After the system appeared, Luke grew more and more fond of guns.
Guns were weapons that he could use openly for a long time, especially after he had Tony Stark's modification abilities. It wasn't hard for him to make his own guns.
Compared with the sports car modification that Tony had played with at the beginning, gun modification was like an instinct that flowed through a certain playboy's veins.
Starting with Howard Stark, the father of a certain childe, who was also a playboy, a large number of their inventions were aimed at fighting, and the last iron armor was even more so.
Although Tony Stark eventually closed his company's weapons department, he became better and better at developing weapons himself. That was a talent rooted in the Stark family.
Luke didn't have that talent, but it wasn't hard for him to make guns with Tony's abilities.
After making two special pistols for himself, he didn't stop making other guns.
As a detective, it was easy to use a pistol openly, but it was impossible to carry a rifle on duty every day.
These guns were definitely weapons that only vigilantes would use. He had to make them himself, and couldn't leave any records of them in the outside world.
Also, like pistols, these guns had to be made for different purposes. It wasn't just a matter of making a single gun.
Looking at the increasing number of self-made guns in his inventory, Luke still enjoyed it, even though he complained that he was asking for it.
He hadn't liked these things before because he wasn't capable, just like how people who weren't smart didn't like to read.
Now that he was capable enough, it was a boy's dream to make all kinds of big toys with his own hands and use them to defeat opponents.
These toys included, but weren't limited to, guns, robots, cars, planes, and small hooks.
It was a busy night. Selina was asleep, and he was up before Selina got up.
After making a simple and convenient Western-style breakfast, he called Selina over.
After they ate, Luke gestured at her and said, "You have to work hard today. Here's your dessert."
Selina finished her sandwich in two bites and opened the box. "Is this … matcha cake?"
Luke nodded. "It's your first time making it. If you like it, you can try other matcha-flavored desserts in the future. If you don't like it, you can have this one today."
Selina broke off a small piece and stuffed it into her mouth. "Mmm, mmm, mmm. It tastes pretty good. I can eat it every few days."
Luke said, "It seems you don't really like the taste. I'll make it less in the future."
Selina: "… Darling, you're so sweet."
Luke said, "That's fine. Cook as much as you can. Just don't slack off during training."
Selina immediately pulled a long face. "Can you not talk about such a heavy topic so early in the morning?"
Luke said, "Okay, I'll tell you after work in the afternoon."
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Today, Selina packed all the matcha cakes and divided them into multiple portions in brown paper bags.
Since Luke had said that he could change her taste, she could use these desserts that didn't really suit her taste to build a relationship with her colleagues at the bureau.
Selina was very skilled at this.
She was a woman, and a great beauty at that. She was cheerful and generous, so it was not awkward for her to send warmth.
Luke, on the other hand, was usually polite and courteous, but there was always a sense of distance when he interacted with most people, and he rarely did things like sending warmth to the community.
Naturally, Selina had to fill in the gap and complete her daily task of building friendliness with her colleagues in the division.
At the police department, Selina began to distribute the desserts.
They had always come to the police department at the same time as everyone else. Seventy to eighty percent of the detectives in the division were already there when they arrived.
Each brown paper bag contained four cakes, which was the quota for a team of detectives.
Luke didn't leave. He simply smiled and responded to his colleagues who thanked him at his desk.
After Selina finished delivering the desserts, they went to Elsa's office together.
Elsa teased him. "Hey, there's nothing left for me."
Luke chuckled and closed the door. Selina took out two paper bags from her bag and gave them to him. "Boss, here's your and Boss Dustin's desserts for lunch."
Elsa quickly put them away and said, "You did a good job yesterday. Even Director Brad praised you."
Luke and Selina weren't moved at all, and were even rather bored.
This wasn't Houston. They weren't isolated and helpless.
It couldn't be said that everyone in the Westside Police Department was a friend. People who thought that were too naive.
But it was true that they didn't have many enemies.
Their direct superior, Elsa, Dustin, the director, and Deputy Director Condra wouldn't make things difficult for them, and would even make things easier for them when necessary.
Life here was much better than in Houston.
Elsa simply said that they couldn't be left out.
Although the two of them were too young and were not in a hurry to be promoted, no one liked their efforts being ignored.
"You're going to investigate the two cases in Wever today, right?" asked Elsa.
Other detectives might take a break because they had just solved an important case, but not these two.
Luke nodded. "Let's get to know the situation first. That case might be tricky."
Elsa nodded. "That's right. If we don't find any leads in three days, the case will be handed over to the FBI. "
Selina found that odd. "Huh? Is it the work of a serial killer? "
The cases that the FBI usually intervened in were either major ones or serial cases that involved a lot of people and places.
Since this case didn't have much of an impact, it could only be a serial case.
Elsa shook her head. "I'm not sure, but Dustin already told me to be careful and not step into any trouble."
Luke frowned. "Trouble?"
Elsa and Luke were indeed close, and she didn't hide it at all. "The FBI has confirmed the time. They'll send someone to take over the case in three days."
Luke simply nodded. "What's the department's opinion?" He actually didn't really care.
Elsa shook her head. "The department has no objections. If the FBI wants to take over the case, so be it."
Luke got it.
They wouldn't get anything out of it, and the Wever case wouldn't have any impact. The department was simply showing their support for the FBI, and doing them a favor.
"Then let's go take a look first." Luke gave an all-purpose answer.
Elsa nodded to show that she understood.
After confirming this, the two of them left the office and returned to their own desks. Elizabeth raised her head from the desk next to hers and gave Selina a questioning look.
Selina said, "That's enough, Elizabeth. You can come over. There's no need to flirt with me. "
Elizabeth rose with a smile, not minding Selina's words. "Thank you for the cake, Selina."
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