Bell must be in some trouble.
Her driving skills are very good, and the car can switch license plates. She doesn't drive fast anytime and anywhere, so how could she be easily caught by the police and impound the car.
Thinking about the depraved policeman with her, Luke felt that she must have been tricked by the other party.
Not thinking about it anymore, he went back upstairs to his apartment and started crafting the equipment.
From afternoon to night, he finally got a few pieces of equipment out.
One of them is quite small, it's a spare device, to see if there is a chance to put it in the a8 that carries the stolen money.
If successful, that A8 will be hard to get away with.
The other two, which he had to arrange temporarily, were similar to landmines, except that their damage was aimed at the car itself, not at people.
What he was really afraid of was those long-legged drivers.
Judging from the information collected by Elsa, there is at least one of this group of long-legged people whose driving skills are no worse than Bell's, and it may be the girl in the driver's seat that day.
Luke still had a fresh memory of her unique electric eyes.
well! After all, the world is based on faces and money.
Otherwise, why did Dr. Bruce Banner do so miserably, while Tony Stark has always had a great reputation? Isn't it because the doctor is not handsome and has no money
At this time, it was night.
Elsa came back and knocked on Luke's door.
After she came in, she said with a headache: "Do you know what Bell did? She was suspected of illegal racing. Not only did she run through a lot of red lights, but she also crashed into municipal facilities."
Luke: "Did she crash a building?"
Elsa: "... no, she crashed a fire hydrant in the street."
Luke: "... Can that get her car out?"
Elsa: "Although it's troublesome, I got the car out for her. This is the proof of picking up the car. Let her go to the Traffic Management Bureau to pick up the car." She handed out a note as she spoke.
Luke took it without looking at it carefully, and then asked, "What else?"
Elsa: "The New York Police Department has not let go, and asked us to share the intelligence with them first."
Luke laughed when he heard it: "Why? Just because of Belit's face?"
Elsa had the same expression.
The NYPD has good ideas, but the LAPD is not stupid either.
The LAPD paid enough for Sergey's case, and it's the NYPD's turn to pay for the bank robbers.
A deal is a deal, and the American people have always been that way.
The previous treatment of Luke and Belit here was not good.
Luke shook his head: "Then I'll go and confirm the information about the group of long-legged people first. You've been busy all day, so take a good rest."
Elsa followed suit and got up to go back to her own apartment.
Luke went downstairs and made a phone call: "Bell, aren't you home?... This is Jesse's home, not yours. Then you have news about your baby, don't you want it? Haha, that's right .Come back in thirty minutes, I'll wait downstairs."
Sure enough, Bell came back soon, but the person who came with her made the corners of Luke's eyes twitch.
Fuck! Why is this poisonous guy here
Bell laughed and rushed over: "Where is it? Where is my baby?"
Luke looked at her blankly... The guy next to him: "Who is this person?"
The white young man smiled all over his face, and stretched out his hand: "Ah, I'm Worthburn, and you're Jesse, right?"
Luke's face turned black, and he ignored his hand: "Bell, can you let this guy leave first? I don't want anything to happen."
The white young man was stunned.
Bell smiled bitterly: "Worthburn, you go back to your mother's house first, I have something to do here. Besides, this is just a tenant here, my boyfriend Jesse is black, do you understand?"
Worthburn walked away with a look of misfortune on his face.
Seeing this guy walk away, Luke complained in his heart: Worthburn? It is simply "I am stupid"!
Then he gave Bell the note in his hand: "Take this and go to the traffic management bureau to pick up your car. By the way, I may need to use your car for a day or two at most."
Bell looked at the note and was very pleasantly surprised: "No problem. I will go to pick up the car right away."
Luke was taken aback: "Isn't it off work now?"
Bell smiled: "Okay, don't pretend. This is not a formal document for picking up the car at all. Look at what kind of seal it is, "Serious Crime Squad"! This is a note specially approved by them. You can pick up the car at any time." Haha, I didn’t expect that I could really see this thing. I only heard them say that this is the treatment that internal informants have. Uh, wait, you don’t want me to be your informant, do you?”
There was a tangled look on her fat face.
Luke rolled his eyes: "Pull it down! I don't want to give you an informant fee. By the way, if you are an informant for that guy just now, be careful that your car will be burned to ashes next time."
Bell was taken aback: "How do you know?"
Luke hehe: "The first time I saw that Worthburn, he rushed to the road to requisition other people's cars. As a result, there was a series of car accidents at that time, and this guy slipped away immediately. Don't hang out with this kind of person. You didn't discuss death. Don't you think that you are always unlucky when you are with him? "
Bell thought about it, and suddenly his hair stood on end.
She found out that since she knew that guy, she had been unlucky all the way. The car disappeared, her boyfriend quarreled, and she was almost killed by a group of female robbers.
Luke: "Since you can pick up the car at any time, get your car back quickly. It's better that there is nothing wrong with your car. I need you to help me catch a group of thugs with outstanding driving skills."
Bell was taken aback: "A gangster with outstanding driving skills?"
Luke hehe: "Didn't watch TV these days? The robbers who robbed two banks in Manhattan in a row, the guy who drove the BMW 760li."
Bell cried out: "Are you checking them too?"
Luke was taken aback: "Huh?"
The TV did not say that the robbers were women.
Or how did Bell know that these women were robbers? Oh, she was pointed at with guns by those long legs yesterday.
Bell smiled bitterly: "My car was confiscated because of chasing them."
Luke hehe: "Then your time for revenge is coming, come on."
Bell thought about it, and nodded: "Then I'm going to get the car, and I have to get my baby back quickly and fix it thoroughly."
The two bid farewell to each other and went their separate ways.
Luke rode his bike back to the warehouse where the long-legged group was. Along the way, he knocked out five or six gangsters with steel balls and got sixty-five experience points.
He stopped the car more than a hundred meters away from the warehouse, found a street corner, and connected to the bug over there.
The big legs didn't move. Luke turned on the electronic reconnaissance function on the counterfeit phone before continuing to approach.
Finding a transom with ease, Luke kicked on the wall and jumped up.
He looked around the warehouse, and found that the a8 that contained the money had been covered by a layer of dark plastic sheeting, and it was parked in the corner of the warehouse, unremarkable.