The mental state of the man in the beige suit, as well as the smell on his body, showed that he had just taken the medicine.

Although Luke has seen a lot of scum and black police officers, like the scum + black police in front of them, they are outstanding, or they are really rare.

The group of bearded Nicks of the Los Angeles County Police, compared to this guy in front of him, are all kind.

At least Bearded Nick doesn't take drugs, let alone kill four or five-year-olds.

When dealing with cases, peony kills people. Such people are not too strange.

Stepping out of the door of room 6b, Luke's sight stayed on the door of apartment 6d on the right for a moment. After saying a few words to the patrol officer, he walked up the stairs to the roof.

After a while, he came down from the top floor and drove down.

Back at shakeshack, he saw the two girls standing with their two big paper bags.

Luke looked at the time and patted his forehead.

Forty minutes had passed and he missed the agreed time.

Get out of the car and walk quickly, Nikki and Monica also saw him, and wanted to wave but found their hands were empty.

Luke approached and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm delaying your time. It's too much trouble for you."

Nikki just asked, "You're done?"

Luke nodded: "It's okay for the time being. Oh yes, give me something."

Then, he took two bags of food from Nikki.

Monica poked her lips: "Shouldn't it be a bag?"

Luke laughed: "Don't you say that you are a sportsman? Running, swimming, fighting, fighting and playing are all proficient, so you can only take a few more steps."

Monica gave him a big grimace, "But it should be fair, right? I support equal rights for men and women."

Luke shrugged: "So if you have more energy, do more. If I have three hands, I will definitely get you another bag."

Monica: "... you said that because you didn't have a third hand."

Luke laughed, opened the door, quickly put the food bag in, and took in the food bag in Monica's hand.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed something unusual: "You ... What about your lunch?"

Niki and Monica subconsciously glanced at their empty hands and returned to their hearts together.

"Oops, forget."

"I bought it for you."

Luke Waner, reached out and held the open rear door: "It looks like I have to treat, two beautiful ladies, please get in the car?"

Within ten minutes, Monica was sitting on a mat on the grass in the park, eating a mushroom cheeseburger in her mouth, vaguely saying: "You can really speak. Sitting on the grass in the park and eating fast food, you say it is better than Samsung Michelin Upscale. "

Luke ate a beef burger and laughed, "When I was in Los Angeles before, I never felt that the sun was too precious, and sometimes I even complained that it was too dazzling. But when I came to New York, I felt it was worthy of my artificial environment Wonderful views of nature. "

Nikki was curious: "You're from Los Angeles and just came here? Are you going to college?"

Luke: "I grew up in Texas and came here to work. If I don't work, I might be a cowboy in my hometown."

Niki and Monica didn't believe much.

Luke didn't talk like a cowboy.

The three were just like this, chatting and laughing and finished their lunch.

After the meal, Luke asked the two women.

As a result, today is the weekend, they go out shopping and do not need to rush to the next target, naturally he did not need to drive.

The two sides said goodbye.

After watching Luke disappear in the car, Monica pulled Niki and turned away: "Let's go, let's go shopping. I don't need to look at the underwear I need."

Nikki made a whisper, and looked back reluctantly when he was dragged away: "It seems that he doesn't feel much to me."

Monica laughed and said, "Don't you all get his phone?"

Nikki: "You didn't get it too! But his attitude is not like those boys who pursue us. I asked him when he was free to play and he said that he was very busy with work and had to work overtime at night. At his age, he had What needs to work overtime every night? He's not the otaku. Doesn't that mean rejection? "

Monica rolled her eyes: "Take it down! I'm sure he didn't mean anything to me, because I'm not the one he likes, but your chances are still great, at least he said that Not rejecting you. "

Upon hearing Niki's curiosity, she pulled Monica's arm in turn: "How do you know?"

Monica: "Because I suspect he is a rich second generation."

Nikki suddenly said, "Ah?"

Monica: "I'm not familiar with his suv, but ordinary students can afford it. Secondly, he uses a titanium mobile phone, a style that has not been released on the official website. It is likely that it was ordered directly at the manufacturer. . His clothing does not see the brand, but the workmanship and materials are very good, maybe it is handmade. The sunglasses are new from Gucci in the first half of the year ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ priced at more than 1,000 dollars.

When she said that, she looked at Nikki with a smile: "Is such a person going to work for delivery? Maybe it is an internship in a home business."

Nikki was startled. "Why didn't I notice at all? You see it so clearly?"

Monica gave Niki a savage blow, and she hurt her girlfriend and jumped two steps behind her: "What are you doing?"

Monica: "You're embarrassed to say. When you ate something just now, your eyes didn't leave that handsome face, and you could see other things? I was still robbing me just now, I'm almost bored to death. What can you do? "

Niki was speechless, but her mind returned to normal, and she immediately retorted: "You see clothes from other people's cars and mobile phones, and you say me? I don't have you to look carefully, you little bitch!"

"Ah, you little Bichi dare to sue the wicked first, and want to be beaten again!" Monica was furious.

The two girls were arrogantly arguing in the street, and for a time they left Luke, the original figure, aside.

...

After Luke got in the car, the smile on his face disappeared quickly.

It wasn't the two cheerful girls who just had lunch and talked to suppress their emotions. He really wanted to kill the black policemen of Dea immediately, especially the leader.

"Call up Norman Stanfield." He began.

The in-vehicle system quickly displayed a profile on the console screen.

"Read his resume, and then check the number and reasons for his complaints," he continued.

The in-vehicle system immediately began to read Norman Stanfield's information with a soft female voice.

This Norman, the middle-aged man in the beige suit at the scene of the previous shooting, is also the head of the dea group just now.

Luke sneered as he heard the resume of the man.