke had another information source that was better than this art girl – Daniel.

The cab driver, who clearly wasn't the most law-abiding citizen, would've already been killed by the local gangsters if he didn't know every part of Paris well.

After he made up his mind, Luke relaxed and chatted with Elena.

At noon, Luke said that he would go back to the apartment to get some rest and pay the rent.

Elena followed Luke and said that she would help him call for her dad.

But her dad wasn't around.

Elena apologized to him, but Luke could tell that she had known beforehand, and had purposely followed him upstairs

But he had too many preparations to make to hang out with the girl. He could only say that he needed to get some rest, before he closed the door.

With his Sharp Nose, Luke could tell that Elena remained outside his door for at least a minute before she left. He could even hear her giving vague cheers.

Unfortunately, her cheers were in French, and Luke couldn't understand what she was saying

Luke shook his head with a smile and took out his modified laptop from his backpack as he started to go through the files on Paris that he had acquired earlier.

He checked various sorts of information, such as the distance from his place to the 18th arrondissement and to neuf trois, means of transport, the state that shops and buildings were in, and so on.

Paris was too big for him to find information on everything, but he still preferred to be prepared as much as possible.

It was a shame that Tony Stark wasn't capable of creating advanced artificial intelligence yet, so Luke couldn't make any either.

But Luke suspected that he wouldn't be able to create a Jarvis even if he learned all of Tony Stark's abilities.

Tony Stark's abilities didn't include anything for creating Jarvis; it seemed that the A.I.'s invention had been a fluke.

So, Luke didn't have high hopes in that regard.

An hour later, someone knocked on his door.

Luke raised his head and saw Elena's smiling face at the window; he hadn't drawn the curtain.

He was amused. Why was Elena waiting at the window like a little kid after knocking on the door?

He put his laptop back into his bag and opened the door. "Elena, what's up?"

Elena said, "My dad's back. He wants to meet you."

Luke was at a loss. Why did he feel like he was meeting a girlfriend's dad? He was only a renter!

Then, he noticed a man who looked to be around fifty behind Elena. "Is this your father? How should I address him?"

Elena said, "Well, just call him Pierre."

Luke nodded and held out his hand to the old man. "Pierre, it's nice to meet you."

Pierre, on the other hand, didn't respond immediately. He sized up Luke before he finally nodded. "A good lad." Then, he hugged Luke.

Luke was stunned. Were they so close already? Or were French people all this warm?

Pierre's English was poor. With Elena translating, Luke learned that Pierre welcomed his stay here, and he reminded Luke to return before six in the evening.

Luke nodded with a smile. "I'll remember that. I'll let you know if I'm not coming back for the night."

Elena found that odd. "You might not come back?"

Luke said with a smile, "I'm here with my teacher. Sometimes, I need to study with her."

Elena was curious, but didn't ask since they weren't that close. She simply nodded her head.

Actually, Luke was about to head out.

Giving Mr. Pierre his rent, Luke left the apartment with his backpack. Elena was clearly disappointed. She had wanted to talk to Luke in the afternoon.

Luke said goodbye and walked out to the street.

He took a bus to a Bouygues branch, which was one of the three biggest telecommunication service providers. After buying several prepaid Nokia phones, he made a call with one of them.

Twenty minutes later, Daniel arrived. He still looked like a rogue, but the smile on his face was most brilliant. "Rich guy, I'm so glad to see you again."

Amused, Luke got into the cab. "I'm sure you are, because you won the bet." He threw a thousand euros at the driver.

Daniel pocketed the money with a smile. "Where to today, rich guy?"

Luke said, "Take me to the 18th arrondissement. Don't go too fast, and tell me what you know about the area on the way."

Daniel hesitated. "But I'm a cab driver, not a professional tour guide."

Luke threw another thousand euros at him. "Five hundred euros as a tip and five hundred euros as a consultation fee. I'll give you the cab fare later."

Daniel immediately said, "It suddenly occurs to me that I know Paris well enough. Rich guy, what do you want to know?"

Luke said, "The 18th arrondissement, the red light district, and dangerous gangs."

Daniel looked at him in the rearview mirror and said, "Hehe, you want to have fun? I can recommend a safe place. But do use protection, and I'm talking about protecting your life, not your health. There was a guy who ignored my advice, and had to go to the doctor in the end…"

Luke interrupted the chatterbox and said, "No, I want details of whatever you know. I'll decide where to go myself. Daniel, be professional!"

Daniel shrugged and said, "Alright, what do you want to know?"

For the next two hours, Daniel drove by several places in the 18th arrondissement at a sedate pace, before he dropped Luke off somewhere.

Luke tossed another thousand euros at Daniel. "This is the cab fare and additional consultation fee. Don't dawdle if I need your cab again."

Daniel kissed the cash with a smile. "For your generosity, I'll always be at your service."

He had earned three thousand euros in just two hours.

Unlike regular cabs, his cab was illegal.

That was right, his driver's license was fake. He was on the DMV's blacklist, and they refused to issue him any sort of certification.

But he was a skilled and smart driver, and he could switch out his license plates, which made it impossible for the police to track him down – Daniel and his cab didn't exist in the Paris police database.

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Chapter 183 Benefit and Luck

An invisible cab driver would certainly be very convenient for Luke's operation.

He could drive himself, but that might draw unwanted attention.

As long as he gave Daniel enough money, however, the man would take him anywhere.

Of course, Luke didn't ask Daniel to take him directly to his destination. He wasn't an idiot, and wouldn't trust someone he had just met so easily.

Actually, it wasn't the first time that Daniel had taken rich kids who wanted to have fun to the unruly areas.

He felt that Luke had been able to make it back from neuf trois previously only because Luke was lucky. He didn't make the connection between Luke and that shocking case in neuf trois two days ago – to Daniel, that seemed more like a gang fight.

As they chatted, Luke learned that Daniel was about to get married and was in dire need of money.

Compared with French people, most Americans could almost be considered diligent.

Most French people would bask in the sun or enjoy a cup of coffee if they could choose not to work.

Although not everybody was like that, it was the general attitude in France. It was normal and understandable for most people.

So, although Daniel had made plenty of money as an illegal cab driver, he barely had any savings.

He was about to get married, but didn't even have enough money to buy his fiancée's father some gifts.

Luke's money had helped with some of that. At the very least, Daniel had the money now to buy some presents and some decent clothes.

It was slightly past four in the afternoon.

It was the beginning of January, so the sun was already starting to set. The sky turned gloomy, and it soon started drizzling.

Luke looked at the sky and disappeared into an alley.

Five hours later, Luke returned to the building that his apartment was in. He thought for a moment before he made a call. "Elena? I'm downstairs. Can you toss down the key to the door?"

But the door of the building opened five minutes later. Behind the door was Elena in her pajamas. She was quite excited. "You're back?"

Luke was both amused and touched to see her. He said, "Just go upstairs now in case you catch a cold." He then entered the building and closed the door.

Returning to his room, Luke looked back at Elena and said helplessly, "Elena, weren't you sleeping?"

Elena exclaimed and said, "Of course, I'm going back." But she didn't move.

Luke said helplessly, "I've had a busy day. I'll take a shower and go to bed. Good night."

He entered his room, pulled the curtain shut, and took off his clothes.

Thankfully, Elena soon returned to her room instead of remaining outside the door.

Luke wasn't in a rush. He still had one more week in Paris.

Thinking that, Luke took out clean clothes from his backpack and took a shower.

Then, he set his alarm, dried his hair, and went to bed.

The bedding which Elena had given him in the afternoon smelled of detergent and sunlight, which was quite comfortable.

Luke soon fell asleep.

At seven the next morning, Luke opened his eyes and got up.

He first did some warm-ups on the roof, mostly to stretch his arms and legs.

This was hardly exercise for him, and was only meant to adjust his body so that it was in prime condition after a night of sleep.

Ten minutes later, he was done with his warm-ups. He stopped by Elena's room on his way back.

Elena's curtain was only half-closed. Luke narrowed his eyes and peeped into the room, only to discover that Elena was still sleeping with her back to the window, and that she seemed to prefer sleeping in the nude.

So, Luke had quite the view.

Enjoying it for a few seconds, Luke went back to his room to get ready.

If I'm lucky at the start of the day, I should be lucky the whole day, right? Luke thought optimistically.

Soon, all his preparations were done. He called Elsa on his way downstairs.

Elsa complained angrily and told him to get lost because he was interrupting her sleep.

