Seven Hundred and Forty-Eight Chapters Mouth Cannon Sweeping Away Ghosts and Snakes

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Speaking of this, Luke changed his words: "But now I have to ask you to leave this store immediately, and don't continue to interfere with the normal business of the store. Bookmark this site┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛"

Both men and women shouted: "Don't think about it, you black policeman really came to be a thug for the rich."

Saying that, the man raised his hand and grabbed Luke's collar.

Luke raised his hand to block it unhurriedly, pushed it on the man's chest, and pushed him away two steps: "If you do it again, I will sue you for assaulting the police... Whoa, what is this?"

He looked at the ground with a mocking expression.

After the man was pushed away by him, a roll of beautiful knives suddenly fell out of the clothes on his chest and landed on his feet.

The attention of the onlookers also fell on this beautiful knife, and exclaimed "wow" in their mouths.

"It's almost two thousand dollars, isn't it?" Luke smiled and stared into the man's eyes: "Now please tell me, what do you want to do with so much cash? Because I suspect that you may want to use it to engage in illegal activities Drug trade."

Everyone looked at the man in the lead.

No one thinks Luke is avenging private revenge.

That is a roll of US$100, and a roll is almost 20, two thousand US dollars.

In the United States, people who carry such large rolls of US knives with them are basically traffickers or people who do black business.

The man's face was stiff, and he quickly picked up the beautiful knife: "This is the deposit I just took out, you can't control it."

Luke laughed: "Then wait."

Selena, who had been checking the information of these troublemakers, came over and handed him the phone.

He looked at the contents above and asked, "Mr. Larry-Foxson, right? Your bank records show that you have no record of large withdrawals within a month, and you have even been unemployed for half a year. Excuse me, Where did you get this deposit from?"

The onlookers made another burst of wow.

For Americans who don’t like saving money, but are keen on spending in advance, it is absolutely rare to have two thousand dollars in cash for half a year of unemployment.

It's like someone showing up at a murder scene,

He is still holding a bloody weapon in his hand. Although it cannot be proved that he is a criminal, the suspicion is too big to break through the sky.

The man became even more flustered: "You, you are talking nonsense! I, I found a job, and this is the salary I just received."

Luke's smile became more obvious: "Really? But the police records show that you were only arrested and jailed three months ago on the charge of burglary and theft of other people's property. You were just released on parole a month ago. May I ask you about your new job? What do you do? Judging from your earning efficiency, you have at least found a job with a monthly salary of 5,000."

The audience was in an uproar.

How could a person who was jailed for theft and still on parole find a job with a monthly salary of 5,000 immediately.

Men are completely overwhelmed by these materials.

His face was ashen, his eyes were erratic, he didn't dare to look at Luke at all, he turned around and left: "You are talking nonsense, I don't want to talk to you."

Luke didn't stop him.

He really didn't want to care about this kind of protest that he didn't directly smash the store.

In other pastry shops, he was too lazy to care.

But there are too many people in this group of troublemakers, and the population density of the police detention room is almost catching up with the train carriage of the Chinese Spring Festival.

To arrest dozens of people for this kind of petty trouble would be embarrassing the police officers in the detention room.

He just cast his eyes on the woman: "Ms. Mary-Johnson, do you need me to read your police record? It's a lot of words."

The woman's face was full of fear, and she also turned around and ran away.

Luke's eyes did not stop on her, but with the powerful momentum of two consecutive KOs, he swept to the crowd who followed to protest in the store.

Most of these people showed fear and walked out of the store quickly.

In fact, Selena only checked the information of the leading people for the time being, but from the clothes and behavior of these people, Luke was convinced that few were innocent.

A group of thieves and robbers went to the pastry shop to make trouble. Thinking about it, it was not out of justice.

The few people who didn't leave looked hesitant.

Luke ignored them.

Just these few people, how can they compare with the dozens of customers outside.

As he puts it, a pastry shop is a business establishment, not a charity.

Lucy and the clerks are not qualified to give them pastries for free. It is the property of the store, not theirs.

He turned around with a smile: "There seems to be no line up now, can I buy cakes? I'll count on them for lunch today."

Lucy nodded again and again: "I'll get it for you right away."

Under the onlookers of the customers who re-entered the store, Luke came out with a few large boxes of cakes.

After getting in the car, Selena laughed: "Should we thank those guys who protested just now? If it wasn't for them, we definitely couldn't buy so many cakes."

Luke: "Yes, yes, thank you rogues for helping us drive away the customers in line, saving time and cakes."

Selena had already opened a box, took out a piece of Napoleon cake and ate it, and gave a piece of gold by the way, satisfied: "Fortunately, we are not patrol officers, otherwise we will have to deal with this kind of shit in the past two days."

Luke hummed and agreed.

In the work of the police, boring things will always occupy the vast majority, especially the patrolmen.

More often, ordinary patrol officers are onlookers arguing and wasting saliva, killing the day, rather than solving problems with guns.

Fortunately, he and Selena are a serious crime team, so most of these broken things don't need to be dealt with.

Driving to the police station, Luke leaned against the door and knocked: "Boss, don't say you haven't had lunch yet."

Elsa said a few more words, put down the phone, and leaned back in the chair helplessly: "I estimate that it will take less than two years before I have to switch to administration. Dustin has put a lot of administrative work on me these two days. Do you know how annoying it is?"

Luke waited for Selena to come in, and closed the door with a smile: "Wow, don't say that, you can be promoted to captain before you turn 40, what's wrong."

Elsa opened the box he put down, took out a piece of tiramisu and ate it, sighing contentedly: "It's still delicious. But if I stay in the office every day and eat this, it will definitely make me in my forties. He turned into a two-hundred-pound fat man."

Luke: "Then arrange some fitness classes for yourself. Don't you have fighting training and yoga classes all the time?"

Elsa: "Since the last earthquake, fighting training has been suspended, and now it is estimated that yoga classes will also be suspended."

Luke was dumbfounded.

Elsa: "I have a backlog of cases here lately, but don't spend too much time except for the ones I say hello."

Luke: "Understood, then we'll go out..."

At this moment, his phone rang.

When he picked up the phone, he looked at Dustin's office, because that was the ringtone for Dustin's call.