Chapter 356 What I Want, Maybe only One Answer?

It is true that this small building has a psychotherapy license, but how many guests who come here are willing to be questioned by the police is another question.

"Ah, oh, um, eh, um~" The door of the first room passed by was not closed.

The young woman looked as usual: "This is Jiu-Jitsu training, which can soothe nerves and relieve stress."

"Papa! Kang Mu Ang Beibi! Papa!" This was the sound from the second room with the door open.

The young woman said solemnly: "This is whipping treatment, and the cost is very high."

Luke's face was inexplicable: "Your customers here include women?"

The young woman immediately understood what he meant: "No, the customer is the man."

Luke was speechless.

It may be against the law for a male client to hit a female therapist, but he paid the female therapist to whip him, which...seems legal?

Selena was shocked, but didn't say anything.

The three of them reached the bottom of the passage on the second floor, and there was a playing card pattern of the Queen of Hearts on the door.

The young woman knocked on the door: "Miss Donna, I have something to do, please come out."

After a while inside, a female voice sounded: "Wait a minute."

Luke raised his eyebrows.

This voice, with that twisted-tongue sound, is a bit vague in English, but it also gives it a distinctly exotic flavor.

more importantly,

The female voice was a little low in laziness, like a whisper in her ear in the middle of the night.

Luke vaguely remembered a person - Vanessa with electric eyes and long legs.

Of course, it wasn't her voice.

But both Vanessa's electric eyes and this woman's voice give people a strong sense of temptation.

Luke chuckled lightly and patted the young woman on the shoulder: "You can leave first, I don't think you'll be interested in what's next, right?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, and finally went downstairs, but she still did not forget to add: "We have a formal license, so don't make trouble, okay?"

Luke nodded speechlessly.

These words sounded quite righteous before, but the last sentence turned into a soft-spoken prayer. This is also considered... a professional habit?

It wasn't until the woman disappeared at the head of the stairs that the door in front of the two opened with a soft sound.

Luke made a few gestures in his hand, and Selena leaned back honestly, found a room door, and looked over here.

Luke smiled and looked at the woman in the door.

She has a straight, long black head, slightly fluffy, with deep eyebrows and large eyes, but the corners of her eyes are pointed and slanted, giving her a bit of a fox-eye look.

The upper lip is slightly thin, and the lower lip is plump, which looks very seductive.

She opened her mouth and asked, "You, are you here... for treatment?"

Among the people who seek her treatment, there are not many people with this appearance and temperament.

Luke chuckled and looked up and down for a moment: "No, Miss Donna, I'm here to find Mr. Smith."

The woman was taken aback: "What Smith?"

Luke hehe: "It's the one who is hiding behind the row of hangers by your door, holding a gun in his right hand and a baby in his left. Middle-aged Caucasian, male, 6 feet 2 inches tall (about 1.88 meters), with a face full of Mustache, grey-black jacket, jeans. Do I need to go on? Mr. Smith."

When he said this, his eyes seemed to penetrate the wall, looking at a certain position in the room.

The woman in front of the room was stunned for a moment, then opened her mouth, as if she didn't know what to say.

Luke glanced at her and sighed in his heart: This is a player who crushed Selena!

Her dark red corsets set off her stalwart chest, but her lower body was black suspender stockings and a pair of high-top black leather boots.

Wow, what a professional psychotherapist!

No one in the room uttered a word as he swirled around these stray thoughts in his mind.

Luke directly said to the Miss Donna in front of him, "Can I ask you a few questions?"

The stalwart Miss Donna nodded unconsciously under his gaze.

Although this young man looked kind, but as a "special" psychotherapist, she faintly felt that there was something indescribable about his kind appearance.

"Then please go talk to my partner over there, okay!" Luke gestured to Selena behind him and asked her to pull Miss Donna over.

Luke watched Miss Donna leave, and he continued in a calm tone: "Mr. Smith, you had a chance in the park just now, but you didn't shoot us, then I think we can talk."

After another moment of silence, a low male voice finally sounded in the room: "What do you want to talk about?"

Luke: "That little baby! Just now because of him, I killed five gunmen in the park, and an innocent woman was shot by them, and now she's in the hospital operating room. I think, I have a right to know The reason for all this."

"Hehe, you're a policeman." The deep male voice laughed, but he didn't mean to be happy.

Luke: "Is there a problem? You can see my police badge clearly in the park."

"Then you can't control this." The low male voice said, "So, let's go."

Luke narrowed his eyes: The police can't control it?

"I didn't receive an order that I wasn't allowed to investigate this case," he replied calmly.

The deep male voice sneered: "Last night, in an abandoned factory building in the East District, a pregnant woman and more than 20 gun-wielding gang members died. Have you read the news report? No. I think you will soon. got a call."

At this moment, Luke's phone rang, he looked at it, and answered, "What's the matter?"

After a while, Luke hung up the phone, looking indifferent.

After pondering for a moment, he stepped into the room in front of him and closed the door.

Turning to look at the door, he chuckled: "Mr. Smith, it looks like you're right. I got a call telling me that the case has been handed over."

By the door, a tall figure stood there, holding a gun in his hand, but did not raise it.

Hearing this, the Mr. Smith smiled: "So I guessed right, but I'm not happy about it."

Luke chuckled lightly and looked up and down the tall man in front of him for a moment: "Yes, so do I. Ask a question, are you short of money, maybe weapons?"

Smith narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

Luke reported an address, took out his hand in his side pocket, slowly pulled it out, and a stack of green bills appeared in his hand.

"There is an underground utility room in the abandoned factory. There are several guns in it. I don't need them, so I will give them to you. And this..." He raised his hand and threw the stack of banknotes on the bed: "It's a reward!"

Smith frowned: "What do you mean?"

Luke still smiled: "My curiosity is a little heavy. So, you find out the answer and tell me at the end."

Although he smiled, his eyes were calm.

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