A few minutes later, Selina was eating ham and cheese bread and drinking milk. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's this?"
Luke said, "Opella. I noticed that you and Elsa are quite fond of tiramisu. It also tastes like chocolate and coffee, but it's a little troublesome to make. "
Actually, it wasn't just troublesome; it was a pain in the ass.
Luke was the only one who had worked so hard and deliberately experimented repeatedly as a way to control his emotions. That was why he had stayed up for more than two hours to finally produce this batch of products that barely passed the test.
Now, he could add another classic dish to Selina's dessert recipe, which would be killing two birds with one stone.
Before Selina could say anything, Luke had already put a small plate of opella cake in front of her. "Don't eat too much, or you'll get sick of it."
Selina was speechless. "How is that possible? I'll never get sick of these sweet and bitter things. They're a gift from God. "
Luke was lost for words. "… Do I need to remind you that I stayed up all night to make them, not something God created?"
Selina said, "I'm talking about my taste buds and the fact that I won't get fat no matter how much I eat, okay?"
Looking at Luke's expression, she immediately added, "Of course, I have to thank you the most, darling."
A foodie's desire to survive was quite strong! Luke was amused.
After Selina finished breakfast, they went to work.
After wandering around the police department, they had to let Elsa know about the case they were working on so that she could be prepared.
Elsa simply nodded to show that she understood. She gestured for them to wait for a moment before she picked up the phone and spoke.
A moment later, she gestured at the door of the lobby. "Do you see that? Your compatriot is waiting for you."
Luke and Selina looked over, and were sure that the man was a Texan.
"Who's he?" asked Luke.
Elsa said, "A Texas ranger. He's here specifically for Mark and Owen's case." She had been informing the man on the phone.
Luke and Selina introduced the man to each other, before they went to the morgue in the forensics department.
Samuel Petri, that was the name of the old white man.
Of course, it was a little too much to call him an old man, but this middle-aged man who was almost fifty years old, wearing a white cowboy hat, and had a big belly did indeed look old.
He was a Texas Ranger, a member of the state police.
At the same time, Samuel was also the boss of the victim in the case.
These two cases alone showed why Luke felt that Roger and Martin's cases were tricky.
As a capable DEA agent, Palmer had been lucky enough to escape three times in a row when she was shot.
The Texas State Patrol officer named Mark Owen, who was lying on the autopsy table, was not so lucky.
Three days ago, Patrolman Mark escorted a murder suspect, Wade Davis, back to Texas for trial, but was ambushed on a secluded road not long after leaving the city.
Mark was shot three times and died on the spot. The suspect was nowhere to be found.
"Mark was a good kid, so I'm here to take him home." Looking at the pale Mark on the bed, Samuel took off his hat and put it on his chest.
After a brief silence, he continued, "I'd like to say that it was right to fight back against criminals, but …" He stared at the young face not far away with sorrow on his calm face.
Luke also sighed. "But it wasn't the best choice."
He then stretched out his hand. "My condolences."
Samuel shook hands with him, and then with Selina, who also said, "My condolences."
Scorsese, the black forensic doctor, said, "All the forensic results will be out in two days." It was obvious that he was working overtime on the case.
The three of them nodded.
Luke said, "Let's talk outside."
A moment later, the two of them watched Samuel's broad back as he left.
Selina shook her head with a bitter smile. "A Texas ranger?"
Luke knew what she was sighing about. "Their motto is: one ranger in a riot."
Looking at each other with bitter smiles, they went out to investigate the case.
The person Mark was escorting was a murder suspect and a major real estate developer in Texas. There was no doubt that he was rich.
The Texas Ranger Police had only sent one police car and one trooper to escort such a suspect all the way back to the police station.
How careless of them.
After going through the files in the department and communicating with a team of detectives who had helped with the case, Luke and Selina left at noon. A car was already waiting for them at the entrance.
When Luke passed by, he waved at the female officer in the other car and signaled for her to set off. The two cars would go for lunch first.
Lunch was quick, but it allowed the two teams to exchange information in advance, and it was easier to communicate in a less formal setting.
After a quick lunch, the four people in the two cars arrived at the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department.
Luke frowned when he walked into the lobby.
It was a mess here, and a lot of people were moving quickly and shouting.
He gave a slight nod to the other team of detectives who had come with him. Sonia Bailey, the black female detective, brought her partner to the front desk and explained their purpose of coming.
The female officer at the front desk looked at Sonia's partner in surprise. "Alessandro Cruz? I have to thank you for helping me win fifty bucks, because I bet you'll come in again. Fine, what did you do this time? "
Sonia's expression didn't change. "That's right. He did the stupidest thing in the world — he became an LAPD officer."
The female officer said, "… I know that it's getting harder and harder for LAPD to recruit new people, but this … is ridiculous." She had a mocking and disdainful expression on her face, and she picked up her phone, as if she didn't want to talk to them at all.
Sonia said calmly, "We're investigating the murder of an officer. So, we can wait until you're done with this important call before you answer our questions."
The female officer paused and put down the phone awkwardly. "I'm sorry. How can I help you? "
Sonia said, "Two days ago, a suspect named Wade Davis was handed over to the Texas state troopers. We'd like to know who was responsible for the transfer."
The female officer said, "Then you'll have to look for Lila Jones. She was on duty two days ago."
Sonia asked, "Where are we going to look for her?"
The female officer pointed at a corner of the lobby. "She just went to Big Nick's office."
Luke observed the situation as he listened to their conversation. He suddenly asked, "What happened here?"
The female officer was stunned. "You're …"
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