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Chapter 109 Angel, and Kindhearted Helper

Luke looked at the little girl and asked, “Is she your daughter?”

The middle-aged man responded with a smile, “Yes.”

Luke remarked, “She looks like an angel. You must be a happy father.”

The man smiled even more delightedly. “Thank you.”

They chatted in low voices.

Luke was a great conversationalist. He didn’t ask any personal information, and they simply talked about interesting New York facts, like how cold it was in winter.

While they were enjoying the conversation, the little girl in the middle wasn’t as happy. “Hey, does either one of you want to switch with ?”

After a brief daze, Luke shook his head. “No, no. Sorry for my disturbance. Please forgive , beautiful lady.”

He then shrugged at the middle-aged man nad Damon McCreedy. They smiled at each other and stopped talking.

It was a six-hour flight, and only one hour had passed.

The rest of the trip would only be even more boring.

Luke closed his eyes and considered Damon McCreedy’s identity.

Sharp Nose was truly a marvelous ability.

After adapting to it, Luke could control it a little now.

He would no longer feel dizzy now because of the sll of two hundred people on a crowded plane.

It was easy to control the sensitivity and range, but it was more difficult to investigate a fixed target.

Thankfully, the little girl and the middle-aged man were right next to him.

He slled the typical scents on them, but there was also the sll of gun oil and gunpowder.

There was also the scent of blood on the little girl.

It certainly wasn’t nstrual blood – she was still too young.

Luke could easily discern that the blood was from several different persons, which was quite odd.

Luke wouldn’t be as surprised if he slled blood on the middle-aged man.

He could vaguely tell that the man was a police officer. It wouldn’t be strange if he got so blood on him from a suspect while on a mission. However, the scent of blood was on the little girl.

But Luke didn’t give it a lot of thought.

Anyone in Arica could own a gun, and it wasn’t unusual for a girl to shoot for fun.

Of course, more importantly, it was because Luke didn’t want to regard such a lovely girl as a criminal.

When Luke was almost asleep, soone walked past him.

He frowned.

He had been controlling the range of Sharp Nose, but he suddenly slled strong body odor mixed with a strange scent.

Drowsily, Luke opened his eyes and looked at the source of the scent, only to discover that it was a bearded man.

When his head cleared, the scent beca even more obvious.

It was TNT!

Trinitrotoluene didn’t have a scent, but police dogs could detect it.

Sharp Nose, to so extent, was much better than the nose of a police dog.

After acquiring this ability, Luke had collected samples of various dangerous items and used his Sharp Nose to rember their slls, for the purpose of avoiding the very sort of danger he was currently facing.

Police dogs would bark when they slled TNT, but Luke certainly wouldn’t.

Nonetheless, alarms were ringing in his head.

These were the years when terrorists were the most active in Arica.

9/11 had still happened here, and Osama Bin Laden still beca a world-famous terrorist leader.

The sll of TNT on the man who had just walked by wasn’t an accident; he was carrying a lot of TNT.

God knew how much the man had brought onto the plane.

Luke had goosebumps all over his body.

He might be strong, but he didn’t think he could survive a plane crash since he couldn’t fly nor use Elentary Self-Healing.

Besides, could Elentary Self-Healing resurrect a pile of squashed at? Well, that might be tricky.

If an explosion took place after the crash and roasted him, he would certainly be as dead as a doornail.

Imdiately alert, Luke fully activated Sharp Nose.

Countless slls appeared to him like lines.

He struggled to track the lines to the people whom the TNT man had talked to.

Generally speaking, it would be difficult for one terrorist to hijack such a big plane. At least two were needed, and three would be best.

Two of them could reveal themselves and control the plane, and the last terrorist could stay in the dark as the commander.

Luke wasn’t scared of the terrorist who had just passed by; he was scared that the man’s accomplices would detonate the TNT.

The little girl seed to have noticed that he was sweating. She asked curiously, “What’s wrong?”

She actually quite liked the young man who was gentle and pleasant-looking.

That was why she was kind enough to ask the question.

Luke had no ti for the little girl now. He waved his hand and said, “I’m fine. I’m using my super ability.”

The cute girl’s eyes widened. There was nothing but suspicion in her glittering eyes.

Luke, however, really was making use of his super ability.

Holding the foul slls at bay and ruling out the irrelevant scent lines, he was close to completing his objective.

A minute later, he closed his eyes gloomily.

The result wasn’t promising.

Several passengers had been tainted by the sll when the TNT guy passed them, but there were three people he hadn’t co into contact with who carried the sll.

More critically, one of the three guys was also carrying TNT!

So, they had a fail-safe on their team!

Luke looked at Elsa, but imdiately shook his head.

As a detective of the Major Cris Division, Elsa was better at solving cases than dealing with terrorists. Waking her up wouldn’t help, but would only add fuel to the fire.

Luke would rather look for a different ally.

He soon focused on Damon, the middle-aged man across the aisle.

The man had Robert’s air, and must’ve killed plenty of people before.

He glanced at the little girl who was secretly peeking at him, and thought that even she might be stronger than Elsa.

With a smile, he said in a low voice, “Mindy, can you switch seats with your dad? I have sothing important to discuss with him.”

Damon looked at him in confusion.

Luke was still smiling, but he made a gesture that ant “enemy” to them.

It was a swift movent, but Damon noticed it and grew alard. He and Mindy switched seats.

In a low voice, Luke quickly told Damon that there was a group of terrorists on the plane who were carrying bombs on them.

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