Listening to the address, Luke nodded to show that he remembered it.
The purple-haired girl asked, "You … won't leak our identities, will you?"
Luke shook his head and typed again, "Maybe we're the same kind of people. If I want you dead, I don't need to say your name. Also, I can provide you with some technical support. "
The purple-haired girl asked curiously, "What kind of support?"
Luke gestured at the thing in his hand and typed, "For example, this thing in my hand can solve the problem of locking onto your voices through technical means."
The purple-haired girl asked, "For me?"
After a brief silence, Luke typed, "Business is business. I don't really care about money, but making these things costs money. It's like robbing drug dealers and taking their cash for enjoyment. "
The purple-haired girl realized that it made sense. She then heard her father's message through the earpiece, so she said, "We can pay. But how do we do it? "
Luke scratched his head as he thought that.
It was easy for a bank transfer to be exposed, especially in a major case. If the bank account was under surveillance, they wouldn't dare withdraw the money even if they had the money.
In the end, Luke typed helplessly, "Put it on my tab."
The purple-haired girl was lost for words. What's wrong with you? It's a business on credit, and it's a business that only has a verbal agreement. Aren't you afraid that we'll go back on our word?
Luke typed, "What do you think? If you're willing, there's a forum in the innermost section. If you need anything, you can leave a message in the military section. I'll also give you the password for the message. "
The purple-haired girl said, "… Okay, deal."
Luke nodded and fiddled with the fake phone for a moment before he typed in a website.
He then typed the last sentence and threw the phone over. "This is for you to try out. There are some interesting functions in it. Remember to order it from me if you find it useful. Quality and quantity are guaranteed, and we are honest with young and old. "
After that, Luke walked to the roof and jumped down.
The purple-haired loli nimbly took the fake phone and ran over to take a look. She found that the black figure was nimbly descending from the various supports outside the house. Soon, he reached the ground floor and disappeared into the dark alley.
She turned around and looked at the roof, and her father's voice rang out in her earpiece. "Let's go. We'll talk when we get back."
A moment later, amidst the faint sound of an alarm, two figures, one big and one small, disappeared from the rooftop.
Walking through the dilapidated building in the dark, Luke changed back into his hoodie in a dark corner. He then tossed the wig, cloak, hat, mask, clothes, and boots into an empty oil barrel. He then poured in a bottle of gasoline and lit it up. He watched as the pile of items slowly melted in the flames.
He found a few broken pieces of wood from the side and threw them inside, letting the empty oil barrel continue to burn. Only then did he quietly leave.
Not far away, a homeless man opened his eyes in a daze. "Who is it? It's so annoying to waste fuel at night. "
With that, he turned around and continued to sleep.
It was half past one in the morning when Luke returned to his apartment. He checked carefully to make sure that he hadn't left any clues or items behind, before he took off his clothes and took a shower.
Looking at the harvest tonight, he was very satisfied.
[Mission: Eliminate the drug dealers and destroy the illegal drugs. Completed.]
Total experience: 1,000.
Contribution rate: 60%. EXP + 600. Credit + 600
He had earned a lot of experience and credit points from this mission, but his contribution rate was low.
Although the other party had killed three people, he had killed five of them, including their leader. Even if Damon and Mindy hadn't taken action, he would've basically completed the cleanup, but he only took 60% of the credit.
The name of the mission: Destroy the Illegal Drugs!
He hadn't done it. It must've been Mindy's doing.
So, his contribution rate was mainly from the cleanup, which was why it was low.
Maybe he would've gained one or two hundred experience and credit points by destroying the illegal drugs.
He had to remember that. Next time he cleaned up the drug dealers, he had to finish the job as soon as possible.
With that in mind, he gradually fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Elsa knocked on his door. "Luke, let's go early. The operation will take place in a couple of days."
Luke nodded and woke up drowsily.
He quickly washed up and put on a set of comfortable sportswear. When he left, Bell happened to be playing with her precious taxi.
Luke felt a chill run down his spine as he watched.
Can you imagine a woman touching a car as if it were her own son? That was pretty much what Bell looked like right now.
Luke asked, "Bell, can you give us a ride with your baby? Oh, I'm not talking about Jessie. "
Bell smiled. "I know. Jessie is my sweetheart, and this is my baby." She patted the hood of the car as she spoke.
Luke asked, "So, are you going to drive?"
Bell said, "Of course, as long as you pay."
Luke asked, "Have I ever owed you for a ride?"
Bell said, "No. Get in. Are you in a hurry? "
Elsa quickly interjected, "Normal speed is fine."
She had overslept the day before, and when she woke up, she saw that Bell was going to drive, so she told her to drive faster, as she didn't lack money.
Then … Elsa, a strong woman, threw up.
When Bale raced, he didn't even look like he was driving a car. Instead, he looked like he was piloting a plane. He sped through the streets, dashing left and right.
Elsa had checked the license plate after she got out of the car, and it indeed wasn't the one she had gotten in with.
At that time, Elsa couldn't have been more impressed by Luke.
With Bell's driving skills, she would be a great weapon for Elsa if she wanted to chase down a suspect in New York.
More importantly, Bell wasn't scared of a ticket. After all, her license plate could be changed at any time.
Ten minutes later, Luke and Elsa arrived at their destination.
Bell high-fived Luke and said goodbye with a smile, and Elsa couldn't help but smile bitterly.
She found it strange that Luke, a white young man, got along so well with a black female driver.
Sitting down at his desk at the police department, Luke finally started to pay attention to Sergei's case.
It wasn't because he wasn't paying attention, but because Berit hadn't given them a specific plan of action, and asking Elsa was pointless.
It was impossible for him to investigate the case on his own, and the operation had to be carried out under NYPD's command.
If Luke were to arrest Sergei on his own, Berit would throw him into NYPD's custody as well.
Luke flipped through the files that Elsa had sorted out in the past few days, which contained the results of NYPD's investigation on Sergei.
The situation was neither good nor bad.
Sergei's gang was a problem, but it wasn't the most troublesome gang.
There was no telling what LAPD had offered, but NYPD had decided to wipe out the gang and hand Sergei over to LAPD for interrogation.
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