They were four women who entered the country normally, and they seemed to be models from Brazil.
Luke was listening on the side, feeling calm and even wanting to laugh.
Next, Belit announced with an unhappy look on his face that they were going to call it a day and go home, and only a small number of team members continued to monitor Sergei from a distance.
Luke and the other man also returned to their desks.
Elsa was also puzzled: "Is Sergei crazy? He went out like this just to meet those four women? Aren't they just models?"
Luke chuckled, "More than that."
Elsa's eyes lit up: "Did you find anything?"
Luke: "Those are four models with long legs. It feels like they are all legs from the neck down."
Elsa: "... Boy, are you happy with this?"
Luke laughed, but he actually had no idea what was going on.
Sergei's behavior is strange, but there are too many uncertainties and it is useless to think too much about it.
This case is Belit's job, and he just needs to wait for the opportunity.
Belit was a little confused by Sergei's nonsensical behavior of picking up the boat and could only wait for the next opportunity.
Luke and Elsa have another day off.
Luke got on the bus again and traveled through the streets of New York.
Two days later, when he got off the bus and was standing on the platform wondering whether he should join another gang of ticket scalpers, a bright red BMW 760li rushed past him like the wind.
Luke was stunned.
This car is beautiful and fast, but... This seems to be a downtown area? Aren't you afraid of being fined by the police for driving so fast
But after a moment, he no longer had this doubt.
The sirens sounded from behind, and seven or eight NYPD police cars rushed past him, chasing the fiery red BMW 760li.
Luke suddenly realized: So they were hiding from the police! I wonder if they were some kind of drag racing gang.
Thinking of this, he felt a little curious.
Only then did he analyze the smell he had just smelled with his sensitive sense of smell, and wanted to check what the situation was with that fiery red BMW.
After this analysis, Luke looked strange: "Women? And there were one, two, three, four women, and they just fired guns?"
Luke thought about the case all the way back to the police station.
Seeing Elsa, he casually greeted her and asked, "By the way, I saw a fiery red BMW being chased by a group of police cars this afternoon. What was going on?"
Elsa was stunned and shook her head: "I don't know, there is no TV here."
Luke shrugged and didn't take it too seriously, and went out with Elsa back to the apartment.
When they walked out of the police station, they were just about the same speed as the two police officers, and they heard the two police officers talking: "Let's not talk about the courage of those robbers. The key is that their car is good and their driving skills are even better. Several police stations sent out 30 or 40 police cars, but they couldn't stop them."
Another police officer curled his lips: "Don't you see what he's driving? That's a BMW 760li, much better than our crappy police car. Shouldn't it be able to run fast?"
The police officer in front was not convinced: "I give you an F1, can you run more than 100 mph in the city? I can."
The police officer behind him seemed to think it made sense: "Well, they are really good drivers, so it's not surprising that we didn't catch them?"
Police officer in front: “Of course.”
Luke was listening on the side and couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, what on earth did that fiery red BMW do? I saw a police car chasing it this afternoon."
The police officer looked at him and said nothing.
Luke took out his police ID: "I'm a policeman too, just curious. Besides, this... should be on TV, right?"
The police officer thought so and said, "They were a group of bank robbers who just robbed a bank on West 29th Street in Manhattan and took away more than three million dollars in cash."
Luke exclaimed: "How many people are there?"
The police officer thought about it and felt that this could not be kept secret because those TV stations had already broadcast it: "Four people."
Luke nodded: "Oh, thank you."
After leaving the police station, Elsa looked at him strangely: "Why do you care so much about these robbers?"
Luke had a subtle expression: "I have a bold idea, but I can't say it for now."
After returning to the apartment, Luke watched the report on TV. As he watched the four robbers robbing the bank, he wondered if that was possible.
The New York Police Department would not allow them to intervene in the arrest of Sergei and they could only watch.
But... this robbery shouldn't be considered Sergei's fault, right
The next day, Luke went to Manhattan where the robbery took place the day before.
As a result, while still on the bus, I saw a familiar fiery red BMW whizzing past again.
Then a series of police cars rushed over with a roar.
Luke was amused: Wow, the robbers and the police are at odds? They're chasing cars again so early in the morning
He pressed the door opening reminder button, the driver opened the door at the next stop, and Luke got out quickly.
I looked around and found that the place was crowded, so I forgot about taking a taxi. It was really difficult to get a taxi in New York at that time.
Suddenly, a boy of about seventeen or eighteen rode slowly past him on a bicycle.
Luke grabbed him and the boy was almost lifted out of the car, looking at him with horror on his face.
Luke: "How much did you pay for this car?"
The boy said, "This is a Giant orc3300. I bought it last year for three hundred and seventy-nine dollars." He was just reciting the information, mainly because Luke's aura was a bit strong now.
Luke quickly pulled out four hundred dollars from his pocket and said, "Then I'll buy it."
After stuffing the money into the boy's hand, he got on his bike and rode away.
The boy was stunned for a moment before he shouted, "Wait, my bag... uh, thank you."
Luke heard his shout and found a small bag hanging on the frame.
He grabbed it and threw it back casually, and it landed right in front of the boy.
The boy didn't even need to think. He subconsciously reached out to take it. Then he looked at the four hundred dollars in his hand and was a little confused: "Ah, did I make a profit?"
After riding the bike for over a year, he sold it for twenty dollars more than the original price, so of course he made a profit.
Luke has already started to speed up.
Of course, a bicycle cannot compete with a car, but he is not trying to race with it. He just wants to catch up with the tail of the fiery red BMW 760li.
Judging from yesterday's robbery, the suspect would escape the police in ten minutes at most.
During this morning rush hour, the longer you stay on the road, the more likely you are to get stuck in traffic, and the robbers are not that stupid.
Judging from the speed of the other party's car, the average speed is around 100 kilometers per hour, and they can only drive 20 to 30 kilometers at most in more than ten minutes.
The Giant orc3300 he rode was an entry-level road bike. With his strength attribute of 28, it would only take him more than 20 minutes to complete a journey of 20 to 30 kilometers.
Luke rode forward while following the scent of the fiery red BMW with his keen sense of smell.