Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 108 - Trip to New York, and Lovely Girl

Chapter 108 Trip to New York, and Lovely Girl

Sergei’s son felt that it was enough.

On the night they had agreed upon, Selev left the back gate unlocked.

He even checked the rooms and windows before midnight, in case Sergei’s son broke in.

After everything was done, he drank some alcohol and soon fell asleep.

The next day, he discovered Sergei’s son floating in the backyard pool, dead.

Naturally, Selev didn’t dare reveal that he knew the person. As it so happened, snobbish Katie was unwilling to cooperate with the police, and the investigation didn’t go smoothly. Hence, Selev was never exposed.

But that was all Selev would confess to.

He wasn’t an idiot, and certainly wouldn’t talk about how he had let Sergei in and helped the man drown Katie.

Elsa knew that Selev was a major suspect in Katie’s murder, but she decided to interrogate him about that later after Sergei was arrested

Selev’s confession was enough for him to be put in jail, and they were able to close the case of the uncanny death of the 200-pound fatty.

After they got Selev’s confession, Elsa reported it to Dustin.

Luke didn’t go with her.

The system had already distributed the experience and credit points. He wasn’t interested in any other reward.

Elsa wanted a promotion, but Luke would stay to earn more experience and credit points.

Mission: Solve the drowning of John Doe.

Total experience: 100. Total credit: 100.

Contribution rate: 80%. EXP +80. Credit +80.

Luke was very satisfied.

It had taken no more than running a kilometer to catch the criminal and crack the case.

Naturally, Elsa was the one who wrote the report later. If she wanted the credit, she certainly wouldn’t let Luke do the job.

So, Luke was now free.

Elsa returned, delighted. She was clearly happy that the two cases at Katie’s place had been cracked in just two days.

In a great mood, she said to Luke, “Let’s go. I’ll buy you lunch.”

Luke, however, shook his head and pointed at her eyes. “Elsa, you’re too tired. How much sleep did you get last night? Three hours? You better get some rest. Chances are Dustin will send us to New York soon. You won’t have much time to sleep then.”

At Luke’s reminder, Elsa looked at herself in the mirror and was shocked.

She had stayed up all night, and had run like crazy for a kilometer today to catch Selev with Luke.

When she got back, she had been focused on the interrogation; her makeup had long been replaced with dust.

Thankfully, her hair wasn’t a problem since it was short.

However, since she was plain-looking in the first place, she now looked haggard and not half as intimidating as she usually was.

The dark circles around her eyes made her look more like a drug addict.

So, she made a deal with Luke about how she would buy him lunch tomorrow, before she went home and rested.

Luke chuckled.

Now that Elsa was gone, he could do anything he wanted in his spare time, as long as Dustin didn’t bother him...

At that moment, his phone rang, and it was from none other than Dustin.

Hearing that Elsa had gone home to rest, the commanding officer asked Luke to meet him.

When Luke went to Dustin’s office, the commanding officer gave him some words of praise before he asked Luke, with a document in front of him, “You killed thirteen gunmen in one night when you worked in Shackelford?”

Luke nodded. “Yes.”

This was in his personal file and couldn’t be kept a secret.

Dustin asked, “Are you good at shooting?”

Luke said, “I think so.”

Dustin fell silent. Deep in thought, he said a moment later, “Okay, that’s all for now. You can go back to work.”

Luke nodded his head and left.

Before he left the office, Dustin finally said, “Rest up well. You may get busy later.”

After Luke left, he began to ponder what Dustin meant.

Was Dustin thinking about sending him to New York to catch Sergei alone?

He quickly shook his head.

That was impossible.

The case was too important for him to handle alone. Elsa would definitely come with him.

Luke soon put the thought aside.

Whatever the final decision was, he only needed to work hard for experience and credit points.

When he got off work, Luke picked up Selina in the secondhand car he just bought.

Selina was quite happy. She finally didn’t have to take a bus to work anymore.

Luke was okay with giving her a ride.

They could go to work together, and when they got off work at different times, they could just wait for each other.

Two days later, Luke received Dustin’s notice. He and Elsa were being sent to New York as department representatives to help the local police capture Sergei Mazanov.

Elsa had recovered in the past two days.

Selev had been easier to deal with than they thought. He had been sent to the DA, and would be imprisoned for a year or two.

Luke and Else took a plane to New York.

Unlike Selina, Elsa wasn’t interested in the Greyhound bus. She only wanted to catch Sergei and close the case as soon as possible.

So, for the first time in this second life of his, Luke got on a plane.

After they took off, Elsa smiled at Luke, who was clearly curious. “You’ve hardly flown?”

Luke said, “This is my first time. I only took a helicopter once before.”

Elsa nodded and said, “You’ll get used to it.”

Luke agreed with her and didn’t say any more.

Elsa shook her head with a smile and put on an eye mask before she fell asleep.

Luke wasn’t curious for long. He lost interest in the blue sky and the clouds half an hour later.

Elsa was fast asleep and snoring heavily. It was naturally impossible to talk to her.

They were on a Boeing 757, which only had one aisle and three seats on each side in every row.

As the veteran detective, Elsa took the innermost seat, which was the least disturbed.

Luke could only take the middle seat. On his right was a little girl who was around ten.

She was wearing a pink sweater and a hat in the same color. Her lips were thin and cute. Her eyes were narrow and long, and the light in them showed that she was a smart kid.

The girl was lovely and sharp in every way.

But that wasn’t important.

Luke stole a glimpse at the man across the aisle, who was probably in his forties. He had a mustache like Tony Stark, but it was clearly untrimmed, which gave him a strange vibe.

His appearance struck Luke as both righteous and evil.

Noticing Luke’s glance, the middle-aged man smiled politely and said, “Hi.” Luke smiled back at him. “Hi.”