Rebecca was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Do you think that this will prevent me from recognizing you next time?"
Luke also smiled and said, "Yeah, safety first."
He had a deep understanding of how vindictive women were.
Mr. X, who had just been roasted like bird eggs for ten minutes and then shot in the head, must have felt it more deeply.
Rebecca couldn't help laughing as she grabbed the flashlight from his hand. She didn't shine it directly on his face, but just shone it near his neck. She looked at his face for a moment with her peripheral vision.
Then, she turned off the flashlight and sighed, "You look a lot more handsome now than when you were in the apartment building, don't you?"
Luke chuckled and said, "Being handsome has always been an advantage that I cannot hide. I am also very distressed."
Rebecca couldn't help laughing again.
She suddenly felt that with this guy by her side, she wasn't so sad anymore.
In other words, there is no time to think about those sad things.
She turned off the flashlight, threw it aside, put her hands on his shoulders and pressed hard.
The result... did not click!
Luke looked puzzled: "What?"
Rebecca couldn't help laughing again: "What do you think? When a man buys a woman a drink at a bar and she doesn't refuse, what does that mean?"
Luke: "So, we can have a pleasant chat now?"
"Shut up! You damn little guy!" The woman lowered her head in annoyance.
“… Is that what you mean?” someone asked curiously, and the rest of the words became unclear.
Not far from the beach, waves came again and again, hitting the beach and making a loud sound that lasted for a long time.
…
The sky was dark, the sea breeze was blowing, and the bustling and noisy beach became quiet.
On the beach, Rebecca got up and silently put on the clothes on the blanket.
Looking at Luke beside her, she sighed, found her shoes on the sand beside her and put them on.
"Do you want to go for a morning run?" a voice suddenly sounded.
Rebecca shuddered all over, getting startled for once.
Immediately, she looked at the man on the blanket: "Are you awake?"
Luke shrugged, "Yeah, I woke up before you did."
Rebecca: "…Then why are you closing your eyes?"
Luke: "What if you want to sleep a little longer? It would be so embarrassing if I keep my eyes open."
Rebecca: "Isn't it embarrassing now?"
Luke chuckled. "Saying goodbye shouldn't be awkward, right? We're acquaintances now, aren't we?"
Rebecca was speechless for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, goodbye." Then she turned around and wanted to leave.
"Wait." Luke called out.
Rebecca rolled her eyes: "What's wrong again?"
Luke stood up and rummaged through his backpack. A business card appeared in his hand. “My contact information. If you have any problems that are difficult to solve, you can try to contact me.”
Rebecca took the business card and put it in her trouser pocket without even looking at it: "Anything else?"
Luke shook his head: "No more."
Rebecca jumped up in anger and clamped her legs around his waist: "Did you do this on purpose?"
Luke chuckled and put his arms around her, giving her a deep kiss.
After a long while, the two separated, and he said, "You can go around and wait until the day when you can calmly face everything that happened over there, then it won't be too late to go back."
Rebecca looked at him, nodded slightly, hummed, jumped off him, and turned away.
In the darkness, her steps were a little uneven and the wound on her right foot hurt slightly, but her heart was much calmer.
Perhaps it's time to let go of the past.
She thought so in her heart and slowly disappeared into the street by the sea.
Luke watched her leave, then lay down again. He casually reached for a can of thorn cherries beside him, opened it and took a sip, muttering, "I hope you can see things more positively."
He did not try to comfort Rebecca on purpose. Her tragic past could not be overcome by comfort.
If he were to encounter a similar situation, he would have to endure the painful days in silence, unless he could finally get over it one day.
Fortunately, he didn't encounter this situation, and he will do his best to avoid it in the future.
Lying on the beach before dawn, Luke drank juice quietly and thought a lot.
After dawn, Luke returned to the Wild Jungle Bar and found a hotel to stay in.
High up in the hotel facing the wild jungle, he took in everything around it.
He did not go out during the day and even had lunch in his room.
At night he set out again.
Today he did not go into the bar, but sat on the roadside far away from the back door exit, watching the people coming and going, just like those tired tourists.
Everything else here is fine, except for one thing.
There are too many people.
There were people everywhere, and it was difficult for him to find a place to launch the drone.
He stood up and walked to an alley, then he nimbly flipped over and climbed up the outer wall to the roof.
He took out a drone from the storage space in the corner, and with a few operations on the fake mobile phone, it quickly took off.
It was late in the evening, and the black drone was not conspicuous and made very little noise. No one noticed it amid the noisy crowds.
After setting the drone to auto-cruise and automatically remind, he leisurely took out a can of juice and drank it.
There were no spoilers tonight, and he had enough time and patience to wait for Mr. Pedro.
At eight o'clock, Pedro finally returned from outside.
Luke began to pack his things, ready to go in and fight a group of small bosses.
The more chaotic and criminal the place is, the less he will worry, because the police won't care.
But just as he was about to go downstairs, he saw the picture sent back by the drone and stopped immediately.
An obviously modified car drove up to the back door.
Luke didn't even need to look carefully to determine that this was an armored vehicle, or a money (drug) transport vehicle
The open door at the back showed that the trunk was still empty, but it was backing up towards the back door.
Is this to transport something out of the building? Luke rubbed his chin and thought so.
A moment later, he clearly saw someone moving things into the car through the back door. It was done in less than a minute and the vehicle started.
Including the previous little boss Pedro also came out, and two SUVs escorted the armored transport vehicle from the front and back and drove out.
Luke didn't move for the time being, continuing to observe.
After more than ten seconds, he determined the direction of the three vehicles' movement and ran directly on the roof.
This is Rio. There are basically no cameras near the slums, and ordinary people's eyes cannot follow his tracks in the dark.
Taking a shortcut by leaping and flying on the roofs, he followed the three cars at a close distance.
The three cars did not go to the city center, but circled the slums and stopped in front of a small building that looked like a factory.
The rear door of the armored vehicle opened, and Pedro and two of his men took the things transported in the vehicle and knocked on the iron door of the small building.