LA Detective

After four o'clock in the afternoon.

The party is over.

Val leaves Luke's house in the old Chevrolet.

In the car, the little fat man sat in the passenger cab, pouted and stern, still looking sullen.

Val glanced at him, "come on, Jack, you are already a man, don't be so stingy.

How about our reconciliation? "

The fat man sighed, "I just feel bad that you forgot my middle name.

I must ask my mother, why did you choose this middle name for me? "

Val was ten years younger than Linda, and she was often disciplined by her sister when she was a child, so she had some instinctive fear of Linda, "Hey, buddy, there's no need to do this, it's just a trivial matter.

I hated crybabies at every turn when I was in school, and I'm sure you do too.

Let's make it up, uh huh. "

The little fat man turned his head, still ignoring him.

Val had no choice but to resort to a money offensive, "Jack, I'm sorry, I can understand your feelings, if it were me, I might be just as sad.

To make up for my mistake, I am going to give you a present.

Say it, as long as it is within my ability, I will give it to you. "

"Not everything can be solved with money." The little fat man shook his head and thought to himself, why should I go home with you if I want a gift, as long as I stay at my brother's house for one night, I can get a lot from him with a little trick pocket money.

"OK, then how can you forgive me."

"Do you really want to make it up?"

"Yes."

"Then do me one thing."

Val frowned, "What's the matter?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I think about it."

Val felt like he was on a pirate ship. Could it be that the little fat man was not angry, but was plotting against himself.

Val began to weigh the pros and cons.

This matter can be big or small, if the little fat man really wants to sue his sister, Val will inevitably be reprimanded by his sister and father.

Blame that bad boy Luke for getting himself into this predicament.

Val has had a formal job during this period, and he finally reversed his image in front of his father and sister. This feeling is great, and he doesn't want to let them down because of this.

"OK, I promise you, I will help you do what I can." Val weighed in and agreed.

Based on what he knew about Fatty, this guy can't do anything big.

"Pfft..."

Suddenly the car started to tremble and stopped slowly, and the front of the car also started to smoke.

"fuck!

The damn car is broken again. "Val knocked on the steering wheel with some annoyance.

The little fat man complained, "This car is older than me, it's time for another one."

"I want to change it too, but I don't have enough money. How about lending me your pocket money?"

The little fat man clutched his bag hard, "I think...it can still be repaired."

……

After a few minutes.

A Mercedes-Benz G500 drove over.

After sending Val and Fatty away, Luke kept cleaning at home, but before he finished cleaning, he received a distress call.

Luke parked on the right and got out of the cab, "What's wrong with the car?"

The front hood of the Chevrolet has been opened, and Val is repairing the car on his stomach. "It's an old problem, and it can be fixed in 10 minutes."

"Then why are you calling me?" Luke asked back.

The little fat man urged, "Brother, take me home."

Luke said, "You can't even wait 10 minutes?"

The little fat man rolled his eyes, "This car was smoking just now, I don't want to sit in a car that is about to explode."

Val said dissatisfied, "My car won't explode, it's just a small problem."

The little fat man didn't buy it, "Then why is it smoking?"

Val put his hands on the car and said seriously, "Because you are too heavy."

Luke smiled, "come on, there's no need to blame each other for such a trivial matter.

You guys are internal friction and you are wasting your life, relax a bit. "

Waldau, "If I were as rich as you, I'd be slack too."

"I'll take Jack home first.

If you haven't fixed it by then, I'll come back and help. "Luke dropped a few words and greeted his brother to get into the car.

Val rubbed his cheek with his black hand, "I can definitely fix it, I must."

After getting into the car, the little fat man looked back worriedly, "He won't be blown to death."

Luke said as he started the car, "No, he has no inheritance."

"Hey." The little fat man smiled and looked back again, "Isn't it a little wrong for us to leave like this.

Suddenly felt... his back was a little bleak. "

……

After sending the little fat man back, Luke returned to his home.

On the way, he saw Val was still repairing the car with his ass pouted, Luke stopped the car, walked over and asked, "How is the car?"

Val said helplessly, "The problem is a bit serious, maybe there is something wrong with the engine."

"Do you want to tow my car to the repair shop?"

Val is a little hesitant. This car has been around for more than 20 years and has changed hands several times. There are often some minor problems. He usually repairs the car by himself. The cost of sending it to the repair shop is too high and he is reluctant.

