Chapter 342

A few minutes later, Selena ate cheese, ham and bread, drank milk, and watched Luke box some kind of cake, wondering, "what is this?"

Luke: "oppera. I find that you and Elsa feel good about tiramisu. It also has the taste of chocolate and coffee, but it's a little troublesome to make. "

In fact, it's more than trouble. It's really painful.

Only when Luke was able to explode the liver, and deliberately used this repeated test process as a means of controlling and adjusting emotions, could he stay up late for more than two hours and finally test out these barely qualified products.

In the dessert recipe he gave Selena, there was another classic rotation pattern, killing two birds with one stone.

He had put a small plate of omela cake in front of her: "try less, lest you get tired of it."

Selena emmm ~: "how could it be? I have never been tired of these sweet and bitter things in my life. They are gifts from God. "

Luke: " Need I remind you, this is what I stay up late to do, isn't it created after God came? "

Selena: I mean, my taste buds, and how can I not eat fat, OK

Looking at Luke's expression, she immediately added, "of course, thank you most, dear."

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

When Selena finishes her breakfast, the two go out to work.

I've been around the police station. I'm going to say hello to Elsa about the case I'm dealing with now, so that she can be a little prepared.

Elsa just nodded to show that she understood, gestured for two people to wait for a while, picked up the phone and said a few words.

A moment later, she nunuzui toward the hall door: "do you see there? Your hometown is waiting for you."

Two people look past, just one eye is certain, that is a Texan.

"Who is he?" Luke asked.

Elsa: Texas Rangers, they're here for Mark Owen She was just calling this person.

Two people go out, past and that person introduced each other briefly next, went to the morgue of assurance section together.

Samuel Petrie, that's the name of the half white old man.

Of course, it's a bit too much to say that someone is an old man, but this middle-aged and old man, who is nearly fifty years old, wears a white cowboy hat and has a big stomach, is indeed very old.

He's a Texas Ranger, a state trooper.

At the same time, Samuel is also the boss of the victims in Luke's and Luke's hands.

Luke thinks that the case brought by Roger and Martin is difficult, which is just one of the two cases.

Palmer is a good agent of DEA. She was shot and escaped three times in a row.

The Texas patrol named Mark Owen, who was lying on the autopsy bed, was not so lucky.

Three days ago, patrol mark escorted Wade Davis, a murder suspect, back to Texas for trial, only to be ambushed on a quiet road shortly after leaving town.

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

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

After a moment of silence, he continued: "I would like to say that it is right to fight against criminals, but..." He looked at the young face not far away, with sadness and calm.

Luke sighed, "but it's not the best choice."

Said he stretched out his hand: "save the sorrow and change."

Samuel shook hands with him, and then with Selena, who also said "save the sorrows".

"In two days, all the forensic results will come out," said Scorsese, a black forensic physician It's a high speed, obviously working overtime for this case.

The three nodded slightly.

Luke: go out and talk

A moment later, they watched Samuel's broad back go.

Selena smiled and shook her head. "Texas Rangers?"

Luke knew what she was sighing: "their motto: a riot, a Ranger."

They looked at each other and laughed bitterly, and went out to investigate the case.

Mark's escort is a murder suspect, a big Texas real estate agent, and undoubtedly a rich man.

Escorting such a suspect back from thousands of miles, the Texas Ranger actually sent a police car and a Ranger.

They have a big heart.

In the Bureau, I read the files and communicated with a group of detectives who had been assisting in the investigation of the case. At noon, they got on the bus and went out. A car was waiting for them at the door.

As Luke passed, he waved to the black policewoman in the car and signaled to leave. The two cars went to lunch first.

Lunch is very fast, but it can let the two groups exchange some information first, and it can also make the communication easier in less formal occasions.After a quick lunch, two cars and four people arrived at the Los Angeles County police station.

Luke frowned as he walked into the hall.

It's a mess here. Many people are walking around quickly and shouting.

He nodded a little to another group of detectives who came together. The black policewoman explored NIA Bailey and her partner, and went to the front desk to explain the intention of the black policewoman.

The black policewoman at the front desk looked at Sonia's partner in surprise: "Alexandre Cruz? I want to thank you for winning me $50, because I bet you'll come in again. Well, what did you do this time? "

Sonya's face was as usual: "yes, he did the stupidest thing in the world - he became a Los Angeles police officer."

Black policewoman: " Although, I know it's more and more difficult for LAPD to recruit people and the requirements are lower and lower, but this It's ridiculous. " Her face was full of sarcasm and contempt, and she picked up the phone and didn't want to pay attention to them.

Sonya said calmly, "we are investigating a homicide case, so we can wait for you to finish this important call and then slowly answer our questions."

The black policewoman paused and put down the phone awkwardly: "I'm sorry. What can I do for you? "

Sonia: "two days ago, a suspect named Wade Davis was transferred to the Texas Rangers. We want to know who is in charge of the transfer."

Black policewoman: "then you're going to find Lila Jones. She was on duty two days ago."

Sonia: where are we going to find her

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

Luke, listening to the conversation here and looking at the situation here, suddenly asked, "what's going on here?"

The black policewoman was stunned: "you are..."

Luke takes out his badge wallet and lights it up: "West District serious case team, Luke."