144. Goodbye, Las Vegas
Midnight.
Dean sits at the top of a 100-meter-tall TV tower, his feet dangling over the edge, a bucket of ice cream in his hands, and his eyes looking down on the bustling metropolis below.
Las Vegas, lit with colorful neon lights, is like a steel beast radiating a variety of colors, just waking up from sleep and roaring magnificently.
Dean threw away his exhausted ice cream bucket and stood up by the TV tower, his black hooded jacket blown wildly in the cold wind in the air, like a flag waving in the wind.
He suddenly opened his hands and took a step towards a height of 100 meters, and his whole body immediately fell to the house and car as small as ants on the ground, and suddenly rose again.
Dean soared in the night sky of Las Vegas, the endless rolling skyscrapers on the left and right like rolling hills.
He is a bat that shuttles between the valleys, carrying a 360-degree God's view radar with a range of 30 meters, which can take in the surrounding surveillance cameras and the inside of the buildings flying by.
From Long Street to Faimon Street, from shopping malls to hotels, Las Vegas is like a passionate beauty, taking off one piece of clothing to him, and showing all the secrets without reservation:
Opposite the TV in the living room, the silver-haired old man was stuck in the sofa rumbling and snoring, and the water glass by the lamp suddenly rose, and a glass of cold water splashed on his face, waking him up.
In the hotel penthouse suite, a man with a big waist and a round waist was frantically outputting at a woman lying at a desk, and suddenly screamed, and a strange force tore his silk pajamas in half, revealing his big hairy buttocks.
……
The pleasure of flying, the excitement of voyeurism and mischief, made Dean's face under the hood show a sickly flush, the emotions tumbling in his heart, and the auditory hallucinations in his ears were also vented with the noisy night breeze in the sky.
But not enough, keep flying!
At a certain moment, Dean flew over the seven-story building of the Las Vegas Morning News, and his body slowed down, and he squatted down in front of the dark windowsill on the second floor, quietly enjoying a good show-
The lights had long since been turned off, and there was a dead silence.
Not far away, under the ambiguous lights of a parking lot, a bloated, bald middle-aged man is harassing a petite blonde lady with hairy hands, her eyes shining like light bulbs and almost digging into the deep ravine under the woman's open-breasted long skirt.
"Catherine, my big star host, the deputy director of the press center has been vacant, but Jessica and Erin are also competing for this position, and they have made a lot of achievements, why should I give it to you?"
"Shouldn't you say something?"
The man reached out and put his arm around the woman's shoulder,
"Don't do that, Davis, it's time for me to go home," the woman pushed him away with a look of resistance, helpless but lacking strength, panicked eyes, and weak movements seemed to want to refuse and welcome.
"You're a smart, ambitious woman, and you dress so much every day and stand in front of the camera just to attract the attention of the rich and raise the price. But I can help you more and make your career go smoothly, so why should you find someone else to play around? The man laughed and put his arms around her, eagerly parted her long hair, lowered his head and kissed her face with his big stinky mouth,
"I've had enough, be respectful!" Catherine screamed, struggling against the man's chest, and then burst out with tremendous power like a divine power, pushing Davis backwards and retreating two meters at once, almost not falling a butt flower,
She then looked at her fair, slender palm in surprise.
"Thorny roses have a lot of strength, but I like them!" Instead of being angry, the man smiled brighter and brighter, looked at her upright ass and proud waist and abdomen, and pounced on her like a bear standing upright.
Catherine turned and ran away in a panic, but her right hand disobeyed the instructions given by her brain, and she slapped the man in the face with a "snap".
Yes!
The man covered the red slap mark on the left side of his face and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth,
"Are you serious? You don't want to mess around in the TV station? ”
"No, I didn't mean to..."Catherine explained in a panic leaning over, her right leg springing out again, and the tip of her red heels sinking into the man's crotch.
In the quiet night, there was a terrible "oh".
Davis covered his hands in his ass, pouted his buttocks, and jumped on the spot, his cheeks turned the color of pig's liver, and he sat back and rolled.