But this time the engine had a problem, which was beyond Val's ability to repair it.

After much hesitation, Val followed Luke's suggestion and used Luke's car to tow the Chevrolet into a nearby garage.

The car repairman checked the car and quoted a maintenance fee of 1000 to [-] US dollars. This price has exceeded Val's psychological expectations.

After thinking about it again, Val finally gave up on the repair.

Because the garage is relatively close to Luke's home, the Chevrolet was temporarily placed at Luke's home.

In the evening, Val invites Luke to dinner.

The two went to a nearby skewer shop.

Val picked up the beer, clinked glasses with Luke, and took a big sip, "Thank you for your hard work today."

"What are you going to do with that car?"

"I don't know...it's terrible." Val scratched his head with his right hand, "I've been driving this car for more than four years, and I know it's very old and not in very good condition.

I originally planned to earn money to exchange for a second-hand car in better condition, but who knew that it would be dropped immediately. "

Luke pressed, "What kind of used car are you going to buy?"

"It doesn't have to be too good to buy a car with better performance, about $1 is fine."

"How much money have you saved now?"

"There should be three thousand dollars."

"You can take out a loan."

"My credit sucks, no bank is willing to lend me money, and even if I do, the interest rate will be horribly high.

I don't know if I can afford it. "

Luke took a bite of the skewers and suggested, "I also want to buy a car recently, or the two of us pool our money to buy it together."

Val smiled, "Let's pool money together to buy a car, what car do you want to buy? Lamborghini?

Do not make jokes. "

Luke explained, "You should know that the Pinkerton Detective Agency invited me as a consultant some time ago, and I occasionally make a guest appearance in detective work.

This Mercedes-Benz G500 is so garish, I need a low-key car for the mission. "

"are you serious?"

"certainly.

We can buy a used car worth more than 1 US dollars according to your needs. You usually drive this car, and I will ask you for it when I need it. "

Val thought for a moment, "Sounds great, but what if we both have to use the car?"

"You can ride a Harley."

"Wow, wow, I'm not dreaming, are you willing to let me ride a Harley?"

"I'm not reluctant, it's just that you used to be hungover all day long, and I was worried that you might have a car accident.

After all, I don't want to indirectly kill my uncle.

But it’s different now, you have a formal job, and you’re doing well every day, so I’m relieved. "

Val confirmed, "I decide what car to buy?"

"As long as it's not too exaggerated."

"I agree." Val agreed very happily, and he couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

He only has 1000 dollars in his hand, this old car can sell for more than 4000 dollars at best, and his total assets are only more than [-] dollars.

And buying a used car with good performance and condition costs at least tens of thousands of dollars. If you add loan interest and other expenses, the total amount will exceed [-].

Luke has money, and if he pays the rest, he can save on interest.

Val is like saying that it is worthwhile to exchange four thousand dollars for a high-quality second-hand car.

Not bad for Luke.

He wants to buy an ordinary car for detective work.

He doesn't usually drive this car, so it doesn't hurt to let his uncle use it.

Most importantly, the car will be bought in Uncle's name, which is what Luke values ​​most.

When something went wrong, Val was also responsible for it.

This is not to say that Luke has a dark heart, but that Luke's identity is rather special, and Val doesn't have so many taboos.

Taking a step back, Val is really implicated because of the car, and Luke can help him solve it, which is equivalent to serving as a barrier and buffer.

Of course, there are still certain risks, and Luke did not hide it, and told Val his thoughts and possible problems.

Val himself didn't pay much attention to it. He knew very well that Luke was not short of his four thousand dollars, and he was helping him by scraping together the money to buy a car.

If Luke could help him, he would naturally be willing to help his nephew.

Besides, he was so poor that even if trouble came to him, he had nothing to worry about.

Taking a step back, even if there is trouble, can Luke leave him alone?
Val's transportation problem solved.

He was originally an optimist, and he soon smiled, discussing with Luke the brand and performance of the car to buy...

……

The next day.

Luke asks Natasha to practice jiu-jitsu.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Luke arrived at the Jiu-Jitsu club on time.

He exchanged two Jiu-Jitsu cards and consumed 40 points, leaving 20 points in the detective system.

This time, Natasha changed the way Luke trained.

Let Luke and the other trainees practice.

