Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 457 Enough, Time to Show You How It’s Done

That night, Selina held that little golden pig in her hand and didn’t fall asleep for a long time.

Outside the window, it was a cold and starry night.

The third day was the actual day off.

Selina’s birthday party was over, and Luke didn’t have anything to worry about anymore.

Robert proposed a rapid fire contest, which Luke firmly rejected.

He didn’t want Robert or anybody else to be haunted by bad luck, so he would have to deliberately lose, which would be a waste of his time.

Bored, he finished breakfast before he sat on the couch and read files on his laptop.

The two little guys were shouting as they played a TV game in the living room.

After reading the files for a while, Luke finally threw his laptop to the side angrily and got up. “That’s enough.”

The two little guys turned and stared blankly at him. “Huh?”

He walked over and snatched the controller out of Claire’s hands. “You’re making so much noise for two third-rate noobs. Let me show you how it’s done.”

A few minutes later, Luke burst out laughing. “Hahaha, get a load of my eighteen hits combo. Take this…” The controller hung limply in Joseph’s hands as full of despair, he watched as his character was sent flying into the sky and couldn’t even land.

On the screen, the words popped up as his character was hit once, twice, three times… eighteen times. Finally, with a drawn-out cry, Joseph’s character died.

Looking at Luke, who was laughing as wildly as his character in the game, Joseph rolled his eyes and gave the controller to Claire. “You

go.”

Two minutes later, the miserable and sorrowful cry of a girl rang out from the TV. “Ahhh…”

The high school girl on screen had fallen as

well.

Claire glared at her immensely pleased big brother next to her. “That’s cheating!”

Luke asked, “How is that cheating? I didn’t use any cheat.”

Claire said, “How can you win just by keeping me in the air the entire time? That’s not fair.”

Luke said, “That’s a combo set up by the game, how can you blame me?!”

That morning, Luke gave them a trouncing in every game they switched to.

Luke was reading on his laptop in the living room when Catherine returned at noon, and she found it strange that there was no sign of the other two kids.

“Where are they?” Catherine knew that the two little guys were very clingy to Luke, especially since he hadn’t been back in so long.

Luke chuckled and said, “I beat them in games, so they took the console with them to Talia’s place.”

Catherine was amused. “Do you have to be so hard on them?”

Luke cackled. “I was just in the mood. I forgot to go easy on them.”

Shaking her head, Catherine couldn’t be bothered to respond and went to the kitchen.

One was willing to beat the others up, and two were willing to suffer. Nobody could be blamed for anything.

The day passed quietly, until Luke received a call in the evening.

Looking at the number, he picked up the call with a smile. “Palmer, you don’t call me often.”

Palmer was silent for a moment before she sighed. “That’s right, so… I need your help with something.”

Luke patted his forehead silently and hummed. “I’m listening.”

Knowing that Luke didn’t like to waste time on nonsense, Palmer simply cut to the chase. “Martin ran off from the nursing home.”

Luke didn’t say anything and just continued listening.

Running off wasn’t a big deal, and it wasn’t like Luke could find him, not when he was in Texas.

That was, if Martin hadn’t run off home to El Paso, which was actually close to Shackelford.

Palmer fell silent again.

In no rush at all, Luke leisurely had a mouthful of his tea.

“Martin went to look for Dito Flores,” Palmer finally said.

Luke thought for a moment and vaguely recalled this name. “Leader of the Flores family in Mexico?”

Palmer said, “Yes.”

“Why? Martin isn’t with the DEA,” Luke asked.

Palmer sighed again. “I found some leads by chance during my investigation. Martin’s wife… was run over by a car on Dito’s order. She was pregnant when she died.”

Luke rubbed his forehead.

Of the top three things that warranted revenge and hate, killing someone’s wife or child was definitely one of them!

And Dito Flores had done both.

Given Martin’s temper, Dito was probably doomed.

“What do you want me to do?” Luke asked.

Palmer fell silent again; only the faint sound of breathing over the phone told Luke that she hadn’t hung up yet. “Help me bring Martin back,” said Palmer.

Luke said, “With Martin’s capabilities, I’ll probably wind up needing to save Dito Flores’s life.”

Martin was a Marines vet and a first-class marksman.

As long as he had a sniper rifle and made enough preparations, it wouldn’t be difficult for Martin to kill Dito.

Luke thought it unnecessary to go and help him.

The only reason Luke hadn’t killed Dito Flores, this major drug trafficker, himself was that the guy was too far away. Palmer said, “Martin’s just one person, but Dito has over twenty bodyguards and can call for more backup whenever he wants. Also, Martin hasn’t been in the best mental shape recently. You should be clear on how much impact that can have on a fight, right?”

Pondering for a moment, Luke then said, “I’ll call you back.”

Ending the call with the beautiful agent, Luke immediately called Roger. “Bro, how’ve you been?”

Roger didn’t reply right away, but Luke could vaguely hear the sounds of chewing which indicated that Roger was eating.

A moment later, Roger’s indistinct voice rang out. “Same old. I’m still on vacation.”

Over the phone, Luke caught snatches of conversation in the background that were being carried out in Spanish instead of English.

He couldn’t help but smile. “A vacation in Mexico?”

Roger said, “Fine, did Tracy tell you?” Luke laughed. “Wow, there’s no way I would dare harass the big lawyer in your family. You’re the only one who can take that domineering vibe, right?”. Actually, Luke felt that “enjoy” was a more suitable word to describe Roger’s attitude toward his wife, Tracy. Not every man enjoyed being subdued by the domineering air of a tough lawyer wife.

Roger didn’t catch the subtle implication in Luke’s words and smiled instead. “That’s right. So, did Dustin tell you?”

Luke coughed. “Not exactly. Palmer just called and told me that Martin went to Mexico.”

Roger was silent for a moment, before he finally said, “Fine, that’s true. What do you want to know?”

Luke asked him about the situation. A few minutes later, he hung up and pondered for a moment.

After weighing the pros and cons, he called Palmer. “Palmer, I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can help you. It wouldn’t be right for me to step in.”

Palmer was very disappointed, but could only thank Luke for his time and hang up. Luke, on the other hand, opened his files and checked the intelligence on Mexico.

Not long after that, he got up. “Catherine, I’m thinking about camping out tonight. Is dinner ready?”