Super Detective in the Fictional World

ace appeared in the door gap.

When he saw Luke, he waved his hand at him in annoyance.
“Why did you come back? I’m not going senile yet.
You don’t have to worry about me.”

Luke followed him into the room and closed the door behind him.
He put his arm around the old man’s shoulders and said, “Grandpa, it would be a problem if I don’t worry about you.”

The old man snorted and didn’t reply.

Although he had a stubborn temper, he could tell the difference between good and bad.

Entering the room, Luke and Drax sat down.
Picking up a bottle of whiskey from the table, Luke glanced at the old man and said, “I remember when the doctor gave you a checkup last time, he said that you should drink less alcohol, and at most just a little bit of wine and beer, right?”

Drax tilted his head.
“None of your business!”

But he immediately added, “I was too busy making calls.
I haven’t had any yet.”

Luke smiled and took out two bottles of beer from the fridge.
He gave one to the old man and said, “The weather’s hot, cool down a bit.”

The old man had no choice.

Luke had always been obedient and sensible since he was a kid.

Every time Drax thought of Luke’s parents who had passed away early, the old man’s heart ached even more.
He felt that it was because Luke didn’t have parents that he became mature and sensible at an early age.

In the old man’s point of view, Texan boys should be a little bolder from a young age.

Fighting, smoking, drinking and lifting skirts – as far as the old man was concerned, this was how Texan boys grew up.

Luke, on the other hand, had never touched anything like that since he was young.

If Luke and Jimena hadn’t gotten together in the last two years of high school, the old man would’ve suspected that there was a problem with his grandson’s sexual orientation.

Thus, the old man couldn’t say anything harsh to Luke.

After drinking two mouthfuls of cold beer, Luke finally said, “Grandpa, I’m already back.
You can tell me what happened so that the plane ticket isn’t wasted, right? Also, I’m a rank three detective in LAPD Major Crimes Division, and I’m one of the top detectives in Los Angeles.
If you really want to do something, I’m familiar with the law, and I know how the police work…”

Drax raised his hands in surrender.
“Stop! I don’t really want to shoot anyone.
You don’t have to be that considerate.”

Luke was basically saying, “Even if you kill someone, I can help you clean it up.”

How could the old man resist his family’s unconditional support?

The last thing he wanted was for his family to get in trouble, let alone for Luke to break the law for him.

Luke secretly chuckled.

He knew very well that his grandfather was amenable to persuasion but not coercion.

Rather than trying to persuade him, it would be better to start with family to calm him down.

Sighing, the old man finally explained what happened.

Luke listened in silence.
He didn’t interrupt the old man’s recount, even when the latter was cursing the murderer who killed his good friend.

After the old man stopped talking and took a moment to catch his breath, Luke asked, “Grandpa, do you know anyone in the police department? Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to check out the situation at the scene.”

It was a huge case, and it had only been a day since the murder.

In order to solve the case, the police department would definitely keep the details confidential for now.

The old man nodded.
“I know someone, a junior at the police department.”

Luke asked, “Can you ask him to take me to the crime scene for a look?”

The old man hesitated.

He was pissed and could shoot dead whoever he wanted.

But he wasn’t willing for Luke to take any risks.

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