Luke said "oh" and didn't ask any further questions.
Elsa maintained good personal relationships with many women, such as Sheila and Margaret.
Her female identity made it easier for her to gain the trust of these wealthy and beautiful women, and her identity as a sheriff and her decisive temperament further deepened this trust.
If you have a good personal relationship, this kind of private work will come to you automatically.
Just like Sheila had a case that led her to her before, and Luke, in the final analysis, they were all connected through Elsa's personal relationship.
Luke stood up and said, "I don't have her contact information. Boss, give me one."
Elsa took out a business card and handed it over: "I've already greeted her. She's available anytime, just waiting for you to come over."
This is one of the reasons why she is so confident in Luke.
Luke had never had any private contact with either Sheila or Margaret, except when he was working on a case.
If it were some detectives, that might not be the case.
Luke smiled and nodded: "No problem, boss, I promise to do it properly."
If there were any gang members causing trouble, he would really have to thank them for delivering the goods to his door and earn some experience points.
Even though he had just made a fortune in Mexico, he would never have too many experience points.
Luke came out, sat in the car and dialed the number.
After a few words, he looked strange: "You are being followed, and you are going to play on the sea?"
But he changed his mind and understood.
The sea is not land; anyone who wants to get close will be able to see everything.
Maybe this Margaret thought so.
As his eyes rolled, he called Selina: "Hey, bring your dollars and your sunbathing equipment, we're going out to the sea."
Selina was stunned: "You have a fever?" Didn't she say that she would stay at home and teach the common sense of binge eating to those who like to eat!
Luke: "Private work, they are floating on the sea. I have already said that I will rush over to meet them."
"Them?" Selina asked curiously.
"Donald was sent to the hospital in William Johnson's apartment building, remember? Now, she is with one of her cousins or something." Luke said.
Selina: "It's her. I'll clean it up right away."
Twenty minutes later, Luke Selina took the US dollars and boarded the yacht that she had booked over the phone and set out to sea.
The yacht wasn't big, and there were only two people and a dog, so Luke could go out to sea by himself.
In his list of abilities, there was basic small boat driving, and he learned it without much effort with just a hundred points.
Watching him operate the yacht skillfully, Selina looked suspicious: "You rarely drive this, right?"
Luke: "You can think of me as a gifted person."
Selina immediately rolled her eyes at him, turned her head, looked at the vast sea, and her heart became cheerful.
Although the two have been in Los Angeles and Santa Monica Beach is world-famous, they have gone out to sea very rarely.
If it hadn't happened by chance today, Luke wouldn't have thought of this.
Meidao, who was on a yacht for the first time, was very calm.
I don't know how Gluttony managed to calm down.
In gluttony's own words, it coexists with the US dollar and can influence each other's emotions.
When necessary, it can even help control the body of the US knife.
Luke curled his lips when he heard this: Isn't this almost the same as taking over someone else's body? At most, it's just a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest, and it has become a 50-50 joint-stock company.
Of course, this is not a bad thing for the US dollar entering old age, as it can greatly extend its life.
Besides, dogs don't need that much freedom.
Most of the time they can play, daydream or sleep, time is not that important to them.
But if you were a human being, it wouldn't be a pleasant feeling to be harassed by this kind of guy who could control your body at any time every day.
What's even more terrible is that this guy can read the thoughts of symbiotic creatures and communicate directly in consciousness.
Luke felt that instead of Gluttony calling himself a symbiote, it would be better to use the traditional Chinese term "possessed by a ghost."
He would never let this guy get on him.
The yacht sped along, and Luke soon arrived at a coordinate point.
Selina looked around: "Where are the people?"
Luke: "She only gave me the coordinates of the meeting point, but not the direction."
Selina smacked her lips. "This Margaret is really cautious. Wait, I feel like this isn't her personality, right?"
Luke shrugged. "Yes. She couldn't think of such a cautious meeting plan. It must have been her cousin who suggested it."
Selina then became curious: "Who is her cousin?"
Luke: "I don't know. We'll have a chance to see them soon. They've been together these past few days."
While the two were talking, they saw a yacht rounding the bay and emerging in the distance.
Luke Yang Jian: "They are here." He had already seen Margaret's figure, and the features of this beautiful art student were still very obvious.
But then his expression changed and he heard sporadic gunshots coming from the other side: "Someone is chasing them from behind, you go downstairs with the US dollars and don't let this guy show up." The guy he was talking about was, of course, the alien dog-headed Glutton.
Selena decisively turned over and jumped down, and Meidao followed obediently.
But before going down, it glared at Luke with dissatisfaction, to show its dissatisfaction with being called "this guy".
Selina reached out and touched the dog's head, signaling it to be quiet. She took out her gun and observed the movement over there through the porthole.
Luke narrowed his eyes.
His sharp eyesight allowed him to see clearly what was happening on the other side, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
Because there were more than just two ships chasing each other.
Behind the two boats, there was a small motorboat following closely.
There were continuous gunshots from the speedboat behind, but they were not aimed at Margaret who was chasing, but at the motorboat behind.
The reason why Luke heard the gunshots just now was, firstly, that the place was a bit far away, and secondly, the previous chase was on the other side of the bay and was blocked by the mountains.
Of the three now in pursuit, Margaret's yacht was the largest and the slowest.
The speedboat chasing them from behind was second, and its speed was much faster than the yacht.
The motorboat at the rear was frantically harassing the speedboat, preventing it from fully pursuing Margaret's yacht.
Is this still a three-way melee? Luke wondered in his heart.
But looking at the large yacht fleeing along the way, he felt that it was just a fight between two parties, with the third party fleeing in panic.
On Margaret's yacht, it was not she who was driving the boat, but another young woman.
If I'm not mistaken, this should be Margaret's cousin.
Luke started the yacht and slowly accelerated.
If he doesn't speed up now, he will be left behind and swallowed up sea water.
He rushed towards that direction, and as the two sides gradually approached each other, he suddenly pulled the yacht into a big arc and turned in the same direction as the three ships.