That night, someone held the little golden pig in his hand for a long time before falling asleep.
Outside the window, the night is as cool as water and filled with stars.
The third day is a real day of rest.
Selina's birthday party was over and Luke no longer had anything to worry about.
He also decisively refused Robert's suggestion to play a rapid-fire game.
He didn't want Robert or anyone else to get into trouble, so he could only lose on purpose, which was a complete waste of time.
He was bored and finished his breakfast, then sat on the sofa reading some documents on his notebook.
In the living room, two little guys were playing games noisily.
Luke looked at the information there for a while, and finally threw the notebook away in anger and stood up: "That's enough."
The two little guys turned their heads blankly: "Huh?"
He walked over and snatched Claire's controller. "You third-rate noobs are pecking at each other, and you have the nerve to shout so loudly. It's time to show your real skills."
A few minutes later, Luke's wild laughter rang out: "Hahahaha, look at my 18-move combo, ah, fight, fight, fight..."
Joseph dropped the handle in despair, watching his own fighting mission on the screen being beaten all the way up to the sky by the character controlled by Luke, without even being able to land on the ground.
The bright red letters "1, 2, 3... 18 hit" kept appearing on the screen. With the last long scream, Joseph's character fell to the ground.
Looking at Luke who was laughing like a fighting character, Joseph rolled his eyes and handed the controller to Claire: "You go ahead."
Within two minutes, a sad and mournful scream of a little girl came from the TV speakers: "Ah~~~"
The high school girl on the screen was also beaten to the ground.
Claire glared at the smug brother beside her angrily: "You are a scoundrel!"
Luke: "How am I cheating? I'm not cheating."
Claire: "How can you beat me up in the air and then win? That's not fair."
Luke: "The combos set by the game are like this, blame me!"
For the whole morning, Luke changed the games one by one and tortured the two little guys.
When Catherine came back at noon, she was surprised to see him sitting alone in the living room reading his notebook. The two little guys were gone.
“What about them?” Catherine knew that the two little guys were still very attached to Luke, especially since he only came back once in a long time.
Luke chuckled, "I beat them in the game, so they went to Talia and the others with their game consoles."
Catherine didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You... don't have to work so hard, right?"
Luke laughed dryly: "I was in a spur of the moment and forgot to let them."
Catherine shook her head and went to the kitchen, not bothering to talk to him.
These three guys, one is willing to fight, the other two are willing to be beaten, so no one can blame anyone else.
The day was peaceful until the evening, when Luke received a call.
Looking at the number, he picked up the phone with a smile: "Palmer, you rarely call me."
Palmer was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Yes, so... I have something to talk to you about."
Luke patted his forehead speechlessly and hummed: "I'm listening."
Palmer knew that he never liked to talk nonsense, so he got straight to the point: "Martin slipped away from the sanatorium."
Luke said nothing and continued to listen.
It's not a big deal to run away. It's not his turn to be found because he is still in Texas.
Unless Martin sneaks back to his hometown of El Paso, which would be closer to Shackelford.
Palmer was silent again.
Luke was not in a hurry. He leisurely picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Martin went to see Dito Flores," Palmer finally said.
Luke thought about it and roughly remembered the name: "The leader of the Flores family in Mexico?"
Palmer: “Yes.”
"Why? Martin is not from your DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration)." Luke asked.
Palmer sighed again. "I accidentally found a clue during my investigation. Martin's wife was killed by someone sent by Dito. She was pregnant at the time."
Luke put his hand to his forehead.
This is the revenge for the murder of a wife and the hatred for the seizure of a child! In the ranking of deep hatreds, it is definitely in the top three.
Dito Flores did it all.
With Martin's temper, this guy is probably going to be in trouble.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked.
Palmer was silent again. Only the faint sound of breathing in the receiver let Luke know that she had not hung up the phone.
"Help, bring Martin back," said Palmer.
Luke: "With Martin's strength, I would have been more likely to save Dito Flores' life."
Martin is a retired Marine and a near-sharp marksman.
With just a sniper rifle and enough preparation, it would not be difficult for Martin to kill Dito.
Luke felt that there was really no need for him to go.
Luke didn't go and kill a big dealer like Dito Flores simply because the road was too far.
Palmer: "Martin is just one person, while Dito has more than 20 bodyguards with him, and more men are always available to support him. Moreover, Martin's mental state has been very bad recently. You should know how much impact this has on the battle, right?"
Luke hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll call you later."
After hanging up the phone with the beautiful agent, he immediately called Roger: "Hey, buddy, how have you been lately?"
There was no immediate answer from Roger, but Luke could vaguely hear some chewing sounds, indicating that someone was eating.
After a moment, Roger's somewhat vague voice sounded: "That's it, still on vacation."
Luke listened to the sporadic voices coming from afar through the receiver. They were not in English, but in Spanish.
He couldn't help but laugh: "Going to Mexico for vacation?"
Roger: “Okay, so Trish told you?”
Luke laughed, "Oh, I wouldn't dare harass your lawyer. You're the only one who can handle her aura, right?"
In fact, Luke felt that the word "enjoy" was more in line with Roger's attitude towards his wife Tracy.
Not every man can enjoy the aura of a strong female lawyer.
Roger didn't hear the hidden meaning in Luke's words, but laughed: "Yes. So Dustin told you?"
Luke coughed lightly: "No, Palmer just called and told me that Martin went to Mexico."
Roger was speechless for a moment, then said, "Okay, that's the matter. What do you want to ask?"
Luke then asked about the situation on Roger's side. He hung up the phone a few minutes later and pondered.
After thinking about the pros and cons in his mind, he called Palmer and said, "Palmer, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter. It's not appropriate for me to intervene."
Palmer was very disappointed, but he could only say sorry and hung up the phone.
Luke opened the information and looked up intelligence from Mexico.
Soon, he stood up and said, "Katherine, I want to go camping tonight. Is dinner ready?"