Luke's ears were keen enough for him to hear a man on the other end of the phone say, "… You're up?"

With a weird look on his face, Luke hung up and saw that it was half past eight.

It was the perfect time for people on vacation to sleep in, particularly for a certain woman who might've been very busy last night.

He had breakfast in the little coffee shop on the street corner. The boss of the shop generously gave him two additional croissants. Luke thanked him with a smile and got to work.

He took Daniel's cab to the 13th arrondissement and gave the driver five hundred euros. Then, Luke walked into Chinatown.

The small stores and the square Chinese characters on the signboards were quite familiar to him.

He almost felt like he was on a street in a small city in China back in his previous life, where most people could buy everything they needed within a range of several hundred meters.

Restaurants, butcher shops, barbershops, clothes stores, bookshops, and many other stores could be found here.

Luke enjoyed himself as he wandered around the place and did a bit of shopping.

The greatest benefit of this place was that it was impossible to track what he bought, because there were too many people here.

After a day, nobody would remember that Luke had visited this place.

Luke bought everything he needed in an hour, including certain things that were quite rare on the market, such as certain top-tier electronic products and materials.

It wasn't hard for him to purchase the items he needed because Luke offered to buy them for much higher than the market price.

Leaving Chinatown in satisfaction, Luke took a cab to the 18th arrondissement and found the lair of the human traffickers.

Luke listened to what was happening in the base from the roof of a nearby building; he had already placed several simple bugs in some of the rooms the day before.

He soon heard a piece of good news.

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Chapter 184 A Family Should Always Be Together

The core of this human trafficking gang was a family known as Krassnig.

Now, the family patriarch was coming. He was the father of Marco, the guy whom Luke had killed.

Luke couldn't help but chuckle. This family would soon be reunited in the other world!

That afternoon, two Benzs arrived and stopped in front of the apartment building.

Eight people got out of the cars, led by an old man with white hair and a long beard.

The old man wasn't tall, but looked quite intimidating – this had to be the patriarch of the Krassnig family.

Spending the afternoon on the roof and enjoying coffee and croissants, Luke couldn't be any more comfortable.

How had he brought hot coffee up here? By storing it in his personal space, of course.

It was also practice for him as he familiarized himself with the storage function of his personal space.

The patriarch left the apartment building, before returning again that evening. He didn't seem particularly happy.

Luke wondered if he had seen the honeycomb that his son's body had become. Did the man not like his son's new style?

That night, Luke snuck into the apartment building again.

This operation was the same as last time, except that he had more people to deal with today.

Plus the patriarch, there were altogether fifteen armed gangsters in the building.

But they had lousy defenses. Luke eliminated them one by one, starting with their boss, who didn't even carry a gun.

Luke didn't use a gun because there were other residents in the building, and he didn't know if they were related to the gangsters.

Besides, Luke didn't want to create dozens of bodies in downtown Paris. So, he simply took care of the gangsters with guns and ignored the rest.

There was only one unarmed young man whom he killed.

The moment he saw the man, Luke thought he looked familiar.

A moment later, he recalled that this was the man who had chatted up Amanda and Kim at the cab stop outside the airport.

To make sure that he wasn't mistaken, Luke asked him a "friendly" question instead of knocking him out.

This guy named Peter then confessed that he wandered around the airport and train stations searching for targets for his gang.

Luke nodded silently after hearing the answer.

A moment later, he had another sixty kilograms of trash in his personal space.

Apart from all the trash he accumulated, he put more than 100,000 euros in cash into his personal space.

He had found the money in a briefcase that the old man had been carrying. It was Luke's, now.

The system notification popped up.

Mission: Eliminate the main members of the Krassnig group.

Total experience: 1,000. Total credit: 1,000.

Contribution rate: 100%. EXP 1,000. Credit 1,000.

It was a lot more than Luke had expected, probably because this gang was basically wiped out now that its boss was dead. So, Luke received a bonus for indirectly saving more girls who might've fallen victim to them in the future.

At half past eight, he flung out his grappling hook from the roof and crossed over the tops of several buildings before he took a subway back to the 17th arrondissement.

The rooms in the apartment building that he left behind were completely empty, as if the gangsters had never been there.

Elena was surprised at Luke's early return. "You're quite early today."

Luke noticed that it was almost nine. It was indeed rather… early.

He said with a smile, "I've been busy with work for the last couple of days."

Elena said, "You must watch yourself at night."

Luke nodded. Going back to his room, he sat down and went back over tonight's operation for possible flaws.

Half an hour later, he concluded his analysis in satisfaction and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

Opening the bathroom door, Luke was stunned for a moment. He said, "Sorry. I'll come back later."

Elena had obviously just finished taking a shower in the bathroom, and was putting on a bathrobe.

Thankfully, she had covered the important parts, so it wasn't an overly embarrassing encounter.

Elena's face was red, not entirely because she had just taken a shower. "That's fine. I'm already done."

Luke said, "Thank you."

Elena closed the door and dried her hair absentmindedly. All she could think of was Luke's beautiful muscles!

Luke naturally wasn't fully dressed since he had been planning to take a shower. He was only wearing a pair of shorts with a bath towel slung over his shoulder, revealing most of his pectorals and biceps.

That was the benefit of investing stats points in Strength.

If he had invested them in Dexterity or Mental Strength, could he have made a girl trip over herself at the sight of his naked body?

Luke didn't really pay attention to Elena's unusual behavior.

Like any other art student, the girl tended to be absentminded, and her eyes glittered now and then.

What Luke didn't know was that it wasn't because she was an art student, but because she was attracted to him.

When he woke up the next morning, Elena had already gone out.

Luke brushed his teeth, only to be surprised to see a certain girl's underwear in the bathroom.

There was no telling whether she had forgotten to take it with her because she was used to female roommates, or she had been in too much of a hurry that morning.

Taking a walk, Luke went to the coffee shop and ordered some food.

He was enjoying the food, when he heard a familiar female voice. "Hey, Luke."

Luke raised his head with a smile. "Elena, can I buy you some food? I haven't thanked you for opening the door for me every day."

Carrying the easel, Elena hesitated for a moment, but still sat down. "We can eat together, but I'll pay for my own food."

Luke thought for a moment before he said, "Okay. Your help definitely isn't this cheap. I'll buy you a decent dinner someday."

Elena shook his head quickly. "No, no, that would be too wasteful."

But feeling that her words might be taken the wrong way, she added, "I mean, opening the door isn't a big deal. You don't have to spend a lot of money on dinner to thank me for that."

Luke nodded thoughtfully. "Alright. Then, please wait until I come up with a good reason."

Elena nodded with a smile. "Take your time."

Elena soon ordered today's specialty, which was only worth a dozen euros.

Looking at the tiny food portion, Luke couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that too little?"

Elena looked at the food on the table, most of which belonged to Luke, and smiled. "Yes, of course. I may put on weight if I eat too much, though, particularly on my waist and… well, my legs."

Luke chuckled.

He knew which part Elena really meant.

Based on his own observation, that part of her body was indeed plush.

Elena blushed slightly, as if she knew that Luke had guessed what she had been about to say.

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Chapter 185 Robbery? Give Me Your Money

Generally, French people liked her body shape, and Americans did too. Elena didn't think that Luke preferred it, however.

She was an art student who was good at observing and sketching human bodies.

After two days of living together, she noticed that Luke had quite the athletic body – he must be someone who worked out regularly.

It was a pity that it was still January – if it was summer, she would be able to enjoy more of Luke's body.

He had to be very strong! Elena blushed again at the thought, not because she was shy, but because she was excited.

As an art student, she always preferred male models with amazing muscles.

Luke was feeling very relaxed right now.

He needed to adjust his mood after the big job last night.

When he was at home, he could alleviate his discomfort by cooking or talking with Selina.

His discomfiture had less to do with illness, gloom, fear or bloodthirstiness, and more with subtle feelings like excitement, hopefulness and even cockiness.

The human mind was complicated.

Greyson hadn't found anything abnormal about Luke last time, mostly because of Luke's ability to readjust his emotions.

Even if he hadn't killed them, those bad guys would've been eliminated by the superheroes of this world someday, so Luke mostly regarded the villains as NPCs through whom he could earn experience points. He didn't feel guilty about killing them.

The system was also a source of reassurance.

So far, he hadn't been punished for killing the wrong person.

