<h4>Chapter 696: Goodbye, and Los Angeles Wees You</h4>


    With a smile on his face, Luke put the sketches back and hugged her. “No, I think what we need to do is deepen our understanding of each other...”


    Elena eximed, “Wait, I want another cup of coffee...”


    Luke chuckled. “Isn’t there some in my mouth?”


    ...


    The rain outside the window didn’t stop after a night, but grew even heavier.


    They didn’t go out to y, even though Paris was a beautiful ce in the rain.


    In Elena’s words, she had visited all the streets and alleys of Paris already, and all she wanted to do was stay home.


    Luke bought a quick breakfast at a coffee shop on the street corner, and the two stayed in the apartment.


    Elena looked at the window and suddenly said that it would be great if she could open it directly and look at the rain outside.


    Luke smiled and went to Pierre’s tool shed. He found some tools and materials, and after half an hour, he modified her window.


    Although Tony Stark’s abilities had to do with machines, it wasn’t hard for Luke to modify the window.


    Looking at how the window opened upward instead of outward, a pleasantly surprised Elena asked, “This will work?”


    Luke was amused. “A thousand years ago, China had windows like this. I didn’t invent it.”


    As he spoke, hetched the metal supports on both sides in ce and raised the window. “How about this?”


    Elena waved at him with a smile. After Luke put down his tools and walked over, she gave him a kiss. “Are you really a police officer? I think you’re more like a mechanic.”


    Luke bent down slightly and carried her into the bathroom to wash off the dust and wood shavings. “Yes, I’m good at fixing certain things.”


    <i>For example, people!</i> he mumbled inwardly.


    A whileter, they sat back down at the table and enjoyed their coffee as they looked at Paris in the rain.


    The light rain outside the window cooled the room down.


    Elena shivered. Luke covered her with a nket with a smile. “Don’t catch a cold.”


    Elena was about to reply, when she eximed, “No, just sit here for a while... ah, forget it, do what you want.”


    Luke, however, picked up the coffee on the table and poured her another cup. “Isn’t it morefortable to drink it like this?”


    Elena bit her lip. “Can’t you stay still for a while?”


    Luke shrugged. “I’m very honest now.”


    Elena was lost for words.


    When night fell and Luke was done showering, he looked at Elena, who was dozing on the bed, and kissed her.


    She responded sleepily, then suddenly opened her eyes and woke up with a start. “You’re leaving?”


    Luke nodded. “I have a ne to catchter.”


    Elena nodded. “Got it. Then, go.”


    Looking at her face, Luke smiled and stroked her. “You cane to Los Angeles when you have the time. There are a lot of art centers there.”


    Elena stared at him. “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll interrupt your work?”


    Luke said, “Are you going to look at me every day instead of the art you like?”


    Elena punched him. “You should learn more from that love master. That isn’t touching at all. Go, don’t miss your flight.”


    Luke kissed her again and left with his backpack.


    Elena didn’t get up. She simplyy in bed, deep in thought.


    A gust of wind blew, and she shivered. Waking up from contemtion of her future studies, she covered her naked body with a nket.


    Looking at the open window and the faint lights outside, she sighed in satisfaction. “It really is beautiful.”


    After boarding the flight, Luke didn’t find it boring. He took out the newspaper which he had bought before he boarded the ne and read the headlines leisurely.


    What was going on in Europe recently?


    Of course, there was only one major incident, and that was the series of events rted to Dukhovich at The Hague.


    From Coventry in Ennd to Amsterdam in the Nethends and to The Hague in the end, a string of violent events in these ces proved to be rted to the butcher, Dukhovich.


    What was even more bizarre was that he was thrown down from the courthouse building and pierced to death on the iron railing when he tried to escape.


    Photos of Dukhovich hanging on the iron railing was a regr feature in the headlines of European newspapers for the past two days.


    Although all the images were basically censored, there were plenty of HD photos online.


    At the same time, the hottest topic on the Inte wasn’t the dead Dukhovich, but the Angel of Judgment who had thrown him off the building.


    At that time, almost all the reporters in the court square had taken photos of the Angel of Judgment leaving Dukhovich and flying away.


    The photos were reposted by more newspapers, and the people who didn’t care about Dukhovich became curious.


    There were even imaginative Europeanizens who proposed a new theory — <i>because of the appearance of American Batman, our superheroes have also appeared! The era of superheroes ising, so let us cheer!</i>


    When Luke read the information on the Inte earlier in the day, he couldn’t help but sigh at how astuteizens were.


    The superhero era of this world really wasing!


    Even without him around, it would be an era where superheroes and superviins took turns dominating the headlines.


    He wasn’t interested in being in the limelight. He was more concerned about public opinion in the newspapers.


    Generally speaking, the news that bigger media outlets divulged followed a trend.


    When all the media outlets spoke the same way, it meant that the authorities had reached a clear consensus.


    The Western world was a professional at manipting the media and could y themon masses without batting an eye.


    Only with the appearance of smartphones would everything change!


    Anyone with a smartphone and some apps could be an eyewitness with “pics and the facts.”


    It would be even harder to hide the truth and fool the public.


    Luke had been looking forward to this era for a long time!


    The ne took off at night andnded at night. Breathing in the summer air of Los Angeles, Luke felt a sense of homing.


    He was very satisfied with the experience and credit points in the system from his personal operations this time.


    <i>Host’s experience: 46,350 / 90,000</i>


    <i>Credit: 35,050</i>


    He had earned 16,000 experience and credit points in four days, which was very efficient.


    After killing Dukhovich, the system gave him 3,000 experience and credit points in one go, which proved that this guy truly was a butcher.


    Thest day he spent with Elena made him even happier, and the entire journey ended perfectly.


    After taking a cab home from the airport, Luke washed up and went to his workshop.


    He hadn’t done any work with his hands in thest few days, and they were itching.