Having said that, Jessica couldn't help but picked up a spicy stick and stuffed it into her mouth again, chewed it, and mumbled in her mouth: "It tastes...not bad! But why is it so spicy!"
Hungry, she quickly ate up the two bags of snacks. After washing her hands, she decided to go out for a serious lunch and bask in the sun.
Today, New York has a rare good weather.
A faint golden sun shines through the windows, warming the cold air a little.
After a while, Jessica put on her coat, with the lollipop in her mouth, fumbling for the change on her body, and walked towards the shiny door.
Suddenly, she froze for a moment—a piece of paper was pasted on the door.
On the big white paper, there was only a simple sentence: "According to the agreement, a freezer in the morgue of the Forensic Center was damaged last night, and the estimated repair cost is 5,000 US dollars."
Looking at the dazzling 5000, Jessica Gulu swallowed and withdrew her hand from her pocket. There were only a few small change bills in her hand, two for ten yuan and three for one yuan.
"You're kidding! How could it be so expensive! You are robbing!" A chaotic shout sounded at the door.
Suddenly there was a roar from upstairs: "You are crazy early in the morning, you are afraid of being poor and you go out to rob."
"Bichi, I'll rob your house first!" Jessica yelled above her head.
Upstairs: "Come on, if you don't rob you, you're a bitch."
But Jessica was in no mood to continue arguing with the psycho upstairs, stared blankly at the paper for a moment, tore it off, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it aside: "I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't see anything. "
She is so poor that she is about to eat dirt, where can she have so much money.
Hallucinations, everything about last night was an illusion!
So comforting herself, she went out in a hurry.
…
Here, Luke and the others went out after breakfast, and went to visit some police officers who had handled the melee case in the Tripartite Park, but these people seemed unwilling to talk about it.
The two didn't care too much, but after the conversation, the mobile phone communication records of these people have been monitored.
When she returned home in the afternoon, Selena looked at the records and curled her lips: "Probably didn't run away. All three of them contacted their old boss, the current Chief District Attorney, Ms. Reyes."
Luke said, "Maybe we're going to have a little conflict with the chief prosecutor."
Selena: "She may not have the courage to stand up, right? We are investigating the attack on an Irish gang, and she is not alone in this case."
While talking, Dustin called.
After picking up the phone, Dustin got straight to the point: "Luke, what case are you investigating that actually offended Chief District Attorney Reyes?"
Luke hehe: "Where did she find you?"
Dustin: "She called me and asked me to take care of my people and not interfere in her affairs and disrupt her deployment."
Luke laughed: "Yo, does she still think of herself as the boss of nypd?"
Dustin also laughed, obviously not taking that Ms. Reyes seriously: "No way, she was the Chief Superintendent of Police before, and she has a lot of connections in the headquarters. Stop talking nonsense, and talk about the reason. "
Luke: "It's the case of the Irish gang. We suspect that it has something to do with an arrest operation she presided over more than a year ago. There must have been a mistake in that arrest operation. Three passers-by and one family were killed and one injured."
When Dustin heard it, he pondered for a while, and said after a while: "No wonder. She has been a little rumored recently, and it is said that she is going to run for the city council."
Luke came to a sudden: "Is she afraid that we will find out the black history?"
Dustin: "It's not a small possibility. What do you think?"
Luke thought for a while, then smiled: "It's okay, we don't investigate this case, and you didn't run for city council."
Dustin laughed and scolded: "Go away, I am a poor man who chooses a fart congressman. Reyes is almost there now, so that's why he is so nervous."
Luke: "People, there is always a dream, maybe it will come true someday. I am optimistic about you, boss."
Dustin couldn't help laughing, and hung up the phone after scolding him a few words.
Selena glanced at him sideways: "You must have thought of something good."
Luke didn't take it seriously: "After all, it's the chief district inspector. Let's not mess with such a big man, or we will be put on little shoes."
Selena still stared at someone with the expression "I'll just watch your nonsense quietly".
Luke was helpless: "Okay, we have to work quietly, not with guns."
Selena then looked away: "I knew it..."
Luke shrugged: "We just came here, and asking the boss to help us hard-press the chief prosecutor, it's too inconsiderate of his old man, let's treat it as a private job."
When Selena heard it, she was very interested: "Then, go to her house at night?"
Luke let out a huh, and thought for a while: "It seems that it's not impossible."
No matter how much other people say, it is better to let the chief prosecutor speak for himself.
It's just that this operation can't go wrong, so be careful, it's best that Reyes doesn't know it himself.
Thinking so in their hearts, the two returned home.
As night fell, Luke, who had dinner, looked at the materials that Xiaoshao had sorted out today, and called Fudge by the way, to test the news of the Reyes district attorney: "How about the Grotner case?"
Fudge's voice was a little low: "It doesn't feel good."
Luke: "Huh? What's going on?"
Fudge hesitated, but said, "Reyes wants Grote to be a bait to lure out a man named Edgar Blass, who is an important leader of the Mexican cartel."
Luke frowned: "You agree?"
Fudge smiled wryly: "If you don't agree, you can't do it. Grote is not a good person either. He may spend twenty years in prison directly."
Luke is not surprised, Grote is a scumbag: "Don't join in the fun, just stay away."
Fudge was silent for a moment: "I am with Reyes now, and the arrest operation she planned has already begun."
Luke was stunned: "So fast?"
Fudge: "She's in a hurry."
Luke nodded thoughtfully: "That's fine. Reyes is directing at the scene, right? Then you should also pay attention to safety and don't run around."
Fudge: "Got it, thanks."
Luke hung up the phone, got up and asked at the same time: "Snail, where is this phone?"
Xiaosnail: "It's near the dock area, 2.3 kilometers to the north."
Luke: "Selena asked, and said that I have something to go out."
"Okay, sir." Xiaosnail reached.
Two minutes later, Luke quietly left home through the underground exit.
Gliding and jumping on the roof, he quickly approached the location of the dock area.
The drone took off one step ahead of schedule and locked onto the location of the police operatives.
These people all had walkie-talkies, and it wasn't too difficult to spot them.
Looking at the logos on these people, Luke frowned.
What came was ESU (Tactical Operations Unit), which is a concept of SAT in Los Angeles.