Given that he lost five credit points for stealing five dollars before, there was no way that the system would let him kill random people.

Thus, all the people he killed had deserved to die.

In a good mood, Luke chatted with Elena as he enjoyed his food. They then went upstairs together.

Elena moved her easel to the roof and continued working.

Luke also moved a chair from his room to the roof and turned on his laptop.

Using Elena's wifi connection, Luke looked up scenic spots in Paris.

A moment later, he raised his head to see that Elena was already busy drawing.

Getting up, Luke took a look at her work from behind without disturbing her, and was amused. Why have I turned into a bird man?

On Elena's drawing board was the beginning of a sketch of Luke, except that he was glowing and smiling, with a pair of wings on his back and a bible in his hand.

This Luke had the same pose as the real Luke earlier.

But wasn't I holding a laptop? Also, isn't that halo around me exaggerated? Luke grumbled inwardly, but didn't interrupt Elena.

Sometimes, art had nothing to do with the real life references, and was only about its creator's feelings and intentions.

Luke shook his head with a smile and returned to his room with his laptop.

A moment later, Luke went downstairs.

He had put on a hoodie and a face mask. Carrying his black backpack, he got onto a bus.

The bus was in poor condition, and the few people on board didn't look like decent people at all, but were more like habitual thieves.

They looked at Luke when he got on but didn't say anything.

Ten minutes later, someone couldn't hold back anymore.

Although Luke had covered his face, his clothes and his posture suggested that he was from a different background.

Three reckless black men approached him and brandished knives as they warned him not to move.

Luke remained still as only his hands moved unhurriedly. The three men saw him take out a pair of gloves and put them on.

But gloves weren't fatal weapons. The foolish scoundrels pressed forward.

One of them reached for Luke's backpack, and another for his collar.

Just as their hands were about to touch him, Luke's own hands darted out to grasp theirs, before he pressed down and twisted.

With the sound of two cracks, the two men screamed wretchedly.

Luke remained seated and silent. Crossing his arms, he stomped on the hands of the two men, who had dropped to their knees.

The other passengers in the bus were stunned. This wasn't the show they were expecting

Their hands dislocated, the two men didn't dare struggle at all. They could only scream as they hit Luke's legs with their other hand.

With an indifferent air, Luke picked up a dagger that one of the two robbers had dropped and threw it.

The third man screamed and dropped his gun, the dagger having gone through his wrist. Chances were that he would be handicapped for the rest of his life.

Luke slowly got up and kicked away the two robbers who were still screaming on their knees.

He slowly moved forward, playing with a butterfly knife in his hand.

Everybody was silent. Luke picked up the gun that the black man had dropped and examined it unhurriedly, before he pointed it at the three robbers. "Give me your money."

The passengers on board were speechless. It seemed that the robbers had just tried to rob another more proficient robber.

Taking a hundred euros from the three unlucky robbers and kicking them off the bus, Luke returned to the back row.

Nobody messed with him again.

Luke got off after he entered neuf trois. He took a deep breath – the air here oozed experience and credit!

Intentionally walking into the dodgy corners, he soon caught the attention of criminals.

After looting three groups of rogues, Luke finally encountered some gangsters who had a car.

They surrounded Luke with knives, but then stopped moving when Luke pointed his gun at them.

One gangster in the car also had a gun, but Luke was faster.

Luke shot him in the shoulder when he was still taking out his gun. The man was quite lucky that he hadn't been killed.

Luke threw the man out of the car and drove off.

Half an hour after entering neuf trois, he had become a man with two guns and a car.

He searched the car with Sharp Nose for a while, and found various items which included bullets, cash and some weed. None of it was overly useful to him.

However, he was delighted to find a dozen coins. He could use them to test the system's rules without worrying about losing too many points.

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Chapter 186 Nimble or Dead

Luke kept a one euro coin and a fifty cent coin for himself, and decided to use the rest of the coins like his small balls to hit criminals with

Suddenly, he heard a drawn out scream.

Slowing the car down, Luke craned his head and looked up, only to see a man scream as he fell from the tenth floor of a building.

Luke was rather amused. Was this what people meant by "be nimble or be dead"?

However, the gun that the guy was holding suggested that he wasn't an ordinary person.

Luke wasn't interested in exposing himself by rescuing the falling gunman.

Bang! Whooosh!

The man crashed onto a car that was parked next to the building, leaving a huge dent in it.

Luke saw blood pour out of the man's mouth and nose. He shook his head and got out, then raised his head.

He noticed a man swinging on a long rope from the tenth floor to the rooftop of the neighboring building like Spider-Man before leaping down agilely.

Luke remarked with a smile, "Interesting! He's both gutsy and skilled!"

From the man's posture as he swung and leapt around, Luke could tell that he had astonishing athletic ability.

Faint cries rang out from the first building. Several people then burst out and jumped over to the neighboring building as well.

Luke was rather amused. "This truly is an amazing place."

He got back into his car and followed them.

But three hundred meters later, he stopped.

The young man who was being chased had disappeared in a gap between two buildings, behind which was a jumble of bungalows.

As an outsider, Luke couldn't even find a road to enter the area.

I'll just consider it a free action movie! Luke thought as he drove off.

Daniel had mentioned several gangs, and Luke was here to find out which of them would be the most profitable for him.

After around half an hour, Luke stopped the car in front of a supermarket.

He bought two bottles of soda water from a vending machine.

Suddenly, Luke heard the sound of engines.

Luke turned around, only to see two cars screech to a stop behind his car.

Bang!

One of the cars even crashed into Luke's car with its reinforced bumper and pushed it forward around two meters.

Luke raised his eyebrow. Well, well, well, aren't you aggressive?

Six men got out and charged into the supermarket, leaving the drivers behind in the cars.

One of the drivers noticed Luke and brandished his gun. "Boy, you want to be

shot?"

Luke immediately lowered his head and pretended to tremble with fear.

The people around him didn't show any surprise. Clearly, they were used to this.

Lingering ten meters away, Luke wasn't scared, even though two of the six people who had gotten out were carrying guns.

Several minutes later, a brawny man who was obviously their leader hauled out a girl, who struggled in his grip.

an wa

The man was almost 1.9 meters tall, and the girl was 1.65 meters tall at best. She couldn't look any more pitiful.

But her temper was bigger than her build. She cursed loudly, disobedience written all over her face.

She had long, black hair and round, chubby cheeks, though her jaw was sharp.

"Assh*les, what are you doing?" she yelled.

The brawny man looked at her as if she were a lamb about to be slaughtered. "Boss wants to see you."

"Idiot, my boss never shows up in the afternoon!" the girl yelled again.

The brawny man chuckled. "I'm talking about my boss, Taha. I'm sure you've heard his name before, haven't you?"

Yes, I have!

Luke's lip curled. The name was still fresh in his mind!

Taha was one of the famous big bosses that Daniel had mentioned several times. He specialized in drugs and dealing weed. His shipments were always among the top three in the area in terms of volume.

Watching them grab the girl and take her away, Luke got into his car and slowly followed them.

Twenty minutes later, Luke stopped a block away.

He clicked his tongue at the buildings up ahead, feeling a little shocked.

A hundred meters up front was a high wall which surrounded several buildings, and Luke could only see one entrance along it.

Several men stood on the street like guards. They stopped and checked every car that wanted to enter the block, and even interrogated the driver, before they moved the spike strips on the ground away.

Luke also noticed people holding rifles in the houses behind the guards. That was serious firepower.

And that wasn't the end of it.

Luke saw guards patrolling on top of the high wall. They were obviously armed with pistols, rifles – the whole kaboodle.

Was this place some kind of military fortress?

But those guards were clearly lazy and sloppy. Luke didn't think that this place was a military camp.

It was an individually constructed fortress, but it was truly impressive.

Luke parked the car in an alley not far away. It was already four in the afternoon, and night would fall soon.

He entered an adjacent building and went upstairs.

Reaching the rooftop, he surveyed the environment.

As he was observing the ringed fortress, he saw someone nimbly climb the wall into the place.

A guard who walked past the area stopped and looked back, but then shook his head and went on his way, with no idea that a stranger had just snuck in right under his nose.

Luke was amused. That was the consequence of a lack of professionalism.

If they had arranged for better sentry guards and surveillance cameras, it would be near impossible for someone to sneak in without reinforcements or equipment.

Luke was cautious by nature, and would do reconnaissance first. If he were as bold as that stranger, however, he could enter the fortress easily enough, too.

