Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 144 144. Goodbye, Las Vegas
midnight.

Dean sat on the top of the [-]-meter-high TV tower, with his feet dangling over the edge, holding a bucket of ice cream in both hands, and overlooking the bustling metropolis below.

Las Vegas, where the colorful neon lights are flashing, is like a steel giant radiating colorful colors, just waking up from sleep and making a magnificent roar.

Dean threw away the empty ice cream bucket and got up to stand by the TV tower. The cold wind from above made his black hooded jacket bulge wildly like a flag waving in the wind.

He suddenly opened his hands, took a step towards the height of [-] meters, and then his whole body fell to the ground, and the houses and cars that were as small as ants rose suddenly.

Dean flew up in the night sky of Las Vegas, and the endless undulating high-rise buildings on the left and right sides were like continuous mountains.

He is a bat that shuttles between the valleys, carrying a 360-degree God's View radar with a range of 30 meters and a full view of the surrounding surveillance cameras and the interior of the buildings it flies over.

From the Strip to Fairmont Street, from shopping malls to hotels, Las Vegas, like a passionate beauty, took off her clothes one by one, revealing all her secrets without reservation:
Opposite the TV in the living room, the silver-haired old man was snoring snoringly on the sofa. The water glass next to the desk lamp suddenly rose, and a glass of cold water splashed on his face, waking him up.

In the top-floor suite of the hotel, a man with a big arm and a round waist was crazily outputting to a woman lying at the desk. Suddenly he screamed, and a strange force tore his silk pajamas in half, revealing his big hairy buttocks.

……

The joy of flying, the excitement of spying and pranks, made Dean's face under the hood blush sickly, and the churning emotions in his heart, and the auditory hallucinations in his ears also vented out with the noisy night wind at high altitude.

But not enough, keep flying!
At a certain moment, Dean flew over the Las Vegas Morning News seven-story building, slowed down, and landed in front of the dark window sill on the second floor, squatting down, quietly enjoying a good show——

The building had already turned off the lights, and it was dark and dead.

Under the ambiguous light of the parking lot not far away, a bloated middle-aged man with bald head was harassing a petite blonde lady carelessly. His eyes were as bright as light bulbs and almost got into the deep groove under the lady's open-chested dress.

"Catherine, my big star host, the deputy director of the news center has been vacant, but Jessica and Irene are also competing for this position, and they have done a lot of performance. Why should I give it to you?"

"Shouldn't you say something?"

The man puts his arm around the woman's shoulder,

"Don't be like this, Davis, I should go home," the woman pushed him away with a face of resistance, but her strength was insufficient, her flustered eyes and weak movements seemed to be refusing to welcome.

"You are a smart, ambitious woman. Standing in front of the camera dressed so coquettishly every day is just to attract the attention of rich people and raise the price. But I can help you more and make your career smooth sailing. Others show off?" The man laughed and put his arms around her, parted her long hair impatiently, lowered his head and kissed her face with his stinky big mouth,
"I've had enough, show some respect!" Catherine screamed, and fought hard against the man's chest, and then burst out with a huge force like divine power, pushing Davis back two meters away. Almost didn't drop a butt to bloom,
She then looked at the white and slender palm in surprise.

"A rose with thorns is very powerful, but I like it!" Instead of being angry, the man smiled brighter, and glanced at her upturned buttocks and proud waistline, like a bear standing upright. Hugged over.

Catherine turned and ran away in a panic, but her right hand defied the instructions from her brain, slapped the man face-to-face like a convulsion, and slapped the man with a "slap".

Ah!
The man covered the red palm marks on his left face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth,
"Are you serious? You don't want to hang out on the TV station?"

"No, I didn't do it on purpose..." Catherine hurriedly explained and leaned over, her right leg protruded like a spring, and the tip of the red high-heeled shoe sank into the man's crotch.

In the quiet night, there was an ecstatic "Oh".

Davis covered his vitals with his hands, pouted his buttocks and jumped on the spot, his cheeks swelled into a liver color, and he sat back and rolled over.

