After they got into the car, Selina told Luke to take a detour to the bakery first. She would pay for the snacks today.
Gold Nugget nodded in satisfaction and praised her for her self-awareness.
Luke took out his phone. "I'll ask Lucy if they're open today."
After the earthquake last night, many shops would definitely be affected and might not be open today.
After a few words, he hung up and stepped on the gas. "The good news is that they're open as usual today."
Selina knew that there was more to say, and she played along. "The bad news is …"
"Their shop is full today. If we're late, we'll have to buy flour and sugar from the shop and make them ourselves." Luke smiled bitterly.
After he stopped using his identity as the Ghost Butcher, his cooking time had plummeted, and he didn't want to make pastries that were too time-consuming and laborious.
But he was going to reward Gold Nugget today, and the ordinary pastries he made clearly couldn't be used as a reward.
Lucy was a waitress at the bakery that they frequented the most.
This bakery was relatively expensive, and business was usually tepid. There was rarely a long line.
But today, there probably weren't many bakeries in Los Angeles that were open as usual.
Gold Nugget began to whine.
It was also very picky, and knew very well the difference between this shop and a regular bakery.
It didn't want to eat pig swill at all.
Luke smiled. "That's enough. Lucy left a whole tiramisu in the kitchen for us. She guessed that we might need it today. "
Selina snorted. "Oh, she even took that into consideration for you. Tell me, how many times has she given you her phone number? "
Luke said with a smile, "I got her number the second time we went. Have you forgotten? We bought more than a hundred pastries in the shop that time, and we became her big customers. "
Selina was speechless.
As soon as he said that, she remembered.
Even when Luke was on a business trip, she used Luke's VIP customers to go to the bakery, and Lucy was just as enthusiastic.
After all, Luke's family of three big eaters had astonishing purchasing power. They made Lucy's sales come in advance every month, and she smoothly received a hefty bonus.
Of course, Luke wasn't stupid enough to tell Selina that Lucy had called him a few times in private to ask him out for coffee that night.
The main reason was that he was very busy at night and had no time to flirt with girls.
Luke frowned when he drove to the bakery.
Selina also looked curiously at the bakery not far away. It was noisy there, and many people were running out.
However, they didn't seem to be running very fast, and they didn't seem to be particularly afraid. Many of them even looked back as they ran.
Many people even ran across the street and craned their necks to watch.
The two of them looked at each other.
"God, don't let our tiramisu go to waste." Selina was a little worried. She had promised a certain dog head delicious pastries. If she didn't fulfill her promise, she would probably be ridiculed for a long time.
Luke said, "I want to comfort you and say that it won't happen, but it's very likely."
Sob, sob, sob. Gold Nugget was a little nervous. This was a reward that it had just received, and the fiend had personally acknowledged it.
If it was gone, then wouldn't the idea that it had racked its brains to come up with yesterday be a waste?
Luke said, "Okay, I promise I won't miss out on today's food. If this restaurant doesn't have it, I'll buy it at noon.
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OUT's top hamburgers. "
Saying that, he pushed open the door and walked quickly to the bakery.
Squeezing through the crowd, he saw a group of people surrounding the bakery.
They were holding placards in their hands, and they were all talking at the same time.
In the bakery, two female employees, including Lucy, were talking helplessly to the two people in the lead.
But the other party was furious as he roared, "You rich people eat so much, but you never think about helping society. You're all vampires."
Luke silently put his badge on, pushed through the crowd, and entered the shop.
The person who had been pushed opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw the badge on Luke's chest, he shut up.
Luke moved quickly. In a few moments, he reached the shop and patted the two people who were shouting at Lucy and Selina.
"What are you doing?" The man and the woman turned around unhappily, only to see Luke standing behind them with his badge on. They instantly choked.
Luke asked, "LAPD, is there a problem here?"
Lucy was pleasantly surprised. "Luke, you're here?"
Hearing that, the man and the woman were instantly alarmed. "Are you on the same side?"
Luke looked at them as if they were idiots. "I'm a customer here. Are you on the same side as Golden Arches, IN
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Are you on the same side as OUT? "
The two of them were speechless again.
Luke said, "Okay, I'll start the formal questioning now. Excuse me, did these two clerks do something wrong? Did they give the wrong change, or did they give the wrong pastries? "
The man and the woman looked at each other, and it was still the woman who said, "They refused to provide us with food."
Luke looked at Lucy.
Lucy was quite familiar with him, so she quickly said, "No, no, they wanted us to give them the pastries in the shop for free, but we didn't receive any notice about the free supply. We informed the boss, but she couldn't come over because she had something to do …"
Luke got the gist of it.
This bakery was a high-end boutique shop. It wasn't very big and didn't have many customers.
There were usually only two female employees in the shop, and there was no manager.
Lucy had been working here for a long time. She had a good attitude and high customer ratings, so she was a manager without an official position.
Luke raised his hand. "Got it. In other words, these two are protesting because you didn't give them the food for free? "
Hearing that, the man and the woman shouted angrily, "We're in a disaster! We need help!"
Luke's expression was calm. "Is this a welfare agency? Or a church relief center that gives out free food stamps? "
Looking at the man and the woman who didn't say anything, he continued, "This bakery doesn't have a lot of supplies every day. It's already pretty good if it can feed three hundred people. If you want to feed the victims of the disaster in Los Angeles, you can protest at those fast food restaurants. Each of them has enough food to feed two thousand people. So, why are they here? "
"You, you rich lackey!" The woman screamed, "You're the one who's helping these rich people exploit ordinary people like us."
"That's right. You often come here to eat. The pastries here are so expensive. You must be a crooked cop! "the man on the side hurriedly chimed in.
Luke smiled and took out a pen from his pocket. At the same time, he grabbed a piece of advertising paper from the bakery and quickly wrote down a few numbers on it. He handed it to the two of them. "This is the complaint number for LAPD's Internal Affairs Department, the complaint number for Westside's Internal Affairs Department, and the hotline number for the sheriff at HQ. If you have any evidence, you can file a complaint with them directly. "
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