Luke put his phone back with a bitter smile. It seemed that the takeout today was going to fly away.
After apologizing to the two girls, he turned around and left.
The tall girl quickly said, "Hey, it's your turn soon."
Luke said helplessly, "It's urgent. I can't wait …"
At this point, he suddenly paused and took out a business card and five hundred-dollar bills from his pocket. "Nikki, call me later, and I'll send you the order. Please order for me. I'll come back later to pick it up, okay? "
Before Nikki could reply, a few hundred-dollar bills and a business card were stuffed into her hand. Then, Luke quickly got into the SUV next to them and drove away.
"Hey, you …" She raised her hand to call out to Luke, only to find that the SUV had already turned around the intersection and was out of sight.
Stunned for a moment, she looked at her companion. "Monica, isn't he … trusting us too much?" Both girls looked at the five hundred dollars.
Monica hesitated for a moment, but still reminded her, "Didn't you say that if you liked him after chatting with him, you could get his number?"
Nikki hesitated. "That's not the way to do it. It makes me feel like a delivery girl."
Monica reminded her again, "But he's still waiting for you to call and tell you about the takeout order."
Stunned, Nikki immediately took out her phone and started dialing.
Monica rolled her eyes. Look at you. If they really ask, you'll definitely send yourself over as a delivery, right? No, takeout is charged, and you'll probably have to pay for the cab fare.
Luke only said a few words and expressed his gratitude. He said that he would be back in half an hour before hanging up. He then had the car system send a "takeout order" to Nikki.
Nikki looked at the "takeout order" and then at the money in her hand. She suddenly felt that it wasn't a lot of money, but probably not enough.
The waitress asked the two girls, "What would you like?"
Nikki stepped forward and handed her the phone. "Calculate the total price based on this list first."
The waitress was a little surprised, but still nodded and put the phone next to the cash register to start calculating.
Looking at the number of dishes they had ordered, she couldn't help but ask, "How much do you really want?"
Monica said decisively, "My friend asked us to take it for him."
The waiter felt that the answer was reasonable. He continued to calculate and said, "Are you having a grade reunion? It's enough to feed fifty people. "
Nikki and Monica looked at each other, and it was Monica who said, "… Probably, yes."
A moment later, the waiter raised his head. "A total of 493.50 yuan. Are you sure that's all?"
Nikki nodded and handed over the hundred-dollar bill in her hand, rejoicing in her heart. Fortunately, she had enough money.
When she saw that "takeout order" just now, she was really afraid that she would go bankrupt.
But the strange thing was that she was only afraid that she didn't have enough money. She didn't think about buying less or not buying at all. Monica was the same.
…
Luke didn't feel guilty at all.
He had an idea just now. While using Mental Communication, he also tested the effect of Elementary Pheromone Control.
But Nikki and Monica had whispered to each other that if she liked him, she should ask for his phone number.
The three of them had chatted happily just now, so she would probably ask for his phone number.
Luke usually turned down the requests of beautiful women like her.
It wasn't easy to get his private number.
If it was business, he could only get his office phone number.
His private number was divided into two.
The first was for his family and close acquaintances, and there weren't many of them. At the very least, they were old colleagues like Dustin, Elsa, and Y 'lisabet, or even more familiar acquaintances like Jenny and Elena.
The second one was for those who had personal relationships, but weren't that familiar with each other.
For example, people like Takagi, Weyland, Jennifer Perry, and Sheerah.
Since he had asked Nikki for a favor, it was naturally a private matter, so he gave her his second private number.
Compared with his office number, it was easier to get through to his private number, or to get a reply from him in person.
Given the number of people Luke had interacted with over the past year, he didn't have the time to answer everyone's calls.
Most people's calls would automatically go to voicemail, and he would only reply to them.
He simply ignored calls that asked after him or asked for trouble.
From that point of view, Nikki hadn't lost out on this "deal."
After confirming that his family's lunch wouldn't be wasted, Luke, who was distracted, pulled up a map of the location where the gunfight had taken place.
In his previous life, this wasn't a rare thing.
Ever since Luke arrived in New York, he had been putting together a map of New York every moment he drove his car.
But he had only driven past this place twice, and the gunfight hadn't taken place on the main street, but on a narrow street behind the residential buildings.
He had arrived at the scene of the crime. He stopped the car and got out.
Looking around, he noticed that a lot of people were looking at the fifth or sixth floor of the apartment building next to him.
He quickly walked into the apartment building and lifted the chain around his neck, revealing his badge in front of his chest.
This was an old-fashioned apartment building. There was a small hall at the entrance, and behind it was a spiral staircase.
Luke quickly moved up the stairs, and he could hear faint voices upstairs.
After listening for a moment, he frowned.
It seemed that the suspects hadn't left, and were still upstairs rummaging through the cabinets and cabinets as they talked.
From the scattered words, Luke could tell that they weren't as cautious as the criminals who had opened fire in downtown New York. Instead, they were a little unbridled. One of them even mentioned that they were "on duty."
Luke reached the sixth floor and looked in the mirror at the bottom of the stairs. He then sprinted up to the sixth floor and ran straight to the end of the hallway.
Even though his speed was greatly limited in order to not make any noise, he was still very fast. In less than three seconds, he had silently appeared in front of the 6D apartment at the end of the hallway.
A middle-aged man was holding a gun in front of the door. He was about to turn around, when he suddenly felt his neck tighten, and something cold was pressed against the back of his head.
Alarmed, he couldn't make a sound. The hand on his neck was so heavy that he could only gasp for air.
Luke, who had caught the man, frowned. Dragging the man in front of him, he retreated several meters.
Then, he paid attention to the 6D apartment at the end of the hallway and listened to the conversation in the 6B apartment next to him. He asked softly, "Who's in the room?"
The middle-aged man felt his neck loosen slightly, and he was finally able to speak. He subconsciously asked, "Who … who are you?"
But the middle-aged man was smart enough to keep his voice low.
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