Jin Nugget started to sob while chewing the steamed bun.
Luke smiled and turned his head: "It didn't grab it, so it was given to it. I asked it to help taste it. Yours will be ready soon, you can go to the dining table."
Selina decisively ran to the dining table: "Chef, serve the food."
Jin Nugget also ran over and sat down at the dining table.
Selina stretched out her foot in anger and tapped its butt twice: "You bastard, don't imitate me."
Meidao stuck out his big tongue flatteringly and wanted to lick her. This time, Meidao wanted to get close to her.
Selina laughed and stretched out her feet to support Meidao's chest to prevent this terrible drooling monster from launching a splash attack.
Luke came out carrying a tall steamer and started eating without paying any attention to the two energetic guys.
Just throw out a steamed bun, and the attention of the two dog heads will be drawn away, and the three guys will naturally stop making trouble.
The two of them and their dog finished off twenty baskets of steamed dumplings for breakfast, and then Luke took out a box from his room: "A special gift from Rio."
Selina chuckled and took it quickly.
She was so guilty last night that she had forgotten all about it.
After opening it, she was a little unsure: "Diamond?"
Luke chuckled, "Luckily you didn't mention glass. It's tourmaline, not too expensive. You can wear it on your days off."
Selina looked at the light yellow tourmaline gem in her hand, and suddenly an idea came to her mind. She took it next to the dollar dog head, compared it for a moment, and exclaimed in surprise: "This, looks a bit like a dollar?"
Luke smiled and nodded in agreement.
That's exactly why he bought it for her.
It just happens to match the golden pig I gave you before, and it seems to be a good match.
Nugget watched Selina go into the house to put the gifts away, then started to sob while staring at Luke.
Luke was stunned: "Your gifts... Okay, all of them."
As he said that, he went back to his room and took out a bunch of Brazilian specialty juices from the storage space.
He took it out and placed it in front of the gold nugget: "Brazilian specialty, eighteen mysterious flavors of juice, guaranteed to be unique."
Gold Nugget put his nose close to it and sniffed for a moment, then raised his head, looked at him with contempt, and sorted out the pile of juice.
There are five cans in a row, and there is exactly one extra can for every two rows.
Luke looked at it and was immediately embarrassed: "Well, there are only eleven cans. This can't be blamed on my elementary school math teacher. I just said it casually. Just tell me if you want it or not, right?"
Upon hearing this, Nugget rushed out with a whoosh, and a moment later dragged out an empty bag from Selina's room, put all the juice into the bag, and then hung up the bag and placed it next to its doghouse.
Then I heard Selina yelling angrily in the room: "That's a new bag I bought a few days ago. It cost me fifty dollars, okay! You bad dog..."
After collecting their respective small gifts, Selena and Nugget started their journey to work contentedly.
Today, the two began to report to the police station together with the gold nuggets.
Selena has brought it here more often recently, and found that no one expressed any disgust, so she no longer leaves it in the car.
Seeing Luke, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, the colleagues in the serious crime team greeted him and took some snacks from Selina.
The old man Billy Wang also said, "Luke, Selina must be in a better mood now that you're back. I asked her why she hasn't sent me homemade snacks recently, and she said she was in a bad mood, hehe..."
Luke poked the old man's belly with his finger: "Then you didn't eat the donuts she bought? Why is your belly getting bigger without eating them?"
Billy Wang slapped his hand away angrily: "Go away, go away, in Chinese, this is called a beer belly, you know? It's not caused by eating dim sum."
Luke: "Then why don't you drink less after get off work and go home earlier to be with your wife."
Billy Wang looked depressed and turned away: "Let's not talk about this topic. We are still good colleagues."
Luke chuckled and watched the middle-aged detective leave.
Billy's wife is also Chinese and very aggressive. Billy is very well behaved at home and only acts wildly when he goes out to drink.
But his wife takes good care of him and the family, so Billy has no complaints. It can be considered a happy trouble.
After saying hello to his colleagues, Luke went to Elsa's office.
Elsa didn't even look at the snacks Selina sent. She just picked them up skillfully and put them in the drawer, then asked, "Have you rested enough?"
Luke nodded with a smile.
Elsa stood up, walked to the cabinet next to her, and took out a stack of files from it: "This is yours, do you have any objections?"
Luke: "No problem. But, Boss, would you like to have lunch together?"
Elsa: "What's up?"
Luke: "Nothing, just wanted to talk about Martin and Roger's situation."
Elsa nodded: "Okay, you can go to work."
Luke picked up the file and went out with a smile.
Returning to the table, Selina took the file and began to read it, saying, "She probably had her period these days, don't worry about it."
Luke was stunned: "Period? I thought it was because of too much work pressure."
Selina was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Well, maybe it has something to do with both."
Luke: "Are you busy with work lately?"
Selina: "You don't know? The Stark Industries trade show is about to be held again. Now all kinds of evil people are pouring into Los Angeles. Do you think the workload is heavy?"
Luke scratched his head: "There is such a thing? No wonder."
There's nothing wrong with the Stark Industries trade show itself, but it will bring an astonishing amount of traffic to downtown Los Angeles in a short period of time.
Merchants, customers, and tourists from all over the world will take this opportunity to come to Los Angeles.
Moreover, Stark Group sells arms.
One can imagine who his clients are and who the tourists who come to join in the fun are.
Los Angeles is not a peaceful place, so it is not surprising that there are some frictions between local tyrants and powerful forces.
If there were just 100 or 200 more robberies and homicides, it would keep the entire Los Angeles crime squad busy for a while.
The Stark Group is also a major taxpayer in Los Angeles, and the police department receives various donations from it every year.
What do American police do? Of course, they provide a good security environment for these big players.
The Los Angeles Police Department had no choice but to ask all police officers to work overtime to maintain order.
Selina flipped through the files and started throwing them at me: "This one must be given priority, and this one too. This one can't be delayed for too long..."
Luke looked at the several cases thrown at him at once and smacked his lips in amazement: "Is the situation so bad?"
Selina didn't even raise her head: "Otherwise I'll be busy at night... ahem, so I've been busy lately."
Luke glanced at her and didn't ask any further questions.
He knew what this guy didn't say was that she had beaten up a lot of thugs when she went out at night recently, which was related to the deteriorating security environment.
After quickly browsing through several files, he stood up and said, "Let's go. We can only work overtime these few days."