Chapter Nine Hundred and Forty-One Ordering and Changing the Number

Luke smiled wryly and put back his phone, it seems that today's takeaway is going to fly.

After saying sorry to the two girls, he walked away.

The tall slender girl hurriedly said, "Hey, it's coming to you soon."

Luke was helpless, "I'm in a hurry, I can't wait..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused, and took out a business card and five hundred-yuan bills in his pocket "Niki, call me later, and I will send you the order list. Please help me order it. Meal, I'll pick it up later, okay?"

Before the tall slender girl Nikki could answer, a few hundred-yuan bills and business cards were stuffed into her hands, and then she saw Luke quickly get on the SUV next to him and drive away.

"Hey, you..." She raised her hand and wanted to greet Luke, but found that the SUV had made a turn around the intersection and could no longer be seen.

She was stunned for a moment before she looked at the black girl who was her companion, "Monica, does he... don't believe us too much?" Both girls' eyes fell on the five hundred dollars.

Monica hesitated for a while, but still reminded, "Didn't you just say that if you find him pleasing after chatting, you can find his phone number?"

Nikki struggled, "It's not that way, it makes me feel like a food delivery guy."

Monica reminded again, "But people are still waiting for you to call and tell you the takeaway order."

Nikki was stunned for a moment, then immediately took out her phone and started dialing.

Monica rolled her eyes. You look like this. If someone really opens your mouth, you must have delivered yourself as a takeout immediately, right? No, there is a fee for take-out, so you might even have to pay the taxi fare.

Luke just said a few words and thanked him again, saying that he hung up the phone when he came back within half an hour, and then asked the in-vehicle system to send a "takeaway order" to Nikki.

Nikki over there looked at the "takeaway order" and then looked at the money in her hand, and suddenly felt that the money was not too much, but probably not enough.

The orderer over there has already asked the two girls, "What do you want?"

Nikki stepped forward and handed over the phone. "You can calculate the total price based on this list first."

The orderer was a little surprised, but still responded, put the phone next to the cash register and started counting.

Looking at the number of meals, she couldn't help but ask, "You two, how much do you really want?"

Monica resolutely said, "A friend asked us to help by the way."

The orderer felt that the answer was quite reliable, so he continued to bury his head in the calculation, and said, "You guys are having a grade party, right? It's enough for fifty people to eat."

Nikki and Monica looked at each other, and Monica said, "...Probably, yes."

After a while, the orderer raised his head, "A total of four hundred and ninety-three yuan, are you sure you want these?"

Nikki nodded and handed over the hundred-yuan bill in her hand, thankful that she had enough money.

When she saw the "takeaway order" just now, she was really afraid that she would go bankrupt.

But the strange thing is that she was just afraid of not having enough money, but she didn't think about buying less or not buying it, as did Monica.

...

Luke has no guilt here.

He had an idea just now, and while using telepathic communication, he also tested the effect of primary pheromone manipulation.

But Nikki and Monica also said in their whispers that if they were pleasing to the eye, they would ask him for a cell phone number.

The three of them had a good chat just now, thinking that she would ask for her mobile phone number.

And for this kind of passer-by beauty's request, Luke generally declined.

His private phone number is actually very difficult to obtain.

If it is business, you can only get a mobile phone number for office use.

And his private number is divided into two.

The first one is for family members and acquaintances who are very familiar, and there are not many such acquaintances, at least old colleagues like Dustin, Elsa, Elizabeth, or more familiar ones like Ginny and Elena acquaintance.

The second is for people who have a personal connection but are not that familiar.

For example, old man Aoki, old man Willand, Jennifer Perry, Sheila, etc.

Since he asked Nikki for a favor, it was of course a private matter, and the second private number was given.

Compared with the office number, the private number is easier to get through, or to get a personal reply from him.

With the number of people Luke has been in contact with over the past year, he doesn't have that much time to answer everyone's calls.

Most people's calls are automatically diverted to a message, and he will only respond selectively.

Just ignore the phone calls like greetings or nothing to look for.

From this point of view, Nikki's "deal" is not a loss.

After confirming that his family's lunch would not be in vain, Luke, who was distracted, also transferred the live map of the location of the shootout that the main station said.

In the past, this thing was not uncommon.

After Luke came to New York, every moment he drove out of the car, he was enriching the puzzle of this real map of New York.

But here he only drove past twice, and the shootout took place not on the street he had passed, but on a side street in a narrower residential building behind.

At this time, the crime scene had arrived, and he stopped the car and pushed the door to get out.

Looking at the people around him, he found that many people were looking at the fifth and sixth floors of the apartment building next to him.

He walked quickly into the door of the apartment building, and put the chain around his neck, revealing the police badge wallet on his chest.

This is an old-fashioned apartment building. After a small passage at the entrance is a roundabout staircase.

Luke moved up quickly, and his ears heard faint voices from upstairs.

After listening for a moment, he frowned.

The suspect in the shootout did not appear to have left, and was still talking upstairs while rummaging through boxes.

From the sporadic language, it can be felt that they are not as careful as the criminals who shoot in New York City, but a little reckless, and one person even mentioned the words "execution of official duties".

Luke went up to the sixth floor, Wei Wei took a look with a small mirror under the stairs, and sprinted up to the sixth floor, rushing straight to the end of the passage.

Even though his forward speed was greatly restricted in order not to make any footsteps, it was still very fast, and in less than three seconds he quietly appeared in front of the door of the 6d apartment at the end of the passage.

A middle-aged man in front of the door was holding a gun. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt his neck tighten, and a cold object pressed against the back of his head.

He was shocked, but couldn't make a sound, the hand on his neck pressed him so hard that he could only breathe hard.

Luke, who caught the man, frowned, dragged the man in front of him, and retreated several meters back.

Then, while paying attention to room 6d at the end of the passage, he listened to the conversation in room 6b next to him, and said softly, "Who is in the room?"

The middle-aged man who was holding a gun to his head felt a little loose in his neck, and finally he could make a sound, and asked subconsciously, "You, who are you?"

However, the middle-aged people are very interesting, and their voices are also very low.