Luke watched the bald boss' car disappear around the bend in the road before he let go of the future female painter's fleshy earlobe: "Okay, let's go."
Elena was confused: "Huh?"
Luke: "You know nothing about what happened tonight. Don't tell anyone."
Elena: “Ah?”
Luke drove the car onto the road and said, "The gunshots just now should have been fired by some people doing dirty work. Do you know what dirty work is?"
Elena thought about the movies she had watched: "A villain who kills people to silence them?"
Luke nodded. "Almost. But both they and the people being attacked have basic rules. Unless necessary, they won't interact with ordinary people. It's safest for you to pretend they don't exist."
Elena was silent for a moment, and suddenly reached out and put her hand on his: "You, often face these people and things, right?"
Luke hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. "Most of the time, I just hang out in the police station. For powerful people like this, I usually call the SWAT team to kill them."
Elena chuckled: "You lied to me again."
She is not as innocent as Margaret. Just think about Luke's behavior when he heard the gunshot. It is not something an ordinary detective can do.
He was calm, composed, and could even crack a joke. If he hadn't experienced something similar before, how could he be so relaxed
She even felt that Luke ignored the matter and notified the New Jersey police because he was with her.
Luke didn't want to be photographed for her safety, so how could he take the risk while she was traveling with him
Thinking this in her heart, she couldn't help but hold his hand tightly.
Luke sensed her emotional fluctuations and said nothing. He just smiled and squeezed her hand in response.
The Ford disappeared into the night.
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At nine o'clock in the morning on the 24th, Luke took a bath and gave the still sleeping future female painter a deep farewell kiss, in return for her drowsy response.
Elena went to bed very late last night, and was dragged by him to drink morning coffee when it was almost dawn this morning. She is now catching up on her sleep.
This was also her own request.
When she came back last night, she said she had new inspiration. During the holiday, the college was very quiet, so she turned her inspiration into work. So she had plenty of time to sleep during this holiday.
After covering her with a blanket, Luke left Palande Academy.
After returning his rented Ford Explorer, he took the subway to his New Jersey villa and drove the replacement car home.
After returning home, he asked, "Xiao Wo, have you found out the origins of those people last night? Especially the two key targets."
He had transmitted the video taken by the drone to Xiao Wo last night and issued an order for tracking down the suspect.
"Sir, the first villa belongs to John West. This is the ID of the first key target, but some documents of this identity seem to be forged, so this identity is questionable." Xiao Wo immediately began to explain: "And seven of the twelve attackers in the villa, according to NYPD's data, belong to the Tarasov family of the Russian gang."
Luke hummed.
The Tarasov family is a very famous Russian mafia gang, more ruthless than ordinary gangs. However, their sphere of influence does not include the Clinton District, so he has not dealt with them yet.
"What about the second goal?" he asked.
"That small building belongs to Frank Messi. This is the ID of the second key target. The identity document is very complete, but it also seems that some parts are artificially fabricated, but the means are more sophisticated, so his identity is also questionable. Among the fifteen attackers, ten have military service records, three of whom are active, and five belong to an American defense company that has long been contracted for various military businesses overseas."
Luke sneered: "Mercenaries?"
To put it nicely, these people are so-called military contractors, but to put it bluntly, they are mercenaries or battlefield hyenas who often do dirty work for certain American agencies.
"The possibility is more than 85%, sir," Xiaowo said.
"List these two targets as normal attention level, and notify me if there is further news." After hearing this, Luke was not very interested anymore.
For the time being, he doesn't plan to get involved in these two things. He will check it out when he has the chance. If either party offers experience points to him, he doesn't mind accepting them.
Now, he just wants to spend Christmas peacefully first.
After washing his hands, he went into the kitchen, put the food and snacks that needed to be baked into the kitchen utensils, set the time, and started to make breakfast for himself.
After just a little thought, he decided to just have a simple bowl of noodles and some ordinary twice-cooked pork.
Selena has never been very interested, just eating some pasta occasionally.
The Sichuan specialty of twice-cooked pork with green peppers also didn't appeal to her taste buds, and Luke was too lazy to make it alone.
He was alone today and had a big dinner in the evening. He finally remembered the noodles and twice-cooked pork that he had missed for a long time.
I searched in the refrigerator and found a box of frozen fresh shrimp, large claws of Alaskan king crab, a large piece of pork belly, and two chicken legs, which were the main ingredients.
Then the side dishes are green peppers, mushrooms, cucumbers, tomatoes, onions, and green vegetables.
The pork belly is cut into large and thin slices. You don’t need too much oil in the base. Just stir-fry its own oil, then add green peppers and stir-fry. The green pepper braised pork is ready.
This classic Sichuan dish can be prepared in countless ways, with a wide variety of ingredients, but the real essence lies in a few details and the control of the heat.
Using the same ingredients, the taste of food cooked by a chef and an ordinary cooking enthusiast is completely different.
Luke's dish was only slightly better than the ones in the fly-in-the-wall restaurants in Sichuan, and it was just to satisfy his craving.
Then put the shrimps and crabs into the pan separately, fry them until they turn a beautiful red color, then remove them and set aside.
Cook the chicken legs and tear them into thin strips, also set aside.
When he put two kilograms of frozen noodles into the boiling water, he diced the vegetables, poured in oil and stir-fried the minced garlic, then poured in the chopped tomatoes, onions and mushrooms and stir-fried them. After the sauce was slightly reduced, he turned off the heat and set aside.
At this time, the noodles are almost cooked. Take them out, rinse them with cold water, drain them in a strainer, and pour them all into a basin.
Arrange the red shrimps, peeled white and tender crab meat, chicken strips, cucumber slices, and green vegetables beautifully on the dough, then pour the fried tomato, onion and mushroom sauce on top.
A simple bowl of noodles and ordinary twice-cooked pork.
A quick breakfast, done!
Selina, who has no interest in noodles, is not here, and a certain dog head who is a bottomless pit is not here either, so Luke can slowly enjoy this simple breakfast.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he took out a lemon from the side, cut it in half, and squeezed the lemon juice evenly on the shrimps and crabs in the bowl of noodles.
This bowl of noodles was mostly a beautiful red color, dotted with bits of green.
The dish of twice-cooked pork on the side has green peppers and slightly browned meat slices.
The two just correspond and complement each other in color, perfect!