Chapter 619 Your Takeaway Has Been Delivered, with a Benefit of $50

Luke shook his head helplessly, slipped in from the open window lightly, and gestured to the two SWAT team members who were dragging the middle-aged man.

Among the two SWAT players was Jim, who was a little strange, but still stood the middle-aged man on his back.

Luke put the hamburger bag and receipt in his hand on the handcuffed hands of the middle-aged man: "Your hamburger delivery has been delivered, and you will not be charged for your delivery tip for fifty dollars."

As he said that, he took a few small notes from this guy's table, exactly fifty dollars.

Middle-aged:  …

Jim:  …

A group of SWAT players:  …

Harrison outside:  …

When the middle-aged man was stuffed into the police car, Luke patted Jim's hand with the change and helmet in his hand: "Look, there's no need to report the bill."

Harrison looked strange, but nodded: "No problem, it is indeed the guy who ordered the takeaway himself, and everyone present can testify."

Jim was tangled, but he still put some change in his pocket and said to Luke, "Thank you."

Luke smiled: "Don't worry, I won't take your job in the future, I'm not SWAT!"

Harrison rolled his eyes: Are you too embarrassed to say that? You've shot us how many jobs, don't you have a few beeps in your heart?

This strange case ended, and Luke said goodbye to Captain Harrison, and opened his own second-hand Ford.

Jim looked at Ford who was far away, and couldn't help but sighed: "His psychological quality is really good. Just now I thought of going to deliver, and my feet were shaking a little. He is... too relaxed."

He consciously touched his trouser pocket, where there was the fifty-dollar change he had just recovered.

Jim didn't even think about the fifty-dollar takeout fee himself.

Harrison glanced at him and said nothing.

The gangsters killed by this gangster are more gangsters than all the gangsters in his SWAT team. Is the psychological quality bad?

On Luke's side, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, he returned home.

Open the door,

One person jumped on his back: "Hahahaha, Thapris!"

Luke kicked the door with a smile, and slowly put down the car key in his hand: "Yes, what a big surprise!"

"Hey, can you be more sincere?" The man on his back was dissatisfied and lightly hit him on the head.

Luke was helpless: "But, it's too difficult! Well, how about going out for dinner tonight?"

"I'm not interested, and I can't drink." The visitor seemed to lack interest.

"Claire, you're not yet eighteen years old." Luke patted her head with his backhand: "Although everyone drank before the age of eighteen, I can't let me take this as a favor for you, OK?"

Of course the person on his back is Luke's cousin Claire.

Hearing Luke's words, she said angrily, "I'll just mention it casually, you old-fashioned taught me again."

Luke carried her to the living room: "When you go to college, who can teach you a lesson every day? I'm just a reminder, lest you really take drinking as a good thing."

Claire: "Okay, you like the truth the most, and Robert can't tell you."

Luke chuckled and said to Selena, "Why did you take this guy this afternoon?"

Selena was sitting on the sofa, holding a big pot of popcorn, and she ate it one by one.

Hearing this, she shrugged: "Claire said to wait for you, we came right back, and we didn't go anywhere."

Luke: "Then I'll make a big meal for you tonight?"

Selena immediately replied: "Okay."

Claire was stunned: "You do?"

She cast her suspicious eyes on Selena, which is strange, why not Selena.

Selena pouted: "What I make can only be considered pig food. If you want to eat it, I can make a special one for you. Well, first of all, I will declare that I will not eat it myself."

Claire: "What?"

Luke smiled and shook his head: "Then I'll go prepare dinner. I don't care if Claire eats what you make."

After speaking, he patted Claire's head again: "Come down, I'm going to make dinner."

Claire finally jumped down reluctantly: "I want to see you cook."

Luke: "Whatever, but don't make trouble."

Claire: "No problem."

As a result, within a few minutes, Selena heard Claire's shouts from the kitchen: "Impossible! You must be lying to me."

"How could my brother suddenly become a chef?"

"Why have you never done it at home?"

"Is Selena really making pig food?"

Selena rolled her eyes, continued to check the dossier, and fed Me Knife and herself snacks.

Faced with Claire incarnate as one hundred thousand whys, Luke was neither angry nor impatient, and answered her various questions one by one.

In the past, when they were at home, the two of them often did this. This little skin monkey hadn't played with him in such a long time.

After forty minutes, Claire followed him out of the kitchen: "Is it really edible? It won't be poisoned, right?"

Luke pondered for a moment and replied, "How about, wait for Selena and I to eat first, while you watch?"

Claire shook her head firmly.

Luke nodded regretfully: "What would you like to drink? I'll have to wait half an hour for dinner."

Claire: "I'll take it myself."

Luke shrugged, sat down himself, and drank his tea.

Claire took the can of Dr. Pepper came out, opened it and took a sip, burping contentedly.

Sitting on the sofa next to her, looking at the green tea that Luke was drinking, she sniffed curiously: "It seems to be quite fragrant, can I drink some?"

Luke: "Take a cup yourself and pour a little to taste."

Claire brought the glass over in high spirits, poured a small glass, and drank it after blowing it cool.

Then, she jumped up abruptly, bouncing around the room while pooh-pooh: "Ah, it's so painful, why is it so bitter! This is medicine!"

Selena burst out laughing.

She and Luke didn't say a word just now, just watching Claire's jokes.

After drinking a caramel carbonated drink and then drinking strong tea, the bitterness is beyond imagination.

For girls of Claire's age, sweets are their favorite, and they are not sensitive to bitterness.

Luke poured a glass by himself, and Selena also said, "Pour me a glass too."

He poured it into her cup with a smile, and they both drank tea with a smile while watching Claire's good show.

Seeing the behavior of the two of them, Claire couldn't understand it at all. He picked up the teapot and looked at it for a while: "Could it be that this pot has a layer? Otherwise, how can you drink something so bitter?"

Selena let out a barbell-like laughter: "Who asked you to drink this drink, so come and drink this? It must be so bitter that you cry!"

Of course she wouldn't tell Claire that she had done similar stupid things.

Now, Selena suddenly felt a sense of superiority—finally, it wasn't just herself who did it.

After a while of trouble, the three moved to the backyard.

Selena and Claire went into the room to change their bathrobes and ran to the big massage tub.