Super Detective in the Fictional World

his space could store a thousand liters of water.
Human beings were approximately as dense as water.
So, he could store ten or more people in this space…

The personal space was already very useful to Luke when it was just 0.001 cubic meter in size, to say nothing of one cubic meter of space.

He could’ve stored a Glock and multiple magazines in it.

For him, the personal space was a trump card.

He had intended to dismantle and throw away the gun after he got out of the car, but he could keep it now.
After all, his personal space was still empty.

He drove the car to an alley in the 18th arrondissement.
Leaving the door wide open, he walked away quickly.

If a lucky dog found the car, they would see that the key was even still in the ignition.

This car would certainly be gone by the next morning.
It was the last clue that linked Luke to the case.

Luke finally called Daniel and took the cab back to his hotel in the 16th arrondissement.
He returned to his room and went to bed.

The next morning, Luke casually walked out of the hotel

He needed to relax today.
He walked around for a while and found a nice little park.
Sitting down on a bench, Luke observed the passers-by.

Looking at the bright and warm people, Luke gradually felt at peace.

A moment later, a girl with dark red hair approached him and said, “If I may ask, do you need any help?”

Luke looked at her and smiled casually.
“Oh, no, but thank you.
I’m only enjoying this beautiful morning and this beautiful city.”

The girl was dazzled.

She had an easel ten meters away and there was a metal box in front of it.
Inside the box was a bit of cash.
She clearly didn’t have a thriving business.

As an art student who was here to sketch, her main purpose was to observe people and gain inspiration instead of making money.

So, she liked to observe interesting people, like this young man.

She hadn’t noticed Luke at first, who was never the most eye-catching person in a crowd to begin with.

His clothes were clean but boring.
His hair was short and black.
His face was only average and definitely didn’t make the heart pound.

When she fixed her attention on him, however, she found Luke’s face more and more agreeable.

He looked young, but there was a cold and indifferent expression in his eyes, as if he had no interest in the outside world.

In the end, when Luke’s lips pulled up in a vague smile, the girl felt her heart suddenly flutter.

It was hard for her to describe the feeling, as if the guy had suddenly turned from an ordinary stone statue into an amazing superhero.

She sensed that there was something intriguingly contradictory about this seemingly plain guy.

So, she approached Luke and struck up a conversation.

She blushed slightly at Luke’s reply and his smile.

As an art student in the Capital of Romance, she had seen plenty of gorgeous guys and girls whom she had been drawn to before.

But none of them impressed her as much as this guy whom she had just met.

She couldn’t help but ask, “Can – can I have your number?”

Taken aback for a moment, Luke smiled.
“I’m sorry, but I’m on holiday from America.
I don’t have a local number.
So…”