"God, I didn't do anything...I didn't mean to hurt you!"

The woman frantically looked around for something, but she only saw that there was no one around. The counterattack just now was like being possessed by a ghost.

This time the director was completely offended.

"Several years of hard work are in vain, I'm about to lose my job, no, I'm afraid I won't be able to get along in Las Vegas in the future... you're all the rogue's fault!"

With itchy teeth, she spontaneously raised her high heels and stepped on the man, before trotting away.

Sitting in the car, but looking blankly at the night outside the window, where should we develop in the future?
go back home?

……

"Catherine Medici, this is the second time I've saved you, but you're welcome..." Dean, who was floating outside the windowsill, watched the blonde woman go away, shook his head and smiled, "I just do this good deed without leaving a name."

Swah——

The figure flew into the night sky like electricity.

……

In the days that followed, night flying became a regular item for Dean before he left Las Vegas.

As for the daytime, he started to get a private detective license. After all, he couldn't fool people with a high school diploma when he encountered something when he went out.

Among the several rigid conditions required for this license, he has reached the full age and obtained a high school diploma, and he still lacks physical and psychological qualification test reports and no criminal certificates.

In the early morning of this day, he went to a private hospital in the urban area early, and spent [-] dollars to skip an appointment for a comprehensive physical examination.

"Your body is very healthy and free from any disease."

With a perfect smile showing eight teeth, the beautiful nurse with protruding and curved back reported the physical examination report to the "golden master",
"All the indicators are normal?" Dean opened the report and glanced casually.

"To be precise, you are stronger than 90.00% of nine people." The nurse's watery eyes flashed with admiration, and her index finger with red nail polish explained a line of data in the report, "The lung capacity exceeds 12000ml, I I have worked in the hospital for five years, and I have never seen such powerful data, even the Olympic swimming champion can't reach this level."

The nurse paused, with curiosity shining in her bright eyes,

"May I ask what your occupation is?"

"I'm a 'ball player.'"

Dean said nonsense, the vital capacity of 12000ml is the result of a lot of effort he put on the water, otherwise he would blow to 18000 without pressure.

Before he crossed, there were only more than 4000.

……

"Football? You will definitely win the Heizmann Award in the future." The nurse complimented her sincerely, her sweet voice full of vanity, "Well, according to your immunoglobulin complement and lymphocyte subsets, From the data of the absolute value of lymphocytes, combined with the whole physical examination report, your immunity is very good, and most diseases are avoided by you."

Dean nodded, this is the superimposed effect of 16 points of stamina plus the intermediate iron man feat.

"Then does my report fall within the scope of normal people?"

"Haha, you are so humorous. This report is very good, but it still belongs to the category of 'human'. If you want to become a 'superman', you still need to train hard." With an expression of admiration, the nurse raised her left hand and made a flying Soaring action.

Dean heaved a sigh of relief, the physical examination report finally did not detect a monster, he was still a pure human being.

……

After collecting the physical examination report and leaving the private hospital, Dean went to a qualified Luvo Brain Health Center in Las Vegas for a quick self-paid psychological test.

He didn't know whether the auditory hallucinations in his head were mental abnormalities, so he didn't plan to take the psychological assessment scale test seriously, but paid the doctor two hundred dollars for hard work, and got the normal psychological test report in advance.

Get two reports done.

Dean bought a large bag of hot dogs, coffee, and snacks before it was dark, and rushed to the long-lost LVPD. While distributing the coffee and food in the handbag along the way, he responded to the enthusiastic patting of the police officers and expressed his request ,

"Young man, I don't understand you a little bit. You don't want to go to university despite your excellent grades in your subjects. You are brilliant in solving crimes. The bureau gave you the green light, but you don't want to come and work." Carl touched his shiny face in distress. Brow, "You must be a private detective, do you have fleas in your head?"

"Who told me to like freedom? Do me a favor, buddy. If you encounter any unsettled troubles in the future, call me..." Dean wrote down the pager number and handed it to Carl, "I will help once."

