Jessica raised her hand and took off the bunch of five keys from the doorknob to try it out. These were indeed keys for the metal door, and a set of five keys was standard for most new doors.
So, this is someone who secretly changed the prison door for himself last night, and then thoughtfully left the key behind? Turning in her mind for a moment, she suddenly remembered something, and rushed to the sofa in a few steps.
Jessica took out the mobile phone from her clothes and wanted to make a call, but found a new message displayed in the text message.
She subconsciously opened it, and saw a short message, she was speechless.
Miss Jones, as a thank you for your clues, I've changed your door to a safer one. Don't thank me, you deserve it! Middle school police detective.
The latter name is the contact name Jessica gave Luke.
For this little police detective, the most profound influence on her is that handsome but immature face.
Of course, now she felt that she should revise her understanding.
"What do I deserve? What I deserve is a broken prison door! You are crazy!" A certain female detective suddenly roared.
Not to be outdone, the female voice on the roof rang out: "You're the fucking crazy, you're crazy every day..."
"Bichi, believe it or not, I'll knock down the door of your house..." a certain female detective roared unwillingly.
The world seemed to suddenly come alive!
…
On the other side, under the early morning sun, Luke and Selena went out for breakfast and went to the Metropolitan Hospital first to see Walter, whose condition had stabilized.
A week earlier, the conscientious police inspector (lieutenant) had the bad luck of being attacked by two Blood Skull gang thugs and seriously injured.
To make matters worse, the two thugs confessed that their mission was to break Walter's leg.
As a result, Walter, who was overly alert, resisted at the last moment. Impulsively, the two thugs hit him with two sticks on the head and successfully sent Walter to the ICU.
Fortunately, Walter is currently recovering very well, and Luke's previously speculated illness retirement will not happen.
Walter's attending doctor said that the patient can be discharged from the hospital in two to three weeks, and can exercise moderately after one month.
This also means that Walter's career is not over yet, and at the age of 41, he can still work for another 20 years.
Walter's recovery is good, but after all, his head is blown. Luke and Luke just greeted him briefly, and told him not to worry about the follow-up investigation after being attacked.
Walter reached out and held Luke tightly for a moment, then whispered, "Thank you."
He had already learned from Ricky that within an hour of the incident that night, Luke and the two of them had arrested the two attackers.
The next day, the gang of the two attackers was killed by Dustin.
In the matter of his attack, the new boss and new colleagues are strong enough, and there is no intention of perfunctory.
It is one thing for Walter and Dustin to compete for promotion, but it is another thing for his colleagues to support him. He must thank Luke, Selena, and even his competitor Dustin.
In the afternoon, the two of Luke rarely stayed in the lobby of the police detective station, sitting at the desk to look up information.
This is to determine whether there are any mistakes in the case last night and leave it to nypd, followed by Jin Bing's reaction.
From the current point of view, they did a good job last night, and Jin Bing's forces have not moved for the time being.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Luke and the two got off work early and went home.
There is an invitation to Harry's private party tonight at six o'clock.
The two went home early, and had to complete the daily training schedule before going to the banquet.
Entertainment and leisure are fine, but you have to finish the business that should be done. This is the habit that the two of them have developed over the past year.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Luke took a shower and changed his clothes and went downstairs. When he saw Jin Nugget who was eating chocolate balls and watching dramas again, he slapped his forehead: Forget about this guy.
He took out his phone and called Harley: "Well, let me ask if you are not allergic to dog hair, right?"
Harry over there just thought about it for a moment, then smiled and said, "You want to bring that precious golden retriever with you?"
Luke: "Well, if you go out to play without it, it will sulk for a long time if it knows."
The smile in Harry's voice was obvious: "OK, although I never have a pet at home, you can bring it here."
Luke: "Thank you."
Hearing "Go out and play", Jin Nugget's ears perked up unconsciously, and when Luke hung up the phone, it sat up and groaned.
Luke: "Okay, I'm not allergic to dog hair, so I agree with you to go with us. But you have to eat in moderation, as an old dog eating dozens of pounds of food for a meal, they will definitely not be able to accept it."
Gold Nugget: "Huh?"
Luke: "Okay, let Selena bring you some candies."
The gold nugget thought about it and accepted the suggestion.
As long as you don't chew sugar, you can still top it off.
While Luke was chatting with Nugget, Selena also came downstairs.
She dressed up a little today, instead of the white shirt and jeans that she usually wears most, but the bohemian clothes Luke bought for her, and a matching orange-red patterned shawl was rarely added on her shoulders.
Usually it's not a ponytail, but the long hair that is coiled up also has natural curls and hangs over the shoulders.
"How?" She twisted her body left and right, showing him how she was dressed tonight.
Luke: "It's beautiful and casual."
Selena was satisfied, but looked at his attire: "Are you going like this?"
Luke shrugged: "As a man, you don't need to compare your dressing taste with women."
Selena thought about it, so she stopped criticizing his laziness.
Unsurprisingly, almost all of the parties at tonight's party were women, and he wasn't there to flirt with girls, so there was no need to dress too handsomely.
The field windbreaker and casual overalls are not much different from his usual work clothes.
But with the support of his figure and appearance, he often receives phone numbers from enthusiastic girls when he walks on the street, expressing his willingness to start a long or short personal friendship with him.
At five minutes to six, Luke and the two stood in front of a top-end apartment on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.
The annual rent of this kind of luxury apartment is as high as more than 100,000 US dollars, which is different from the apartment that ordinary people live in.
If you want to enter this kind of apartment, you either have a pass, or you have to confirm it yourself before the doorman at the door will let you go.
After saying Harry's house number, the doorman contacted Harry before letting them in.
Taking the elevator upstairs, Luke rang the doorbell, and the door opened quickly, and Harry appeared at the door.
"We're not late, are we?" he said with a smile.
Harley: "You guys are timed right, come in."
The two of them entered the room together and gestured to the box in their hands: "Homemade desserts, where do you put them?"
Looking at a large box in each of Luke and Selena's hands, she asked with some doubts, "Both of these?"