If she didn't come with a few classmates today, Ximena would definitely turn around and leave.
Over there Dylan got up and walked over: "Hey, this is the playmate I called, get the hell out of here, don't disturb us, understand!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch Raximena's arm.
Jimena subconsciously hid behind Luke.
Luke casually slapped the young master's hand away, causing him to scream in pain, "fuxk! What are you doing?"
Luke looked sideways at Jimena and winked at her: "Are you here to play?"
Ximena was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood, and immediately shook her head to deny: "No, my senior sister said that there is a high-end gathering of business elites here to discuss the latest trends in the financial industry in Los Angeles. I am here to observe and learn."
Luke turned to look at Dylan: "Playmate?"
Dylan sneered: "Pretentious." He returned to the previous seat, holding a rolled up hundred-dollar knife, approached a pinch of white crystals, and took a deep breath.
Satisfied, he raised his head, and his expression became even more frenzied: "What's the big deal, a third-rate little beep for sale, what is he pretending to be? Would you dare to admit it if you knew a little policeman? The stinky beep brought by Parimera All the people here are beep beeps! Haha”
Luke suddenly laughed when he saw this young man who was getting high and crazy.
He stepped forward, knocked away the two security guards who were guarding at the side, and pressed the young man's face into the pool of white crystals on the table.
"Now, I suspect that you are illegally possessing and taking illegal drugs, Mr. Dylan Esworth. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be used as testimony against you in future courts. You can Please ask for a lawyer, if you can't afford it, we will appoint one for you..." Luke slowly read the necessary lines for arresting people.
Only then did he take out the handcuffs around his waist, handcuff the young master behind his back, and pinch his neck with his left hand.
Young Master Dylan, who was still rampant just now, can't say a word now.
Luke's hands were like iron pliers, pinching him made it difficult to breathe, and he could only gasp for breath.
Seeing this scene, everyone who noticed around was stunned.
A little policeman actually ran to Dylan Esworth's house to arrest someone? This is acting!
The two security guards looked gloomy, and they stretched out their hands to pull Luke away.
Luke pinched Dylan's neck with one hand, pressed him into a bowed posture facing Ximena, picked up the police badge wallet on his chest with the other hand, and shook it: "You two, don't say you don't have guns on you. .”
The two security guards suddenly stopped, and immediately retracted their hands.
After entering this beach, the police badges of Luke and Selena hung on their chests, and anyone who is not blind can see them.
The security guards with guns obstructed the police from enforcing the law, and Luke could shoot them to death later, because he could say that the security guards wanted to attack the police.
Who made this beach a public place! Luke is here, but he has the power to enforce the law.
In the crowd of dozens of people watching, the dignified young master Dylan was dragged out of the beach by Luke's neck like a dog, and stuffed into the back seat of the car on the side of the road. Luke also sat next to him.
Jimena followed Luke, came out together, and sat in the co-pilot.
Two security guards were already calling with ugly faces, but no one dared to stop Luke.
Luke's behavior doesn't look like a mess.
No one knows how the Esworth family will deal with the little policeman afterwards, but now the security guards don't have the guts to touch Luke.
After getting in the car, Selena turned her head in the driver's seat to look at Young Master Dylan in the back row, and sighed helplessly: "My sunny beach picnic was delayed by this kind of person."
Jimena lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Selena, it was my fault."
Selena glanced at her: "Come on, you just need to be smarter in the future. Fortunately, you met us today, otherwise... Hehe."
She thought of the girl in pajamas who was killed by the roadside, and she was lucky.
Anyway, Ximena is also a fellow, she is not a bad person, and has a "close" relationship with Luke.
Of course she didn't want to see anything happen to Jimena.
Luke also said in the back row: "It's okay, we are here to investigate the case."
Ximena hummed and said nothing.
She had doubts about the relationship between Selena and Luke, but then she gave up looking into it.
She is not Luke's girlfriend, and she has never thought of getting married at the age of eighteen, so it's not her turn to worry about it.
Half an hour later, when passing a bus stop, Ximena asked to stop, saying that she would just take the bus back.
Luke didn't stop her, let her go, and gestured for her to make a phone call.
The two returned to the West District Police Station, brought Young Master Dilan into the interrogation room, and handcuffed their hands on the table.
Dylan's enthusiasm for the medicine was over, and he was clearly sober. Looking at the two of them, he looked suspicious: "You...don't know who I am?"
Luke and Selena looked at each other and smiled, one took out his mobile phone, and the other took out the file in his bag and read it.
Two minutes passed like this, and Dylan finally couldn't bear the strange silence: "Hey, you guys arrested me, you always want to ask something?"
Luke looked up from the phone: "Sorry, we don't need it. Just stay here quietly and don't disturb us to read the information, ok?"
Dylan opened his mouth wide: "fuxk! What are you trying to do..."
Luke had no choice but to get up and greet Selena: "Let's go, just let him scream here alone."
Dylan: ... You f*ck, are you playing with me
As a result, after the two of Luke went out, they really didn't come in again.
In the observation room next door, Elsa had already arrived. Seeing Luke come in and close the door, she immediately asked, "Why did you arrest Dylan?"
Luke grinned, pulled a chair and sat down: "He's taking prohibited drugs in front of us. This kind of obvious illegal behavior, an upright police detective like me, of course can't just sit idly by."
Seeing his expression, Elsa froze for a moment, then pulled a chair and sat down, tapping her fingers lightly on the table.
After pondering for a moment, she looked at him: "Did you do it on purpose?"
Luke shrugged: "Is my target action obvious enough and high-profile enough?"
Elsa looked again at Young Master Dylan next door.
Not only did he look a little abnormal, but he also had a lot of white crystals stained on his face. Just find someone from the forensic department, and within a few hours a report confirming that he was involved in illegal drugs would be issued.
Of course, this crime is not a big deal. Most people in the United States have smoked weed, and the proportion of white crystals will be slightly lower, but it is an anecdote for anyone to say that no one he knows is addicted to illegal drugs.
But Luke caught the real hammer, and the evidence was on Young Master Dylan's face. It's still okay to send him to prison for a few months.
With the pampered posture of this young master, let alone going in for a few months, he might collapse in a few days.