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On the screen, Luke's beautiful hair was still there. It didn't stand up or suddenly wither.
All right! Every time he added a point to his Mental Strength, he would always have this worry.
It was all because a certain bald boss's image was too bald.
He looked at his attributes: Strength 40, Agility 20, Spirit 16.
As someone with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, it was truly gratifying that Luke was able to make up for his last shortcoming in a few days.
With that thought in mind, he got up and went to the workshop, where he began to work overtime happily.
The next day, the two of them didn't go to the police station. Instead, they went directly to the investigation site.
He had also been warned by Elsa yesterday not to get involved with the Elsworth Family.
That was because Old Elsworth had said that he wanted to find the mastermind behind the series of violent attacks against his family.
What Elsa meant was that while Luke was only investigating a case, and had nothing to do with the mastermind behind the attack on the Elsworths' two sons, there was a high chance that this antique bigshot would be caught in the crossfire when he got angry.
Luke could only nod his head repeatedly, expressing his boss's wisdom.
Today, the two of them could only investigate a trivial case like the bank robbery.
Los Angeles was a city of crime. On average, there were three robberies of banks or armored trucks every day. The number of robberies each year was higher than the number of members of the Major Crimes Division in Los Angeles.
Therefore, this was really a trivial case.
As long as the robbers didn't kill anyone, they would be released in a few years.
They drove to a bank. It was a small bank called LAFF. As for the First Financial Bank of Los Angeles, Luke didn't take it seriously.
From the amount of cash that was robbed yesterday, one could roughly estimate the size of this bank.
Yesterday, two masked robbers with revolvers had broken into the bank that had just opened for business and robbed … Well, 3,756 dollars in cash.
There were no casualties, and no additional property damage. If the clerk had been a little slower, he would've been able to get rid of the two robbers with only two thousand dollars.
However, this was a robbery.
The Major Crimes Division was originally called the Robbery and Homicide Division, so this case was indeed under their jurisdiction.
Luke and Selina stopped the car next to the bank and walked in with the scattered customers.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the bank.
The two of them looked at each other and quickened their pace. They passed through the side walkway and entered the main entrance.
Sure enough, there was another robbery.
Selina was about to take out her gun, but Luke stopped her with a strange expression. "Wait, this guy is holding … a water gun."
"O!"
Although it was not uncommon to rob a bank with a replica gun, and there were even people who robbed with a toy gun that was not a replica, it was the first time the two of them had encountered such a strange robbery.
She saw a black man wearing black stockings standing in front of the counter. He waved his hand angrily to stop the middle-aged woman from taking out money from the counter. "Wait, wait, do you think I'm here for money?"
The customers shivered and hid far away. If it's not for the money, why did you bring a gun in? Could it be … for the sake of his dreams?
The masked man with the replica water gun said angrily, "Do you think I'm such a lowly person? I'm here with a gun for the useless cash in your drawer? I-I want a goddamn job! Do you hear me, you b * tch? "
Luke and Selina were speechless.
The customers: "…"
"After I spend some money, I'll be poor again. But as long as you give me a job, I'll be able to accumulate valuable work experience, which will make my resume more convincing. So, cut the crap and tell me, where's the manager? I want this damned job! "The masked robber spoke with conviction.
Everybody, including Luke and Selina, was dumbfounded.
The female employee subconsciously looked at a man in a suit who was cowering in a corner not far away.
The masked robber looked over and pointed the water gun in his hand. "You're the manager?"
The middle-aged man in the suit nodded desperately. "Yes, yes."
The masked robber pointed the gun at him unceremoniously. "Now, give me a job that only requires me to work forty hours a week, with annual leave and insurance …"
Everybody: "…"
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He gestured at Selina and quickly stepped forward to take the water gun from this ambitious and positive "robber."
"I'm sorry, but shouldn't you show your degree certificate or a resume for this kind of job?" As he spoke, he weighed the water gun in his hand and said with a smile, "This thing doesn't look like a degree certificate."
The robber: "…"
Everybody: "…"
The farce ended just like that.
While waiting for the patrol officers to arrive, Luke played with the water gun in his hand and asked with a smile, "You're quite creative, aren't you? Robbing a job with a water gun that requires you to work forty hours a week, with paid leave and insurance? We all want this job, okay? "
The "robber" whose black stockings had already been pulled up was full of despair. "What can I do? Nobody is willing to offer me a job. I've tried my best to apply, but I have a criminal record. My daughter is only one year old, and I need a job to buy her formula and diapers. "
After a brief silence, Luke said, "But you can't rob … a job with your daughter's toy gun, right?"
Embarrassed for a moment, the robber said in a low voice, "That's the toy of a neighbor's kid. I 'took' it from him on my way out."
Luke and Selina thought to themselves, "You even stole a water gun from a kid? You've really made a fortune through hard work."
Ten minutes later, the patrol officers arrived and took away the "robber" who was too eager to "rob" a job.
In the car, Selina couldn't help but smile. "Speaking of which, if he's so ambitious, why doesn't he start from the bottom? Don't tell me he's crazy? "
Luke didn't think it was a big deal. "Maybe he tried, but it didn't work out. He has a criminal record. It's impossible for these people to find a light job as a bank clerk. "
Selina thought for a moment and agreed.
When these people were released on parole, their parole officers could arrange jobs for them, but those jobs were basically low-paid handymen at the bottom.
Even so, 2,030% of their salary would still be deducted. This wasn't a tax, but an unspoken rule.
It went without saying whose pockets these 20% or 30% of their salary would end up in.
People with criminal records were always more likely to commit crimes again. This wasn't just because of one reason.
However, this weird "robber" wouldn't go to jail this time.
Firstly, he didn't hurt anyone, and secondly, it was just a toy gun. In the end, he was still going to "rob" a job.
Let's set a small goal first.
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