Chapter 1138: Cousin, Is This How You Solve the Problem?

Luke nodded with a smile. “When I bought it, it was very shabby. Actually, only the outside looked a little like it; the rest weren’t original parts.”

Damon shook his head regretfully. “What a shame. If it isn’t the original, it’s not as meaningful.”

Mindy, however, mumbled on the side, “Dad, this is Knight Rider’s KITT! Even if it’s modified, I want one.”

She then looked at Luke. “Can it talk?”

Luke said, “Yes, but it’s not that smart. It also won’t get angry and lock me out.”

Mindy asked, “Can it take a photo of something that’s several hundred meters away?”

Luke: “Yes.”

Mindy asked, “Can it control any electronic equipment?”

Luke said, “Some. Not the complicated ones.”

Mindy asked, “Then, is it bulletproof, heat-resistant, and waterproof?”

Luke said, “Not waterproofing; that’s too troublesome.”

Mindy nodded regretfully. “That’s true. After all, this is reality. Then, it can’t fly?”

Luke was amused. “I would prefer to call it gliding. It’s part of the design, but the effect isn’t obvious.”

Mindy asked, “Then, can you take me ‘flying’ once?”

Luke: “Sure.”

Damon and Mindy’s admiration of the car lasted for two minutes before they put it aside.

The car was Luke’s. They would definitely have a chance to see it in the future.

Also, Mindy was going to take the car to school, which was perfect.

Mindy felt a lot better after this interlude.

As they chatted, Luke found it funny. Did this little girl also have some sort of homebody personality?

Right, she seemed to like comics, and even superhero ones.

Her knowledge wasn’t from TV shows, but from comics adapted from them.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this little girl was a homebody.

It was just that Damon had led her down a different path early on, which made her seem very mature.

In fact… there wasn’t much of a difference between her and other loner girls.

She didn’t have friends, didn’t socialize, liked to train, liked comics, and liked certain machines and industrial products.

Perhaps that was why she valued her three new “friends.”

Just because many loners didn’t have friends didn’t mean that they didn’t want any. It was just that they couldn’t make friends.

Labeling the little girl next to him a homebody, his car soon reached Dalton Junior High.

Dalton Junior High was in Manhattan and on the Upper East Side. Not far away was Central Park, known as the lungs of New York and which was diagonally across from Clinton.

The car was only stopped at the school gate for a moment before it easily drove in.

Mindy found that odd. “Your car can enter.”

Luke chuckled. “Well, I have a contact here.”

Of course, he wouldn’t say that he himself didn’t know the contact; supposedly, it was some member of the school board.

It was the weekend, and the school was a lot quieter than usual. However, there were still a lot of team activities going on.

The pitch black KITT was unusual and attracted a lot of attention, mostly from guys, when it drove through the campus.

When it stopped next to the basketball court, Mindy got out of the car under the eyes of the girls outside.

Few girls in the cheerleading team were shy. They surrounded her almost immediately with curious and inquisitive looks. “Hi, Mindy. Is this your boyfriend?”

Mindy was stunned. “Huh?”

She couldn’t help but look at Luke, who was next to her, and mumbled to herself,

I’m only 13. Why would I find a 20-year-old boyfriend? Aren’t all of you a little too precocious?

The truth was that Mindy got plenty of exercise, and thanks to her “secondary profession,” she had the air of a 14- or 15-year-old; it was just that she had a bit of a baby face.

These girls were all older at around 15 or 16, so the age gap with Luke was smaller.

It wasn’t strange at all to them that Mindy could find an older boyfriend like Luke.

Luke gave his trademark sunny smile and waved at the girls. “Hi, I’m Mindy’s cousin. Just call me Luke.”

A moment later, Mindy looked with a conflicted expression at her “cousin” who was surrounded by her teammates.

Brother, are you my biological brother? Are you here to hook up with my cla.s.smates, or are you here to help me?

Luke had no intention of cosying up to the girls. He was only here to tell the cheerleaders that Mindy had a “tough brother,” and not just anyone could bully her.

To be precise, no one could bully her.

It was very easy to deliberately draw attention. Luke knew very well what these girls were interested in.

For example — celebrities.

Who was the biggest and hottest star in the world recently? It wasn’t anyone in the entertainment circle, but Tony Stark and Iron Man.

He simply talked up some little anecdotes about Tony and made it sound like he had been there, which was more than enough.

Being at the scene was something worth bragging about.

Besides, many people knew Tony Stark very well, but n.o.body knew more about Iron Man than Luke.

What he said fitted Tony’s character very well, and was very interesting. The little girls were already listening with glowing faces.

At that moment, a few more girls walked over.

One of them, a girl with blonde waves who looked like she was 25 years old, looked at Mindy with ridicule at first, before she looked at the car with suspicion and then interest.

She couldn’t help but ask her companions in a low voice, “Is that a branded car? Why haven’t I seen it before?”

Her two companions shook their heads. The three of them knew a lot about the latest luxury cars.

However, they really didn’t have any impression of the logo on the black sports car not far away.

The blonde couldn’t help but ask, “That man’s my type. I’ll go up first, okay?”

Her two companions smiled lightly and nodded, even as they cursed her inwardly.

Of course, it didn’t matter who went first. There wasn’t much of an advantage in going first when it came to hooking up with guys, who were greedy and easily swayed.

The three girls soon walked over with perfect smiles as they arrogantly cut into Luke and the girls’ conversation.

Luke pretended not to notice and maintained his previous att.i.tude. The sunny smile and his interesting story amused the seven or eight girls.

Mindy, as his “cousin,” was still in a daze.

Cousin, when you said you would help me deal with those three b*tches, did you mean you would suck them in like this? Hm, it does seem this will fix the problem… I guess?