After ten minutes of observation, Luke shook his head.

This street fortress wasn't as intimidating as it looked.

With his fake phone, Luke detected few surveillance cameras in the area, and some important locations that should have been covered had nothing at all.

The patrol guards weren't doing their jobs properly either. They were more like deterrents for show rather than an actual defense line against intruders.

The sky had gotten even darker while Luke was doing his reconnaissance.

Without any further delay, Luke went downstairs and climbed into the street fortress through a flaw in their defense that he had just discovered.

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Chapter 187 Raise Your Head and Behold Your Karma

With his Sharp Nose, Luke soon found the young man who had just snuck in.

The young man was looking down through the skylight of a building.

So, Luke looked through another skylight from the other side of the roof.

"You idiots, I gave you twenty kilograms at ten in the morning, and you told me that the drugs were gone an hour later. Now, you're telling me that you didn't catch anyone when twelve of you were sent out. Are you pigs?" mocked a balding white man from where he was sitting.

A man said embarrassedly, "Boss, that guy's too slippery. He's like soap!"

His lackeys all nodded their heads in agreement.

Their bald boss waved his hand impatiently. "The twenty kilograms of drugs are worth a million euros. What soap is worth a million euros? Now, how are you going to pay me back?"

The brawny man and his lackeys looked at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't have a million euros at all. Actually, they could barely gather 100,000 euros.

The bald boss said, "Tell me, who's going to bring back the million euros? You, you, or

you?"

With awkward smiles on their faces, the brawny man and his lackeys quickly shook their heads.

The bald boss groped in a drawer for a moment and took out a P226.

Bang!

He shot the leftmost lackey in the leg.

After a brief pause, he moved his gun and shot a second lackey in the leg as well.

He then moved his gun again and aimed at the brawny man.

"Me!" Motivated by the desire to live, the brawny man bellowed, "I can get it back for

you!"

The bald boss chuckled. "Everyone truly needs a little motivation, don't they? Tell me, how are you going to get the money back?" He finally put his gun down.

The brawny man said in a hurry, "Reto! It was Reto who stole our drugs! We grabbed his sister."

The bald boss said, "That b*stard's poor! How is his sister going to help?" He looked like he was going to raise his gun again.

The brawny man cried out, "She will! Reto just got himself an expensive car."

The bald boss waved his gun impatiently. "Bullsh*t! An expensive car? It's only worth half the original price in an illegal sale."

The brawny man said, "I heard that there are special goods in the car."

The gun in the bald boss's hand paused. "What special goods?".

The brawny man replied, "I don't know. Wait, they're valuable. The goods are very valuable!"

Seeing that his boss was aiming at him again, the man added with a yell, "So, Reto can give us the goods in exchange for his sister."

The bald boss frowned for a moment before he nodded. "Very well. A little pressure does help you think! Send Reto a message about his sister."

Hugely relieved, the brawny man left in a hurry.

The bald boss was angry. "Take those people away, and clean up the mess."

The brawny man gestured at his lackeys and slipped away.

The lackeys who had been fortunate enough to survive the fiasco were sweating as they wiped up the blood on the floor with the clothes of their fellows who were less lucky, before they quickly left the room.

"Idiots!" The bald boss was still pissed. "He's just a minor gangster! After I catch him, I'll make him lick…"

Whooosh!

Luke scratched his head. Bro, are you kidding me? You're already taking action?

The young man had broken the skylight and landed on the bald boss.

They fought for a bit, but the bald boss had much less vigor than the young man, and was soon pressed to the table with a knife to his neck.

The young man said, "Taha, you didn't see it coming, did you? I'm right here. What do you want me to lick?"

The two of them traded barbs for a moment. The young man threatened the bald boss into letting his sister go.

The young man was none other than the guy who had been swinging between buildings in the afternoon. His name was Reto.

The bald boss named Taha could only yield. Very soon, the brawny man was told to return, and he brought a little girl with him.

Luke was greatly amused, because he recognized the girl too.

Reto's sister was that very girl whom the brawny man had kidnapped from the supermarket.

The people in the room faced off against one another, but the siblings held Taha at gunpoint with his own weapon and left this office/home.

In the end, Luke saw the brother and sister bundle Taha into a car and drive away.

Luke shook his head and smiled. He jumped into the room through the skylight that Reto had broken.

All the members in the street fortress were distracted after their boss Taha was kidnapped. Nobody came into the room.

Luke casually surveyed the place.

The detector function on his fake phone had been on the whole time. He was certain that there weren't any surveillance cameras here.

That made sense. No gang boss would install a surveillance camera in their office – that would practically be offering up evidence to the police.

Luke strolled around the room as if it were a garden. He then opened a safe and took the cash that was in it.

The cash was in euros, dollars and pounds. All up, it was about 500,000 dollars.

Oddly enough, Luke didn't find any illegal drugs, except for the pile of white crystals on Taha's table.

Sitting on the couch, Luke thought for a moment. He recalled the conversation between Taha and the brawny man, when the latter mentioned that Reto had stolen and destroyed twenty kilograms of their drugs.

Luke could only shake his head regretfully. He couldn't earn experience and credit from eliminating the drugs anymore.

He also found a surveillance monitor with scenes of other locations in the building.

Taha certainly didn't trust his subordinates. He had installed plenty of surveillance cameras.

Luke grinned after watching for a while.

The few surveillance cameras which were installed on the second, third and fourth floors were focused on the access points.

Taha stayed on the fifth floor, which only had one surveillance camera; it was trained on the elevator so that he could decide whether someone was allowed to come in.

However, there were ten surveillance cameras on the first floor, which was a workshop where ten people were still hard at work even though Taha had just been kidnapped.

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Chapter 188 Be Loud When You Enjoy Coffee

It turned out that the first floor of the building was a workshop where illegal drugs were manufactured for distribution.

Observing the workshop carefully, Luke turned off the surveillance cameras and got ready to take action.

He was very eager because he had yet to destroy a drug workshop.

Suddenly, the light above the elevator blinked, which indicated that someone was coming.

Surprised, Luke hid himself behind a nearby curtain.

The elevator doors opened, and Taha and the brawny man came in.

What surprised Luke was that the brawny man was carrying Reto's sister.

What the heck did the siblings do? How did Taha turn things around?

Eavesdropping on the conversation between Taha and the brawny man, Luke realized what happened.

After Reto escaped, he was betrayed by a corrupt officer and was now in jail, while Taha had taken his sister back to vent his anger.

Luke didn't know what to say.

Thankfully, he didn't need to work with the officers here, or many of them would lose their jobs.

After the brawny man left, Taha thought for a moment, then called for a pot of hot coffee. He complained, "Damn it. A minor hoodlum ruined my coffee time."

Leaning back comfortably in his chair, he sipped his coffee with great satisfaction.

Crossing his arms, Luke looked at the guy indifferently from behind.

Two seconds later, Taha raised the coffee cup again.

"Hu."

"Ha."

"Hu."

"Ha-"

After three mouthfuls, Taha was finally satisfied. He looked at Reto's sister, who had just woken up, and said, "You have guts to kidnap me.

"Do you see this? This is my prize for you. You'll be as obedient as a little b*tch in a few minutes. Haha!" Taha used a card to split up the pile of white crystals on his table.

Reto's sister's eyes shone with fear and anger, but she was gagged and tied up. She couldn't move at all.

"I'll entertain you after I finish this latte." Taha raised his cup again.

"Hu-"

"Ha~"

On the floor, Reto's sister suddenly stopped struggling. Her eyes widened in surprise.

Taha laughed. "Are you scared? But it's useless. You embarrassed me in front of every… hgh!"

Before he finished speaking, someone grabbed his head and stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth.

Taha had no time to react when his arms were twisted behind him and tied together. Then, he was gagged.

Taha wanted to struggle, but to no avail.

At that moment, the person who had tied him up kicked him so that he fell next to Reto's sister.

Taha and Reto's sister looked at the attacker in fright.

The person was wearing a black hood over his head, and he sat down unhurriedly and turned away. When he turned back around, there was a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.

Unhurriedly, the man raised the cup and sipped it.

"Hu-"

"Ha-"

Both Taha and Reto's sister were lost for words.

After that, Luke put the coffee cup back into his personal space in satisfaction.

You think you're the only one who can enjoy coffee? I can enjoy coffee loudly too!

After showing up Taha, Luke cut off a long strip of the phone wire that was in one corner of the room.

