Next, the three of them went to Old G's office and chatted there.
Luke handed over a small box: "A gift."
Old G raised his eyebrows: "Can you take it apart?"
Luke smiled and said, "Of course, although I put the instruction manual inside, I don't mind explaining it to you myself."
Old G opened the box and looked at the mobile phone-like thing: "Mobile phone?"
Luke smiled and shook his head: "It looks like a mobile phone, but it's actually a... radio. The antenna is aimed at your target, and you can receive the conversation from the other party within 20 meters. It can be recorded and listened to, or it can be directly converted to the screen Use your eyes to check the text on the screen. Of course, the error rate in speech recognition will be a little higher."
Selina's eyes lit up when she heard it: For police detectives, this thing is simply a magic tool for handling cases.
Old G looked delicate, and it took a while before he said, "Thank you Robert for me." He put the radio on the outside of the phone into the drawer.
Luke nodded with a smile and said nothing more.
When he was chatting with Robert, he heard him mention that old g's mother has a genetic disease, which has a high chance of causing hearing loss.
Old g hasn't had any hearing problems yet, but this thing still has a lot to do with it.
This kind of radio equipment is also available in FBI or S.H.I.E.L.D., and it is usually placed on tracking vehicles. Such equipment is much more effective than Luke's, and the range of one or two hundred meters is its eavesdropping range.
The advantage of Luke is that it is compact and portable.
The three talked for a while, mainly Grayson asked Luke about his work and personal life.
Most of Luke's answers were truthful, but he naturally didn't mention anything about the vigilante.
But Old G obviously sensed something different, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't intend to get to the bottom of it.
Suddenly, Luke sniffed and his expression changed slightly: "Greyson, in your laboratory, are the evidence allowed to be touched by the cleaning staff at will?"
Old g: "Some unimportant evidence may be accidentally touched by the cleaning staff, but it is absolutely impossible for them to touch important evidence. What do you want to say?"
Luke turned his head and cast his eyes on a young female cleaner not far from the door: "Interesting. There really is such a thing."
Old G didn't move, he just looked at the young female cleaner until she walked around a corner and disappeared with the cleaning cart.
Luke thought for a while, took out his counterfeit mobile phone, and operated it a few times.
Fortunately, there is no electronic monitoring equipment installed here at Old G.
He just walked over, closed the door, turned around and said, "Greyson, do you have a preference in solving cases? For example... must it be very artistic?"
Old G was silent for a moment: "The evidence speaks for itself, it doesn't matter art, it's a science."
Luke shrugged: "I have no evidence, but I want to tell you a less artistic answer, do you need to listen?"
Old G: "Let's talk."
Luke: "The female cleaner near the door just now is a young woman related to the model killer. I have no evidence, but you can try to put the investigation direction on her."
Old G: "... You don't seem to be a grass, have you inhaled white crystals? Or are you skating?"
Luke smiled: "I'm sorry. Although the model killer's crime method is very artistic, but you said that there is no art in solving a case. I chose to solve the mystery directly. I never thought that I would meet this kind of serial killer who came back to appreciate the process of solving his own case. !"
He knew that Old G had fought wits and bravery with some serial killers, and the two sides often had a great time playing the cat-and-mouse game of creating perjury, seeing through perjury, and tracking down clues.
Luke is obviously a spoiler for doing what he is doing now. If he switches to the Internet, he will be clamored to be immersed in a pigsty.
Old G had a strange expression on his face, and finally nodded: "Well, I understand. But, maybe I won't be able to accompany you to lunch."
Luke chuckled: "We are here to play this time, and we will return the day after tomorrow."
Old G nodded: "That's fine, you can play on your own first."
Luke got up consciously, and Selina hurriedly followed and walked towards the door.
Old G also came over rarely, to see them off.
He has always been aloof, rarely so polite, even if the boss comes and leaves, he can sit in his seat as firmly as Mount Tai.
When they arrived at the door, the two were saying goodbye to old g, when suddenly three people walked by, muttering something.
Old G's eyes moved: "Nick, where are you going?"
Nick's expression changed: "Oh, Grayson, we're going to help Henry celebrate his birthday."
Old G nodded thoughtfully: "Then take my nephew with him. He is a young man, a police detective who has just entered the industry, and he just happened to communicate with you."
As he said that, he looked at Luke: "You hang out with them for a few hours, they are familiar with everything here."
The faces of the three people on the opposite side were all tangled. Old G turned his head back as if he didn't see anything, looked at them and said, "No matter what you want to play, take him with you." Then, he turned his back to Luke and flirted with Nick.
Nick looked startled, then nodded with a wry smile: "Okay, okay."
He turned his head sideways: "... Grayson, you are talking about a nephew, no niece, right?"
His eyes fell on Selena, such a beautiful and hot Hispanic woman, anyone who saw her would pay attention.
Luke looked sideways at Old G's expression, smiled and stretched out his hand: "My name is Luke, nice to meet you, Nick."
This young man has short blond and capable hair, square and handsome facial features, but there is a free and easy temperament when he grins.
Nick is also a very good-tempered person. Faced with Luke's greetings, he also smiled and stretched out his hand: "Nice to meet you, Luke. This..."
Luke: "This is my partner, Selena, we are both detectives from the West Los Angeles Crime Squad."
Nick's complexion was subtle: "You..."
Luke chuckled: "She's like my sister, and she has a very cheerful personality."
Selena smiled and waved to the three men from the side to express her greetings.
The three of them showed smiling faces together, both of them had extra points for their appearance and temperament, and they were still related to Mr. G, so they couldn't keep a straight face.
Old G started to chase people away again: "Okay, you can go."
As for what kind of prank these guys are trying to do, he doesn't care at all.
Old G himself often uses his own "special training" to "help" newcomers quickly enter the working state.
He was able to do such a thing as a whole person with ease and in a natural way.
Among his group of people, not one or two were brought out with similar hobbies.
The five of them went downstairs while chatting.
Simply introducing each other, Luke and the two can be considered to know the three of them.
The big boy called Little G, Greg, is the youngest. He is a student-like creature, very sunny but not annoying.
Another man named Haggis was nearly forty years old, with a high hairline, and his appearance and temperament were a bit serious and old-fashioned.