Elsa was enlightened.
It was obvious that Luke was a regular here, and he wasn't short of money.
It was impossible to find private rooms in American restaurants, and the "private dining room" that Luke was talking about was extremely rare.
By reserving a meal, they could determine the amount of money they had to spend in advance, and ensure that the 20% service charge was generous enough.
That wasn't a problem.
That was because they would be spending more money and enjoying better service, just like the different cabins on an airplane.
But at the same price, they couldn't offer such "private rooms," because it would be unfair and discriminating against customers who couldn't get a private room.
Since Donald hadn't eaten yet, Elsa ordered for him.
Luke, on the other hand, ordered a lot of food for Selina. After all, he could eat whatever she didn't like.
If he didn't like it, he could always pack it up for Dustin.
After the food was served, they didn't talk as usual, but filled their stomachs first.
After they finished eating, they chatted over their drinks.
Neither party intended to keep their cases a secret. It seemed that the two cases would soon become unsolved cases. If they talked now, they might find some clues.
After all, the two cases had a lot of overlap.
For example, Margaret and the girl who died of an overdose were both USC students, although they weren't in the same class or grade, and didn't even know each other.
For example, the apartment building used to belong to William Johnson, and the girl died in that apartment. William didn't have a good reputation for being a tenant.
That gave Donald a new idea, but they still didn't have any leads on Elsa and Luke's cases.
As usual, they packed up the rest of the stuff and went their separate ways.
Donald and Selina were going to the apartment building. The girl's death in William Johnson's apartment was too similar to William's way of driving people away.
Elsa and Luke returned to the police department to see if they could find any leads.
Elsa also gave Dustin a free lunch. It was only a little past one, and Dustin was probably busy and hadn't eaten yet.
She couldn't help but be amused when she gave Dustin lunch.
She hadn't been so good at flattery before. While she was close to Dustin, it was only for work. After all, she wasn't a gentle and considerate woman.
But after she became Luke's partner, she had somehow been giving him a lot of warmth. She was speechless.
They didn't go out again in the afternoon, and simply stayed in the police department.
Elsa discussed the situation with Luke as she searched for intelligence.
But soon, both of them could only shake their heads.
There were too many people who wanted William Johnson dead.
From civilians to gangsters, to competing real estate groups, it was easy to find 30 to 50 suspects who could do something to him, and this was only the information that could be found on the surface.
Only God knew how many bad things William Johnson had done in private and how many enemies he had made.
However, both of them felt that it was more likely to be a gang killing.
Because there was a rather mysterious piece of information that said so.
When William was killed, the two high-class socialites beside him said that someone seemed to have leaped over from the skylight, and then William was shot in the top of his head.
This piece of information was, of course, nonsensical, but it was still noted down.
It was mainly because the two courtesans had said so, and William had indeed been shot in the top of his head, not the face or the side.
But … flying over a car that was traveling at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, and then shooting William in the head through the open sunroof?
This was simply a fantasy!
Elsa didn't believe it. Luke, on the other hand, had a subtle expression on his face.
Normal people couldn't do it, but what about extraordinary humans?
Luke pondered and made up his mind to beat around the bush and make Elsa give up as soon as possible.
There was a high possibility that this case involved supernatural powers.
The other party had been ruthless and efficient to blow up William Johnson's head in one shot.
If Elsa really found out something, the other party might as well blow up her head too.
She was Luke's designated boss, and would play an important role in his life as a detective in the future.
As long as he worked efficiently, Luke was confident that he could get her to give him more power.
By then, he would be able to devote most of his energy to his work as a vigilante, and he could also use the police department's resources to support the vigilantes' operations.
It would be too much of a waste of time if he got a new boss who gave him orders every day.
While he was busy, Luke's phone suddenly rang.
His expression changed.
He had specially modified his phone, and there were a few special ringtones.
This ringtone meant that Selina had encountered an emergency, and it was a rather dangerous one. She had sent a distress signal.
He put on his earphones and quickly pressed play on his phone. It was a recording from Selina.
It was a function similar to WeChat, in case he didn't have his phone with him when Selina asked for help.
Selina said anxiously, "We ran into a terrifying gunman in William Johnson's apartment building. Come here! "
Luke grabbed his keys and ran.
Elsa was stunned. "What are you doing?"
Luke said, "Selina and Selina ran into a very good gunman in William's apartment building."
Surprised, Elsa hesitated for a moment, but still ran after him.
It didn't seem to have anything to do with her, but that wasn't necessarily the case.
It was William Johnson's apartment building. The strange incident might have something to do with William's death.
Both Elsa and Luke knew the address of the apartment building. After all, they had talked about the case with Donald and Selina at noon.
On the other hand, Luke had already driven out of the parking lot in his car.
At that moment, he couldn't be happier that he had learned Elementary Driving.
The police lights flashed and the siren blared. His car sped down the street.
Selina's case had taken place in the police department's jurisdiction, and the apartment building wasn't far from the police department.
Seven minutes later, Luke's car reached the apartment building.
After getting out of the car, he turned off the siren and kept the lights on as he dashed into the apartment building.
After entering, he quickly approached Selina's location.
Naturally, he had left a surveillance camera on Selina, not to keep an eye on her, but to locate her in case of an emergency.
However, with his keen hearing, he already heard gunshots. They weren't very intense, but there was one every now and then.
Luke activated Sharp Nose, and soon realized that things weren't good.
The smell of Donald's blood was in the air.
He soon reached the fourth floor, and his gun was already in his hand. Bang!
Bang!
Without any hesitation, he fired twice, and a man who had just stuck his head out of the staircase shrank back.
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