He tied one end of the wire to the window frame and wove a noose on the other end, before he dragged Taha to the window.

Realizing what Luke's plan was, Taha moaned and shook his head frantically as he begged for mercy.

On the floor, Reto's sister was so shocked that she simply looked on in silence.

Taha, a big boss who was one of the top three drug dealers in the area, was hung with a noose made from phone wire by a mysterious man in gray.

The window frame creaked before it quickly settled.

At that moment, someone on the communicator said, "Boss, we've got trouble."

Luke looked at the surveillance monitor, only to see the brawny man waiting in the elevator.

He thought for a moment, then let the man in.

The moment the elevator doors opened and the brawny man stepped out, he saw Taha's body hanging from the window frame.

Utterly shocked, he started toward Taha to find out what happened.

But right after he exited the elevator, he was hit in the back of the head, and passed out.

Dragging the guy to the table, Luke looked at his open mouth. Scratching his own chin, he turned his eyes to the white crystals on the table.

Well, there was no need for him to find a toilet now! Thinking this, Luke swept the crystals onto a magazine on the table.

Then, he rolled up the magazine and stuffed it into the brawny man's wide open mouth.

Making sure that all the crystals had slid down into the man's mouth, Luke took out the magazine.

However, the crystals didn't dissolve at all, and simply piled up in the man's mouth.

Luke glanced around. Picking up Taha's coffee pot, he poured the coffee into the man's mouth.

Soon, the man swallowed the mix of latte and crystals.

Luke nodded in satisfaction and put the coffee pot down. He walked over to Reto's sister and pressed the play button on his fake phone. "Wait here. I'll bring you out later."

Then, he went to the basement.

The place looked like a parking lot. Nobody was around when Luke exited the elevator. He wandered among the cars at ease as he looked for the things he needed.

Ten minutes later, Luke returned to the first floor and broke one of the glass windows quietly, scoffing at the lack of defense which the gang had on the windows.

Perhaps the drug dealers thought that nobody could break into their nest which was surrounded by a high wall and protected by hundreds of guards outside.

Luke climbed in and soon knocked out everybody in the workshop. He then evenly spread out the gasoline and combustibles that he had put together in the workshop, before setting a timer.

After everything was done, he rushed out of the first floor and returned to Taha's office on the fifth floor with his grappling hook.

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Chapter 189 Tip and Coffee

When Luke returned to the office, he found Reto's sister cutting through the rope around her hands with a knife.

But the knife wasn't sharp enough, and it was difficult for her to use it in her current position.

Luke was amused by the little girl's determination.

Without wasting any time, Luke tossed away her knife and covered her head with a black bag. He then carried her to the roof with his grappling hook.

Two minutes later, Luke appeared in an alley several hundred meters away with the girl.

Cutting the rope around her hands and feet, Luke gave her the pistol that he had taken from the brawny man. "Good luck, kid."

He then climbed the wall and disappeared.

The girl got rid of the bag over her head and looked around, but she was alone.

Looking at the pistol in her hand, she gritted her teeth and left the place in a hurry.

On the roof of a building not far away, Luke watched her leave and smiled. He then turned to look in the direction of the street fortress.

A moment later, after a few explosions, plumes of fire and smoke rose into the sky.

Looking at the workshop that was now ablaze, Luke smiled and left the place quickly with his grappling hook.

He found his car and drove it to the 18th arrondissement. He called Daniel. "Come pick me up. I'll send you the address."

Daniel complained, "Hey, seriously? It's two in the morning. I don't work at night!"

Luke said, "Two thousand euros."

Daniel said, "Fine, I'm on my way." Two thousand euros was more than what he could earn over several days. Only an idiot would refuse.

Also, with his driving skills, it would only take him several minutes to reach the address.

In less than ten minutes, Daniel's cab came to an abrupt stop before Luke.

Luke got in and said, "To Montmartre Cemetery."

Daniel drove the cab off with a smile.

After the cab arrived, Luke gave Daniel a roll of cash. "The additional money is your tip." He quickly got out and disappeared into the dark.

Daniel quickly counted the cash in the dim light in the car. He suddenly cursed. "Damn it! Two thousand euros and fifty cents! You tipped me fifty cents!"

Luke deliberately gave him the fifty cents that he had looted from the people who had tried to rob him earlier. He didn't stint on the two thousand euros he had promised anyway.

The system didn't deduct his credit points after he used the coins.

Clearly, the system approved of him robbing the robbers.

Walking on the street in the dark, Luke checked his reward for cleaning up the drug dealers.

Mission: Kill the head of Taha's group and destroy the illegal drugs and workshop.

Total experience: 2,500. Total credit: 2,500.

Contribution rate: 100%. EXP 2,500. Credit 2,500.

As he expected, destroying the illegal drugs and the workshop had been a fruitful venture.

If he continued working like this for another week, he could probably level up again and finally learn Elementary Self-Healing.

However, he had been active for many days, and Taha's gang was one of the top three criminal groups in the area. It would be troublesome if a curfew was imposed while he continued to eliminate the drug dealers.

If that happened, it wouldn't just be the gangsters, but everybody in the area wouldn't tolerate him either.

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Luke returned to his apartment and sat on his bed as he reviewed the operation tonight as per usual.

At that moment, someone knocked on the bathroom door.

Luke said with a smile, "Come in. The door isn't locked."

Elena poked her head out of the bathroom. "Aren't you going to take a shower? It's raining outside. You must be cold."

Luke nodded his head. "Thank you, Elena. I was taking a break. I'm going to take one now."

Elena hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "I have coffee in my room. Would you like a cup of coffee after you shower?"

Luke nodded with a smile.

Elena, however, felt that there was something different about Luke tonight. She smiled and left.

Luke got up and took a shower.

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Elena made coffee in the kitchen and murmured, "What is it? It feels like he turned from morning sunlight into the cold rain and wind at night. Yes. That's the feeling."

She then shook her head. "It's probably just my imagination. He's probably just cold. Nobody can remain sunny after being out and about in such a cold wind."

A moment later, Luke finished his shower and changed into clean clothes. He knocked on the other bathroom door, and opened it after he heard Elena's reply.

This was the interesting part of this double apartment.

Connected by the bathroom in the middle, the two rooms appeared separate when they were in fact almost one unit.

Luke was wearing a shirt and a pair of sweatpants. Thanks to the heater, it wasn't cold in the room.

Elena offered him a cup of coffee with a smile.

Luke had to admit that it felt great to have a cup of hot coffee with a smiling, beautiful girl while listening to the rain fall on the roof outside.

The round table in the room was only meant for one person, so Luke and Elena were sitting very close to each other as they talked and laughed.

After finishing his coffee, Luke rose and said goodbye despite the fact that Elena hadn't shown any indication of wanting him to leave.

Inviting someone in for coffee at night was an obvious sign in France.

But Luke would be busy the next day, and probably the day after that. He couldn't be so rash.

To Elena's disappointment, Luke returned to his room.

But she didn't feel frustrated for long, and she chuckled a while later.

Although she was somewhat disappointed, Luke's decision wasn't unexpected.

He was gentle, funny, courteous, and happy to get close to her, but he wasn't in a rush to touch her.

Unlike most men, Luke seemed to prefer to connect with her emotionally rather than physically. She actually quite liked the feeling.

After reflecting on the matter, she no longer felt drowsy, so she simply set up her easel and started a new sketch.

The room was utterly quiet save for the sound of the rain.

As time went by, the outline of the sketch appeared. It was still an angel version of Luke.

But this Luke was looking down from a high vantage point, and he had a long spear in his hand, as if he was going to throw it in the next moment.

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Chapter 190 Late Hint and Immediate Action

Behind the angel was no longer a holy halo, but a dark, gloomy storm. The whole picture radiated a cold tone.

A long time later, Elena finally finished the sketch. She was stunned for a moment as she looked at her work.

In the end, she put the angel with the holy halo next to the angel that she had just drawn. Comparing them, she suddenly had the unsuppressable thought that she couldn't let this unique man go.

On the other side, after Luke lay down on his bed in his room, he was suddenly startled.

System: You have received Reto's appreciation. You may now learn all his abilities.

Reto's abilities: Basic Firearms, Basic Combat… Elementary Extreme Parkour.

Elementary Extreme Parkour: Prerequisites: 20 Strength and 20 Dexterity and 1,000 credit points.

Luke was rather amused.

