Chapter 180 Help, Great Uncle, Check the Scene

Luke's strength has now reached 32, six times more than ordinary people, and it is too easy to push people.

The pressure on the security guards to move forward is much less.

Luke didn't need too many skills, just relied on his arrogant strength and agility to stuff the people who came over into the cracks, just like stuffing stone chips into the cracks of a dam.

This certainly won't stop the dam from collapsing, but it will slow the flow of water.

He moved quickly, and shoved a few back as he rushed forward. The person who was shoved back was so squeezed that he couldn't move, and also restricted the movement of the person beside him.

The team's advance speed immediately accelerated, and after ten seconds, they rushed into the evacuation channel.

The light here is dim, Luke walked in front, and to his right was a white uncle in his forties and fifties, who looked unremarkable.

But Luke knew that this one was not easy.

To the spectators who rushed over just now, beat them when they should, and throw them when they should.

The means are neat and tidy, never sloppy, this is definitely a professional.

Suddenly Luke reminded: "There is someone on the right."

The uncle in white reacted very quickly, and without hesitation, he turned sideways to let a dark figure rushing in, and when he grabbed the opponent's hand, he twisted it. With a bang, a metal object fell to the ground. dagger.

The white uncle was merciless. When he pressed hard, he heard a click, and the guy screamed. At least his wrist was dislocated, and the probability of fracture was higher.

The uncle didn't stop: "Get out of here quickly."

Everyone was vigilant and rushed out of this dark passage. After entering the parking lot, the big singer Sheila was stuffed into the car by the white uncle and galloped away.

Luke turned to look at Elsa: "Are you still looking for a big singer today?"

Elsa thought about it and nodded: "She is very busy, and she can only give us an hour today. Now that this happens, it will only be half an hour."

Luke nodded, didn't say anything, got in the car and followed the nanny car in front with Elsa.

Elsa caught up with the nanny car and suddenly said, "Why didn't you just do it yourself? That's Sheila, it's good for you."

Luke was inexplicable: "The white uncle can handle it. Why should I rob him of his job? I'm just here to help."

Elsa looked sideways: "No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

Luke coughed lightly: "Well, but I have female friends who can solve the problem."

Elsa choked: doesn't this mean that you have a P friend? She didn't even have a boyfriend, so why did she mock Luke.

Elsa, who inexplicably smashed herself, could only drive silently, thinking that she should not talk to a partner who hurts her heart.

Half an hour later, the car drove to Beverly Hills and entered a small villa.

Luke whistled: "This big singer seems to be richer than that Katie, this villa should be at least five or six million dollars!"

Elsa was silent, still sad.

The security guard at the door glanced at Elsa's face and let him go immediately.

Luke knew immediately that Elsa's personal relationship with the Sheila pop star was better than he thought.

Before entering the door, Luke stopped Elsa with a strange expression: "Wait a moment."

In his keen sense of smell, the two inside seemed to be a little closer.

After about five minutes, the door of the house opened, and the white uncle came out with a business card in his hand.

This uncle is obviously still very serious, his clothes and pants are still neat, and he is not as unprofessional as Luke had guessed before.

He greeted with great interest: "Hi, can you meet me?"

The white uncle just woke up, looked at Luke and recognized the person who helped just now, and he also knew Elsa.

He smiled politely. "Hello, Brian Mills."

Luke stretched out his hand: "Hello, Luke Colson. You are amazing."

Brian showed a peaceful smile, which seemed to be the look of a parent looking at his junior: "I'm old, I should retire long ago."

Luke smiled: "No, with your current state, you can fight for at least ten years."

Brian smiled bitterly: "I hope so." He smiled politely and left.

Luke followed Elsa into the house.

The furnishings in this room are much higher than that of Miss Katie.

This Sheila has been famous for almost ten years, and she is a powerful singer, with songs appearing on the billboard chart every three or five years.

Although the rankings are not high, most of them are hovering in the ten or twenty years, but they are also first-class singers.

Elsa introduced Luke over there, and assured him that he could absolutely trust him. The big singer didn't care too much, just nodded and said hello.

Sheila has been having a bit of bad luck lately.

Before the weird situation at home was resolved, I lost a million-dollar jewelry, and then held a small fan meeting today, and was almost attacked by a knife-wielding gangster.

At this moment, she was wearing a bathrobe and looked a little pitiful.

Elsa comforted her with a few words, but went straight to the point: "Sheila, since I'm here, of course it's better to help you solve some problems, so take us to that room?"

Sheila also knew Elsa's character, and what they said was right. Most of the reason for her bad spirit was the weird things in the house.

She reluctantly cheered up and got up: "Come with me."

When he bowed and got up from the sofa, the naked beauty of the bathrobe was exposed on the chest.

Luke calmly closed his eyes and nodded slightly: As expected, he is indeed a big singer! He's still famous for his dancing, that's what he has in mind... tsk tsk, worthy of the name!

It's not that Luke is wretched, it's the beauty that brings his eyes to him, so he shouldn't turn his head away from looking at it.

Following Sheila on the elevator to the third floor, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Elsa asked casually, "After you called me the other day, are you sure you haven't tidy up this room, and haven't let anyone else in?"

Sheila nodded: "Yes, I heard you say that you need to protect the first scene to facilitate your investigation. This time, the room was not cleaned up."

Luke admired in his heart that Elsa was indeed a veteran detective, and he thought of this the first time.

It's a pity that she was in Miami at the time, otherwise there might be more clues.

Walking to the door of a room, Sheila hesitated, looked at Luke, and then looked at Elsa.

Elsa immediately understood and nodded slightly: "He's fine, and he has a knack for solving cases."

Sheila looked at Elsa again in surprise, but she knew that her old friend rarely praised men, especially this one who looked like a high school student.

Without any hesitation, Sheila pressed her finger on a panel of the door, and a second later, the door opened with a bang.

Luke: "Fingerprints turned on?"

Sheila nodded: "Yes, it can also be turned on by voice control."

Luke: "Who can open this door except you?"

Sheila: "It's just me and the nanny Meryl, but there will be a record when the door is opened, and when there was an abnormality in those days, there was no abnormal opening record for this door."

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