But no matter what the external expressions of these supermodels are, their mentality is basically a normal emotion of indifference, irrelevance, and impatience. Many people also check the time from time to time.
Although they are not as high-styled as Luke's phrase "hundreds of thousands per minute", they still have hundreds of thousands of dollars per minute.
Something happened at the press conference, and the trouble for them was nothing more than delaying the opportunity to make money from the show.
However, the brand of Victoria's Secret is really big, even if the matter has nothing to do with them, no one dares to leave directly.
When Selena walked in, showed her police badge wallet, and reported her identity, the expressions of everyone present were still normal.
Some are very upset and feel that this matter will cause a big delay tonight.
Some are not so anxious, but are a little interested in watching the show.
The various aspects of life are clearly reflected in this group of top supermodels.
Luke, who turned into a "member of the Secret Observation Association", quietly hid in a dark corner outside, observing the crowd while listening to the questions and answers between Selina and these people.
In less than two minutes, the ins and outs of tonight's case surfaced, and it was extremely simple and common—something was lost in the backstage of the press conference.
Sheila is a guest performer, and Givenchy Jewelry provided her with a new diamond necklace tonight for the publicity of this conference.
Now the necklace is lost, and it's worth $3 million.
The first time Luke heard this thing, he complained in his heart: Is there a mistake? It's a necklace again
Bobby Max, the public relations manager of Luke's company, ordered his domesticated chimpanzee to steal Sheila's diamond necklace, but was caught by Luke.
This thought flashed through his mind quickly, and he couldn't help but laugh.
The last time Sheila lost a diamond necklace, I helped her completely solve the illegitimate affair of Bobby, a superpower.
This case will not solve the second esper's illegitimate meal, right
With this thought in mind, he observed for a while, and asked Selina to investigate here first, to temporarily stabilize these people, and he went for a walk.
Selena listened to the words in the wireless headset, and nodded slightly, as if this action was just to confirm the words described by the staff in front of her.
The radio system here is on, and Luke's side will not miss the question here.
It is Luke's practice to be distracted and do two things. The two have long been accustomed to this kind of division of labor and cooperation, so there is no need to say anything.
Luke followed what he heard just now and came to Sheila's dressing room.
As Sheila, the top diva in the United States, these first-class supermodels of Victoria's Secret are not qualified to share a dressing room with her.
In terms of income alone, Sheila earned $37 million last year.
Last year, the world's No. 1 supermodel's income was only 18 million, the second supermodel's income was 12 million, and the third supermodel's income was 8 million.
The three supermodels combined can be compared with Sheila alone.
Besides, Sheila only became popular in the second half of last year, and this year's income will skyrocket. It is possible for one person to single out the top five supermodels.
As long as she doesn't act recklessly, even if she switches to a beauty blogger in the future, she can still earn tens of millions within ten years.
Most supermodels are around the same age when they reach their prime.
There are many examples of quitting the front line in five years and giving way to young latecomers, which is incomparable to the career of a singer who can spend a lifetime with one album.
Sheila's coffee position is so high, it is also a good thing for Luke's scouting.
He flashed his police badge and asked the staff guarding here to open the door. He only stood at the door of the dressing room with his keen sense of smell activated for a moment, and he felt confident.
There was only the smell of a few people inside, and most of them were still in the venue.
There was only one strange young girl whose scent clearly did not belong to the place.
There are no cosmetics or high-end perfumes in this smell. Instead, it has the characteristics of a child in a slum area—such as weed, cigarettes, alcohol, and the body odor of a man who hasn't showered for a few days.
This young girl may be the "thief" who stole the diamond necklace.
Nodding his head, he told the staff member to close the door, and told them not to let people in and out at will, so he walked to the other side of the passage.
After turning a few turns, he pushed open a small door and came out. He looked up at the sky and frowned involuntarily.
New York at night was gradually shrouded in fine rain.
He picked up the police badge wallet, and motioned to a staff member guarding the door: "Were you here all this time?"
The staff frowned: "Yes."
Luke shook his head in his heart, obviously feeling that this guy hesitated emotionally, obviously lying.
He asked again: "About twenty minutes to half an hour ago, are you sure you haven't left this entrance?"
The staff looked a little stiff: "No."
Luke glanced at the guy's crotch, and sighed: "You didn't accidentally dirty your pants when you went to the toilet to pee, did you?"
The staff's face collapsed immediately: "What, what? I didn't, I didn't..."
Luke said no more, and walked away directly.
He asked these few words, not pretending to be flirtatious, nor did he intend to scare this person, but just wanted to determine whether this staff member had colluded with the inside and outside.
Judging from this person's emotional feedback, at most he took the time to go to the toilet once, and sloppy doing this is also very common.
But as a police detective, he is only responsible for retrieving the necklace, and has no obligation to help Victoria's Secret educate employees.
He told Selena on the communication channel, and his figure disappeared in the back alley in the light rain.
The light rain and the breeze tore the breath in the air to pieces, including the scent of the little thief who had entered the dressing room.
In the period when he had just acquired a keen sense of smell, he could no longer track him here, and could only give up the same as when he tracked down the serial killer middle school student Stu Cooper.
But now, he can still work hard.
The scent line that would be very complete under no wind or rain, turned into dots of foam on rainy nights, floating scattered on the street, and quickly reduced, but it did not disappear completely after all.
The remaining scent fragments are "dots" one by one.
And as long as you connect the dots, you can get a "line" close to the truth.
Luke started to trot, very fast.
He's not afraid to go wrong.
Even if he made a mistake, he could only walk a few tens of meters before he could find the mistake.
As long as you immediately return to the previous "point" and choose again, the time wasted every time you make a mistake will not exceed five seconds.
Just like this, he ran with small steps all the way, and within three minutes he walked onto a road hundreds of meters away from the venue.
Luke frowned: right here, the smell of the little female thief disappeared.
The last "spot" is on the side of the main street, and there is no smell of her in the nearby doors.
So she probably got into the car here, and the smell suddenly disappeared.
The car that picked her up didn't have a very special smell, or it just drove here from other places, picked up the little female thief and left.
There was no smell to compare, and Luke couldn't sort out this car from the countless cars that passed by.