It was a pleasant surprise that he now had another elementary ability he could learn, but what was the deal with Reto? Shouldn't he still be in jail?

Had Reto met his sister? Coming up with various guesses, Luke soon fell comfortably asleep.

What he didn't know was that Reto wasn't in prison at all, but with a young bald officer.

They had snuck into Taha's base earlier and fought quite a lot of gangsters. In the end, they stole back the car carrying valuable goods.

While making their escape, they ran into Reto's sister, who flagged the car down.

His sister had seen the car before, when Reto's subordinates had stolen it at the very beginning, and she naturally recognized her brother as the driver.

After they talked, Reto and the young bald officer were dumbfounded.

Just now, they had been arguing outside Taha's base whether they should attack it right away or do reconnaissance first.

But Reto's sister was now telling them that Taha was already dead.

Even more shockingly, Taha had been hung right in his office without making a sound, and his top fighter had been force fed at least a pound of drugs.

Taha's gang, which Reto and the young bald officer were both wary of, was already done

for.

Someone else would probably pick up the reins, but the gang wouldn't be as powerful as before, and Taha would have no part in it anymore.

Reto felt very lucky.

The car that his subordinates had stolen was loaded with sensitive and dangerous goods. He would spend the rest of his life in prison if he couldn't get the car back.

On the other hand, Taha's gang would never stop hunting him down if he stole the car from them.

But now that Taha had been killed out of the blue, Reto's troubles had disappeared.

Since Taha's top fighter was dead as well, Reto didn't think that there would be anyone who would mess with him or his sister.

Thank you, mysterious man, for saving my sister and killing Taha!

Reto was even more grateful when his sister told him that Taha had been going to feed her the drugs and turn her into a simpleton.

That was the moment when Luke received the system notification.

After Luke woke up the next morning, he met Elena and accepted her breakfast invitation.

A moment later, Luke was having coffee in Elena's room again. He gave the more or less complete sketch a weird look. "When did you draw this?"

Elena replied, "Last night. I think it's very cool! Not my sketch, I mean, but the vibe you were giving off last night."

Luke was amused. "Well, I admit that I'm happy to hear that. Few people describe me as cool."

Elena also smiled. "It's true that you don't usually look so cool."

Luke shrugged. "I can't put on a poker face all the time, can I? Playing cool is exhausting."

Elena smiled with even more delight.

Luke, however, sighed inwardly. He had killed too many people in the past few days. Even Elena had picked up on the anomaly in his aura!

Yesterday, he himself had vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he simply set the workshop on fire in the end without killing everyone else.

He couldn't continue on his killing spree anymore, or Elsa would also notice that something was wrong.

Furthermore, what was he going to do if he developed serious psychological issues? Go to Old Greyson for therapy?

Given all his secrets, he couldn't turn to any psychiatrist, not even Old Greyson.

He pondered this as he chatted with Elena.

A moment later, Luke rose and said goodbye. When he reached the door, however, he suddenly turned back around. "Elena, would you like to travel around Paris with me for a few days?"

Elena's slight disappointment immediately disappeared. "Really? You don't need to work anymore?"

Luke shrugged. "I can finish the work today. The rest of my time here will be for fun."

Elena nodded with a smile. "Sure, no problem."

Luke asked, "Hm, you won't have to skip classes, will you?"

Elena said, "We have to sketch interesting people and places in our own time. That was what I was doing in the park when we met. I still have ten more days for that."

Luke smiled. "That's great. Should we head out tomorrow?"

Elena nodded excitedly at first, before she suddenly shook her head.

Luke asked, "What's wrong?"

Elena said, "Actually, we can set off right now."

Luke nodded with a smile. "Anytime and anywhere, as long as you're willing."

In the next few days, Luke finally visited the Paris that he had heard about.

As far as he knew, Paris was supposed to be a beautiful city that was crowded with tourists and which had wonderful landscapes.

However, the Paris he had experienced in the past few days was full of blood, screams and criminals. It was the polar opposite of what he had heard.

As he took the subways and buses and roamed the avenues and alleys of Paris with Elena, he finally discovered for himself that the views were indeed as fascinating as described.

Luke even bought a professional camera, only because Elena was a rather talented photographer who could take much better photos than Luke.

If Luke took a photo of his girlfriend, his girlfriend would probably break up with him on the spot.

Even Elena stopped asking him to take photos after seeing several of the pictures that he had taken.

After traveling for two days, Luke proposed that they visit the sea.

Elena agreed without any hesitation. They traveled south from Paris to Marseilles by train.

Marseilles was much warmer than Paris, which was rather chilly because of the rain.

The city was warm and sunny when Luke and Elena arrived, even in January.

They traveled around the city for a day, then headed out to sea the following day on a yacht which they had booked beforehand.

Naturally, it was impossible to swim in January, when the maximum temperature was only a dozen degrees.

However, it was possible to sunbathe at noon.

Furthermore, people would inevitably get closer under the blue sky on a tranquil ocean.

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Chapter 191 Sexy Times and Elsa's Privacy

They weren't any different from other regular couples back in Paris.

They didn't return to shore that night, but slept on the boat out on the ocean.

The only thing that could be seen on the dark ocean was the dim light on the boat.

Elena was drenched in sweat under the light.

With a smile, Luke grabbed a towel and wiped her sweat for her. She soon drifted comfortably off to sleep.

She was exhausted.

Only she knew what it felt like to sleep with a man whose strength was seven times that of an ordinary person.

Her head was completely blank for most of the time as she cried out for god.

Luke, on the other hand, was still as energetic as ever.

Thanks to his stamina and his recovery ability, he was barely tired at all, while Elena was worn out.

Lying on the bed on the boat, he looked at the dark sky with a naked Elena in his arms.

Elena wasn't a fan of exercise and wasn't slim, but she wasn't fat either. She felt like a mass of cotton in Luke's arms.

Luke withdrew his arms and got up quietly.

He left the cabin and brought the ropes and rocks that he had loaded onto the boat in the day to the back of the boat. He tied the "garbage" that filled his personal space to the rocks and dropped them into the ocean.

Half an hour later, Luke scrubbed off the blood on him in the ocean, then took a shower in the cabin.

When he returned to the warm bed, Elena seemed to sense something. She moaned in her sleep and moved closer to him.

Luke smiled. He was feeling even more relaxed now that all the bodies had been disposed of.

So, he soon started another round…

Elena murmured a moment later, "Ah, you horny monkey! Ah, please slow down…"

The boat rocked for a long time on the ocean while she moaned.

Elena both loved and feared Luke during the five days in Marseilles.

However, these happy times couldn't last. Soon, it was the day that they would return to Paris.

And Luke and Elsa would be flying back to Los Angeles that night.

Elena already knew this, but she was still obviously reluctant to let Luke go.

After they returned to Paris, Luke took Elena back to her place first. She was truly exhausted after so many days of fun.

Luke, on the other hand, visited Chinatown before he returned to the apartment.

Elena had already been sleeping for two hours in her room by then, but a certain someone interrupted her.

She was used to sleeping naked, so it was very convenient for Luke.

Elena eventually passed out again.

The two-hour farewell sapped her of all strength.

Luke took a shower in the bathroom. He then put a box on Elena's table with a note below it. Next to the note was the key to his room.

He kissed Elena, and she kissed him back drowsily. Luke then got up and left the room.

It was another rainy day in Paris, but it didn't affect Luke's good mood.

The farewell with Elena, just like the farewell with Jimena, was a necessary part of his life. There was no need to be sad about it.

It was good enough that they had enjoyed their time together.

He didn't intend to get married in this life, or even find a girlfriend.

Given the system and the risks that came with it, it was best that he stay single.

He called Daniel for the last time and gave the man a thousand euros. Picking Elsa up, they went straight to the airport.

Soon, they boarded the plane. Looking at Elsa, who was rejuvenated, Luke chuckled. "It seems that you enjoyed your holiday."

Elsa glanced at him and said, "Not as much as you did. You went to Marseilles? You truly are rich."

Luke shrugged. "I spent less than three thousand euros on a five-day trip. That's not very much, is it? Besides, I don't get a lot of opportunities to use my money; I don't want it to rot in the bank."

More importantly, he had a huge pile of cash stored away in his personal space. It was his souvenir from this Paris trip.

Elsa asked, "How was your playmate?"

Luke didn't keep it a secret from her, mostly because they were now getting along quite well as partners.

He took out his camera and showed Elsa some pictures on it.

