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Ms. was silent for a moment: "How can I inform you after it's over?"
Luke dug into his pocket again and took out a business card. With a flick of his finger, it spun and flew towards Smith's chest.
Smith gently moved his hand holding the child and clamped the business card: "What do you want?"
Luke tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Maybe, it's just an answer?"
With that said, he turned around and opened the door: "Last question, why do you want to protect this little baby?"
Smith was silent for a moment: "No-women, no-kids. That's-the-rules." (Don't kill women, don't kill children, that's the rule.)
Hearing this, Luke turned his head, nodded to Smith in the dark corner, and stepped out of the door.
Smith frowned and listened to the sound of footsteps disappearing. It was not until Miss Donna came in a moment later that he asked: "Quintano, are they gone?"
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Smith exhaled, quickly put the business card in his pocket, and silently recited the address in his mind, then walked to the bed and grabbed the pile of green bills.
Donna¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°Where did this come from?¡±
Smith was silent for a moment and then said: "Commission." As he said that, he also put the banknotes into his pocket.
"Now, take care of him for a day, five thousand dollars, deal?" He raised the baby in his hand to signal and looked at Donna.
Donna bit her lip and remained silent.
Here, Luke took Selina downstairs and went out. He turned around and looked at the building behind him for a moment, and raised the corner of his mouth: "I keep meeting rich people recently!"
After driving on the road, the two of them did not go back to the police station, but went straight home.
Selena finished washing up, walked out to the kitchen, looked at Luke who was busy there, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you need to talk to me?"
Luke hummed: "That phone number?"
Selena said nothing.
Luke continued to chop vegetables, moving very quickly, but without the slightest hint of impatience.
Precise, efficient, and amazing control, the only sound is the swishing sound when the blade cuts through the vegetables
"It's Dustin calling, telling me that someone at the headquarters is taking over the Aisworth Park case." He said calmly.
Selena was surprised: "Dustin"
Luke paused in his movements, and then continued: "I have thought about this problem, it should have nothing to do with him. He is not a captain yet, and his official voice is not that professional. He is just relaying the orders of a certain boss."
Selena breathed a sigh of relief.
Dustin and Elsa are two people she likes very much. It¡¯s really good for these two bosses to get along for a long time.
Especially when compared with the stingy Berwick, these two bosses are even more outstanding, and their ability to take blame is first-rate.
"You" Selena spat out this word, suddenly paused, and then changed the subject: "When will you have dinner?"
Luke chuckled: "Twenty minutes at most, you can watch TV first."
Selina hummed and returned to the living room. She thought for a moment and finally turned on the TV: "Congressman Henry Ainsworth recently proposed a new bill. It advocates purifying the social environment, controlling the proliferation of guns, and restoring peace on campus. Space¡¡"
She was stunned, turned down the TV volume, and watched for a few minutes before taking out her phone: "Sonia, how is the investigation of Luca Button's situation?"
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After dinner, Luke went to the garage and let Selena train on her own.
Selena looked at his back, curled her lips, and went to wash the dishes.
In order to save time, she now has a modified dishwasher at home. She only needs to put the tableware in it, wash, dry and disinfect it before putting it back in the cabinet.
Half an hour later, Luke appeared outside a dilapidated apartment building in a black Ford SUV.
He lay comfortably on the flat driver's seat, watching the video clips on the tablet in his hand.
Another tablet is stuck on the center console, with a picture of the apartment building on it.
Looking at the video he just received, Luke sneered: "These people are really well-informed, and they actually found the psychological treatment center so quickly."
While muttering, he looked at the monitor on the center console.
In the picture, this apartment building is abandoned, but the fifth floor is?There were faint lights in several windows.
At this moment, five men in black are on the ground floor, one is prying open the door, and the other four are watching.
The radio equipment that Luke turned on heard their conversation clearly.
"There are so many abandoned apartment buildings in this city, how can the boss be sure that the guy is here? Is it another lucky guess?"
"No, he doesn't rely on guessing. He can detect things we can't see. He used to be a behavioral analysis expert for the FBI."
The boss who was knocking on the door turned his head helplessly: "Forensic behavioral consultant. How many times have I said this, can you not add a new title to my professional resume every time? Details, details determine everything in this field." "
As he spoke, he exerted force on his hand, and with a click, the door opened.
He opened the door and wanted to go in.
The four men swarmed up and grabbed him: "But, don't you think it's better to go at the end? Boss."
Wearing black-rimmed glasses and a thick beard, the boss grinned: "Leaders hiding behind can only eat leftovers. First come, first served, this is the truth."
With that said, he took the lead and walked in.
Luke raised his eyebrows.
This guy is very interesting!
He sat up, not in a hurry to get out of the car, but just adjusted the radio equipment.
"Violence is the most interesting and worth-seeing thing in the world." The boss's words were full of expectations.
Luke sneered: The premise is that the person being ravaged by violence is not himself.
"Bring me some manpower, at least fifty. Our Mr. Smith is a marksman. He has won many British speed shooting competitions at the age of sixteen." The boss began to issue orders in a low voice.
Luke understood in his heart: No wonder Mr. Smith made him feel so clearly.
In a sense, this man is following the same path as Luke.
Precision, efficiency, coldness, stability, and a big heart. No wonder Mr. Smith¡¯s expression remained calm when he said that he had killed more than 20 gunmen.
This is a natural born killer.
What¡¯s interesting is that Mr. Smith¡¯s character is supposed to be a ruthless guy who can do any bad thing for money, but it¡¯s also this guy who is trying to protect the little baby.
Luke shook his head and laughed, pulled down his hood, put on his hood, opened the door and got out of the car.
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¡°Do you know what I hate the most when watching a movie?¡± The bearded man asked softly to a group of people who quietly poured into the lobby on the ground floor of the apartment building.
The gunmen in black looked at each other.
"What I hate most is that directors always let go of the good guy who comes out to be a hero." The bearded man smiled and said: "So, don't let it happen to you. My money is not that easy to get." (Remember this site. Website: www.hlnovel.com