Super Detective in the Fictional World

d moving out is a good thing.
Her husband, Danny, isn’t a decent guy either.
He hits on every woman he meets.
He’s a greasy and balding middle-aged man; what makes him so confident?”

Luke laughed.
“You won’t know until you try, right? Considering how he looks, do you think beautiful girls will throw themselves at him?”

Selina shot a glance at a certain someone.
“That’s right.
If you’re just a little handsome, girls will always throw themselves at you.”

Luke noticed her expression and nodded calmly.
“I rely on my strengths, understand? However, being handsome is one of my strong points, I can’t deny it.”

Selina was lost for words.

They bantered all the way home and continued with their scheduled training in the afternoon.

After a shower, Luke stared at Jeff’s house as well as the new neighbor’s house that was some distance away, deep in thought.

Selina, who came out of the bathroom a while later, found that strange.
“What’s wrong? Are you still thinking about the woman in the white dress? Give up, she has a husband.”

Luke said helplessly, “Try and recall what the two new neighbors look like from a professional viewpoint, okay?” Selina frowned and thought for a moment.
“Nothing really stands out except for her legs, right? Maybe she likes sports.
Those leg muscles can’t be maintained without long-term, professional training.
But they’re not as good as mine.”

Luke smiled.
“That’s right, but those muscles are good enough for most combat and tactical movements, aren’t they?” Selina’s eyes widened.
“Are you saying that they’re professionals?”

By professionals, she was referring to people like them – officers, soldiers, agents – or

Luke nodded and thought for a moment.
“Let’s go see what Jeff knows about our new neighbors.”

As a good-tempered man and a HR professional, plus his wife Karen and her conspiracy theories, Jeff knew the neighborhood better than anybody else.
Otherwise, it was Meg and Danny, the troublesome pair.

Selina nodded and said, “This is the first time we’re visiting them.
Do we need to bring some sort of gift?”

Luke said, “Some of your cake will do.
I’ll fetch a box.”

Selina hesitated.
“Can’t we give them a handicraft or something? Your gun models will work, right?”

“Jeff’s twin daughters are in middle school.
Do you think it’s appropriate to give them gun models?” Luke rolled his eyes.

Besides, those models were experimental products Luke had made with Tony Stark’s abilities.
There was no way he could give them away.

“Fine, I’ll compensate you with a huge feast for dinner tonight, alright?” said Luke.

“Deal.” Selina’s attitude immediately changed.

Luke choked, feeling that he had lost this round.

Ten minutes later, they pressed Jeff’s doorbell.

A moment later, there was the vague sound of Karen rambling.
“Ah, please sit down.
A lot of our neighbors tend to drop by.
Just make yourself at home… ah, it’s you?”

Looking at Karen, whose mouth was wide open, as if stupefied, Luke smiled and said, “Good afternoon, Karen.
It’s been a long while since we caught up with Jeff.
I hope we’re not interrupting anything?”