Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Six Gifts, Very Unartistic Solving Cases, Let's Play Together

Next, the three went to Old G's office and chatted there.

Luke handed over a small box: "Gift."

Old G raised his eyebrows: "Can you take it apart?"

Luke smiled and said, "Of course, although I put the manual in it, I don't mind explaining it to you in person."

Old G opened the box and looked at what looked like a mobile phone: "Mobile phone?"

Luke smiled and shook his head: "It looks like a mobile phone, but it's actually a ... radio. The antenna is aimed at your target, and you can receive the conversation from the other party within 20 meters. You can record and listen, or you can directly convert it to The text on the screen, look at it with your eyes. Of course, the error rate on speech recognition will be a little bit higher.”

Selina's eyes lit up when she heard it: this thing is a magic weapon for police detectives.

Old G's expression was delicate, and after a while, he said, "Thank you Robert for me." He put the radio that looked like a mobile phone into the drawer.

Luke nodded with a smile and said nothing more.

When he chatted with Robert, he heard him mention that old G's mother has a hereditary disease, which has a high chance of causing hearing loss.

Old G has no hearing problems yet, but this thing still has a great effect.

The FBI or S.H.I.E.L.D. also have this kind of radio equipment, which is generally placed on the tracking vehicle. Such equipment is much more effective than the one Luke made, and its eavesdropping range is within a range of one or two hundred meters.

The advantage of Luke is that it is small and portable.

The three talked for a while, mainly because Grayson asked Luke about his work situation and his personal life.

Most of Luke answered truthfully, but naturally he didn't mention the matters involving the vigilantes.

But Old G obviously noticed some differences, but he didn't say anything, and didn't mean to get to the bottom of it.

Suddenly, Luke sniffed and his expression moved slightly: "Greyson, in your laboratory, the evidence is allowed to be touched by the cleaning staff at will?"

Old G: "Some unimportant evidence may be touched by the cleaning staff inadvertently, but important evidence is never allowed to be touched. What do you want to say?"

Luke turned his head and looked at a young female cleaner not far from the door: "Interesting. There is such a thing."

Old G didn't look at all, but just followed to look at the young female cleaner, until she pushed the cleaning cart around a corner and disappeared.

Luke thought for a while, took out his fake mobile phone, and operated it a few times.

Fortunately, no electronic monitoring equipment has been installed in the old G.

He just walked over, closed the door, turned around and said, "Greyson, do you have a preference for solving cases? For example...do you have to be very artistic?"

Old G was silent for a moment: "Evidence speaks, it doesn't matter art, it's a science."

Luke shrugged: "I have no evidence, but I want to tell you an unartistic answer, do you need to listen?"

Old G: "Speak."

Luke: "The female cleaner near the door just now is a young woman related to the model killer. I have no evidence, but you can try to turn the investigation on her."

Old G: "...you don't seem to be hi grass,

Did you suck white crystals? Still ice skating? "

Luke smiled: "I'm sorry. Although the modus operandi of model killers is very artistic, but you said that solving a case doesn't matter art, I choose to unravel the mystery directly. I never expected that I would meet this kind of serial killer who came back to appreciate the process of solving his own case. !"

He knew that Old G had fought wits and courage with some serial killers. The two sides often had a lot of fun in the cat-and-mouse game of creating perjury, seeing through perjury, and tracing clues.

Luke's doing this now is obviously a spoiler party. If he changes to the Internet, he will be clamored to be immersed in the pig cage.

Old G looked strange, and finally nodded: "Well, I understand. However, I may not be able to accompany you to lunch."

Luke chuckled: "We are here to play this time, and we will return the day after tomorrow."

Old G nodded: "That's okay, you can play by yourself first."

Luke stood up consciously, and Selena quickly followed and walked to the door.

Old G also rarely came over, as a gift to them.

He has always been arrogant and cold, and there are few times when he is so polite, even if his boss comes and goes, he can sit as firmly as Mount Tai.

When they got to the door, the two were saying goodbye to old G, when suddenly three people walked by and were muttering something.

Old G's eyes moved: "Nick, where are you going?"

Nick's face turned serious: "Oh, Grayson, we're going to help Henry celebrate his birthday."

Old G nodded thoughtfully: "Then take my nephew with him. He is a young man, and a police detective who has just entered the industry, just to communicate with you."

Then he looked at Luke: "You hang out with them for a few hours, they are familiar with everything here."

The faces of the three people on the opposite side were all tangled. Old G turned a blind eye and turned to look at them and said, "No matter what you want to play, bring him with you." Then, he turned his back to Luke and gave Nick a color.

Nick looked startled, then nodded with a wry smile: "Okay, okay."

He turned his head sideways: "...Greyson, you're talking about a nephew, not a niece, right?"

His eyes fell on Selena, such a beautiful and hot Latina woman, anyone who sees it will pay attention.

Luke looked sideways at Old G's expression, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "My name is Luke, nice to meet you, Nick."

This young man has short blonde hair and handsome facial features, but when he grins, he has a free and easy temperament.

Nick is also a very good-tempered person. Facing Luke's greetings, he also smiled and stretched out his hand: "Nice to meet you, Luke. This..."

Luke: "This is my partner, Selena, we are both detectives from the West Los Angeles Crime Squad."

Nick's expression was delicate: "You..."

Luke chuckled: "She's like my sister, and she's very cheerful."

Selena waved to the three men with a smile and greeted them.

The three of them all showed smiling faces. Both of them have extra points for their looks and temperament. They are still related to the old G, so they can't keep their faces straight.

Old G started to chase people again: "Okay, you can go."

As for what kind of prank these guys are trying to play, he doesn't care at all.

Old G himself often uses his unique "special training" to "help" newcomers to quickly enter the working state.

He can do things like this with ease, and it's natural.

Among the group of people under him, not one or two were brought out of similar hobbies.

The five people went downstairs while talking.

Simply introducing each other, Luke and the two of them can be regarded as acquaintances with the three.

Greg, the big boy called Little G, is the youngest. He is a student who is still alive, very sunny, but not annoying.

Another man named Haggis, nearly forty years old, has a high hairline, and his appearance and temperament are somewhat serious and old-fashioned.

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