Super Detective in the Fictional World

If you change to another detective, Sheila won't say a word, and she's afraid the case hasn't started yet, and the rumors are flying.

Luke: “So, what do you mean? ”

Elsa: "Find out why they're running into our precinct. It would be better to grab a few too disturbing and throw the evidence straight into jail for a few months so that they can be honest. ”

Luke nodded and said, “Where's Sheila... have you said hello to her? ”

“Well, I told her. Call me if you need any support.” Elsa watched Selena get up, looking like she was going out to work, so to speak to both of them.

Luke nodded: “Of course you have been our strong backup, boss. ”

Elsa: "... take care of the case, skinny. ”

Luke was helpless and put the paper bag in his hand on the desk: “You make me very unhappy with this cake. Let's go. We'll be in touch. ”

Two people walked out of the office and Elsa quickly put the paper bag in the drawer at the bottom of the desk.

Luke brought the cake several times before, she hasn't been promoted to the team leader, and she hasn't moved into this small office with a glass partition, so she can only eat one at a time, and the rest will be split by the thick-skinned old iron.

Now, she's not stupid, hide first, get busy eating one, and her stomach will be quite comfortable.

This was also mentioned by Selena in an inadvertent conversation with her.

Elsa can only sigh in her heart once again: someone is so much better for a partner than a wife, she worked with him a few years earlier, and now this little stomach sickness doesn't appear.

Luke doesn't care if he respects his boss.

Anyway, bake 30 or 50 cakes at a time, the labor is not very different, do it for 10 to 15 minutes, and then do it in a stove.

That ingredient is worth more than buying a quick meal, but for most lazy Americans it's worth it.

Selena, this food is amazing, that's for sure not bad.

Of course, in order for this product not to get tired of eating this in a few moments, Luke searched the internet for a bunch of formulas, changing two new flavors each day, and it took her a month to turn, and she also had a hard time getting tired of it.

Drive out of the station, a dozen Luke steering wheels and head for Beverly Hills.

He drives now, because Selena is responsible for organizing intelligence in the car and reading it out to him, which is half the secretary, and of course, she can't drive anymore.

Besides, she is also responsible for contacting Sheila, who is very busy without an appointment.

But today the two of them will be able to see Sheila, probably because Luke said hello to Elsa in advance last night and she scheduled the meeting in advance.

Luke was going to pay for the police badge when the light car got to Sheila's villa.

Must be ID, can't shake badges like usual, big singers probably won't buy little detective's orders.

Then he brushed his face and went in.

In response, he expressed surprise that even the security guard at the door, whom he had seen the last time, had been with Sheila to look at the head of security on the outskirts of the villa.

Apparently, the head of security still remembered his face.

Sheila was greeted in front of the building, which made Luke even stranger: Are you that popular? Sheila doesn't even know she's handsome!

After a few chilly sentences, she went into the house and sat down for a short while, Sheila couldn't help but ask: “That Bobby... is everything all right? ”

Luke picked a frown: “Is he bothering you again? ”

Sheila shook her head quickly: "No. I just haven't heard from him, so I..."

Luke smiled softly.

This is the variant version of the boot throwing story.

She was repeatedly harassed by someone, and one day suddenly the person disappeared. There was no news, and she was upset.

Sheila, of course, is not Stockholm Syndrome, and she just wants to make sure that Bobby is still in Luke's hands.

“I got him something to do and he's probably been busy for months, so don't worry.” Luke said.

Sheila relieved herself of her burden and thought it was too obvious, hurriedly greeting her: "What would you like to drink? Coffee or something? Meryl, introduce the two detectives to the drinks we have here. ”

Luke: "Any green tea? Some are fine without a bottle of soda. ”

Selena: “Milk tea, cappuccino coffee is fine. ”

When Merrill heard, he respectfully nodded and went to the kitchen to prepare.

Luke also stopped delaying: "Ms. Sheila…”

Sheila raised her hand: “Don't be so polite. You're Elsa's man, and you've done me a great favor. That's my friend, too. Just call me Sheila. ”

Luke nodded for a moment, “Okay, Sheila, let's get straight to business. What the hell happened to the dealer? Are you sure you don't know them, including the possibility of indirect contact? ”

Sheila shook her head decisively: "No, I...”

Speaking of which, she hesitated for a while, and finally lowered her voice: “I was, um, you know Bobby's problem with me, so I...”

Luke nodded decisively and interrupted her words: “I understand. So?”

Sheila: “But I haven't really touched this dialer, and I haven't met the WD-36 crew. Oh, it's Elsa who told me a little bit about them, and I'm sure she didn't mess with them. ”

Luke and Selena looked at each other and didn't believe it.

Man, it's a very strange creature.

Even if not necessary, they often lie unconsciously.

Perhaps just because you suddenly feel unwilling to say something, or even simply bored, distorts the facts and even your own memories change.

This is also a police investigation, why the statute of limitations is emphasized.

Because the longer it takes, the more unreliable the ID memories of important leads become.

Luke thought about it, and he said, "Well, do you have any suspicions? I mean, you know, or think it might get you into trouble, including, but not limited to, acquaintances, neighbors, friends. ”

Sheila hesitated again, during which time Merrill brought the two green tea and cappuccino, both of whom drank a few sips each, until Merrill returned to the kitchen and she whispered even more: "I suspect the distant family brought them in. ”

LK: Is there really such a suspicious object?

Sheila kept her voice down, as if she was afraid to be heard in the house: "That house, as if it were where the daughter of the president of the Tag Fund lived. ”

Luke, Selena:... isn't that a coincidence?

Luke, of course, talked to Selena about the case of Katie's death, and about the little trouble her daughter Ginny, president of the Tag Fund, made.

It's a real case study for Selena.