Luke glanced at Skye's right hand, which was placed on the table, and was unconsciously turning a table knife around.
He shook his head: "I have always had stable female friends."
Skye paused while turning the knife, and looked surprised: "Who is she?"
At this moment, she almost burst into tears: Is there really such a person
After Skye met Luke, she went to college, joined PDD, and then joined the Justice League. Everything went too smoothly for her.
When joining PDD as a temporary worker, Luke also said that he helped find the job, which means that he at least had a connection with PDD.
The identity information of everyone in the Justice League is kept strictly confidential, and they are prohibited from asking each other questions, and the same applies to their interpersonal relationships.
For example, the "Blacksmith" and the "Lady Death" are together, and the daughter of the "Lady Death" is the "Silencer" in Ursa Minor. These cannot be found in the Alliance intelligence database.
When it comes to Luke, his family relationships are very clear, but his "girlfriend" is not in the intelligence database, which suggests that this "girlfriend" is probably not ordinary.
Luke smiled and shook his head: "This is a secret. And it's not her, it's them."
Skye's hand shook, and the dinner knife flew off the table and fell to the ground with a clang.
She widened her eyes and looked at the calm person opposite her, and suddenly felt a little confused.
Although this is a common answer from wealthy men, she never thought it would happen to him.
After a moment's pause, Skye was finally awakened by the waiter who helped her replace the table knife with a new one.
Shaking her head slightly, she tried to control her chaotic emotions and couldn't help asking, "What about Selena..."
Luke's expression turned into a half-smile, but he nodded: "She knows everything."
Crack! The tabletop under the tablecloth was dented, leaving a large crack.
Luke sighed, waved for the waiter, paid the bill, and said to Skye, "Let's go somewhere else and talk."
As soon as the two men left, a black van arrived. Four men in black suits walked into the restaurant and packed up the table and moved it out.
The restaurant manager just stepped forward to say something, but was taken outside by two men in black suits.
One of them slapped a brown paper bag on the manager's chest and said coldly, "This is compensation for the damaged tables and chairs."
The manager took it subconsciously, opened the seal to take a look, and couldn't help but reach in and rub it a few times.
Looking up at the man in the black suit again, he nodded sincerely: "That's no problem, everyone is welcome to come next time."
There was at least one or two thousand dollars in the brown paper bag. The new table only cost two hundred dollars, and the extra money was undoubtedly a "tip" for him.
Besides, the one handing over the money was only a man in a black suit, while the other one's hand reached into his waist.
This action was full of danger. The manager didn't think that the man had a second brown paper bag on his waist.
To be able to be the lobby manager of a high-end restaurant like this, being able to read people’s expressions is a basic requirement.
So, he immediately made the safest choice - taking the money, and then watching the black van loaded with the table leave with a smile on his face.
On the other side, Luke took Skye into his black SUV and drove slowly towards the east side of Long Beach.
The car drove some distance and entered a parking lot.
Luke stopped the car, turned off the engine and got out, and Skye followed suit.
The two of them were walking along the seaside road.
Luke looked at a fast food restaurant not far away and pointed there: "Remember it?"
Skye's eyes flickered, "The place where you first invited me to dinner."
Then her eyes moved a little further to the east. Although it was blocked by trees, she knew there was a sewer entrance there.
Once, she lived in that sewer for several months.
Until one day, a guy who claimed to be a rookie detective knocked on her iron door and led her out of that dark memory.
Luke was silent for a moment: "Then do you know why I came to you in the first place?"
Skye was stunned: "Investigating a case?"
Luke shook his head: "No. Because I already found you to be special."
Sky's heart skipped a beat and he felt uncomfortable.
Luke didn't look at her and walked forward slowly: "It turns out that you are indeed gifted."
Skye stopped, bit her lip, and stared at his back.
Luke also stopped and turned around: "So you don't have to thank me for anything. After all, my purpose is not simple."
Skye's eyes were a little sore again, but she tried to take a few deep breaths: "You said this to prove that your help to me is a purposeful investment, right?"
Luke nodded: "You can think so."
Crack! A crack appeared on the ground beneath Skye's feet.
The corner of Luke's mouth twitched: This soft girl is about to get angry!
But... a short pain is worse than a long one, and once you start, you can't stop.
If you give up halfway, the pain will continue next time.
Skye got a little angry and stepped forward again: "How many people like me have you invested in?"
Luke: "Well, about ten or eight."
Crack! Another piece of the road broke.
Skye paused for a moment this time, walked a distance away, and then asked, "Do you treat them all like I do?"
Luke: “About…”
Crack! The road surface cracked again.
Luke smiled bitterly: "... Well, there are men and women, some have joined certain departments, and some are still free."
If we hit Skye again, the road surface will probably crack into a series of large holes, which will be very troublesome to clean up.
Skye was silent longer this time. He walked to the sewer where he had been before and stared at the dark entrance in a daze.
After a long while, she finally said, "What is Selena?"
Luke did not answer immediately this time. After a long while, he said, "Partners who trust each other."
Skye chuckled: "Partner? How long can you trust your partner? Ten years, decades?"
Luke tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Probably... forever."
Skye turned around, looking stunned: "Forever? What about your girlfriends?"
Luke shook his head: "That's another matter."
Feeling the emotions of the girl opposite him, he finally softened his heart: "I have reasons why I can't give up my girlfriends. They may be love to me, but I can only say that I have feelings for them."
Skye looked thoughtful, his mind quickly analyzing the information in these words.
Luke didn't care.
Try to stay calm in any situation, that's what he taught her.
He just continued: "I am a very ordinary and realistic person. The relationship between men and women is not that important to me, so I don't mind my friends knowing that I have many girlfriends. Do you understand?"
Skye couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard that.
She's not stupid.
She had been quite uncomfortable before because Luke almost said directly, "Don't rely on me."
But now… well, it’s still the same.
It just proved that it wasn't Skye who had the problem, but him.
Just like it’s embarrassing to be rejected by a man, but if the man says he has always been gay, that’s much better!
That's right, that's it! Skye emphasized this in his heart.