A few minutes later, Selina was eating cheese and ham bread, drinking milk, and watching Luke boxing some kind of cake. She couldn't help but wonder, "What is this?"
Luke: "Opera. I noticed that you and Elsa have a good feeling for tiramisu. This thing also has chocolate and coffee flavors, but it's a little troublesome to make."
In fact, it is more than just a trouble. It is simply a pain in the ass.
Only Luke was so hardworking and deliberately used this process of repeated experiments as a means to control and adjust his emotions that he stayed up for more than two hours and finally tested out this batch of barely qualified products.
He can now add another classic twist to the snack recipe he gives Selena, killing two birds with one stone.
Without even asking, he placed a small plate of Opera cake in front of her: "Take a little, or you'll get tired of it."
Selena: "How is that possible? I will never get tired of these sweet yet bitter things. They are gifts from God."
Luke: "... Need I remind you that this was made by me staying up late at night. Wasn't it created by God after he came down?"
Selina: "I mean, my taste buds, and the fact that I can never gain weight no matter how much I eat, ok?"
Seeing Luke's expression, she immediately added: "Of course, I'm most grateful to you, dear."
Foodies have a strong desire to survive! Luke smiled.
After Selena finished her breakfast, the two went out to work.
After wandering around the police station, I had to tell Elsa about the case I was currently handling so that she could be mentally prepared.
Elsa just nodded to show that she understood, motioned for the two to wait, and picked up the phone to say a few words.
After a moment, she pointed to the entrance of the hall and said, "See over there? Your fellow villagers are waiting for you."
The two looked over and confirmed at a glance that it was a Texan.
"Who is he?" Luke asked.
Elsa: "Texas Rangers, here specifically for the Mark Owen case." The call she just made was to notify this person.
The two men went out, introduced themselves briefly to the man, and went to the morgue of the Forensic Department together.
Samuel Petrie. That was the name of the half-white old man.
Of course, it's a bit of an exaggeration to call him an old man, but this middle-aged man who is nearly 50 years old, wearing a white cowboy hat and with a big belly does look old.
He is a Texas Ranger, also known as a Texas Ranger, a state police officer.
At the same time, Samuel was also the boss of the victim in this case held by Luke and the others.
The reason why Luke felt that the cases handed over by Roger and Martin were difficult was evident from these two cases alone.
The beautiful Palmer is a capable DEA agent. She was shot but luckily she managed to escape three times in a row.
But the Texas Ranger named Mark Owen lying on the autopsy bed was not so lucky.
Three days ago, Patrolman Mark was escorting a murder suspect, Wade Davis, back to Texas for trial. He was ambushed on a secluded road not long after leaving the city.
Mark was shot three times and died on the spot, and the suspect is nowhere to be found.
"Mark is a good boy, so I'm here to take him home." Looking at Mark, who was pale on the bed, Samuel took off his hat and put it on his chest.
After a moment's silence, he continued: "I really want to say that it is right to fight against criminals to the death, but..." His face was calm but sad as he stared at the young face not far away.
Luke also sighed: "But, it's not the best choice."
He held out his hand and said, "My condolences."
Samuel shook his hand, and then shook hands with Selina, who also said "My condolences."
The black forensic doctor Scorsese said: "All the forensic results will be out within two days." This speed is amazing, and it is obvious that they have worked overtime on this case.
The three of them nodded slightly.
Luke: "Let's go out and talk."
After a moment, the two watched Samuel's broad figure leave.
Selina smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Texas Rangers?"
Luke knew what she was sighing about: "Their motto: One riot, one mounted policeman."
The two looked at each other with bitter smiles and went out to investigate the case.
The man Mark was escorting was a murder suspect and a big real estate developer in Texas, undoubtedly a rich man.
To escort such a suspect back a long distance, the Texas Rangers actually sent only a police car and a mounted police officer.
They are really generous.
After looking through the files at the bureau and communicating with a group of detectives who had previously assisted in the investigation of the case, the two drove out at noon and found a car waiting for them at the door.
When Luke passed by, he waved to the black female police officer in the car, signaling them to set off, and the two cars went to have lunch first.
The lunch was quick, but it allowed the two groups to exchange some information beforehand, and the less formal setting also made communication a little more relaxed.
After a quick lunch, two cars of four people arrived at the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department.
After walking into the hall, Luke frowned.
It was a mess and noisy here, with many people walking quickly and shouting something.
He nodded slightly to the other group of detectives who came with him, and the black female police officer, Nia Bailey, brought her partner to the black female police officer at the front desk to explain their purpose.
The black policewoman at the front desk looked at Sonia's partner in surprise: "Alexandria Cruz? I want to thank you for helping me win fifty dollars, because I bet you will come in again. Well, what did you do this time?"
Sonya looked calm: "Yes, he did the stupidest thing in the world and became a Los Angeles police officer."
Black female police officer: "... Although, I know that it is becoming increasingly difficult for the LAPD to recruit people, and the requirements are getting lower and lower, but this... is really ridiculous." Her face was full of sarcasm and disdain, and she picked up the phone in her hand, looking like she didn't want to pay attention to the two of them at all.
Sonya said calmly, "We are investigating a police murder case, so we can wait until you finish this important call and then slowly answer our questions."
The black policewoman paused and put down the phone awkwardly: "Excuse me. How can I help you?"
Sonya: "Two days ago, a suspect named Wade Davis was handed over to the Texas Rangers, and we want to know who was responsible for this handover."
Black female police officer: "Then you should go find Lila Jones. She was on duty two days ago."
Sonya: "Where are we going to find her?"
The black policewoman pointed to a corner of the hall and said, "She just went to Big Nick's office."
Luke listened to the conversation and looked at the situation here, and suddenly asked: "What happened here?"
The black policewoman was stunned: "You are..."
Luke took out his police badge wallet and flashed it: "West District Crime Squad, Luke."