Luke smiled wryly and put his phone back: It seems that today's takeaway is going to fly.
After saying sorry to the two girls, he walked away.
The tall slender girl quickly said, "Hey, it's your turn soon."
Luke was helpless: "There is something urgent, I can't wait..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, and took out a business card and five hundred-dollar bills from his pocket: "Nicky, call me later, and I will send you the order list. Please help me Order food, and I'll pick it up later, okay?"
Before the tall slender girl Nikki could answer, a few hundred-dollar bills and a business card were stuffed into her hands, and Luke quickly got into the SUV next to her and drove away quickly.
"Hey, you..." She just raised her hand, trying to greet Luke, but found that the SUV had already turned around the intersection and was no longer visible.
After being stunned for a moment, she looked at her companion's black girl: "Monica, does he... believe us too much?" The eyes of the two girls fell on the five hundred dollars.
Monica hesitated for a moment, but still reminded: "Didn't you just say that if you find him pleasing to the eye after chatting, you can find his phone number?"
Nikki struggled: "It's not this way, it makes me feel like a food delivery guy."
Monica reminded again: "But people are still waiting for you to call and tell you the takeaway order."
Nikki was taken aback for a moment, then immediately took out her cell phone and started dialing.
Monica rolled her eyes: You look like this, if people really open their mouths, you must immediately send yourself as a takeaway, right? No, there is a fee for takeaway, so you may have to pay the taxi fare.
Luke just said a few words, and expressed his thanks, saying that he hung up the phone after returning within half an hour, and then asked the vehicle system to send a "takeaway order" to Nikki.
Nikki over there looked at the "takeaway list", and then looked at the money in her hand, and suddenly felt that the money was not too much, but probably not enough.
The orderer over there has already asked the two girls: "What do you want?"
Nikki stepped forward and handed over the phone: "You first calculate the total price according to this list."
The orderer was a little surprised, but he still responded, put his mobile phone next to the cash register and started counting.
Looking at the number of meals ordered, she couldn't help asking, "You two, how much do you really want?"
Monica said decisively: "A friend asked us to help bring it along."
The orderer felt that the answer was reliable, so he continued to bury his head in the calculations, and said, "You guys are going to have a grade party, right? It's enough for fifty people to eat."
Nikki and Monica looked at each other, and it was Monica who said, "... probably, yes."
After a while, the orderer raised his head: "A total of 493.5 yuan, are you sure you want these?"
Nikki nodded, and handed over the hundred-yuan bill in her hand, rejoicing in her heart: Fortunately, there was enough money.
When she saw the "takeaway order" just now, she was really afraid that she would go bankrupt.
But the strange thing is that she was just afraid of not having enough money, but never thought about buying less or not buying, and Monica was the same.
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Luke didn't feel any guilt at all.
He had an idea just now, while using telepathic communication, he also experimented with the effect of primary pheromone manipulation.
But Nikki and Monica also said in the whisper, if you like him, ask him for his mobile phone number.
The three of them chatted happily just now, and she thought she would ask for a mobile phone number.
As for the request of such passer-by beauties, Luke usually declines politely.
His personal phone number is actually very hard to get.
If it is a business, you can only get a mobile phone number for work.
And his private number is divided into two.
The first one is for family members and special acquaintances, and there are not many such acquaintances, at least old colleagues like Dustin, Elsa, and Elizabeth, or more familiar ones like Ginny and Irina. acquaintance.
The second is for those who have personal relationships, but not so well.
For example, old man Aoki, old man Weiland, Jennifer Perry, and Sheila.
Since he asked Nikki for a favor, it was of course a private matter, and he gave him the second private number.
Compared with the office number, the private number is easier to get through, or to get a personal reply from him.
Given the number of people Luke has been in contact with over the past year, he doesn't have that much time to answer everyone's calls.
Most people's calls will automatically go to the message, and he will only selectively reply.
Just ignore calls like greetings or calls looking for trouble.
From this point of view, Nikki did well in this "deal".
After making sure that his family's lunch would not fail, Luke, who was distracted, also pulled out the real map of the location where the shootout was said by the main station.
In the previous life, this thing was not uncommon for a long time.
After Luke came to New York, every moment he drove out in the matching car was enriching the jigsaw puzzle of this real map of New York.
But here he only drove past twice, and the place where the shootout took place was not on the street he had passed, but on a side street in a narrower residential building behind.
At this time, the scene of the crime had arrived, so he stopped the car, opened the door and got out of the car.
Looking at the people around him, he found that many people were looking at the fifth and sixth floors of the apartment building next to him.
He walked quickly into the door of the apartment building, lifted the thin chain around his neck, and exposed the police badge wallet on his chest.
This is an old-fashioned apartment building. There is a winding staircase behind a small hall at the entrance.
Luke moved up quickly, and he heard faint voices upstairs.
After listening for a moment, he frowned.
The suspect in the shootout didn't seem to have left, and was still talking upstairs while rummaging through boxes.
From the sporadic language, it can be felt that they are not as cautious as the criminals who shot in the New York City area, but a bit unscrupulous. Some people even mentioned the words "executing official duties".
Luke went up to the sixth floor, Wei Wei casually took a picture with a small mirror at the bottom of the stairs, rushed up to the sixth floor in small steps, and rushed straight to the end of the passage.
Even though his forward speed was greatly restricted in order not to make footsteps, he was still very fast, and he quietly appeared in front of the 6d apartment at the end of the passage in less than three seconds.
A middle-aged man was holding a gun in front of the door, and just about to turn around, he suddenly felt his neck tighten, and a cold thing pressed against the back of his head.
He was shocked in his heart, but he couldn't cry out. The hand on his neck oppressed him so much that he could only breathe hard.
Luke, who caught the man, frowned, dragged the man in front of him, and backed away several meters.
Then, while paying attention to room 6d at the end of the passage, while listening to the conversation in room 6b next to him, he whispered: "Who is in the room?"
The middle-aged man whose head was held with a gun felt a little loose in his neck, and finally he was able to make a sound, and asked subconsciously, "You, who are you?"
But the middle-aged man is very sensible, and his voice is also kept very low.