Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 964: 981 Eating Snacks and Watching Theater (3 more)

Then the door opened again quietly.

When they looked over, they saw Selena standing at the door smiling and reaching in a big, big bag: “Watch the play slowly. ”

Luke laughed and took the bag, compared to an OK gesture.

The door closed quietly again.

Beckett didn't say anything, just watched the partners communicate in silence.

She's still a little curious about the partner she transferred in a year later.

This curiosity is almost inevitable in the face of the sudden redeployment of two players of the same rank, who were the most deserving in the police station before.

And for some time now, some of Luke's trail messages were hidden.

Beckett was more curious about the two.

Earlier, she thought that everyone was just evenly colored in appearance —— she was confident in her ability to handle cases.

She can't say more about super old gas bars like John and Joe, but she's also good at directions.

But if the hidden rumor is partially true, her ability to handle the case becomes weak.

She's not jealous.

John and Joe are also “do it" capable detectives, and she's not as ashamed of herself as she is of being.

Therefore, she would not compare Luke and the others to the ability to “do it.”

Luke's senses were so acute, he noticed her attention, he just took the bag, pulled the zipper, pulled out a lollipop, peeled off the sugar paper and put it in his mouth.

Beckett: … what is this operation?

Luke didn't look at her, he just grabbed her in the open bag and said, "Why do you like eating? Pick your own. ”

Beckett couldn't help but stare at what was in his hand.

Lollipops, gum, chocolate, and cake are listed in a fan-shaped team now in his palm, like magicians of magic.

For a moment, she hesitated and chose chocolate.

Relatively speaking, chocolate is a small ball wrapper and is most appetizing to her.

Carefully pulling the wrapped gold foil, she whispered, "You like snacks? ”

What she wanted to ask was, "How much do you like snacks?" People with a packet of snacks, not often seen at the police station.

Luke: “It's expensive. Let's start by replenishing our strength and getting ready for a long war. Well, if you can't wait, you can let Javier keep someone. ”

“I'll just wait here.” Beckett hesitated and shoved the chocolate in his hand into his mouth before shaking his head slightly.

And Luke stopped saying so much and ate the lollipop in silence.

Combined with ordinary basic abilities and extraordinary abilities, with Spirit 40, he can easily perceive Beckett's general emotions.

The other party had no aversion to him, no doubt about him, and staying was just a matter of personal choice.

Of course, the beauty meant nothing to him.

He's not the hero of the novel. Beautiful women don't scream and stick it up when they see him.

Well, the beauty volunteered for this treatment, which he often enjoyed, except that most of them laughed at each other and didn't jump in crying.

That's what fans do when they see idols, and he never takes the idolatry route.

A three-mouthed health reserve slightly exceeded his expectations and the first prolonged pause appeared after a twenty-six minute quarrel.

In the meantime, Luke has eaten a lollipop, three chocolates, and a little cake.

And Beckett had a piece of chocolate, and now he's eating it with a little cake.

Nor did she know why Luke asked her if she wanted to eat it, and the ghost made God accept it twice.

Perhaps, to see him eat well? Or watching that family fight, can't help but have the urge to eat snacks while watching movies? She wasn't sure.

Halfway through her little cake, the family's pause was over.

Jeffrey saw the two people standing at the door and frowned: "Officer, is that how you handle the case? ”

He had already seen Beckett's cake, which made him feel like he was being watched for nothing by a white woman... No, no.

Don't you dare look at his jokes, these two little detectives don't want to do it!

Luke stepped forward, blocked Beckett behind him, and took three vials of unopened mineral water out of his bag and put it on the table: "Drink some water first, Mr. Soderberg, your voice is a little dull. And two other ladies, take a sip of water and take a break. ”

Jeffrey frowned and looked at the mineral water, making a mockery out of his mouth.

The price of FIJI is not yet high, after all, its bottle is neither 24K pure gold nor diamond set on the cap bottle.

But neither price nor taste, not even in terms of customer base, can be the direction of ridicule.

But his wife Aurora couldn't help herself. Once she grabbed a bottle of Five Springs, she poured half a bottle.

The reason she stopped arguing was because her voice was smoking, and suddenly she couldn't help but cough, so she couldn't stop arguing.

Now that she's seen the water, she can't stand what Luke was doing, she hasn't noticed anyway.

It was Lindsay, the daughter, with her young body, who hadn't even chopped a pair of voices yet.

However, as her mother Aurora drank the water, she couldn't help but grab it and drink it.

Jeffrey couldn't help it.

He's also in his fifties, and even if he's not the main arbiter, he's a little overwhelmed.

At last, the atmosphere in the interrogation room cooled slightly.

Luke himself brought out two more bottles of water, threw a bottle at Beckett at the door, took one in his hand, opened it not too tightly and took a sip.

After seeing the family moisten his throat, he didn't mean to go on immediately. He swallowed the cap and played with the mineral water with his hands. He said: "Now, everybody should calm down. Now let's talk about how to fix this. ”

All three of the family stared at him a little surprised.

It is not the first time in this period that they have quarreled to the police station. There have been more quarrels in front of the police, and few police officers dare to intervene.

Luke is also a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

This family is a typical family dispute, and a large part of the family dispute focuses on cars.

Questions like "why should I put up with you xxx” get basically the same kind of answer as "then why should I put up with you xxx".

This conversation, like the famous "you're ruthless, you're unreasonable" conversation of the last life, will never come to fruition.

The length of their quarrel is not about whether the problem is resolved, but about when the physical strength of both sides runs out.

Without strength, both sides of the fight can roll home, continue to cultivate sharpness, wait for the next outbreak, until one day they don't even need the fight, then it's over.

And the problem is that the Soderberg family is rich and powerful in New York.

Of course, this severity is primarily directed at NYPD, not at this family.