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Luke met up with the chubby kid today to teach him how to fight.

Wrong, it was to exercise.

It's not uncommon for students to fight, nearly every school has it, but you rarely hear about athletes getting beaten up.

Why?

They're naturally strong and have a bunch of equally strong buddies, it's already good if they aren't the ones doing the beating.

As soon as Harley stopped in the yard, the chubby kid heard the noise and scurried out.

"Luke, you are late."

Luke took off his helmet, "Something came up today, the station was a bit busy."

Luke glanced at his watch, "Let's get started, I have to leave by eight."

The chubby kid was a bit disappointed, "I thought you would stay at home today."

"I also want to stay at home, but... I still have tasks."

"Come on, I'm not a kid anymore. Don't fob me off with that excuse."

The chubby kid leaned in, his face full of curiosity as he asked in a whisper, "Are you with that female lawyer? I won't tell mom."

Luke countered, "What about your girlfriend Maggie? When do you plan to tell your mom?"

"Uh-oh…" The chubby kid looked like he was being choked, glanced guiltily toward the door, "You win. Let's start, I can't wait any longer."

"Good, what do you want to learn?"

"I don't know, what can you teach me?"

"Boxing, grappling, sanda, wrestling, you can pick one."

"Wow, you know so many fighting techniques, I hadn't realized."

Luke had lived two lives, boxing was learned in this life, grappling, sanda, and wrestling were from his past life, "There's a lot you don't know, let's not waste time."

The chubby kid thought carefully, "I want to learn boxing."

"Why?"

"That jerk Andrew beat me up with his fists, I want to hit back."

"Okay, I have a pair of boxing gloves and protective gear in my room, you can use them."

Soon, Luke brought a pair of black boxing gloves and protective gear for the chubby kid to wear.

Seeing that Luke also put on a headgear, the chubby kid became a bit worried, "Are you going to hit me?"

To learn how to fight, one must start by getting hit.

"You aren't really going to go all out, are you?" The chubby kid's face immediately changed.

"Either you get beat by me or by Andrew, pick one?"

The chubby kid didn't struggle for long, "Okay, just go easy."

Seeing him like this, Luke truly felt the urge to strike him.

"Look at me." Luke adopted a boxing stance, "To practice boxing, you need to learn prediction, flexible positioning, blocking, maintaining the proper distance from the opponent, and learning to defensively counterattack.

As long as you master prediction, positioning, and blocking, it doesn't matter if others land a few punches on you. If you can't learn to block, one punch might just knock you senseless, even knock you out."

"I am starting to attack now." Saying this, Luke threw a straight punch towards the chubby kid's cheek.

The chubby kid hurriedly blocked it with his arms.

Luke's fist passed between his arms and stopped a centimeter away from the cheek, "Jack, you raised your arms too high and the gap was too large, that's ineffective blocking.

Luke taught very earnestly, and Jack also learned very seriously,

After half an hour, Luke felt that Jack wasn't suitable for boxing.

He learned blocking quickly and his prediction was not bad, but he was too fat, not agile, and lacked stamina, which would be a big disadvantage in fighting.

"Jack, this won't do, boxing is all about movement, you need to learn flexible positioning."

Jack, already somewhat breathless, wiped his sweaty face with his arm, "Can we take a break?"

Luke sighed lightly, "I think you should first work on your fitness. You tire after just a few punches, and all you can do then is take a beating."

Jack sat down on the grass, "How long will it take me to beat Andrew?"

"Considering how Andrew fought that day, he seems to have learned boxing. Although he's not an expert, he's definitely stronger than you. You haven't even grasped the basics yet; it's too early to ask this."

"What if he hits me again?"

Luke thought for a moment and said, "Andrew trained in boxing, you trying to beat him at what he's good at won't be easy."

"Actually, I suggest you learn something else; there might be something that suits you better."

"Like what?"

"Wrestling."

"Why do you want me to learn wrestling?"

"You're on the heavier side, and wrestling would allow you to use your body's advantage."

"Do you really think I'm more suited for wrestling?"

"Andrew probably hasn't learned wrestling, so no matter how you do, you'll be better than him in this area. At least you won't just be taking hits."

Thinking it over, Little Fatty felt his brother had a point. Andrew had learned boxing and was naturally better than him.

If he pursued boxing himself, he would not only have to learn it but also master it to a greater extent than Andrew to win.

Honestly, he wasn't confident about it.

He also lacked the patience to wait, as by the time he learned and mastered it, his girlfriend might have already been taken away.

Neither he nor Andrew knew wrestling.

If he learned it, he would be better than Andrew, and he would have a possibility of winning.

"I want to learn wrestling!" Little Fatty's fighting spirit was reignited.

"Then let me first explain the essentials of wrestling to you, mainly a few points.

Grip strength, you need to firmly hold onto your opponent, which could be any body part or clothing.

Hip strength, you need to throw or slam your opponent down.

Leg strength, not only do you need to stand firm, you also need to learn maneuvers like hooking, hanging, sweeping, and tripping.

Stamina, this you need to practice a lot."

...

After covering the basics, Luke began teaching his brother how to wrestle.

Among the lessons, there were also some grappling combat skills mixed in.

His fighting skills were fairly mixed, and so was his teaching.

The goal wasn't to train his brother to be very powerful, but just to be better than the average person.

The training method was tailored specifically for Little Fatty, and it was quite simple.

Utilizing wrestling and grappling techniques, the aim was to throw the opponent to the ground and then use body weight advantage to subdue or strike the opponent.

...

The following morning.

Police Detective Bureau.

Deputy Director Reid walked into the office and clapped his hands, "Everyone, put down your current work, I have something to announce.

The severely corroded Ford car, after testing, repair, and comparison, is completely identical to the vehicle from the 'Telson Estate Disappearance Case.' The department has decided to reopen the investigation of this case."

The deputy asked, "What about the DNA comparison results of the two skeletal remains found in the car?"

Reid explained, "According to the forensic doctor's judgment, the two sets of remains have been dead for nearly twenty years. Extracting DNA samples from old bones presents some challenges, and they need more time.

However, the engine number of the Ford car is unique and undeniable.

This is a major discovery and new evidence. I believe we are now equipped to reopen the case."

Another point to add is, twenty years ago, I was also involved in the investigation of this case..."

The deputy said, "I agree.

The timing of the skeletal deaths aligns closely with the time the victims of the Telson Estate disappearance case were believed to have been harmed. I think instead of waiting, we should start investigating now.

I don't want to miss the best opportunity for investigation like we did twenty years ago."

Reid placed a document on the projector, "This is the file from the 'Telson Estate Disappearance Case' twenty years ago, involving three victims, date of disappearance, August 6, 2002.

The lady of the estate, Anna Miller, born February 4, 1970.

Her son, Shuyate Miller, born March 7, 1992.

Her daughter, Lily Miller, born June 9, 2000."

...

Luke carefully reviewed the information on the projector. From the ages of the victims, the two sets of remains in the car were likely to be Anna Miller and her son, Shuyate Miller.

This implies that the daughter, Lily Miller, might still be alive.