"God, I didn't do it... I didn't mean to hurt you! ”
The woman's eyes frantically looked around for something, but all she saw was that there was no one around, and the counterattack just now seemed to be possessed by a ghost.
This completely offended the director.
"Years of hard work are in vain, my job is going to be lost, no, I'm afraid I won't be able to mix in the whole of Las Vegas in the future... It's all your fault, you dead scoundrel! ”
She spontaneously lifted her heels and stepped on the man, trotting away.
Sitting in the car, but looking blankly at the night outside the window, where should I go in the future?
Home?
……
"Catherine Medici, this is the second time I've saved you, but don't thank you..."Dean, who was hovering outside the windowsill, shook his head and smiled as he watched the blonde woman walk away, "That's what I did." ”
Hmmm-
The body flew into the night sky like electricity.
……
In the days that followed, night flying became a fixture before Dean left Las Vegas.
As for the day, he began to get a private detective license, after all, he can't fool people with a high school diploma when he encounters something when he goes out in the future.
Among the several hard requirements for this license, he is at least 18 years old and has obtained a high school diploma, and he lacks a physical and mental test report and a police clearance certificate.
Early that morning, he went to a private hospital in the city early and spent $300 to make an appointment for a comprehensive physical examination.
"You are in very good health and do not have any diseases."
The beautiful nurse with a convex and backward curved head gave the physical examination report to the "gold master" with a perfect smile that showed eight teeth.
"All indicators are normal?" Dean opened the report and glanced at it casually,
"You're stronger than ninety-nine percent of people, to be exact." The nurse's watery eyes flashed with admiration, and her index finger with red nail polish explained to the data in the report, "The lung capacity is more than 12,000ml, and I have worked in the hospital for five years, and I have never seen such powerful data, and even the Olympic swimming champion cannot reach this level." ”
The nurse's tone paused, and her eyes flashed with curiosity,
"What do you do?"
"I'm a 'ball player.'"
Dean said nonsense, the lung capacity of 12000ml is still the result of his release of water and a lot of effort, otherwise there is no pressure to blow to 18000.
And he only had more than 4,000 before he crossed.
……
"Rugby? You're sure you'll win the Heizmann Prize in the future. The nurse complimented her with sincerity, and her sweet voice made people burst with vanity, "Well, according to your immunoglobulin complement and the absolute value of lymphocyte subsets and lymphocytes, and the entire physical examination report, your immunity is great, and most diseases avoid you." ”
Dean is the head of the jaw, which is a 16-point physique plus the superposition effect of the intermediate Iron Man specialty.
"So does my report fall within the scope of a normal person?"
"Haha, you're so humorous, this report is very good, but it still belongs to the category of 'human', and you need to train hard to become a 'superman'." With an expression of adoration, the nurse raised her left hand and made a soaring motion.
Dean breathed a sigh of relief, the physical examination report finally didn't detect a monster, he was still a pure human.
……
After collecting the medical report and leaving the private hospital, Dean went to a qualified Ruvo Brain Health Center in Las Vegas for a quick self-funded psychological test.
He didn't know if the auditory hallucinations in his brain were mentally abnormal, so he didn't plan to take the psychological assessment scale test seriously, but gave the doctor a hard money of 200 dollars and got a normal report of psychological testing in advance.
Get two reports done.
Dean took advantage of the fact that it was still dark to buy a large bag of hot dogs, coffee, and snacks and rushed to the long-lost LVPD, while distributing coffee and food in handbags along the way, while dealing with the enthusiastic slapping of the police officers, saying his request,
"Young man, I can't understand you a little, you don't take the university entrance examination even though you have great academic grades, you are talented in solving cases, and the bureau gives you the green light, but you don't want to come to work." Carl touched his shiny head in annoyance, "Do you have to be a private detective, are you a flea in your head?" ”
"Who told me to be free anymore? Do me a favor, man, if you have any trouble with the situation in the future, call me..."Dean wrote down the pager number and handed it to Carl, "I'll help once." ”
", stinky boy!" Carl scolded and put away the note, and asked his colleagues in the bureau to work overtime to help Dean get a certificate of no crime.
