Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

That night, the sea was rough, and the cruise ship was a bit bumpy, causing many passengers to have trouble sleeping.

Luke was worried that something might happen on Hamidi Shawn's end, so he couldn't sleep soundly...

When he woke up in the morning, it was already past nine.

Luke yawned. The good news was that no accidents happened last night; the regret was that Nami Inoue didn't come to his room.

"Beep beep..."

The cruise ship honked its horn.

Luke got out of bed and walked to the balcony to check; in the distance, he could faintly see the mainland. They had arrived at the next port.

After breakfast, Luke went to the deck to observe.

This time, seven passengers disembarked, and two boarded. Luke took note of their appearances.

He wasn't sure which port the person planning to assassinate Hamidi Shawn would board from. Of course, the person might not even act on the ship. All Luke could do was consider all possible scenarios.

Luke went to see Hamidi Shawn to arrange the day's activities.

Afternoon.

On the cruise ship's deck, Luke was reclining on a deck chair, enjoying the sea breeze and sunshine. A chilled beer was on the table beside him.

A pleasant voice came from behind, "Good afternoon."

Luke turned his head and saw Nami Inoue approaching in a bathrobe, "You're late."

"Luke, we're on vacation. I don't want to keep watching the clock."

"Phone..." Luke hadn't finished speaking when he realized the outcome.

Nami Inoue took off her bathrobe, revealing a light blue bikini underneath. Her fair skin, ample chest, slender waist, and well-proportioned legs couldn't even accommodate a single phone, let alone a hair.

Luke looked her up and down and raised an eyebrow, "It's a pity you're not a model."

"Thank you." Nami Inoue sat on the deck chair and started applying sunscreen.

She started from top to bottom: neck, shoulders, legs. Her fair skin appeared even more supple, "Can you help me apply it to my back?"

Luke squeezed some sunscreen into his palm and applied it to Nami Inoue's smooth back, which was beautiful, white, and tender, feeling very pleasant to the touch.

Nami Inoue asked back, "Need me to help you apply?"

"Of course, I don't want a sunburn." Luke handed the sunscreen to Nami Inoue and turned around.

The sun over the sea was harsh, and this couldn't be taken lightly. Without sunscreen, sunburn was likely, which would hurt when washed with hot water.

When Luke first came to Los Angeles, he didn't have the habit of applying sunscreen. In his previous life, he didn't have the time or conditions for sunbathing.

Watching men and women apply sunscreen to each other on the beach, he found it pretentious, thinking it was purely for flirting. Real men aren't afraid of a little sun.

At the time, the sun felt comfortable, with nothing seeming unusual. But after returning for a shower, his skin was as red as a cooked shrimp, painfully intolerant to hot water, requiring warm or cool water, and it took days to recover.

Nami Inoue touched Luke's solid shoulders, "Do you go to the gym often?"

Luke flexed his arm muscles, "If you need a fitness coach, consider me.

All you have to do is treat me to a meal."

Nami Inoue shrugged, "Compared to the gym, I prefer running and yoga.

If you need a yoga instructor, consider me too.

I heard the French cuisine on the cruise is nice."

Luke chuckled, "Haha, I should first check if my wallet can handle it."

The two chatted and laughed, and time flew by.

Beer, sunbathing, beauty...

Yes, this is the correct way to vacation on a cruise.

Of course, while having fun, the important things cannot be delayed.

Luke continued to keep an eye on Hamidi Shawn's situation. Fortunately, the past couple of days had been calm, with nothing unusual around Hamidi Shawn.

...

At five in the afternoon, the Cancún port.

Cancún is a famous international tourist city in Mexico, located at the northern part of the Caribbean Sea, surrounded by sea on three sides. It is recognized as one of the world's top ten beaches.

As usual, Luke arrived early on the deck, watching as the dock grew closer.

The security in Mexico isn't good. Mexican hitmen are even more rampant than those in the United States, so Luke remained vigilant.

"Hey, buddy, I knew you'd be here." Hamidi Shawn's voice sounded from behind.

"What are you doing here?" Luke frowned slightly, recognizing that if there were a sniper on the dock, there would be no need to board the cruise, just one direct shot to the head.

"Don't worry, I've been cooped up in my room until I'm almost moldy. This isn't how I intended to cruise to America." The calm of the past few days had relaxed Hamidi Shawn's mood.

Luke reminded, "The more it is like this, the more careful you should be.

If you want to stroll the cruise, do it after the cruise has moved away from the port."

"I know.

However, I have to meet a friend." During their conversation, a yacht approached, and a short, somewhat chubby man boarded the cruise.

Hamidi Shawn quickly went to greet him, "Hey, Julian, my good friend."

