Claire even said that she would visit Luke and Selina whenever she was on break.
Luke could only smile wryly.
He and Selina would be too busy with work to spend time with family.
Catherine, however, knew very well how busy a police officer was. She quickly shut down Claire’s idea, then said, “If you really want to come here, try to go to USC or UCLA. You’ll be able to work here and live in the same city as the big celebrities.”
Claire declared, “Alright, I’ll study harder.”
Luke was amused by how gullible kids were.
Joseph realized that he would have to wait another twelve years or so before he could come here.
Time flew by. On January 3, Luke sent his family to the airport.
Claire cried when they said their goodbyes Joseph was also reluctant to go.
Robert and Catherine were much better. They simply patted Luke’s shoulder, hugged him, and said goodbye.
Luke knew that he had to keep a distance from his family since he might drag them into danger if he was too close to them.
He waited three hours in the airport for Elsa, who was returning from her vacation.
Elsa kicked off her high heels the moment she got into the car and complained, “I shouldn’t have gone home! Damn it!”
Luke asked with a smile, “What’s wrong?”
Elsa said, “Tiffany got married. She even has a son now. She bragged about how rich her husband is. He’s only a manager at a three-star hotel in Miami, but she made it sound like her husband slept with Hilton.”
Luke was amused.
“There’s no point in being angry unless you want to get married yourself right now.” Luke chuckled. “Everybody makes their own choices. You didn’t choose her path, so why are you angry? You’ll make a lot more money as a private detective, so why are you still a police detective?”
Elsa gradually calmed down.
She was only angry because she felt humiliated, but had nobody to talk to about
it.
She couldn’t help but agree with Luke. “That’s right. I love my job. I never wanted to get married and have children, so I applied for LAPD after graduation. This is my life. I don’t have to compare myself with that b*tch.”
Luke grinned and didn’t say anything.
Ambitions were very complicated. Some people believed that they were worthless, but some people believed that they were more important than anything else.
Luke actually had few ambitions, except to live a happy life without worries.
He had basically achieved his ambition in his previous life, since he was reincarnated before he grew old.
In this life… He would live splendidly until he died in a particular battle.
There was no need to give it so much thought, because the world would push him forward. Those who didn’t move forward would become part of the background for the superheroes, or die in the remains of a certain great war.
Picking up Elsa was Luke’s only mission for today.
They didn’t need to go in to work until tomorrow. Luke was free for the rest of the day.
Luke found an address in his cell phone and drove over.
It was an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Los Angeles.
Luke surveyed the factory, and finally found a well-hidden basement by tracking the vague smell of gun oil with his Sharp Nose.
Luke carefully opened the door. He didn’t enter the basement until he was sure that it was safe.
Who knew whether that father and daughter pair had set up any security measures, such as bombs, in this place.
The basement wasn’t large. It had probably been a utility room for the factory.
Luke turned on his flashlight and searched for a moment, before taking out a bag from a drawer.
Inside the bag were rolls of cash, but not in large denominations. Most of them were twenty-dollar bills.
Altogether, there was about eight thousand dollars.
Luke wasn’t bothered that it wasn’t much. It wasn’t like he had to make an extra effort to obtain the money anyway.
It would hardly have been possible for him to bring the money back with him from New York, so an exchange with the father and daughter worked out better.
He searched the room and discovered two pistols, a P226 and a HKP7.
There was also a HK416 rifle, and a G3/SG1, which was between a rifle and a sniper rifle.
He didn’t find a lot of bullets. On average, there were only two magazines for each gun.
Luke wasn’t very surprised.
This place must only be for emergency supplies; the father and daughter wouldn’t have stored a lot of cash or guns here.
After seeing this place, Luke had some thoughts of his own.
Maybe, he could set up his own secret base in a similar place?
There were a lot of abandoned factories on the outskirts of big cities that had no signs of life at all.
But after thinking for a moment, Luke gave up on the idea for the time being.
He would need to do a lot more research in order to set up a secret base like this. For now, his garage would suffice as a temporary workshop.
His villa was enough for him, as long as he wasn’t working on dangerous or illegal equipment.
Of course, it was only for now.
He couldn’t do anything covert at his villa, or someone else might come stumbling in and see it.
Luke didn’t touch the guns and simply took the money. He wandered around Los Angeles and bought a lot of tools and items with the cash, before he had them delivered to his place.
He wasn’t very rich yet, but he could create more equipment for himself now. Otherwise, the four elementary abilities from Tony Stark which had cost him a thousand credit points each would go to waste.
What Luke needed most right now was the ability to move quickly.
It wasn’t a problem on the ground with a car, but it would be quite difficult for Luke when he had to move between city buildings.
Batman, for example, was able to move swiftly through the city with his cape, his gadgets, his enormous strength, and his quick reactions.
Luke felt that Tony Stark was definitely a greater craftsman than Alfred.
