They were four women who had just entered the country, and seemed to be models from Brazil.
Luke wasn't affected at all as he listened on the side. He even felt like laughing.
After that, Berit announced that it was time to call it a day and go home. Only a few of the team members continued to monitor Sergei from a distance.
Luke and Elsa returned to their desks.
Elsa was also puzzled. "What's wrong with Sergei? He went out like this just to meet with those four women? It's just a few models, isn't it? "
Luke chuckled. "More than that."
Elsa's eyes glittered. "Did you notice something?"
Luke said, "They're four models with long legs. It feels like everything below their necks are legs."
Elsa was lost for words. "… Boy, are you happy that you're being naughty?"
Luke chuckled. In fact, he didn't really have a clue.
Sergei's behavior was weird, but there were too many uncertainties for him to overthink it.
This was Berit's job, and he just had to wait for an opportunity.
Berit was a little stunned by Sergei's weird behavior, and could only wait for another opportunity.
Luke and Elsa were on vacation again.
Luke took the bus again and roamed the streets of New York.
Two days later, when he got off the bus and was wondering if he should go and deal with another group of drug dealers, a fiery red BMW 760Li rushed past him like a gust of wind.
Luke was stunned.
The car was beautiful and fast, but … wasn't he downtown? Wasn't he afraid of getting a ticket for driving so fast?
But a moment later, he didn't have any more questions.
Police sirens blared behind him, and seven or eight NYPD police cars rushed past him, chasing after the fiery red BMW 760Li.
Luke was enlightened. So, they had been hiding from the police all along! There was no telling if they were street racers.
Thinking that, Luke grew curious.
He then analyzed the smell that he had picked up with Sharp Nose, and tried to figure out what was going on with the red BMW.
Luke had a strange expression on his face. "Women? And one, two, three, four women. Did they just shoot? "
Thinking about the case, Luke returned to the police department.
When he saw Elsa, he casually greeted her and asked, "By the way, I saw a fiery red BMW being chased by a group of police cars this afternoon. What's going on?"
Elsa shook her head. "I don't know. There's no TV here."
Luke shrugged and didn't think too much of it. He returned to his apartment with Elsa.
When they walked out of the police station, they happened to be walking at the same speed as the two police officers. They heard the two police officers talking, "Let's not talk about how brave those robbers are. The key is that they have good cars and good driving skills. Several police stations dispatched thirty to forty police cars, but they couldn't stop them. "
Another officer curled his lip. "Don't you know what he's driving? That's a BMW 760Li. It's much better than our broken police car. Isn't it natural that it can run? "
The officer in front was unconvinced. "If I give you an F1, can you run more than 100 km/h in the city? I can. "
The officer at the back seemed to think it made sense. "Well, their driving skills are really good, so it's not surprising that we didn't catch them, right?"
The officer in front said, "Of course."
Luke listened on the side and couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, what exactly did that red BMW do? I saw the police cars chasing it this afternoon. "
The officer looked at him but didn't say anything.
Luke took out his badge and said, "I'm a police officer too. I'm just curious. Also … this incident will probably be on TV, right? "
The officer agreed, and said, "It's a bunch of bank robbers. They just robbed a bank on West 29th Street in Manhattan and made off with more than three million in cash."
Luke was surprised. "How many of them are there?"
The officer thought for a moment and realized that it couldn't be kept a secret, since the TV stations had already been broadcasting it. "Four."
Luke nodded. "Okay, thank you."
After they left the police department, Elsa looked at him strangely. "Why are you so concerned about the robbers?"
Luke said with a subtle expression, "I have a bold idea, but I can't say for sure yet."
Returning to his apartment, he watched the report on TV. Looking at the four robbers robbing a bank, Luke wondered if it was possible.
NYPD wouldn't allow them to get involved in Sergei's arrest, and could only watch.
But … Sergei probably wasn't responsible for the robbery, was he?
The next day, Luke went to Manhattan, where the robbery had taken place yesterday.
In the end, when he was still on the bus, he saw a familiar fiery red BMW rushing past him with a swoosh.
Then, a series of police cars followed behind them, yelling loudly.
Luke was amused. So, the robbers were at odds with the police officers? Why were they chasing cars so early in the morning?
He pressed the button, and the driver opened the door at the next stop. Luke quickly got out.
He looked around, only to see that the place was crowded. It was impossible to get a cab in New York right now.
Suddenly, a boy who was about eighteen years old rode a bike past him unhurriedly.
Luke grabbed him, and the boy was almost pulled out of the car. He looked at Luke in fright.
Luke asked, "How much did you pay for your bike?"
The boy said, "It's a Giant orc3300. I bought it for 379 dollars last year." He was completely reciting the information, mainly because Luke was too intimidating right now.
Luke quickly took out four hundred dollars from his pocket and said, "Then I'll buy it."
Shoving the money into the boy's hand, he got on his bike and left.
Stunned for a moment, the boy called out, "Wait, my bag … Uh, thanks."
Luke, however, heard him and saw a bag hanging from the frame of the bike.
He grabbed it and casually tossed it backward. It landed right in front of the boy.
Without thinking, the boy subconsciously caught it. Looking at the four hundred dollars in his hand, he was stunned. "Huh? Did I make a profit?"
He had been riding for more than a year, and he had sold it for twenty dollars more than the original price. Of course he made a profit.
Luke, however, was already speeding up.
Of course, a bike couldn't compete with a car, but he wasn't going to race the robbers. All he needed to do was follow the red BMW 760Li.
Based on yesterday's robbery, the robbers would shake off the police in ten minutes at most.
During the morning rush hour, the longer they stayed on the road, the easier it would be for them to get caught. The robbers weren't that stupid.
Based on the other party's speed, the average speed was around 100 kilometers per hour, so they could at most drive 20 to 30 kilometers per hour in ten minutes.
The Giant orc3300 he was riding was an entry-level road bike. With his 28 Strength, it would take him twenty to thirty kilometers in twenty minutes.
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