Elsa was amazed. "This girl's quite beautiful and… elegant."

Luke smiled. "She's a freshman at some private art college. She's only nineteen, but she was quite good!"

He then eyed Elsa and asked, "What about you? Your trip wasn't in vain, was it?"

Elsa thought for a moment, then took out an envelope from her purse, which she gave to Luke. "You can take a look yourself, but don't tell anyone else."

Luke casually flipped through a few of the pictures in the envelope, but then suddenly put them back inside.

Elsa found that odd. "Is he ugly?" Why else would Luke's expression look so weird?

Luke was at a loss over what to say. "Elsa, you haven't seen the pictures?"

Elsa shook her head. "We took the pictures with a Polaroid when we were together. I know what the pictures are about, so I've never looked at them."

Luke sighed. "Although many partners are very close and it isn't a big deal that they accidentally invade each other's privacy, I'm sure this isn't what you wanted me to see."

Elsa immediately knew that something wasn't right. She quickly examined the pictures in the envelope, only to be embarrassed. "That b*stard took a few photos of me when I didn't notice. I'll burn them when we get back."

Luke thought for a moment before he chuckled. "It's not a big deal if it reminds you of something pleasant. I have similar pictures too, and I intend to keep them. She deserves to be remembered instead of deleted."

The embarrassment on Elsa's face faded.

She got the feeling more and more that Luke was someone her own age, so she wasn't really that embarrassed when her intimate pics were revealed just now.

Luke was the one who brought up the topic, anyway. His exploits with that girl couldn't be any more innocent than Elsa's own.

After a brief silence, Elsa nodded her head slightly. "Fair enough. You do have a point. But wait, you didn't snap pictures of the girl when she didn't notice, did you?"

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Chapter 192 Farewell, Message and Gift

Amused, Luke inserted another memory card into the camera and showed Elsa one of the pictures. "Does this look like a picture that was taken secretly?".

Elsa was surprised to see the picture. "Did you hire a professional photographer?"

She wasn't suspicious anymore, because Elena was naked in the picture, but her intimate parts weren't exposed. It was clearly a carefully staged shot.

Luke chuckled. "This is her own work. All I needed to do was press the button. She's very good with photos. As for me, check this one out."

He put the first memory card back into the camera and showed Elsa a picture.

Elsa was rendered speechless when she saw it.

Luke shook his head with a smile. "No, you don't understand my marvelous photo-taking skills. That's why you think that I took them secretly. But look at them…" He showed her a few more pictures.

Elsa laughed out loud. "Haha… you… haha. Fine. I'll never ever let you take a photo of me."

Luke shrugged. "You know that everybody has flaws. It seems that mine is a lack of talent in photography."

Elsa couldn't agree more.

In the pictures that Luke showed her, the girl either looked like a ghost in a white cloak or had her eyes closed.

When she grimaced, it distorted her features; Elsa wouldn't have recognized her if it wasn't for her clothes.

Compared with that, the pictures of the girl when she was drowsy or blurry were Luke's best work.

Luke and Elsa fell into an easy camaraderie once more after making fun of each other.

When Luke's plane left Paris, Elena woke up in her apartment.

She called out to Luke subconsciously, and suddenly remembered that he had left.

The heater in the apartment was on, making her feel a little hot.

Sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, Elena was at a loss. "In any case, he's gone."

After a long daze, she finally got up.

Naked, Elena made coffee in the kitchen.

Luke had bought dozens of the best coffee bean varieties with the illegal money in his personal space as he traveled around Paris; he claimed that he liked coffee, and especially the coffee which Elena made.

Now, a hundred bags or so of coffee beans worth two thousand euros were piled up in Luke's apartment.

Elena felt that they might last her for the next two years.

She could drink the coffee to remind her of Luke.

After the coffee was done, Elena returned to her room to take another look at the two contrasting sketches she had done of Luke.

Placing the sketches on her easel, she lowered her head to pour the coffee.

Just now, she had put the coffee pot on the table without looking at it.

But when she lowered her head now, she noticed a box, a note and a key on the table.

Had Luke left them there?

The key was for Luke's apartment, which she had given to him earlier on.

But the box and the note were unfamiliar. After reading the note, Elena knew that it was definitely Luke.

The note said: For the warmest sunshine in cold Paris!

That was something Luke had said to her before. He said that it wasn't freezing for him on the cold streets of Paris because she warmed him up like sunshine.

Elena thought that Luke was referring to her helping him find a place to stay, although Luke didn't really seem to need it.

But she cherished Luke's words to her.

Women always had a remarkable memory for the compliments that men gave them.

She looked at the note for a long time before she finally put it down.

Then, she slowly opened the box that was the size of her palm.

Elena was immediately shocked by the resplendent necklace that lay inside.

She murmured, "Is this glass or crystal?" A folded piece of paper then fell out of the box.

She unfolded it in confusion, only to discover that it was a legitimate invoice with the amount 148,000 listed on it.

Elena was stunned for a long while. "Diamond?"

She searched the box and found a folded certificate in it that proved the authenticity and value of the diamond necklace.

Was she dreaming?

Elena knew that she was pretty, but only in an average way. Born into an ordinary family, she wasn't as eye-catching as girls from the upper-class families.

She had approached Luke only because she had been attracted to the conflicting vibe that he gave off.

How could a man who was willing to live in an illegally-constructed apartment be rich?

However, Elena knew that Luke wouldn't fake a certificate and an invoice to make fun of her.

What was the point of fooling her now, when he was returning to Los Angeles? Chances were that they would never meet again.

Elena was even more confused at this thought.

Had he left such an expensive gift for her because he really liked her?

Sitting at the table naked, Elena held the necklace in one hand and the certificate in the other.

A long time later, she took a deep breath. "It's decided, then. I'll try to graduate in two years, then go to Los Angeles. It'll be easier to make money there."

The necklace would probably be enough for her to cover the tuition fees for an Ivy League school.

Luke was already asleep on the plane, without the faintest idea that his generosity before his departure had changed a girl's future.

He had bought the expensive necklace in a jewelry store in Chinatown after his return for Marseilles.

He bought the necklace as a farewell present for Elena, not wholly because she was beautiful, but because of what he said in the note, although Elena didn't quite understand

what he meant.

On this trip to Paris, Luke had earned more than ten thousand experience and credit points from a few major purges. It was a major harvest.

He had also activated his inventory and expanded it to one cubic meter, which was an important achievement.

In the meantime, however, his mental state had deteriorated after his killing spree.

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Chapter 193 Did You Rob a Perfume Store?

After seeing the illegal brothel in Paris for himself, Luke had felt satisfied for days after killing the criminals.

But that wasn't true happiness. The gloom and violence had been building in his heart, until he went on that trip with Elena.

Her youth and her enticing body were the best medication.

Elena's pain and pleasure allowed Luke to release the dark feelings in his heart.

He felt rather guilty toward Elena, although she might not have thought of it as suffering.

Naturally, Luke had to give the girl something for her tremendous help.

It made sense to get something for Elena with the illegal money he had obtained in Paris.

He would have bought her a necklace worth 500,000 euros if not for the fact that it might potentially cause her trouble given how expensive it was.

A necklace worth 150,000 euros, on the other hand, was luxurious but not outrageously so. It was perfect.

After all, nobody except Elena would know that the necklace was from him.

Actually, his plan at the beginning was to give Elena a gold pig.

But after imagining Elena holding and examining a pig, Luke couldn't take it.

Elena was an art student. She deserved something a little more classy!

The point was that there wasn't any other gold merchandise in the store apart from that gold pig.

The boss had only put out this gold pig, which was worth more than 100,000 euros, in his store because he thought that it might bring him good fortune.

As Luke reflected on his trip to Paris, he and Elsa arrived in Los Angeles at midnight.

Elsa simply told Luke to check in at the police department the next day, before she took a cab home.

She was still suffering from jet lag. She was exhausted even though she had gotten a few hours of sleep on the plane.

Luke also went home. He took a shower and went to bed.

The next morning, Luke was woken up by Selina.

Looking at Selina, who was still in her pajamas as she prodded him, Luke said helplessly, "Don't you think we should have boundaries?"

Selina wasn't bothered when she bent her head to look at her breasts. "Seriously? Haven't you seen me in my bikini in the 'bathtub?"

Luke could only admit that he had.

Sitting up on the bed, he yawned. "Fine. So tell me, why are you still in your pajamas and in my room?"

