Chapter 77

Release Date: 2024-08-06 10:54:04
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Calais neighborhood.

A chubby little man with black hair is walking the streets with a white girl.

The girl held a straw and took a sip of the boba milk tea in her hand.

The little fat man giggled as he watched.

The white girl touches her cheek, “Do I have anything on my face?”

“No, it’s clean.”

“Then why are you smiling.”

“I’m not smiling because you have something on your face, but because I’m with you. Dating the prettiest girl in school, what could be happier than that?”

“Wow, Jack, you’re good at pleasing girls.”

“Maggie, I meant what I said, and only to you.”

Maggie pinched Jack’s chubby face, “OK, believe you for now.”

The chubby little man smiled even more and boldly shook Maggie’s hand, his whole body was different again, he felt light and airy when he walked, “Maggie, do you have time this Saturday?”

“What’s up?”

“I’d like to ask you to watch a movie with me.”

Maggie took another sip of her milk tea, “What movie?”

“What kind of movie do you want to see? I mean what genre?”

“I don’t have a particular favorite genre, a good movie will do.”

Little Fatty took it in stride, “Wrap it up on me, I’ll definitely find a movie that satisfies you.”

“I’m looking forward to it.” Maggie smiled and stopped, “OK, just drop it off here.”

“Don’t you need me to drop it off at the house?”

“My dad’s home today, do you want to say hi to him?”

The little fat man was a little embarrassed, “No…… it’s not that I don’t want to see him, it’s just ……”

“I see what you mean, I’m going back.” Maggie waved, “Thanks for the milk tea.”

“See you tomorrow.” The little fat man looked at his girlfriend’s back and didn’t leave until the other party entered the yard.

After crossing a street corner, a white teenager suddenly flashed out beside him.

Little Fatty showed a wary look, “Andrew, what are you doing here?”

“Stupid pig, I warned you to stay away from Maggie, don’t you understand human language?”

“Oh my god, you’re a pervert following us.”

“You’re the pervert, go home and look in the mirror, you’re so stupid you can’t even pursue Maggie.”

“Andrew, you’re jealous of me.” “What?

“What, I’m jealous of you?”

“Yeah, Maggie likes me, you know it, you just don’t have the guts to admit it.”

“FUCK, you disgusting bastard.” Andrew became infuriated and threw a straight punch at Little Fatty.

Little Fatty raised his arms to block.

Andrew missed the blow and started to keep walking away, spewing trash talk, “Punk, I’m going to beat you to a pig’s head this time, let’s see if that idiot brother of yours will come back to save you.”

“You trash, don’t curse my brother.” The little fatty was also enraged.

“Idiot, idiot, idiot …… I’ll curse, what can you do?”

“Beat you.” Little Fatty gritted his teeth, wanting to teach the other person a hard lesson.

The two fought again.

Andrew took the initiative, nimbly walking and swinging his fists, always taking the initiative to attack Little Fatty.

Little Fatty didn’t counterattack, just blocked and dodged.

Andrew thought Little Fatty had wimped out and fought more vigorously.

Little Fatty’s arm was hit with some pain, but he didn’t give up, found the right moment to grab Andrew’s arm, right leg don’t hold the other’s foot, waist force, body slammed forward.

Andrew instinctively stepped backward, however, his right foot seemed to be hooked, unable to move, the whole person’s center of gravity fell backward.

“Bang!” With a sound, Andrew fell to the ground, angry and annoyed, “FUCK, you punk are dead!”

As the words fell, Andrew felt like a Tarzan pressing down on him, someone pressed down on his body, followed by random punches to his head.

Andrew tried to stand up, but he was pressed down and couldn’t move a bit, he tried to push the little fat man away, but he was punched twice.

Andrew had no choice but to try and fight back, however he lay very passive on the ground and was punched hard a few more times by the little fat man.

“FUCK, I @#$%&……”

Andrew was being pressed and beaten, he was simply going to explode with anger.