"Haha, Hamidi, it's been a while since we've seen each other, how have you been?" The man called Julian gave Hamidi Shawn a hug.

"Uh... maybe.

I'm not sure what to say."

Julian pointed at a voluptuous Mexican woman behind him and said, "This is my girlfriend, Anty Doherty."

Hamidi Shawn laughed, "Miss Anty Doherty, your beauty is even more dazzling than this luxury cruise ship.

Julian, you're a lucky guy."

Anty Doherty said, "Mr. Hamidi Shawn, I've often heard Julian talk about you.

Thank you for taking care of him in New York."

"Haha, I'm just glad he didn't say anything bad about me." Hamidi Shawn teased, "Come on, let me act as your guide and introduce this ship..." As he spoke, Hamidi Shawn seemed to remember something,

"No no no, I just remembered that Julian is the major shareholder of this cruise ship, so it should be you guys showing me around instead."

Hearing this, Luke also understood why Hamidi Shawn wanted to take the cruise to Los Angeles; he didn't believe it was just by chance they met the major shareholder of the cruise. Most likely, the two of them had arranged it in advance.

Evening.

Third floor of the cruise ship.

French restaurant.

Hamidi Shawn invited Julian and Anty Doherty to dinner, and Luke was also invited to attend the dinner.

After meeting, Hamidi Shawn pointed at Julian and introduced, "This is Julian Ron, a director of the Palas Ocean Group. His company is one of the largest ocean freight companies in North America, and this cruise ship is just one of many under his company's banner.

This is his girlfriend, the beautiful Miss Anty Doherty."

Hamidi Shawn then introduced Luke, "This is Captain Lee from the Los Angeles Police Department, and he's also an FBI criminal investigation consultant."

Julian Ron glanced at Luke, nodded slightly, and didn't show any intention of engaging in conversation.

Clearly, Luke's current position did not command his attention.

Anty Doherty, however, assessed Luke and extended her right hand, "Captain Lee, you are quite handsome."

Luke smiled, "Miss Anty Doherty, I like your red evening dress, it's very sexy and it suits you well."

Anty Doherty twirled in place and looked at her boyfriend next to her, "Julian said the same thing, that's why I chose this one."

"Friends, let's sit down and chat." Hamidi Shawn snapped his fingers and told the server nearby, "Hello, you may serve the dishes now."

"Yes, sir."

Julian Ron glanced at Luke and said to Hamidi Shawn, "Old friend, have you thought about acquiring the port of Los Angeles?"

"Of course, that's also my purpose for coming to Los Angeles, but before the formal acquisition, I want to hear your opinion."

Julian said, "Buddy, I know you have a good business mind. If it were in New York, I believe it wouldn't be a problem.

But now you're aiming to acquire a port in Los Angeles, so there are more factors to consider.

The local forces in Los Angeles may not want outsiders taking over the port.

In terms of business, they might not match up to you, but when it comes to sabotage, that's too easy for them."

Hamidi Shawn looked towards Luke, "I understand your concern, that's why I invited Captain Lee. He's the best detective in Los Angeles and is now my security advisor.

He has connections in the Los Angeles Police Department and the FBI, so I trust he can ensure the port's safety."

Luke nodded slightly, not saying much more.

Now that Hamidi Shawn had not reached Los Angeles nor acquired the port, speaking too much would be pointless—he could only take things step by step.

Hamidi Shawn said earnestly, "Julian, if I purchase the Los Angeles port, I hope our two companies can establish a long-term cooperative relationship."

Julian raised his glass, "Aren't we the best of friends?"

"Of course." Hamidi Shawn raised his glass with a forced smile.

This guy was all talk without giving a definitive response.

The server began to slowly serve the dishes.

At the table, the conversation primarily took place between Hamidi Shawn and Julian Ron, while Luke occasionally chatted with Anty Doherty.

Luke also found it uninteresting; after he had eaten enough, he found an excuse to leave.

As Luke walked out of the French restaurant, he happened to see an Asian beauty exiting the Japanese restaurant diagonally opposite—Nami Inoue had just finished her meal.

Their eyes met.

Nami Inoue "..."

Damn, he went and had French dining all by himself!

Luke was slightly surprised, "Good evening."

Nami Inoue joked, "Apparently, you're a more popular fitness coach."

Luke chuckled, "Come on, I'll treat you to a drink."

...

Late night, the Caribbean Sea.

The waves surged, and the cruise ship had a bit of a bump.

After leaving Cancún's port, the Silver Cloud cruise ship continued to head towards the Panama Canal, then it would enter the Pacific en route to Los Angeles.

At five in the morning, when everyone was sound asleep.

The Silver Cloud slowly reduced speed, made a big arc on the sea, completed a turn, and began traveling in the reverse direction...