Super Detective in the Fictional World

A few minutes later, Selena ate the cheese ham bread, drank milk, and watched Luke box some kind of cake, curious: "What's this?"

Luke: "Opera. I and you and Elsa feel good about tiramisu. This thing also has chocolate and coffee flavors, but it is a bit cumbersome to make."

In fact, it's more than trouble, it's almost painful.

In other words, Luke can explode the liver, and deliberately use this process of repeated experiments as a means of controlling and adjusting emotions, and stay up late for more than two hours, and finally test this batch of barely qualified products.

In his dim sum recipe for Selena, he can add another classic rotation fancy, which will serve two purposes.

You do n’t have to eat it. He has put a small plate of Opella cake in front of her: "Taste less, lest you get tired of it."

Selena emmm ~: "How is it possible? I will never get tired of eating these sweet and bitter things, they are a gift from God to me."

Luke: "... I need to remind you that this is what I did late at night, wasn't it created after the advent of God?"

Selina: "I mean, my taste buds, and why I don't eat a fat body, ok?"

Looking at Luke's expression, she added immediately: "Of course, you are most thankful, my dear."

The desire to survive is still very strong! Luke smiled.

When Selina finished breakfast, the two went out to work.

Wandering around the police station, the case now being handled would have to say hello to Elsa, to make her a little mentally prepared.

Elsa just nodded and said she understood, motioned them to wait, picked up the phone and said a few words.

After a moment, she snorted into the door of the hall: "Did you see there, your fellow is waiting for you."

The two looked at each other and determined with a single glance that it was a Texan.

"Who is he?" Luke asked.

Elsa: "Texas Mounted Police, specifically for the case of Mark Owen." She just called this person by phone.

When the two went out, they briefed each other in the past and went to the morgue of the forensic department together.

Samuel Petrie, this is the name of the half-lazy white old man.

Of course, it is a bit too much to say that he is an old man, but this middle-aged and old man who is almost in his fifties wearing a white cowboy hat and holding a big belly is indeed old.

He is the Texas Patrol Officer, also known as the Texas Mounted Police.

At the same time, Samuel was also the boss of the victims in the hands of Luke.

The reason why Luke found the case between Roger and Martin to be difficult is obvious.

Palmer, a beautiful Dea agent, was shot and escaped three times in a row with good luck.

The Texas Patrolman named Mark Owen, who was lying in front of the autopsy bed, was not so lucky.

Three days ago, patrolman Mark escorted a murder suspect, Wade Davis, back to Texas for trial. As a result, he was ambushed on a secluded highway not long after leaving the city.

Mark was shot three times and died on the spot. The suspect was missing.

"Mark is a good boy, so I'm here to pick him up." Looking at the pale Mark on the bed, Samuel took off his hat and put it on his chest.

For a moment, he continued: "I would like to say that it is correct to fight against the criminal, but ..." He looked calm and sad, looking at the young face not far away.

Luke sighed, "But it's not the best option."

As he said, he reached out his hand: "Sorrow changes smoothly."

Samuel shook hands with him, then shook hands with Selina, who also said "Success and Change".

The black forensic Scorsese said: "Within two days, all the results of the forensics will come out." This is a telling, apparently working overtime for this case.

The three nodded slightly.

Luke: "Go out and talk."

A moment later, the two watched Samuel's wide back.

Selina shook her head with a bitter smile: "The Texas Mounted Police?"

Luke knew what she was sighing: "Their motto: a riot, a mounted policeman."

They looked at each other wryly and went out to investigate.

Mark's escorted the murder suspect, or the big realtor in Texas, is no doubt a rich man.

Such a suspect was escorted, and thousands of miles away, the Texas Mounted Police actually sent a police car and a mounted police came over.

They are really big-hearted.

Looking through the files in the bureau and communicating with a group of police detectives who had previously investigated the case, at noon, the two drove in and out of the car, and a car was waiting for them at the door.

As Luke passed, he waved at the black policewoman on the car, signalling that the two cars would go to lunch first.

Lunch is fast, but it allows the two groups to exchange some information in advance, and less formal occasions can also make it easier for everyone to communicate.

After a quick lunch, two cars and four people arrived at the Los Angeles County Police Department.

Luke frowned as he entered the hall.

It's messy and noisy here, many people are moving quickly and shouting something.

He nodded slightly to another group of detectives who came together. The black policewoman explored Nia Bailey and took her partner, and went to the black policewoman at the front desk to explain her intentions.

The black policewoman at the front desk looked at Sonia's partner with surprise: "Alexandro Cruz? I want to thank you for helping me win fifty dollars, because I bet you will definitely come in again. Okay, What have you done this time? "

Sonia looked as usual: "Yes, he did the stupidest thing in the world-he became a Los Angeles policeman."

Black policewoman: "... Although, I know that the Los Angeles Police Department is getting more and more difficult to recruit, and the requirements are getting lower and lower, but ... it is really ridiculous." , Still picked up the phone in his hand, did not want to bother about the appearance of the two.

Sonia calmly said: "We are investigating a police case, so we can wait for you to make this important call and then answer our questions slowly."

The black policewoman paused and put down the phone awkwardly: "Sorry. May I help you?"

Sonia: "Two days ago, a suspect named Wade Davis was handed over to the Texas Mounted Police. We want to know who is responsible for the transfer, ~ www.wuxiaspot.com."

Black policewoman: "Then you go to Lila Jones, she was on duty two days ago."

Sonia: "Where are we going to find her?"

The black policewoman pointed to the corner of the hall: "She just went to Big Nick's office."

While listening to the conversation, Luke looked at the situation here and suddenly asked, "What's going on here?"

The black policewoman staggered: "You are ..."

Luke pulled out the police badge wallet and lit up: "Western District Squad, Luke."

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