Selena waited until the video was finished, and then drew out the pictures of the two people: "according to the physical characteristics of the two people, I asked Sonya to help search the surveillance on the street near the crime scene, and found the two suspects."

In the picture, the first one is a man of a little Indian origin. His name is Christo Weiss.

The other is a white middle-aged man named George Huck.

"Both of them have criminal records. You should be able to guess the charges." Selena said.

"Robbery?" Luke takes his eyes back and continues cooking.

Selena: Yes, but George Huck's biggest crime is robbing a jewelry store. Cristo Weiss He's really a bank robber. But neither of the two people was charged with murder, so one of them was detained for two years, the other for a year and a half, and they were released again. "

Luke smashed his mouth: "well, it seems that the prison is almost full. The parole officer can't wait to throw these guys out and harm society again."

Selena didn't catch up. After all, it's true. It's not true that American prison is in a hurry.

Take the crime rate in Los Angeles for example. If we don't throw out some light criminals, there will be no place for them.

She just went on: "Elizabeth helped with the investigation, the two men are not officially working now. According to the grapevine, they all work in Los Angeles

Luke: Killer? Or mercenaries? "

Selena: almost, but not so serious. Also contact small work, collect money, seek revenge, beat people and so on, life is very general. "

"So this time they're going to do a big one." Luke stuffed his hands into the oven.

He clapped his hands: "OK, I see. After dinner, let's go to the professionals for consultation."

Selena: OK, what's for tonight

Luke: eat chicken

……

Night fell, a small bar in the east of Los Angeles, a miasma.

The music and the people in the bar are in a mess.

all sorts of chaotic clothes and tattoos fill every customer's body with all kinds of sweat, odour, perfume, smoke and alcohol, which makes it seem like hell.

It's not hell, but the smell is hell.

The people in it are either crooked melons and cracked dates, or vicious, or full of flesh.

Luke and Selena came in and drew some attention, but most of them were still enjoying themselves.

Luke rarely wore a hip-hop style long T-shirt and fat shorts, the kind with crotch falling to the knee, and a golden half long wig and a little beard.

Even so, he is the smallest fresh person in the bar.

Selena has the same purple wig and a more gorgeous makeup. She can't see her normal appearance at all.

Her body is similar to the hip-hop style of large T-shirt, but the close fitting vest inside the top of her body is wrapped tightly, which makes many eyes regret to take back.

When he got to the bar, Luke looked up at a blackboard behind the bartender. It was full of inexplicable names and money.

He didn't care too much. He knocked on the bar: "two glasses of pure water."

The bartender, as usual, quickly poured two glasses of ice water and said, "new?"

Luke smiled and nodded: "that's right. Let's find two. "

The bartender made a noise and didn't answer.

Luke didn't care, and casually said, "I've heard that one of them is George and the other is crystal. It's a proper way to start. I won't mess with the guys. I want to find them to do some small work. "

The bartender stopped, looked up at him for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "kid, this is not the place you should come to. Go home to find your girlfriend, see a movie, and communicate with each other for a better life."

Luke laughs and grabs Selena on the side: "I'm sorry, I already have it."

The bartender's corner of the eye twitches, but says: "then you don't need to call your girlfriend, just go home."

Luke sighed, suddenly his face moved, and looked sideways.

Not far away, a man just opened the door and came in, swearing.

When he got to the bar, the man took out a card and two hundred dollars to the bartender: "return the money to the little girl. I am a killer, not Jiji rescue company. Her boyfriend was beaten by a rival. It's my business? A little white face deserves to be beaten. "

"Sam, have you been messing around with bar ads again? How can even children be jealous? They can come to your broken bar to invite killers. " Speaking of this, he looked at Luke and his two friends and smiled naturally: "well, children don't mean you."

Luke touched his face and smiled: "actually, I don't mind being called a little white face. Because that generally proves that I am more handsome than him. "

From:Bartender:

Someone knocked on the bar and motioned for the bartender to drink. He said: "generally speaking, small white face is the synonym of Niang Pao, not handsome. A really handsome man is like me. See? "

His hand gestured on his beard, and then on the pink and blue T-shirt on his chest.

Luke was silent for a moment and said, "if you don't shave for a few days and don't wash your T-shirt for a few days, you can call Shuai. Then the gold content of Shuai will be greatly reduced."

The bartender on the side chuckled and spilled a lot of wine.

"Wade, kids always like to tell the truth. You are not the emperor, and no one else will flatter you for your "handsome" new clothes. " As he spoke, he wiped off the wine stains with a towel and put most of the wine in front of people without refilling it.

Asked Wade's guy to pick up the wine discontentedly and take a sip: "Damn, are you mixing the wine with water? Why is it more and more difficult to drink? "

The bartender's face is not red and his heart is not jumping: "the alcohol level is too high, you will smash my bar more frequently. In order to make you lose less money on tables, chairs and cups, I'll add more ice. Is there any mistake? "

"Profiteers!" Wade murmured, and said nothing more.

Luke smiled and looked at each other and said to wade, "Mr. killer, I have a business here. Do you take it?"

Wade glanced at him, and then at Selena behind him: "you don't want me to help you beat your rival, do you? Well, although you are good at it. "

Selena gave a cold Snort and twisted her head discontentedly.

The implication of Wade's words is questionable.

Isn't that to say that Luke is so young, it's rare to be a mature girl?

Luke smiled and shook his head. "I'm looking for someone, two."

The bartender over there is very busy, with a posture of "whatever you do".

Wade was a little interested: "pay?"

Luke: two people's accurate foothold, a thousand dollars