Next, the three of them went to Lao G's office and started chatting there.
Luke handed over a small box: "A gift."
Old G raised his eyebrows: "Can it be taken apart?"
Luke smiled and said, "Of course, although I put the instructions inside, I don't mind explaining it to you in person."
Old G opened the box and looked at the cell phone-like object: "Cell phone?"
Luke smiled and shook his head. "It looks like a cell phone, but it's actually... a radio. The antenna is pointed at your target, and you can receive conversations from the other party within 20 meters. You can record and listen to it, or you can directly convert it into text on the screen and check it with your eyes. Of course, the error rate in voice recognition will be a little higher."
Selina's eyes lit up when she heard this: This thing is simply a magic weapon for detectives to solve cases.
Old G had a subtle look on his face, and after a while he said, "Thank Robert for me." Then he put the radio that looked like a mobile phone into the drawer.
Luke smiled and nodded without saying anything else.
When he was chatting with Robert, he heard him mention that Old G's mother had a genetic disease, which would have a high chance of causing hearing loss.
Lao G has no hearing problems yet, but this thing still has a great effect.
The FBI and SHIELD also have this kind of radio equipment, which is usually installed on tracking vehicles. Such equipment is much more powerful than the one Luke made, and its eavesdropping range is within a range of one or two hundred meters.
The advantage of Luke is that it is small and portable.
The three of them talked for a while, mainly with Grayson asking Luke about his work and personal life.
Luke answered most of the questions truthfully, but naturally did not mention anything related to the vigilantes.
But Old G obviously noticed something different, but he didn't say anything and had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.
Suddenly, Luke sniffed and his expression changed slightly: "Grayson, in your laboratory, are cleaning staff allowed to touch the evidence at will?"
Old G: "Cleaning staff may accidentally touch some unimportant evidence, but they will never be allowed to touch important evidence. What do you want to say?"
Luke turned his head and cast his gaze towards a young female cleaner not far from the door. "Interesting. There is actually such a thing."
Old G remained expressionless, just looking at the young female cleaner until she pushed the cleaning cart around a corner and disappeared.
Luke thought about it, took out his fake mobile phone, and operated it a few times.
Fortunately, there are no electronic monitoring devices installed here.
He walked over, closed the door, and turned around to ask, "Grayson, do you have a preference when solving cases? For example... do you have to solve them in an artistic way?"
Old G was silent for a moment: "The evidence speaks for itself. This is not an art. This is a science."
Luke shrugged. "I don't have any evidence, but I want to tell you a not-so-artistic answer. Do you want to hear it?"
Old G: "Go ahead."
Luke: "The female cleaner who was near the door just now is the young woman related to the model killer. I don't have any evidence, but you can try to focus the investigation on her."
Old G: "… You don't look like you're taking drugs. Did you inhale white crystals? Or did you skate?"
Luke smiled, "I'm sorry. Although the model killer's method of committing crimes is very artistic, you said that there is no such thing as art in solving crimes. I chose to solve the mystery directly. I never thought that I would meet a serial killer who came back to appreciate the process of solving his own cases!"
He knew that Old G had fought battles of wits and courage with some serial killers, and the two sides often had a lot of fun playing the cat-and-mouse game of fabricating false evidence, seeing through false evidence, and tracking down clues.
Luke is clearly a spoiler by doing this now. If this were posted online, he would be shouted at to be thrown into a pig cage.
Old G looked strange, but finally nodded: "Yeah, I understand. But, I may not be able to have lunch with you guys."
Luke chuckled, "We are here to have fun this time. We will return the day after tomorrow."
Old G nodded: "Okay, you guys just play by yourselves first."
Luke stood up consciously, and Selina quickly followed him and walked towards the door.
Old G also came over, which was a rare occasion, to see them off.
He has always been aloof and rarely acts so politely. Even if his superiors come and go, he can sit in his position as steady as a rock.
When they reached the door, the two were saying goodbye to Old G, when suddenly three people walked over, whispering something.
Old G's eyes moved: "Nick, where are you going?"
Nick's face straightened up, "Oh, Grayson, we're on our way to help Henry celebrate his birthday."
Old G nodded thoughtfully: "Then take my nephew with you. He is a young man and a newly-minted detective. It's just right for him to communicate with you."
He looked at Luke and said, “You hang out with them for a few hours. They are familiar with everything here.”
The three people opposite had conflicted expressions, but Old G turned around and looked at them and said, "Whatever you want to play, take him with you." Then, he turned his back to Luke and made a gesture to Nick.
Nick was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, okay."
He tilted his head: "… Grayson, you are talking about nephews, not nieces, right?"
His eyes fell on Selena, such a beautiful and hot Latina woman, anyone who saw her would pay attention to her.
Luke turned his head to look at Old G's expression, smiled and held out his hand: "My name is Luke, nice to meet you, Nick."
This young man has short, neat golden hair and handsome, square features, but when he grins he exudes a carefree temperament.
Nick was also a very good-tempered person. Facing Luke's greeting, he smiled and extended his hand: "Nice to meet you, Luke. This..."
Luke: "This is my partner, Selina. We are both detectives in the West District of Los Angeles Major Crimes Unit."
Nick's expression was subtle: "You guys..."
Luke chuckled: "She's like my sister, and she has a very cheerful personality."
Selena smiled and waved to the three men to express her greetings.
The three of them all smiled. The two of them looked good and had good temperament, and they were also relatives of Old G, so they couldn't keep a straight face.
Old G started to chase them away again: "Okay, you can go now."
As for what kind of prank these guys were trying to play, he didn't care at all.
Lao G often uses his own unique "special training" to "help" newcomers quickly get into work mode.
When it comes to playing pranks on people, he does it very smoothly and naturally.
Among the people under him, there are more than one or two who have been led to develop similar hobbies.
The five people went downstairs while talking.
After a brief introduction to each other, Luke and the other two got to know the three of them.
Greg, a big boy called Little G, is the youngest. He is a lively boy with a student-like temperament. He is sunny but not annoying.
The other man, named Haggis, was nearly forty years old, with a high hairline, and a somewhat serious and old-fashioned look and temperament.