Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 991: Mod's Soul Cake

There has been a lot of police station lately, but there are not many urgent cases in their hands.

Dustin changed from LAPD's squad leader to become the director of the police detective at NYPD headquarters. There were also subtle changes in Luke's functional requirements.

Before he came, the quality of the work of the police was above the level.

After he came, even if he came with Xiao Ji and Cao Sui, he would still be able to get a good result.

Right now, he has handed few cases directly to Luke.

Because Dustin does not need the two to increase the detection rate as before.

From the cases received by the Headquarters Detective Bureau, 5,000 to 10,000 cases per year are possible.

Luke's two-hundred-plus-year-long case investigations have only made the case detection rate as high as one or two percentage points, but they can make them vomit blood—this is Dustin's own idea.

He would prefer Luke to pick the cases that interest him, and take fewer cases, so that he can take on difficult cases at any time.

Such cases are not necessarily dangerous, but they must be troublesome, as was the case with the Soderberger yesterday.

Previously, the two also dealt with the attack on Walter and provided important information about Damico's offline. They did not have much time to do things, but they were able to solve the problem.

Pointer + surprise, this is Dustin's new positioning for the two of them.

It is really a waste of the energy of the two to be used in endless ordinary criminal cases.

After all, this is New York.

The light was too strong and there was not enough hard backstage. He was afraid that Luke would be targeted.

Deputy Commissioner Brad was able to give up Luke without hesitation, but Dustin couldn't bear it.

Therefore, he consciously controlled the number of cases received by the two, and even allowed them to be lazy from time to time.

Now going to the police station, Luke and the other two have a big reason just to get acquainted.

People like John and Joe still have to meet each other every few days, and they can't play the cloud greeting.

They are all old-style police detectives. It ’s very difficult to promote the relationship if they do n’t accompany them to open the yellow cavity, drink a little wine, and scold the boss.

Of course, everyone is busy.

I meet once every three or five days, and once a week or two, I can be postponed but can't be missed.

Only arrived at the police station today, Luke greeted several people on his own initiative, and Selena began to take out the snacks from the box of the folding trailer and sent them one by one.

Connie, surprised by her small blond hair, took the kraft paper bag from Selena: "Dessert? Did you make it yourself?"

She wasn't suspicious of Luke, but she was desperate for the police tradition.

Among the frontline detectives of the police detective, they make snacks by themselves, and bring no one at the police station.

Even if you buy a donut, it's a box or two, first come, first served.

The Detective Bureau has as many as nearly a hundred "pure rice barrel" detectives. Even if there is a skillful clerk, they dare not give away snacks publicly, because there are hundreds of copies that can't be beaten.

Even if you buy donuts for delivery, you will go bankrupt.

Luke didn't mind: "It's just cupcakes. Selena happens to have a big oven."

He didn't lie.

Now, he makes this kind of snack just like a regular washing machine.

The difference is that the washing machine needs to put clothes and laundry liquid, while the smart kitchenware puts in enough materials and then presses the operation panel a few times.

As soon as the time came, hundreds of small cakes appeared at once.

Of course, Selena's comment on this kind of "automated snack" is-Mo De Soul.

She couldn't say the specific reason, but with a bite, she could accurately distinguish whether the cake was made by Luke or by smart kitchenware.

However, this batch of dim sum can be used as a snack for a dog's head at home, and can be used as a wholesale gift at the police station.

Just one word-save trouble.

Although there are many people in the police station, only 50% to 60% of them will come to work early in the morning.

Selina's job of distributing dim sum is not busy.

Most of them were thrown directly to Connie, and the detectives who reminded her could get a snack, as long as it was Luke's two.

Only a small part needed Luke and Selena to take it in person.

For example, Javier and Ryan, who yawned for a long time, were a little messy when they received the cake that Luke threw at them.

"After eating all night, I still have something to eat and sleep, otherwise it is easy to be gallstones." He reminded the two of them: "One of your team leader, don't eat it all."

They both smiled and thanked.

Luke looked at them: "What case are you over there and stay up late?"

The two looked at each other, and hesitated slightly. "A female college student was killed and died a little strangely."

Luke: "has something to do with Miss Lindsay and Monroe?"

This question is obviously a lot easier, Javier replied: "Because Lindsey and the victims often volunteer together, and female college students and Monroe still have intersections."

Luke said, "What intersection?"

This problem caused the two to get stuck for a while, and Ryan only whispered, "It is said that the victim has given Menlo some psychological counseling and the like."

Luke looked at them with two expressions: "Will the victim die more bizarrely?"

"Cough." A light cough sounded, and the three turned their heads.

Havel and Ryan greeted awkwardly, "Beckett, you are back."

Becket's face was a bit tired, and his professional attire was a bit wrinkled. Obviously, he had to work overtime one night before changing home.

There was a little drop of water on her face, and she should have washed her face.

Luke didn't care, grabbed the brown paper bag in Javier's hand and handed it over: "Cupcakes are for everyone."

Havel looked at his empty hands and didn't dare to say a word.

Beckett took the paper bag, and she had already seen the cake in Javier's hands, and she hadn't forgotten to look at the table.

Luke shrugged. "I don't want coffee. That's too much trouble."

Ryan was more clever: "Beckett, I'll get you a cup of coffee." He dragged Javier away.

What the two big men want to talk about has nothing to do with them.

Unlike Ryan, Beckett didn't care much about Luke revealing the case privately.

In simple terms, everything is easy to say.

Instead, Ryan told the case casually to John ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ she might not let him go so easily.

Beckett took out the cake in the paper bag and looked at it. Finally, he didn't hold back, and took a bite.

I have to say that even if the automatic cake in Selena's mouth has no soul, the neat and beautiful shape will make many obsessive-compulsive disorder choose it slightly less.

Luke is not in a hurry. He is very busy now, and it is normal to care about other people's cases occasionally.

It is important to look at the face!

Just as Beckett looked at him pleasingly, he looked at Beckett pleasingly.

If John hadn't been a living target for him, Luke wouldn't have treated him so well.

Beckett ate the cake and asked, "Where did you buy it? This cake tastes great, and I can buy it for breakfast next time."

Luke: "Homemade. I really want to eat it. I can pick it up from Connie. I put a lot there."