Having said that, Robert glanced at Catherine and the other two not far away and shut up.
Luke tacitly did not bring up the topic any further.
Early the next morning, Luke's phone vibrated.
He glanced at the number, put down the tools and unfinished equipment in his hands, and answered the phone: "What's the matter?"
Selina's voice came, relatively quietly: "There's something wrong with the US dollar."
Luke: “Hmm?”
"After we fell asleep last night, it ate all the barbecue I brought back, then opened the refrigerator and ate everything inside, even the trash can." Selena said quickly.
Luke narrowed his eyes: "How is it now?"
Selina smiled bitterly: "I don't know. I don't think there's anything wrong with it, except that the food residue on it stinks."
Luke was silent for a moment. "Well, let's take it with us when we go back. If there's any problem when we get back to Los Angeles, we can take it to a big veterinary hospital."
Selina was surprised: "What?" She had never thought of doing this.
Luke chuckled: "Wouldn't it be nice to let it go over and accompany you?"
Selina hesitated: "I'm worried that he won't be able to handle the flight. He's old."
Luke: "Then drive back and let it sit in the back seat."
Selina: “Okay.”
Luke: "Please pay more attention to its condition in the next two days."
Next, the last two days of peaceful vacation came to an end.
On the morning of Luke's last day, he put on his backpack and went downstairs to say goodbye to his family who had just woken up.
Robert and Catherine didn't say anything, but Claire and Joseph were reluctant to leave.
Luke's time back this time was still too short, and the two little ones seemed to have not had enough fun.
After smiling and comforting the two of them, Luke took the breakfast that Catherine had made and went out.
After picking up Selena, he waved goodbye to Sandra on the porch.
On the highway in the early morning, a car with two people and a dog drove out of the town.
On the way, Luke was in the front row, looking at Meidao who was lying obediently in the back row: "Meidao, this guy, ate so much, didn't he poop?"
Selina was stunned for a moment, recalled for a moment, and replied in astonishment: "I... didn't notice."
After thinking for a moment, she said hesitantly, "It seems that it seldom urinates."
The American in the back row moved his ears but continued to lie there obediently.
Luke nodded and said nothing more.
Heading northwest, the two people and the dog returned to their home in Los Angeles before nightfall.
As soon as he got home, Luke took the US dollars into his basement.
Inside were the instruments he used to do physical examinations on himself and Selena, and now he could use them on Meidao.
He is not a veterinarian, but he can still detect the basic physical data and compare them.
Soon Meidao finished the full set of tests and was licking Selena's hand again.
This is hungry again.
"Will there be anything wrong with it?" Selina looked worried.
In the past two days, the US dollar has turned into a big foodie, eating like crazy at home.
At Luke's reminder, Selina secretly went to buy a lot of goat milk and dog food to fill the dog's stomach.
On the way over, Meidao once again ate up a large bucket of goat milk and a bag of dog food.
Luke looked at the test data and shook his head: "Although some of the data are abnormal, its vital signs are stable."
Even, too stable!
Meidao is a twelve-year-old dog. If he were a human, he would be nearly seventy years old. It is really unscientific that he can be so lively and energetic.
Luke made a few phone calls, retrieved the information of the police dog team from the police database, checked the data of the US dollar, and said casually: "You take it up, I'm still busy here for a while."
Selena hummed, took the money and left.
Luke stayed alone in the basement and continued to work.
Halfway through, Selina used the communicator to remind him to go to bed early. He responded and continued to work.
Before night fell, Luke rubbed his forehead.
Something is not right with the dollar.
Not too bad, but too good.
Looking at the data, he called Bobby again and asked him to come to his house tomorrow.
Bobby has not returned to Prosperity Town since his last visit.
It's just right for this animal trainer to come and see the situation of the US dollar.
After all, Bobby has been an animal trainer for more than ten years, and he is best at training dogs and chimpanzees.
Since he needs to be trained, he is also very familiar with raising him and has a good understanding of various situations of dogs.
Back in the living room, Luke walked to Selina's door.
Meidao at the door opened one eye, glanced at him, and then closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
Luke looked at the guy for a moment and sighed in his heart: I hope it’s not a bad thing.
Having said that, he turned and went into his room to wash up and rest.
Meidao looked in his direction again, changed into a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
Bobby came to the door early the next morning.
Luke, who was already waiting, welcomed him into the backyard and called out Meidao.
"Take a look at its physical condition," Luke said.
Bobby didn't ask any more questions.
He was used to his boss's ramblings.
Compared to encountering a ghost for no apparent reason, what was coming to treat a dog? This was his main job.
After checking the docile Meidao from head to toe, he shook his head helplessly after seeing Luke's expression. "No problem. Is he very old? As a one-day-old dog, he is very healthy. He can live another three to five years without any problems."
Luke narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a moment: "Try to communicate with it, like you did with your doctor."
Bobby's expression changed slightly: "This..."
Luke: “Try it.”
Bobby hesitated for a moment, then squatted down, fixed Meidao's big head in place, and looked into his eyes.
After a moment, he exclaimed in surprise.
Shaking his head, he looked at Meidao again, and after a moment he stood up: "Boss, you dog... I can't communicate with you."
Luke raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
Bobby chose his words and said, "I can detect some emotions from its movements. The "communication" is blocked by something."
Luke understood that this meant that Dollar had emotions, but Bobby's telepathic communication could not detect them.
He nodded slowly: "Okay, nothing more. Thank you for making this special trip."
Bobby quickly shook his head: "No, I have nothing to do lately anyway."
Luke thought for a moment and asked, "Is Chris going to start work?"
Bobby nodded. "Yes, I was just about to call you these two days. The FBI has informed Chris that the mine will be unsealed in three days at most."
Luke looked at him and said, "Then you go over there tomorrow and keep watching. Is that okay with you?"
Bobby was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "With pleasure."
That's a gold mine.
Luke sent him there and told him the scope of his job, which was to prevent anyone from trying to tamper with the mine.
His annual salary is close to one hundred thousand US dollars, and Luke certainly won't waste such a huge salary by sending him there.
Bobby's heart beat faster when he thought about the fact that he also had shares in the gold mine, even though it was only a few thousandths after conversion.