Luke followed suit and half-huggled in response, joking: "You big stars usually have to smile and hug your fans, but you would rather be alone and quiet in your free time."
Sheila was speechless, and that was pretty much her mentality.
But she and Luke hadn't seen each other for a long time, and when she saw his smiling, sunny face again, she actually felt a vague sense of familiarity.
Somehow, she began to relax and felt less tired from the busy days.
Big stars like her are always under mental stress and have a strong sense of defense.
From career ups and downs to being crushed by peers, indiscriminate media reports, and framing by people with ulterior motives, she can't help but fall into tension and anxiety.
Luke didn't want to waste time on unnecessary suspicion, so he used some tricks.
Anyway, he had basic psychology and basic hypnosis abilities, plus some mental communication, so it was easy for him to comfort Sheila.
Of course, he had no intention of hypnotizing her to do anything. As long as she could relax and treat this meeting as a chat between ordinary friends, that would be fine.
After the two said their goodbyes, Luke walked out.
After driving for a while, he frowned, suddenly turned the car into an alley, turned off the engine, opened the door, and got out in one go.
A moment later, a car stopped at the entrance of the alley.
A man got out of the passenger seat of the car and walked carefully into the alley.
In the driver's seat, the driver looked around.
Suddenly, the passenger door was opened.
Before the driver could come to his senses, he was grabbed by the neck and pulled over, and pressed down on the cushion: "Who are you? Why are you following me?"
The driver struggled: "What are you talking about? Let me go."
Luke continued to press his face against the cushion, and casually searched the glove box with his other hand: "Well, let me see. Haha, it turns out to be the paparazzi from the Moon News."
The driver still insisted: "So what? I'm going to sue you for assault."
Luke ignored him: "The driver's license is also here. Look at you, Mad-Caron, your home address is xxxxx, I remember it. Remember, don't do anything bad and let me secretly photograph you, otherwise I will also expose your privacy to the gossip news. The Moon reporter bought and took a variety of banned drugs, it's a piao, this kind of person can't be considered a journalist, right!"
The driver was horrified: "You, you are talking nonsense! I, I didn't do that."
Luke: "Okay. You are so innocent. If the private detective follows you for a month and doesn't capture any of your transactions, they will follow you for another month. What do you think they will capture?"
driver:"… "
As Luke spoke, he took out a memory card from a camera in the car: "Hold it in for two months. I'm watching you." Then he slipped away.
The driver felt a relief on his head and quickly raised it, taking a deep breath and looking around, but there was only a dark night sky around him.
Luke, however, had quietly walked into the alley, quickly came behind the sneaky paparazzi in the passenger seat, grabbed his belt, and exerted force.
"Ah~" With a strange cry, the paparazzi was flipped into the metal trash can, and Luke slammed the lid of the trash can.
After doing all this, he felt happy.
His Batman vest has been forced into the sewer several times by paparazzi. Today, these paparazzi dared to follow and take pictures of him. Now let them taste the stench.
After getting in the car, Luke transferred the contents of the camera's memory card to the fake phone.
After taking a few glances, he had to admit defeat.
These paparazzi are really good at it. They are very good at misplaced shots. There are several photos that make it look like Luke and Sheila are face to face, hugging and being intimate.
If you add the farewell kiss between the two and Sheila's happy smile, this set of pictures can really make up a vivid story.
Headlines such as "Batman's Underage Rival" and "Sheila Can't Resist the Temptation of Young Grass" are inevitable.
The same tactics used by the UC Shock Department have been used by American gossip newspapers for decades, and they are more skilled and have no bottom line.
Fortunately, Luke chose a public place like the lounge area to have the conversation. If he had gone to Sheila's room, as long as he took two shots of her entering and leaving the room, he would have firmly established himself as Sheila's little friend.
Feeling a little amused and helpless, he could only be thankful that he rarely drove the car provided for his personal trips but rented one instead.
It’s okay to appear on TV normally, but appearing on TV as “Batman’s rumored girlfriend’s rumored boyfriend” would be a big trouble.
He is not a masochist and does not want to suffer this.
After returning home, Selina looked at him with a smile on his face, a little suspicious: "Did you sneak out to beat someone up? Why do you look so happy?"
Luke went in to wash his hands, came out to make some tea, and then told her what happened tonight and showed her the photos on his phone.
Selina took the photos and looked at them, then burst into a barbell-like laugh: "These guys are really good at finding angles. Most people would definitely think you are Sheila's boyfriend."
Luke was helpless: "I didn't want to make any weird news, but I couldn't resist their determination to make the headlines even if they didn't have any news."
Selina threw the phone back and took a sip from his teacup: "Don't forget how popular Batman is now! There are more people eyeing Sheila. Don't think it's the same as before."
Luke took his teacup from her and took a sip: "But Claire's matter has finally been arranged. I'll call her tomorrow."
Selina: "I'll send her a short message to see if she's asleep."
Luke was stunned: "What else can she do if she doesn't sleep so late?"
Selina sent a short message and looked at him in silence for a moment before saying, "They are having a routine gathering for new students and asked if we would like to come over."
Luke: "It's a girls' party. I'm not going."
Selena: "There are boys. Yeah, and there are a lot of topless girls dancing."
Luke: "... Do you think I will believe you just by telling you?"
Ten minutes later, Selina looked at the person driving very fast with a smile: "Didn't you say you didn't believe it?"
Luke: "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. I want to confirm this with my own eyes."
Selina laughed again like a barbell.
She knew that Luke didn't go there for the girls who took off their tops; he went there to see Claire's performance.
This is not a question of trust or not.
When young people get impulsive, they will do all kinds of strange things, and it is not uncommon for them to lose their lives for this.
Luke wasn't worried about Claire losing her life, he just wanted to see what condition this guy was in.
If you can be easily led astray, then you'd better not be a policeman. Just finish college honestly and establish basic and complete outlooks on life, life and values.
More than twenty minutes later, Luke and his companion sneaked to the party location.
The gathering place is at a small lake one kilometer away from the police academy, with grass, woods, and a small beach.
It is quiet and secluded, yet has enough space for activities.