Selina said, "You're back from Paris."

Luke nodded his head. "That's right."

Selina stared at him in silence.

Luke raised his hands in surrender. "Fine. The gifts are in my suitcase. You can take them out."

Selina cheered and opened his suitcase.

She knew that there had to be gifts inside, but she wouldn't dig around Luke's personal stuff without his permission, just like how Luke barely touched her things or entered her room.

Looking at Selina, who was crouched on the floor, Luke leaned against the headboard and enjoyed the beautiful view.

Selina was wearing pajamas but no bra. It was why Luke had called her out earlier.

After enjoying a few days with Elena in Paris, Luke certainly wouldn't reject another beautiful view.

Selina couldn't care less.

It was like she said – she had worn less before in the bathtub, aka the pool.

"Wow! So much perfume! Did you rob a perfume store?" Selina found a bunch of perfume bottles.

Appreciating how her breasts bounced with excitement, Luke said casually, "They're not all for you."

Selina was disappointed. "Huh? Not all for me?"

Luke chuckled. "You do know that different perfumes are designed for different people, right? I bought that Dior J'adore for Catherine. Lancome Miracle and Chanel Chance are for you. That bottle of Glow by JLO is also yours. Miss Dior Chérie Blooming Bouquet, Chanel Coco Mademoiselle, and Kenzo Flower are for Claire. Dior Addict is for Jimena."

Selina slowly turned her head around in shock. "Oh my god. You've become a perfume expert after one trip to Paris?".

Luke rolled his eyes. "As if. That's what the clerk told me. She repeated the names so many times, there's no way I could forget them. Alright, take your gifts and use whatever you want today."

Selina returned to her room with her three bottles of perfumes.

Luke got up unhurriedly to make breakfast in the kitchen.

But the moment he opened the fridge, he yelled, "Selina, where's the food I made for you?"

After a moment of silence, Selina replied, "Ah, darling, I finished it."

Luke slapped his forehead.

He calculated that he had prepared enough food to last Selina half a month. But the food was gone already?

Selina soon ran into the kitchen, a foaming toothbrush in her mouth. "Well, I may have had slightly more food in the past twelve days since I had nothing to do at home. Oh, crap. I just swallowed some toothpaste. Ugh!"

Luke realized that she had a point.

His trip to Paris with Elsa was supposed to be for ten days, but on the ninth day, Dustin had let him know to take two more days. So, it was the morning of the thirteenth day right now.

It wasn't too unbelievable that Selina had finished off food meant for fifteen days in twelve days.

Like she said, she would rummage for food without Luke around to supervise her.

Luke approached her and raised her T-shirt. "This doesn't make sense. You didn't put on any weight. Isn't that a waste of the food?"

Selina left angrily. "You're just jealous that I don't grow fat no matter how much I eat!"

Luke chuckled. With seven times the strength of an ordinary person, I have way more muscles than you. Why would I be jealous of you?

In the end, Luke couldn't find any breakfast ingredients.

The fridge was enormous, but there weren't any eggs, bread, milk, ham, cereal or meat pies.

The only things that were edible were cheese, butter, ketchup, salad dressing, and so on.

How could he eat those? Without vegetables or fruits, he couldn't even make a salad.

Luke had to go to work without breakfast.

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Chapter 194 Slipping Away From Work

Luke drove the car today, and Selina endured his scolding as she bit into some cheese.

Cheese on its own was food for many Americans.

But for Luke, he had to eat it with other ingredients.

"You have time to eat, but you can't go and buy some ingredients after getting off work? Is it so hard to buy some bread and milk? Just how lazy are you?"

Seizing a moment when her mouth wasn't full, Selina hurried to say, "I can't make any dishes anyway. The food would've gone bad even if I bought them. I'm not lazy. Just make me a list, and I'll go to the supermarket and buy everything myself, okay?"

Luke was rendered speechless.

She did seem to have a point… except she didn't! How could bread and milk go bad so easily? She was simply lazy!

Seeing how shameless his roommate was, Luke stopped nagging her.

It was indeed pointless for someone who couldn't cook to keep ingredients in the fridge. In his previous life, too many fresh ingredients had gone bad in his fridge.

But he followed Selina's suggestion. Getting her to drive the car, Luke made a list and put it in her purse.

Selina didn't complain, but was quite happy instead. "Ah, darling, what are we going to eat tonight? I can buy us more ingredients."

Luke: …Just shut up! I'll be the one making the food in the end anyway!

Bickering all the way to the police department, they then went off to find their respective partners.

As usual, Elsa was earlier than Luke.

She generally arrived half an hour early, and Luke would get there fifteen to twenty minutes later.

Seeing that Luke had arrived, she got to her feet and said, "Let's go to the boss's office and report in."

Following her, Luke asked, "Report on what? Our pleasant holiday in the capital of the

arts?"

Elsa snorted. "I'm going to ask for a case. We have no cases to work on right now."

Luke nodded his head without objection.

For him, it was better to have too many cases than to have none.

When they entered Dustin's office, they found Dustin already hard at work.

Looking at the stacks of files on the man's desk, Luke secretly shook his head. This was the reason why he didn't want to be promoted at all.

The local police departments across America had different systems, but generally speaking, police sub-bureaus in major cities like Los Angeles were headed by captains, while sub-bureau divisions were headed by sergeants.

Actually, a sergeant was the starting point for the administrative level in the police system. That was why one had to take a civil service test to become a sergeant.

As the boss of the Major Crimes Division, Dustin was a lieutenant, which was a level higher than sergeant. The word on the street was that he would be promoted to captain soon.

For administrators, coordinating their subordinates and distributing cases could be quite annoying; they had to spend a lot of time navigating office politics.

Luke had no talent in that area. He would rather be a specialist like Old Greyson.

Old Greyson wouldn't have been as smart or as ruthless as an administrator, nor would FBI and CIA big shots be knocking on his door if he had become one.

Seeing Luke and Elsa come in, Dustin put his files down and gestured for Luke to close the door.

After the door was shut, Dustin said with a smile, "It seems you enjoyed your holiday."

Neither of them said anything. It wasn't the best time to brag about it.

Dustin soon got down to business. "You don't have new cases on hand, do you?"

Elsa nodded her head. "That's right, boss. We're checking in to see if there are any new cases we can work on."

Dustin was very pleased.

He had always appreciated Elsa, not just because of her ability to crack cases, but also because of her attitude toward work.

Without further ado, Dustin took out a few files and said, "The first case is kind of tricky. You can give it up if you don't find any leads in a couple of days."

Luke and Elsa knew that the case had to be a major one despite the lack of clues, so it had to be investigated.

Elsa immediately accepted the file.

Luke, however, looked at Dustin.

Noticing his expression, Dustin asked, "What's up?"

Luke chuckled. "Boss, I'm thinking that Elsa can read the file today while I take care of some personal business. I've been away for two weeks, after all."

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Stumped for a moment, Dustin smiled. "You're slipping off when you just got back from Paris? Didn't you have enough fun?"

Luke, however, simply grimaced. "Boss, I'm only thinking about Elsa. Look at her. She still has jet lag. I'm afraid that she'll crash the car if she goes out now. Why don't you let her stay in for today and read the file?"

Dustin glanced at Elsa. Noticing the amusement on her face, he knew that Elsa had been unaware of Luke's intention until just then. He found a document on his table and threw it at Luke. "What a scoundrel! Take this and get out!"

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While Dustin hadn't given him a straight answer, Luke knew he had gotten tacit approval.

Looking at the document, Luke smiled. "Haha, boss, thanks. I won't have to use Elsa's car today."

Dustin pointed at the door, too lazy to say anything else.

Luke saluted him with a smile and left, not asking why Elsa was staying behind.

Elsa had been away for days. It was natural that she and Dustin needed to talk in private.

Just now, Luke had said outright that he was heading out on personal business. Other people might've been criticized for it, but Dustin was well aware of Luke's attitude and abilities.

Given how Luke had managed to resolve the robbery at Nakatomi Plaza in an hour, it certainly wasn't a problem if he wanted to slip away for a day or two.

After cracking the Sergei and Nakatomi Plaza cases, Luke could easily take off for a year if he wanted to.

The document that Dustin had tossed to him was actually a certificate for Luke's own police car.

So, from today onward, he could drive himself wherever he wanted to go.

After Luke left and shut the door, Elsa asked, "Boss, how's it going with the Nakatomi Plaza case?"

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