Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1297
Chapter 1297: Bizarre diner, Bizarre People
As he was thinking that, the robber felt someone grab his hand that was in his pocket. At the same time, he felt a huge force on his back.
Bang!
Luke grabbed the robber with one hand and pushed him forward. The robber’s upper body hit the counter with a dull thump, and his other arm was pressed to his neck. He couldn’t move at all.
Luke took the robber’s hand out from his pocket and showed everyone a gun.
The blonde was shocked again. “Gun? He really had a gun.”
With a strange expression on his face, Luke exerted a little more strength, and the gun fell to the floor with a clatter.
The black-haired girl was suspicious. “Why does this gun look like it’s made of plastic?”
Luke looked away from the gun and smiled at her. “Yes, and it’s still leaking.”
The black-haired girl subconsciously stepped forward and bent down to take a look. She nodded quickly. “Huh, it really is leaking.”
She then raised her head and smiled at him. “Water gun?”
Wow, what a beauty! Luke exclaimed inwardly.
His eyes felt like they had been refreshed, and he couldn’t help his gaze dropping past the girl’s jaw as he said casually, “Yes. So, are you going to call the police, or throw out this guy who tried to rob you with a toy squirt gun?”
The blonde was thunderstruck. “Squirt… squirt gun?”
“Yes. He probably thought there was no danger here.” Luke only spared the big stain on her skirt a swift glance.
After all, it wasn’t glorious to be scared by a leaking squirt gun.
The old man at the cash register smiled. “Wow, what guts. Back in my day, I would be packing metal while on a job. At the very least, I would never be exposed like that.”
The black-haired girl curled her lip, which looked especially attractive. “Throw him out. If the police come, we might end up in the detention center ourselves.”
Luke chuckled and dragged the robber out of the store.
Actually, it wasn’t worth it for him to do anything. After all, that guy had simply tried to use a water gun to scare a bit of money out of some people, and couldn’t hurt anyone.
The system sent him a notification, but didn’t even tell him how much experience and credit he had obtained.
That was at Luke’s request.
The system could record points less than 100, and didn’t have to notify Luke of the amount.
Otherwise, if he needed millions of experience points for leveling up in the future, it would be annoying to death to get tens of thousands of notifications one after another.
Luke returned with a faint smile. He sat down at a table and raised his hand. “Can I order now?”
As he spoke, he looked at the black-haired girl.
Compared with the tall, thin blonde who looked a little like a paper mannequin, he liked this short, curvy black-haired girl more.
Of course, it wasn’t because of the water stain on the blonde’s skirt or the strange smell.
Before the black-haired girl could say anything, the old man at the cash register, who was closer to Luke, said with a smile, “Hey, since you’re our lifesaver, I have to tell you a secret: Be careful about what you choose to eat here. After all, it was Oleg who made it.”
Luke asked with great interest, “What? Is Oleg some hellish cook who specializes in black cuisine?”
The old man chuckled. “He has the same sort of personal hygiene as a demon from hell; he’s that kind…”
Saying that, he pinched his nose in disgust.
Luke nodded with a smile. “Thank you for the reminder. Right, what should I call you?”
The old man said, “Call me Earl, or Old Earl. What about you? Maybe I should call you Bruce Lee?”
He waved his arms about, like in a kung fu movie.
Luke was amused. “Just call me Chris.”
As they talked, his eyes never left the black-haired girl.
The black-haired girl had worked in the diner for a few years, and was quite good at reading people. Of course, she could tell what Luke was thinking.
If it were any other day, she would only chuckle inwardly at this sort of forward gaze and pretend not to see it.
Given her looks, any guy who didn’t look at her like that was either gay or had E.D..
But tonight, not only had this young man stopped the robbery, he was also very handsome — the key point was that he was “handsome.”
Men looked at her because she was beautiful.
As a woman, she naturally liked handsome men.
If it were Oleg who had saved her from a real gun, she would at most just express regular thanks.
She gave Luke a wide smile.
Her mouth was indeed wide, but her lips were plump and beautiful. Coupled with her dark purple lipstick, she was very eye-catching.
“What do you want? How about American cheese…” She stopped as soon as she said the words.
She was too used to trading wisecracks with the restaurant’s oddball customers. How could she give trash like American cheese to this handsome man who had saved her life?
Luke didn’t think much of it. “No, Earl already told me about Oleg’s ‘specialty.’ So, I want that…”
He pointed at the counter.
On the counter was a round tray with a transparent lid. On the tray were four or five cute cupcakes of different colors.
Actually, even without Old Earl telling him, Luke could confirm with his Sharp Nose that these were the only things that could be eaten in this restaurant.
Everything else passed through Chef Oleg’s hands, except for these cupcakes.
The black-haired girl got it, and went over to get the cupcakes.
When she went around the counter, she even twisted to ensure that she didn’t step on a certain big guy lying on the floor.
At that moment, the big guy sat up slowly without opening his eyes. “Wow, I think I just went to heaven and saw the beautiful landscape of my dreams. There were big, curvy women everywhere… Hm, wait, why am I sitting here?”
The black-haired girl turned around and glanced at him. “Oleg, you stepped in a puddle of piss earlier and flew to heaven with it. Congratulations, you’re back in hell.”
“Max, you finally have the courage to come find me in the men’s washroom?” The tall man, Oleg, turned and looked around. “Wait, isn’t this the restaurant counter?”
The black-haired girl, Max, curled her lip and didn’t bother with him. She simply put two cupcakes on a plate.
After a brief daze, Oleg finally thought of something. “Why is there piss at the counter? Max, was it you…”
Max was shocked. “Hey, hey, hang on, I’ve been so busy tonight I didn’t even have time to drink two mouthfuls of water. You can ask Caroline yourself after she’s done changing, okay?”
Oleg nodded blankly. “Okay.”
He then got up and clutched the back of his head. “Did someone hit me in the head? It hurts.”
Max chuckled. “That you can only ask yourself.”
She then returned with a plate and placed it in front of Luke.
