But no matter how the supermodels looked on the outside, they were basically indifferent, indifferent, and impatient. Many of them even checked the time now and then.
While they weren't as extravagant as Luke, who could make hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute, they could still make hundreds or thousands of dollars every minute.
What happened at the press conference would only delay their chance to make money.
But Victoria's Secret was too big a brand. Even if it had nothing to do with them, none of them dared to leave.
When Selina walked in, flashed her badge, and reported her identity, nobody's expression changed.
Some of them weren't in a hurry, and were more interested in watching the show.
Some of them weren't in a hurry, and were more interested in watching the show.
The various facets of life were clearly reflected by this group of top supermodels.
Luke, who had turned into a "secret observer of the association," hid in a dark corner and listened to Selina's questions and answers as he observed the crowd.
In less than two minutes, the ins and outs of tonight's case were revealed. It was very simple — something had gone missing backstage at the press conference.
As a guest performer, Givenchy had provided Sheerah with a new diamond necklace for the press conference.
Now, the necklace was gone, and it was worth three million dollars.
The moment Luke heard about it, he complained inwardly, Are you kidding me? A necklace again?
Bobby Max, the PR manager at Luke's company, had instigated his pet chimpanzee to steal Sheerah's diamond necklace back then, and Luke had caught him red-handed.
As the thought flashed through Luke's mind, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Last time, Sheerah had lost a diamond necklace, and he had helped her get rid of Bobby, the bastard superhuman.
This case wasn't going to be a second bastard superhuman, was it?
With that in mind, Luke observed for a while. He asked Selina to interrogate the people here for now, and he went to take a look.
Listening to the voice in her earpiece, Selina hummed and nodded slightly, as if she were confirming what the staff member in front of her had said.
She had turned on the radio system, and Luke wouldn't miss the question.
It was Luke's habit to multitask. He and Selina were already used to it, and didn't need to say anything.
Following what he had heard earlier, Luke arrived at Sheerah's makeup room.
As a top diva in the United States, Sheerah was not qualified to share a makeup room with Victoria's Secret.
In terms of income, Sheerah made 37 million dollars last year.
Last year, the world's number one supermodel only earned $18 million, the number two supermodel earned $12 million, and the number three supermodel earned $8 million.
The three supermodels combined were no match for Sheerah.
Moreover, Sheila had only become popular in the second half of last year. This year, her income was going to skyrocket. She might even be able to challenge the top five supermodels.
As long as she didn't mess around, even if she changed her career to become a beauty blogger, she would still be able to make tens of millions of yuan a year within ten years.
Most supermodels were around the same age when they reached their peak.
There were many examples of people retiring from the A-list after five years and giving way to younger newcomers. It was incomparable to the career of a singer who could only produce one album for a lifetime.
Sheerah's high status was also a good thing for Luke's reconnaissance.
He flashed his badge and had the staff open the door. After activating Sharp Nose at the door of the dressing room for a moment, he knew what was going on.
There were only the scents of a few people inside, and most of them were still in the venue.
There was only an unfamiliar young girl, whose scent clearly didn't belong in this place.
There wasn't any makeup or high-end perfume in the scent, but rather the scent of a child from the slums, such as weed, cigarettes, alcohol, and the body odor of a man who hadn't showered in days.
This young girl was probably the "thief" who had stolen the diamond necklace.
Luke nodded and had the staff close the door. He also told them not to let anyone in, before he walked to the other side of the hallway.
After a few turns, he pushed open a small door and walked out. He looked at the sky and couldn't help but frown.
New York was gradually enveloped in a fine drizzle at night.
He picked up his badge and gestured at a staff member outside the door. "Were you here the whole time?"
The staff member frowned. "Yes."
Luke shook his head inwardly. He could clearly sense that the guy was hesitant, and was clearly lying.
He asked again, "Are you sure you didn't leave this entrance between twenty minutes and half an hour ago?"
The staff member's face was a little stiff. "No."
Luke glanced at the guy's crotch and sighed. "You didn't accidentally dirty your pants when you peed in the bathroom, did you?"
The staff member's face immediately collapsed. "W- what? I didn't, I didn't … "
Luke didn't say anything else and simply left.
He wasn't pretending or trying to scare the man by asking those questions; he just wanted to confirm if the staff member had colluded with someone else.
Judging from the man's emotional feedback, he had only taken the time to go to the bathroom once, which was very common.
But as a detective, he was only responsible for retrieving the necklace, and wasn't obligated to educate Victoria's Secret's employees.
After speaking to Selina on the comms, he disappeared into the drizzling back alley.
The light rain and breeze tore apart the scents in the air, including the scent of the little thief who had entered the makeup room.
If it had been when he had just acquired Sharp Nose, he wouldn't have been able to track her anymore, and would have had to give up like he did when he was tracking serial killer Stu Cooper.
But now, he could still give it a try.
In the absence of wind and rain, the scent lines that would have been complete turned into specks of foam on the rainy night. They quickly dwindled, but they didn't completely disappear.
The remnants of the scent were "dots."
As long as he connected the dots, he would be able to form a "line" that was close to the truth.
Luke began to jog at a high speed.
He wasn't afraid of making a mistake.
Even if he made a mistake, he would only need a few dozen meters to realize it.
As long as he immediately returned to the previous "dot" and made another choice, he would waste no more than five seconds each time he made a mistake.
Just like that, he reached a main road several hundred meters away from the venue in three minutes.
Luke frowned. The little thief's scent had disappeared here.
The last "dot" was on the side of the street, and none of the nearby doors had her scent.
So, it was very likely that she had gotten into a car here, which was why the scent had suddenly disappeared.
The car that had picked her up didn't have a very special scent, or it had driven here from somewhere else and left after picking up the little thief.
Without any scents to compare, Luke couldn't distinguish this car from the countless other cars that had passed by.
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