"Go away, brat!" Carl put away the note cursingly, and then asked his colleagues in the bureau to work overtime to help Dean get a police certificate.

……

Early the next morning, Dean brought all the materials and rushed to the office of the Private Security Association in the city center to register and start private detective training, which mainly focused on legal knowledge and basic investigative knowledge. Dean had already received Holden's guidance. It went well.

gaps in training.

Dean purchased ten M26 grenades and a barrel of bullets from Andre in the field of struggle: 9mm Parr, .45ACP, and .44 Magnum, each with 5000 rounds of pistol bullets, and sniper rifles. .50BMG1000 rounds.A total of [-] rounds.

It is more than enough to play the first half of the year.

"Chenghui, [-] knives..." Andre nodded, and told with complicated eyes, "[-] knives is deducted as a parting gift for you kid. I hope you will be arrested for robbing a bank in the future. Don't leave me and you alone." Uncle spit it out."

"Don't worry, I'd rather die than surrender!"

The ammunition was loaded into the fantasy space, and the remaining half of the space immediately became crowded, but Dean's heart became more at ease.

……

Everything is ready, the private investigator's license is in hand.

Dean went to say goodbye to lawyers Jacob, Tang Ya, and Lucwell who lived across from the house, and finally it was the turn of Tribeca in Old Street.

"That crazy girl Jenny is busy looking for a job, and she won't be at home during the day." Tribecca sat on the sofa holding Dean's hands, her gray face full of reluctance, "If you leave again, no one will Speak with me."

The old man sighed and rubbed his sore eyes, got up and went upstairs and brought back a thick tome full of years of accumulation.

"You will have to complete the work of recording in the future. One day in the future, I will wait for you to bring back more wonderful stories."

"Ah."

Dean took over the supernatural encyclopedia full of his past experiences with a serious expression, as if he had inherited some kind of inheritance, and then his face changed drastically.

The old man pulled him to sit at the dining table,
"You've been starving after talking for so long, and finally let me, an old guy, make some special dishes to see you off."

……

On the morning of July 6.

The forty-degree sunshine in midsummer has not yet begun to show its power, and the air is still cool.

Gretchen and the six gathered outside the yard.

Dean was wearing a detective's iconic black trench coat, and a black deerstalker hat with front and back brims and ear protectors. He was dressed mysteriously and a bit resolutely cool.
With the help of Baker, he was stuffing the unimportant backpack into the back of Bronco, and he kept urging.

"Baker, don't be so out of shape after graduation! Mature early, find a good job, and marry Jenny in the future!"

"Obey, Master Dean!"

"Jenny, spend more time with Tribeca, the elderly need care."

"I don't need your reminder, I will take good care of grandma!"

The eye sockets of Britney and Luster beside her were flushed,

"What's sad, buddy, it's not life and death..." Dean put his arms around his shoulders and winked at him, "Take care of my house after I leave... Don't be too hard on yourself, training is about relaxation, don't work so hard. "

"By the way, I left some money for you for emergency. Don't refuse it. It's a loan from you. You can pay it back to me after the lawyer succeeds in claiming for you."

Rast choked up silently, and put his arms around Dean,
"Take care of yourself, bro."

"Abby, smile and be more confident in the future."

"Woooo..."

……

Dean turned his gaze to Gretchen by the guardrail, standing there quietly in a blue sportswear, with a fit figure, long waist and slender legs, glowing white skin, playful braids hanging over his shoulders, eyes like pure sapphires, Like the day Dean first met her.

Dean took the initiative to open his hands and walked over, hugging 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 the business." Gretchen hugged his neck and kissed him heavily, then punched him on the chest, with a warning look in his eyes, "Don't go out and mess with flowers."

Dean touched his nose and stuffed a pager into her soft little hand,

"Call me when you miss me."

Dean glanced slowly over the six people, stepped into the driver's seat and closed the door.

"Goodbye, friends."

"Bye, Dean!"

Everyone waved their hands desperately, and the sound of farewell scattered into the air.

Facing the sun, Bronco disappeared in the east, heading for an unknown journey.

(End of this chapter)