Detective Luke

In the early morning, Los Angeles. "Om ~" The phone on the bedside rang. A young man with a bandage on his head slowly woke up, black eyes, black hair, and deep outlines of Westerners. He was originally a Chinese criminal police officer. It has been half a month through it, and every time he gets up, he still feels like a dream. Now his name is Luke Lee, an exploring of the Los Angeles Police Station. His father is a Chinese. Mother is a white man. Although it is still a police officer, there are Chinese descent, but he is not suitable for his current identity. The original owner of the body is open -minded, acting impermanent, and full of anger. On the surface, it looked very chic and was scolded in the bastard in private. To put it plainly, the emotional quotient is low, so there is no offens of people. It is completely different from his last life style, which has caused him to be passive now. What makes him depressed is that the original owner has a bad relationship with his family, and he has to live in his parents' house now, and the situation is embarrassing. However, crossing is not without good, now he is younger and more robust. The projection on the window is not very clear and faintly seen. Overall, it is not bad to live again ... "Jack, go downstairs for dinner. If you misunderstand your school bus today, don't want to let me drive you!" A woman's shout came downstairs, his current mother Linda. Jack is his brother, a thirteen -year -old fat man -not cute at all. This is a wooden two -story villa. The first floor is the master bedroom of the living room, kitchen and parents. The second floor is the bedroom of the bathroom, study and brothers. At this time, in March, the temperature in Los Angeles was between 10 ° and 20 °, which was very comfortable. He wore a thick blue shirt and gray jeans and walked out of the bedroom, turning into the toilet to wash his face and brushing his teeth. After washing, Luke was ready to go downstairs. The sound of ‘squeak’ on the wooden white staircase on his feet seemed to be a reminder. On the right hand of the stairs is the living room and the open kitchen on the left side. A white woman wearing a HelloKitty apron is busy in the kitchen. Luke squeezed a smile, "Hi, mother, good morning." Linda's eyelids didn't lift it, "NO, I'm not good at all. Last night, you dragged the luggage back home with a bandage on your head, and you must be gossip with your neighbors again." Luke said helplessly, "I don't want to do this either, but I broke up with Lina ... I need to borrow it for a while." Linda put down the iron shovel, "I said before I said not to be with that woman. She saw that the elders did not even have basic respect, and this kind of girl was not worthy of interaction. And you? I didn't take my words at all." Luke nodded, "She is indeed not a good target, I dumped her." "You are thrown." Linda looked like it had long known. Luke smiled and didn't say anything. Linda was a bit surprised. According to the personality of the eldest son, he would not be softened on this issue. He would inevitably argue, quarreling a few words, and dispersing. In this way, she was unaccustomed to her. This kid ... is a bit different today? Is it mature? Luke walked to the porch, picked up the black helmet, and greeted, "I'm going to work." "Squeak ..." A thirteenth and four -year -old teenager rubbed his eyes with white fat hands. "Mom, I am growing in my body and can't let me sleep more?" Linda shrugged, "You are already fat enough, what you need now is exercise." Luke's right hand rocked forward from the right temple pen. "Isn't this a cute little brother? How is it good recently?" The little fat man rolled his eyes, "No, when I think of the cheated money, I have the urge to turn into the Hulk." Luke also borrowed it for a while, and if he wanted to do a good relationship with his family, he couldn't pretend not to hear. He rolled up his sleeves, "Brother, who cheated your New Year's money and told me?" Little Fatty looked at Luke expressionlessly, as if saying ‘you continue to play’. Luke fused most of the original memory, but some details were not clear. Seeing the opponent's expression, he also realized that there might be a problem, and carefully recalled the memory of the original owner ... Suddenly embarrassed. "Well ... I borrowed money for New Year's money, and I will return it to you as soon as possible, calculate the interest." Luke looked down at the watch, "I'm going late, bye." Take the leather gloves and escape in the eyes of the family. Try to improve relationships with family members for the first time. fail. "boom!" The door is closed. The little fat man took out a box of milk from the refrigerator and poured into the glass. "Mom, did I hear it wrong just now, he actually took the initiative to pay back the money?" Linda put the pancake on the plate. "He is indeed not normal today, don't hold too much hope." "I see." The little fat man sighed lightly, "Is this product really my brother?" "Although I don't want to admit it, it is a fact." The little fat man showed a mature expression that did not meet his age. "Yeah, this is the saddest." Linda pointed at the little fat man with an iron shovel, "Jack, take your mind to the place. If you can't get more than B this time, your game console will wait for the next life." Nympho Luke's family lives in a middle -class community, and the environment of the community is good. Their houses belong to a small apartment in the community, and the yard is only 2030 square meters. The green lawn in the east, the garage in the west, and the front of the garage are a cement floor. A black motorcycle with a "muscle" stopped there, 2021 Harley fat. Luke picked the bandage on his head, this thing has no effect. Wear the helmet, go on the motorcycle, hang the gear, twist the throttle gently, and reduce the roar of the motorcycle as much as possible. He didn't want to sleep on the street. Motorcycles slowly entered the community highway. The farther away from home, the higher the gear, the faster the speed. "Woohoo ..." The feeling of driving Harley is stable! The body is heavy and the car seat is low. Rather than riding, it seems to be driving. The scenery along the road in Los Angeles is very beautiful. On one side is the Pacific Ocean with a blue waves, and the other side is the steep cliffs and mountains. Many people will rush here to travel by themselves. Of course, no matter how beautiful the road will encounter the same problem, traffic jams. Luke helplessly, he could only stop waiting. A red convertible was parked next to him, and a brown -haired woman was sitting in the cab to make makeup. Women are very beautiful, wearing wine -red short shirts, plump upper circumference attracts the attention of many people. Luke took off his helmet and waved his hand, "Hi, beauty, disturb." The brown -haired woman pursed her red lips, glanced at Luke, and said lightly, "I already have a boyfriend." Luke smiled, "Okay, I just want to tell you that the tire is out of breath." The brown -haired woman put down her lipstick, looked down, and the front wheel tire was flat. She looked at Luke again and squeezed a smile, "Sir, can you help me change it? There is a spare tire in the car." At this point, it has been opened to traffic. "I hurry, find your boyfriend to change it." As soon as Luke twisted the throttle, the motorcycle roared ...