The little fat man threw a mess of punches, although there was no pattern, but the fight was very cool and hit the momentum.

Daisy’s house.

Luke was humming a little tune as he cooked in the kitchen.

He hadn’t seen Daisy in two days, and he kinda missed it.

Luke was going to make a nice dinner for her.

Beef stew with potatoes, pan-fried salmon, steamed scallops, and a vegetable salad.

Luke was a good cook, but he had a problem with being a slow cook.

By the time he was done cooking, Daisy also happened to be back.

The two sat at the dining table, chatting and talking while enjoying their meal.

Daisy was concerned, “Did this trip to Haim City go well?”

“It went well, and to tell you the good news ……,” Luke’s words reached his mouth and then retracted.

“What’s the good news?”

Luke was going to say something about Cole being captured, but thought better of it, “I found a fun place to take you with me next time.”

“What fun place?”

Luke laughed, “I heard that private airplanes have separate bedrooms and bathrooms, next time you can try exercising in the sky, it must be very exciting.”

“Even buy Karma.” Daisy held her forehead and laughed as well, “Then you have to work hard to make money, private airplanes are expensive.”

“I’ll work hard.”

The two of them talked and laughed, and time passed quickly.

After a small farewell, the night was another sleepless night.

The following morning.

Robbery and Murder Division office.

Luke sat at his desk, head down, eating breakfast.

Both men were up late.

Luke didn’t get to eat Daisy’s handmade breakfast.

He bought sandwiches and coffee on the way, which tasted pretty good.

Suddenly, a voice rang in Luke’s head [Congratulations to the host for solving the ‘will case’ and successfully apprehending two suspects, rewarded with 20 draw opportunities].

A menu of options appeared in his brain, on the left side was the warehouse interface, and on the right side was the lottery interface.

This time, there were many draw opportunities, I wonder if I can draw a new card, Luke was kinda looking forward to it.

Drawing!

The pointer stops and the selected area lights up writing one thousand dollars.

Continue to draw ……

Twenty consecutive draws were made and seventeen thousand dollars and three cards were obtained.

Two of the cards were drawn, the Chance Card.

A new card, Precision Card, with a small line of notes underneath the card [Active Card (Pistol Use Only), Function Unknown]

Although the function was not written, from the literal meaning, it might have something to do with shooting accuracy.

Luke remembered the last time he chased after Logan Salwood, the drug cook.

Logan Salwood shot at the police.

Luke, Marcus, and a patrolman returned fire.

Logan Salwood is hit and the gunshot trace test results in a bullet from the patrolman’s gun.

Luke and Marcus are laughed at hard by David.

The probability of winning this time was fifteen percent, which was not bad, better than the ten percent last time.

At this point, the system warehouse had a whopping 44,000 dollars in reserves and 6 reserve cards.

Strange encounter card, 3 pieces.

Bullet Dodge Card, 1 piece.

Detection card, 1 sheet.

Precision card, 1 sheet.

The obvious increase in reserve cards and bonuses gave Luke a sense of security and fulfillment.

The mood was good.

Afternoon.

Susan walked into the office with a grim face and a file in her hand, “Everyone stop, I have something to announce.”

She waved the file in her hand, “The further autopsy report from the medical examiner is out.

The bullet found in the car should be the one that killed Anna, and her autopsy report is clean.

Anna’s son Shuart’s autopsy report also came out, from the analysis of the bone scars, Shuart’s head was indeed injured, his legs also showed signs of breakage, there was indeed the possibility of a car crash, but not enough to be fatal.

His real fatal wound is in his chest, the ribs immediately adjacent to his heart have obvious signs of being cut by a sharp blade.”

The little black Marcus grinned broadly, “Whoa whoa, that means Shuart didn’t jump out of the car and fall to his death.

It’s likely that the killer wasn’t Tony, but someone else who made up for it!”

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