Chapter 332 (1/2)

Chris didn't declare the mine closed directly because it was his father's career all his life. He was very sorry for his father.

Luke: you can also go to Los Angeles. I have some ideas about your mine. Let my secretary talk to you then

Chris: what You are a little detective. Why did a secretary come out suddenly? It's a big boss. Are you kidding?

Luke just slapped him on the shoulder again meaningfully: ”Chris, sometimes the opportunity is right in front of you. It depends on whether you can seize it. Don't let Samantha down.”

Chris looked not far away at Samantha, who was talking to Selena.

That familiar and more mature charm, let him give up: ”well, I'll say hello to my aunt.”

Luke waved: ”let Gladys go with you, and Bruce. I'll arrange accommodation for you over there.”

Chris went back in a daze. He had no idea what Luke was thinking.

Samantha is certainly impossible. Although she is so charming, she is thirty-eight years old.

But

Chris's eyes shifted to Ashley, standing next to Samantha, who seemed to be the right age.

But thinking of what Luke showed last night, he shook his head subconsciously.

Ashley is the right age, but her temperament and style don't match Luke at all.

Soon he thought Ashley didn't have a sister. And Luke's colleagues.

No! This young detective already has that hot detective Selena around him?

For a while, Chris's brain became more confused.

In the end, Luke and I started alone.

However, Samantha and Chris both said that they would go to Los Angeles after two days to deal with the matter here.

There's no time to go back. Selena and Luke talk for a while and go to the back seat comfortably.

First, Luke turned the volume down and turned on the radio.

“…… God, the aliens are coming to attack the earth. They have eight big claws, and they kill people by jumping and jumping... ”

Luke: It's like the private radio station in prosperous town, isn't it? Is this guy okay? And the shield doesn't care about him?

But on second thought, it's impossible for hundreds of townspeople to shut up completely and let them not talk about it all their lives. At most, it's better not to exaggerate the boiling.

And what the hell is this guy talking about? Alien, eight claws? People who don't know think it's tentacles.

This kind of alien, in the private radio stations in the United States, there are not a thousand in a day, and there are 800 saying that they saw it, and the ghost would believe it.

Then he turned the radio and finally turned to a country music. Luke nodded with satisfaction and was decisive Switch it off.

According to some rumors, listening to country songs for a long time will lead to depression.

Luke doesn't believe the rumor, but he wants to hear something comfortable.

A moment later, a melodious violin song appeared, and he took back his hand, humming all the way back.

All the way out of Arizona and into California.

At this moment, in the afternoon, when the car passed a roadside, Luke could not help but stop the car.

Looking at the flat land with sparse trees and wide lawn, it is full of vitality in the bright afternoon sun, with faint wild flowers mixed in large green, showing a little bit of pink or light purple gorgeous color playfully.

Luke couldn't help but turn around and look at a woman sleeping soundly in the back seat. He chuckled and drove into the grass on the side of the road with a dozen steering wheels.