Super Detective in the Fictional World

There is a small box amongst the many sundries, and Tiffany's logo stands out on a small silver-grey box.

She opened the little box, pulled the folded paper out of it, and looked at it twice: "Uh, this guy! Is it really rich? But the cops don't get paid very well, do they? ”

Trinity was so powerless, she didn't want to move, she just asked, "What is that? ”

Lange: “Invoices and certificates, and... well, it's really my earring. ”

Trinity, curious but powerless to act, could only reach out and pinch it on Range's ass: “Show me. ”

Rankie whispered to him, “Wait, I'll get your invoice. ”

Trinity: "Ah? ”

A moment later, Ranki took Trinity's satchel and opened it and poured it over the bed. She also found a small box belonging to Trinity.

When she opened it, she showed her the invoice inside: "Look, this is from the guy. ”

Trinity opened her eyes slightly, looked at the invoice, and glanced at her violently: “How much is this? Five thousand and two? ”

Rankie grinned, “What are you thinking? Did you pass elementary school math? ”

Trinity stopped talking and her elementary math was bad, vibrant and moving, so she chose the path of an art student and learned to dance and she would talk nonsense.

Lange: “It's a 52,000 dollar knife, so is mine. So, this pair of earrings is about a hundred thousand dollars. ”

She looked at the certificate again and took a closer look at the earrings in front of her for a moment: "This ghost guy, he's got so many samples, he's got your name on his earrings. ”

Trinity shouted, and she picked up the earrings in her hand and looked at them. They were hidden in the earrings, and she saw a very small letter, which was Range's name.

Range shrugged: “Okay, so we don't get mixed up.” She switched the earrings back.

Trinity: “Well, aren't we... not good? ”

Range stared at her and said, "What are you trying to say? Aren't you a professional who collects money? ”

Trinity looked down a little embarrassed, but that's what she thought.

Ranki suddenly laughed and hugged her and kissed her again: "You're dreaming! Fifty-two grand for two days, where is such an expensive professional girl, the fast second-tier and third-rate stars have a good price. You just want, and it's not worth it. ”

Trinity bit her lip: “I wasn't. ”

Rankie giggled and twisted her hands hard on her: “It wasn't. If that's the case, give me two thousand knives. It's precisely because it's too expensive to prove that he didn't mean it, you know! And... Forget it, forget it. ”

Trinity just heard something, and it was gone again, and she was suddenly dissatisfied: "Hey, can't you finish what you said? Why do you look more like Luke now? ”

Rankie doesn't keep turning around, retrieving each other's things from the sheets.

After packing up, Range poured half a bottle of wine on the side, leaning against the bed like that and sipping lightly.

Trinity finally couldn't help herself. She was actually more like a child, she was angry quickly, and she quenched quickly: “Give me half a glass too. ”

Ranger didn't tease her this time. He simply poured her half a cup and made Trinity stand next to herself against the bed with little strength.

Trinity drank a sip of wine, stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Does he like me? ”

Rankie sounded, didn't answer directly, but sighed in her heart: silly girl! Just look at the gift we received, what he likes is... us both! Not any “I”!

Under the dusk lights, two beautiful girls chatted without a word, but often dropped the subject on someone who had left.

……

Los Angeles, woke up early in the morning and Luke was full of energy, and this trip to Las Vegas was really good, and he felt like he was in incredible shape and was waiting for a big fight.

Put your energy into breakfast, prepare a full breakfast, and Celina's little accompanying dessert to wake up Celina in her dreams.

This shipment doesn't do anything, so run into the wardrobe and check out her baby Chanel coat.

She was relieved when she saw it still hanging there quietly and not disappearing: "Great, it wasn't a dream. ”

Luke leaned against the door: "What do you think is a dream? About the grand prize? ”

Selena: “I always felt like I had to spend more than 10,000 knives on a coat. It was like I was dreaming, and I was heartbroken when I was paying for it. ”

Luke: "... so now that I'm awake, it doesn't hurt to see it with my own eyes? ”

Selena: “It still hurts. But this heartache is worth it. ”

Luke: …

He should not underestimate a woman's love for beauty.

We had breakfast and the two of us drove to work.

When he got to the police station, he went into Elsa's office, and Luke greeted him, and he didn't put his hands down, and he caught a pile of files that she threw at him: "Investigate this case and get some results as soon as possible. ”

Luke handed the file over to Selena on the side, and she asked Elsa, "What happened? ”

Elsa was helpless: "Recently we have a group of WD-36 drug dealers operating here. But they were hanging out in Southern California, and I don't know why they came to our precinct. They've got a couple of big, big cases, and a couple of high-end community people have complained to us. ”

Luke nodded slightly, “That's not too serious, is it? ”

Elsa: "They went into Beverly Hills and harassed Sheila. ”

Luke picks the eyebrows: “How dare they? ”

Elsa: “The ghost knew what was going on with these guys and somehow found Sheila there, saying that the weed she was looking for had arrived and had her give her a lot of money, and then the group was driven away by security. ”

Luke: "A lot of money? ”

Elsa: “A pound of weed, ask Sheila for 20,000 dollars. ”

Luke: "... are they crazy? That's three times the market price. ”

Elsa: "Yes, Sheila called me. She feared that someone had deliberately tampered with her and used the opportunity to fabricate rumors that she had bought a lot of weed. ”

Luke figured it out.

What is a pound of weed? It's 16 ounces, over 450 grams.

Most people use one-eighth of an ounce at a time, and a pound of weed is more than a hundred servings.

Once the news gets out, maybe someone thinks Sheila's in the crowd, and her reputation doesn't necessarily stink of the street, but it's bound to leave a stain.

After all, it's two different things to be under a lot of pressure and gather people for grass.

No wonder Sheila's so nervous.

Luke also knows why Elsa turned the case over to herself because he and Sheila were old acquaintances with a foundation of trust.