……
Early the next morning, Dean took all the materials and rushed to the office of the Private Security Association in the city center to register, and began private detective training, mainly legal knowledge and basic investigation knowledge.
Gaps in training.
Dean procured ten M26 grenades and a barrel of ammunition from Andre at the Struggle Field Range: 5,000 rounds each of the .45 ACP, .44 Magnum bullets, and 1,000 rounds of .50BMGs for sniper rifles. A total of 16,000 rounds.
It is more than enough to play in the first half of the year.
"Chenghui, nine thousand two hundred dollars..."Andre nodded, his eyes complicated, "deducting two hundred dollars and odds, it is a parting gift for your kid, I hope you will be caught robbing the bank in the future, don't spit out me and your uncle." ”
"Don't worry, I'd rather die than give in!"
The ammunition was loaded into the fantasy space, and most of the space that was originally left immediately became crowded, but Dean's heart was much more steady.
……
Everything is in place, and the private detective license is in hand.
Dean went to say goodbye to Jacob, Donya, and Lawyer Lukewell, who lived across the street from the house, and finally it was Tribeca's turn in the old street.
"Jenny's crazy girl is busy looking for a job, and she won't be home during the day." Cuibei sat on the sofa with Dean's hands, her pale face full of reluctance, "If you leave again, there will be no one to talk to me." ”
The old man sighed and rubbed his sour eyes, got up and went upstairs to bring back a thick tome full of years of precipitation.
"In the future, you will have to complete the work of recording by yourself, and one day in the future, I will wait for you to bring back more wonderful stories."
"Hmm."
Dean solemnly took the supernatural encyclopedia full of his past experiences, as if he had inherited some kind of inheritance, and then his face changed greatly,
The old man pulled him to sit at the table,
"I've been hungry for so long, and I'll finally let my old fellow cook some specialty dishes to see you off."
……
On the morning of June 25.
The 40-degree sun in midsummer has not yet begun to show its power, and the air is still cool.
The six Gretchen gathered outside the courtyard.
Dean is dressed in a detective's signature black trench coat, wearing a black deer hunting hat with a brim on the front and back and ear protectors, dressed mysteriously and with a bit of resolute coolness.
He was shoving his unimportant backpack into the back of Blanco with Baker's help, and his mouth kept saying.
"Beck, don't be so out of shape when you graduate! Mature early, get a good job, and marry Jenny in the future! ”
"Yes, Master Dean!"
"Jenny, spend more time with Tribeca, the elderly need care."
"I don't need you to remind me, I'll take care of grandma!"
Britney and Rust beside her had red eyes,
"What's sad, man, it's not life or death..."Dean put his arm around his shoulders and winked at him, "I'll take care of my home after I'm gone... Don't be too yourself, train to be relaxed, don't work so hard. ”
"By the way, I left you a little money for emergency, don't refuse, this is borrowed from you, wait for the lawyer to help you make a successful claim, and then pay me back."
Rust choked silently and hugged Dean with his backhand,
"Take care of yourself, brother."
"Abby, smile and be confident in the future."
"Woo..."
……
Dean turned his gaze to Gretchen on the side of the guardrail, standing there quietly in a blue tracksuit, with a toned waist and long legs, white and glowing skin, playful braids draped over his shoulders, and eyes like pure sapphires, just like the day Dean first saw her.
Dean took the initiative to open his hands and walked over and hugged her heavily, "Next time you come back, you should also graduate from the police academy, I hope to see the LVPD badge on your chest, Officer Gretchen." ”
"Come back early, open a detective agency in Las Vegas, and I'll introduce you to business." Gretchen put his arms around his neck and kissed him hard, then punched him in the chest, his eyes showing a warning look, "Don't go out and mess with flowers." ”
Dean touched her nose and shoved a pager into her soft little hand,
"Call me if you miss me."
Dean's gaze slowly swept over the six people, stepped into the driver's seat and closed the door.
"Goodbye, friends."
"Bye, Dean!"
Everyone waved desperately, and the reluctant goodbye sound dispersed into the air.
Bronco vanished into the east in the face of the sun, sailing into the unknown.
(End of chapter)