Those who came to Natasha's training were all young people, the young ones were seven or eight years old, and the older ones were seventeen or eighteen years old, and Luke's opponent was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Latino boy.

Said to be a teenager, his height is similar to that of Luke, and his body shape is about to catch up with Luke. He is basically an opponent of the same level.

After greeting each other, confrontation training began.

After two trials, Luke found that the juvenile's Jiu-Jitsu level was not inferior to his, and he was considered a very good opponent.

Luke can let go of the fight.

At the beginning of the competition, the two had wins and losses, and the Latino boy was also at the age of being competitive, and Luke did not have the slightest timidity because of his age.

It is also a new experience for Luke to compete in jujitsu with people of similar size. The two can be said to be equal opponents, and they are very devoted to practice.

After each competition, there will be a break of [-] to half an hour. At this time, Natasha, as the referee, will give technical guidance to the two and correct their mistakes and weaknesses in time.

After a morning of training, both of them have made obvious progress.

After lunch, I rested for more than an hour.

Luke used the second Jiu-Jitsu card to train against the Latino boy again.

At this time, the power of the jujitsu card was revealed, and Luke's progress was much faster than that of the Latino boy, from being evenly matched at the beginning to gradually suppressing the opponent.

The Latino boy was a little unconvinced at first, and tried to turn the tables, but failed several times, and was finally beaten out of his temper.

After the training, the second Jiu-Jitsu card was also used up, and a voice sounded in Luke's mind, "Congratulations to the host, with the help of the Jiu-Jitsu card, all the technical talents have been unearthed, which is close to that of a professional Jiu-Jitsu player." level."

After hearing this voice, Luke knew that his jujitsu study was coming to an end.

In addition, after using the boxing card last time, I also received a similar reminder, but the two reminders are still slightly different.

Luke remembered that the boxing card hinted that he had reached the level of an ordinary professional boxer.

What the Jiu-Jitsu card said was that his Jiu-Jitsu technical talent was close to that of a professional player.

One is reaching and the other is approaching.

While the difference isn't huge, Luke's boxing talent may be slightly higher overall.

Natasha has been training with Luke. She has seen Luke's progress and is surprised in her heart.

She felt that she had discovered a genius, that Luke's progress had exceeded her expectations, and that with a little more practice he was fully qualified to play professionally.

"Luke, I have time tomorrow, are you still here for training?"

"No, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Natasha frowned slightly, "Luke, you are very talented in Jiu-Jitsu, I think you should spend more time, maybe you have a better future than being a policeman."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I still prefer being a cop."

"Okay, when are you going to come to training next time?"

"It's hard to say, I may be busy for a while, and I don't have much time to train." Luke's jujitsu talent has reached its peak, and no matter how much he practices, he won't improve much.

"Look, you're talented in Jiu-Jitsu, and I don't want you to just give up."

Luke said, "Coach Natasha, I'm not giving up, I'll come back to practice when I have time.

I have learned a lot of Jiu-Jitsu techniques from you, and it is enough for now. "

"Hey, before you say such big words, you have to hit me first." In Natasha's view, Luke's Jiu-Jitsu level has improved rapidly, but it is far behind her in terms of skills.

Luke asked back, "Is this necessary?"

"If you can beat me, I will agree with you to become a teacher, otherwise, don't say that I taught you." Natasha's tone was a bit resentful.

She didn't want Luke to give up practicing jujitsu, and wanted to make Luke realize his own shortcomings through the competition.

In addition, she felt that Luke underestimated jujitsu, and wanted to teach him some lessons.

Luke laughed, "Coach Natasha, I'm a policeman. When fighting suspects, I can not only use Jiu-Jitsu, but also other fighting techniques."

Natasha also laughed, "You mean you've been keeping 'hit' on."

"No, I want to say that the fighting skills I know are relatively complicated. Jujitsu just complements my shortcomings and makes me stronger."

"I understand.

Do you feel that the rules of jujitsu limit your strength?
No problem, you can use other fighting techniques, let go of the fight. "Natasha is full of confidence in her own strength.

"Are you sure?" Luke also wanted to have an actual battle with a Jiu-Jitsu master like Natasha.

Whether it is boxing or jujitsu, there are rules, but real fighting has no rules.

He wanted to see if he could beat Natasha with all his strength without rules.

Luke has been oppressed and beaten by Natasha these days, and Luke feels a little aggrieved.

It's time to test the results.