If it were any other detective, Sheerah probably wouldn't say a word. She was also afraid that rumors would spread before the case even started.
Luke asked, "So, what are you saying?"
Elsa said, "Find out why they're messing around in our district. It'll be best if we catch a few of them who are too restless and throw them in jail for a few months so that they'll behave themselves. "
Luke nodded. "As for Sheerah … Have you talked to her?"
"Yes, I've talked to her. Give me a call if you need any support, "Elsa said to the two as she watched Selina get up, looking as if she was about to go out to work.
Luke nodded. "Of course. You've always been our strong support, boss."
Elsa said, "… Just focus on the case, and don't be naughty."
Helpless, Luke put the paper bag in his hand on the desk. "You're making me unhappy to deliver the cake. Let's go. We'll keep in touch with you. "
The two of them walked out of the office, and Elsa quickly put the paper bag in the bottom drawer of her desk.
Luke had brought her cakes before, but she hadn't been promoted to team leader, and she hadn't moved to this small office, which had a glass partition. As a result, she had only been able to eat one every time, and the rest had been divided among her thick-skinned friends.
But she wasn't an idiot. She would hide the cakes for now and eat one when she was busy.
This was something that Selena had mentioned unintentionally when they were chatting.
Elsa could only sigh inwardly again. Luke treated his partner better than his wife. If she had been his partner a few years earlier, she probably wouldn't have had this stomach problem.
Luke didn't really care about it since he was doing it for his boss.
In any case, it didn't make much of a difference whether he baked thirty or fifty cakes at a time. It only took ten to fifteen minutes to finish the cake.
The cost of the ingredients couldn't even be compared to the cost of a fast food meal. However, for most Americans who were too lazy to cook, the cake was very valuable.
Even Selina couldn't stop praising it, so it definitely wouldn't be bad.
Of course, to make sure that Selina wouldn't get tired of the cake, Luke had found a lot of recipes online and changed them to two different flavors every day. It was hard for her to get tired of it.
He drove out of the police department and headed for Beverly Hills.
Now, he was the driver because Selina was responsible for organizing the information in the car and reading it to him. She was like half a secretary, so of course she couldn't drive.
Also, she was responsible for contacting Sheerah. She couldn't meet the famous singer without an appointment. She was very busy.
However, they were able to meet Sheerah today, probably because Elsa had arranged a meeting time for Luke and Luke had informed her in advance last night.
Luke reached Sheerah's villa with ease. He was going to show his police badge, but Sheerah stopped in front of him.
It had to be an ID, unlike the usual flashing of a police badge. A famous singer probably wouldn't pay for a minor detective's ticket.
In the end, he went in with a simple face scan.
He was rather surprised, even though he had seen the security guard at the door last time. He was the head of security who accompanied Sheerah and them to check the villa's perimeter.
Obviously, the head of security still remembered his face.
When he reached the building, Sheerah greeted him at the door, which made Luke even more curious. Was he that popular now? Sheerah probably didn't know that he had become more handsome, right?
After they chatted for a while, they entered the house. Not long after they sat down, Sheerah couldn't help but ask, "Is there … anything wrong with Bobby?"
Luke raised an eyebrow. "Did he harass you again?"
Sheerah quickly shook her head. "No, I haven't heard anything from him, so I …"
Luke chuckled.
This was a different version of the boot-throwing story.
She had been harassed many times, and one day, the man suddenly disappeared without a trace. Sheerah felt uneasy.
Of course, Sheerah wasn't suffering from Stockholm syndrome. She just wanted to make sure that Bobby was still under Luke's control.
"I found something for him to do. He'll probably be busy for the next few months, so don't worry," said Luke.
Sheerah was greatly relieved, but then realized that it was too obvious. She hurriedly asked, "What would you like to drink? Coffee or something else? Meryl, introduce the drinks here to the two detectives. "
Luke asked, "Do you have green tea? If you do, I'll have a cup. If you don't, bottled soda will do. "
Selina said, "Milk tea or cappuccino will do."
Hearing that, Meryl nodded respectfully and went to the kitchen to prepare the drinks.
Without further ado, Luke said, "Ms. Sheerah …"
Sheerah raised her hand. "There's no need to be so polite. You work for Elsa and did me a great favor, so you're my friend. Just call me Sheerah."
After a brief silence, Luke nodded. "Okay, Sheerah. Let's get down to business. What's up with those drug dealers? Are you sure you don't know them? "
Sheerah quickly shook her head. "No, I …"
She hesitated for a long time before she said in a low voice, "Earlier, well, you know how bothering I was about Bobby, right? I …"
Luke quickly nodded and interrupted her. "I know. So? "
Sheerah said, "But I really didn't get in touch with them, nor did I run into WD36. Oh, it was Elsa who told me a little about them. I'm sure I didn't mess with them. "
Luke and Selina looked at each other and didn't really believe him.
Humans were very strange creatures.
Even if they didn't have to, they often lied unconsciously.
Maybe it was just because they suddenly didn't want to talk about something, or simply because they were bored, that they would distort the truth and change their memories in the end.
That was also why the police emphasized time limits when investigating cases.
The more time passed, the more unreliable the memories of the witnesses who provided important clues would be.
Luke thought for a moment and asked, "Then, do you have any suspects? I'm talking about people you know or think might get you into trouble, including but not limited to acquaintances, neighbors, and friends. "
Sheerah hesitated again. In the meantime, Meryl gave them green tea and cappuccino, and they each had a few sips. After Meryl returned to the kitchen, Sheerah said in an even lower voice, "I suspect that they were attracted by a house not far away."
Luke was surprised. Was there really such a suspect?
Sheerah kept her voice low, as if she were afraid that someone would hear her. "That house seems to be where the daughter of the Tiger Foundation's CEO lives."
Luke and Selina were lost for words. It couldn't be a coincidence, could it?
Of course, Luke had told Selina about Katie's death, and about the trouble that Jenny, the daughter of the Tiger Foundation's CEO, had caused.
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