The middle-aged man raised his hand and gestured for the gloves in his hand: "At work, there is no need to shake hands. I am Grayson, and I am here to help."
Luke: "Hello, Grayson. You have the same last name as someone I know."
Grayson turned his head: "Huh? Who is it?"
Luke didn't care either, and said casually, "Robert Grayson, you can be regarded as...my adoptive father."
Grayson's eyes moved: "From Texas?"
Luke snorted, "You know him?"
Grayson's face was calm: "If it's the guy from Shackford, then I should know it."
Looking at Luke again, his expression became subtle: "Luke Coulson? Eighteen years old, and if I remember correctly, you should have been in the Houston West Police Department a few months ago, right?"
Luke was a little confused: "Ah? You are..."
Grayson smiled again, his originally serious face was like ice thawing, full of the charm of a mature intellectual man: "Gilbert Grayson! Robert's cousin, so you can call me Unle. Of course, it's better to call me Jill, or Grayson, I'm more used to that."
Luke: "... yes, Grayson... Uncle." What the hell is this? When did Robert's cousin come out, why have I never heard him mention it!
Grayson shrugged: "Okay, I'll work first. Call me later?" He made a phone call gesture.
What can Luke do? He could only nod his head in agreement.
Elsa was also a little surprised to hear that Luke was going to get together with that Grayson later.
But looking at the middle-aged man, she nodded and said, "To be honest, you and his temperament are a bit similar. Um... well, but he is more handsome than you."
Luke: ...I'll be that handsome soon too!
The forensic work was carried out very quickly, mainly because the goal Luke pointed out to them was extremely clear.
Grayson is responsible for a few major locations, and a few other forensics can handle the rest.
An hour later, Luke left in Grayson's car.
His matching car has not yet been issued, and the second-hand Ford has been handed over to Selena, and he is now buying Elsa's matching car.
Grayson put on a pair of thin rimless glasses, looked carefully at Luke and said: "Although you don't wear any valuable accessories, not even a watch, but your clothes are not cheap, handmade, at least two thousand dollars A set. You wear ordinary socks, Nike? Huh. You have a good financial situation, but you don't have a car?"
Luke shrugged: "I have a car, but my partner likes to drive by herself, and often discusses the case in the car. So, I always take her car."
Grayson nodded slightly, and started the car: "Where are you going for lunch? I'm not busy this time, so I can just chat with you."
Luke thought for a while: "Then why not... go to my house? I can cook."
Grayson showed a little interest: "Oh, how to get there?"
Luke took out his phone casually, operated it a few times, and then put the phone next to Grayson's steering wheel.
"Destination, 1033 Gehry Avenue, Westwood District, 3.3 kilometers away, estimated time is 7 minutes." The phone issued a soft female reminder.
Grayson pushed his glasses, looked at the things displayed on the phone curiously, and nodded: "This thing is very good, where did it come from?"
Luke: "Use a surveying and mapping software from Keyhole Company as the main body, and modify it to get it."
Grayson: "Didn't you become a police officer right out of high school? When did you learn this?"
Luke: "Hehe, it's just for interest."
Grayson looked at his expression, just smiled, and the two went to Luke's house while chatting about their respective situations.
After arriving home, let Grayson wander around the house. Luke went to the backyard alone and called: "Robert, it's me. Why didn't you tell me that you have a cousin named Gilbert Grayson?"
Robert was silent for a while: "Our personalities don't get along well, and we rarely communicate."
Luke hehe: "But why does he seem to know me very well? He even knows when I graduated from high school, when I became a policeman, and when I went to Houston?"
Robert was helpless: "ok, I admit, he helped you a lot when you went to Houston, so it's strange that he knows your recent situation."
Luke: "Huh?" He didn't expect this answer at all.
He was stunned for a moment before he said: "Isn't Grayson just a forensic officer? Why should he help me transfer to the Houston police station?"
Robert: "...he is the top forensic expert in the lv forensic department, and one of the highest forensic level in the country. The fbi and cia both regularly invite him to provide professional training for their personnel. If there is no friendship, or persuade his boss , It is difficult for other police stations to let him take action. He has handled many major cases, and there are eight if not ten police and FBI bosses who owe him favors. Do you think he can help? "
Luke: "...are you kidding me?" The point is, why didn't Robert inherit this talent, and instead ran to become a big soldier.
But he also understands that for a forensic expert who is counted among the best in the United States, the relationship cannot be said to be scary, but it is not too difficult to help people transfer jobs.
After a while, Luke still said, "Thank you, Robert."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense. Jill and I don't have the same personality, and we can't stay together, but I think you should like him. You can thank him yourself!" Robert said impatiently, and then hung up the phone.
Luke shook his head helplessly.
Robert, a rough guy, still doesn't know how to express his feelings.
He and Grayson had a disagreement, but because of Luke's matter, he spoke to this cousin who didn't know much, thinking about it was embarrassing him.
But he never mentioned it to Luke, if he hadn't just met Grayson... uh, wait, someone as busy as Grayson came to Los Angeles at this time.
The top experts of the Las Vegas Forensic Center, how free are you
Luke pondered for a moment, then walked into the house, smiled at Grayson who was walking around, looking at the layout of his living room: "Are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat in particular?"
Grayson thought for a while: "Are there any fried bugs?"
Luke snorted, trying to keep his face as calm as possible: "Oh, I can't cook that kind of special food. Besides, I have a female roommate, and it's even more impossible to get that kind of food home. So, change to something more ordinary?"
Grayson shrugged: "Then do whatever you want, as long as you are good at it."
Luke nodded, and went in to get the semi-finished beggar's chicken, plus a small steak.
Grayson is not young, so he won't get him that kind of sweet honey roast chicken.
Half an hour later, the two were eating steak and chatting with each other.
Luke was not very wary of Grayson. He wanted Robert to trust this cousin, so his character was unlikely to have major problems.