Chapter 3 One Week

Working overtime is impossible.

  In his last life, Luke spent most of his life staying up late and working overtime.

  When I was a child, I stayed up late to do my homework and working overtime after that was the norm.

Enough.

  Really had enough.

  Living so earnestly, diligently, and hard, in exchange for what? An occupational disease, I saw God before I was forty years old.

  He wants to have a more fulfilling life this time around.

  ...

  Luke's mother's home is in the Eno community.

  There is a small commercial plaza on the east side of the community, which is not large, but has supermarkets, convenience stores, fast food restaurants, and gas stations.

  Luke didn't want to stay at the police station neither did he wants to go back to his mother's house so early.

  he just wants to find a place to have a quiet time, that's all.

  Luke parked his motorcycle in front of a milk tea shop.

  Luke was drinking milk tea for the first time in Los Angeles, and the clerk recommended him boba milk tea.

  "Oye."

  Luke developed a strong interest, and only after he got the milk tea did he realize that it was actually large-grained bubble milk tea.

  "Fuck!"

  Luke felt like he was cheated.

  Fond a seat by the window and sit down, drink a sip of milk tea, which is sweet and sweet, even worse than domestic milk tea.

  Then, he started to be in a daze.

  This is Luke's favorite thing to do after he crossed.

  He still can't figure out why he traveled to Los Angeles.

  When he first crossed, Luke had a feeling of being separated, and eagerly wanted to contact his relatives and friends in China.

  But out of professional sensitivity, Luke knew that he couldn't do this. He tried to restrain this strong desire and learn about the situation in China through other channels.

  This is a parallel world. Although it is also 2022, there has been no epidemic here, and he can no longer go back.

  So he has to try to accept his new identity, but adjusting to life abroad is not as easy as you think it might be.

  Before he knew it, it has already been half a month...

  "Om..."

  A voice suddenly sounded in Luke's mind, [The host is successfully matched, and the detective system will be activated... The first trial will reward you with an 'Adventure Card'. ]

  "What the hell?"

  Luke thought he had hallucinations, and then an options menu appeared in his mind, and a warehouse interface appeared on the left.

  Luke patted his head and took a big sip of milk tea, the interface still existed in his mind.

  Soon Luke calmed down. Although it was a little incredible, what was it compared to the time-travel?

  Rule out the possibility of mental problems.

  Luke's first priority is whether this so-called 'spiritual detective system' is harmful to himself?

  Luke checked himself but fond no abnormality, and did not feel any discomfort. For the time being, he did not find any harm of the 'Detective System' to himself.

  What's the use of studying the 'Detective System' next?

  There is a card on the warehouse interface with the word 'adventurous' written on it, and a small line of comments below it [passive card, function unknown]

  Luke thought in his mind, "System, what is the use of this card?"

  There was no response.

  I asked several times, but still no response.

  It can only be understood literally - passively triggering some kind of adventure.

  Sounds pretty good, I wonder if I can get some money?

  Suddenly, Luke's occupational disease committed.

  There is a feeling of being 'peeped'.

  Luke regained his senses and glanced around. There were not many customers in the store, and no suspicious figures were found outside the window.

  "Could it be that I'm over-reacting?..."

  Suddenly there is a system, it is inevitable to be a little worried.

  Luke calmed down, the system could not be seen or touched, as long as he didn't take the initiative to say it, no one would be able to detect it.

  I am a poor man in Los Angeles, and there is nothing to be peeped at except for being handsome.

  As for that Harley motorcycle, strictly speaking, it still belongs to the bank.

  The Harley was bought with a loan from the original owner. It cost $20,000, a down payment of $4,000, a loan of $16,000, and a yearly interest of $600.

  The monthly repayment is $1400.

  Luke's current monthly salary is around $6,500.

  It stands to reason that his income is not low, but after deducting taxes, he actually got less than 5,000$. In addition to motorcycle loans, there are also card loans and foreign debts.

  At the beginning of the month, after paying off the car loan and card loan, there are only a few hundred dollars left for living expenses.

  Luke now just wants to make money and rent a house.

  I don't want to live the rest of my days relying on others.

  After getting off work, lying on your own sofa, watching TV shows, drinking beer, and eating fried chicken, this is real life.

  Now, he can only live this kind of life in a dream.

  Hope, this card will bring him some good luck.

  ...

  Thursday morning, 8.58am.

  Luke walked into 'The Robbery-Murder Division' humming a song.

  With one more system, he is in a good mood.

  The white bald man David looked over, and Luke pointed his middle finger at him without waiting for him to speak.

  David was not angry, "Congratulations, you won the lottery."

  "What do you mean?" Luke was vigilant. Has the 'Detective System' been exposed?

  impossible.

  That thing can't be seen or touched, how could it be found?

  David pointed to the captain's office, "Queen Susan summoned you."

  "A childish trick, I won't be foolish enough to throw myself into the trap." Luke just breathed a sigh of relief, but he had another bad premonition.

  "believe it or not, I did my part." David shrugged, as if you would believe it or not, "Good luck, you will need it."

  ... A

  few minutes later, Luke entered the captain's office.

  "Captain, are you looking for me?"

  "Yes." Susan pointed to the chair opposite and motioned Luke to sit down with a poker face.

  "What's your order?"

  Susan leaned forward and leaned her elbows on the table. "I've been transferred to the 'Robbery-Murder Division' for a short time, and I can sense that you don't like me. Neither do I. But I hope we don't bring this emotion to work."

  "You misunderstood, I never thought like that."

  "Luke, your whole state is not right after the last injury. You refuse to work overtime, you pick and choose between tasks, and you're always absent-minded during meetings.

  If you can't take your current job seriously because of an injury, I can help you apply for a transfer and change to a more relaxed position."

  If it was a few days ago, Luke might not have cared about the transfer, but now it's different. .

  I just got the Detective System, and I haven't figured out how this system is triggered, but from the name, the 'Detective System' may be related to the police profession.

  He did not know whether the job change would affect the 'Detective System'.

  Even if it's for the detective system, you have to stay temporarily.

  "The last time I was injured, my mentality did change a bit. I realized that my family is the most important thing, and I wanted to spend more time with them, so I didn't want to work overtime.

  I believe in my ability, I can complete my work well without working overtime, and I will become a an integral part of this team."

  "I would like to believe in you. But your current state and what your colleagues say about you make me doubt it.

  I would like to see some action and real change not meaningless words. If not, I will help you apply for a transfer, understand?"

  "Give me half a month, and you will see my value in the team." Half a month is enough for Luke to understand the 'Detective System'.

  Susan said without the slightest emotion, "You only have a week."