Chapter 342 (1/2)

A few minutes later, Selena ate cheese, ham and bread, drank milk, and watched Luke box some kind of cake, wondering, ”what is this?”

Luke: ”oppera. I find that you and Elsa feel good about tiramisu. It also has the taste of chocolate and coffee, but it's a little troublesome to make. ”

In fact, it's more than trouble. It's really painful.

Only when Luke was able to explode the liver, and deliberately used this repeated test process as a means of controlling and adjusting emotions, could he stay up late for more than two hours and finally test out these barely qualified products.

In the dessert recipe he gave Selena, there was another classic rotation pattern, killing two birds with one stone.

He had put a small plate of omela cake in front of her: ”try less, lest you get tired of it.”

Selena emmm ~: ”how could it be? I have never been tired of these sweet and bitter things in my life. They are gifts from God. ”

Luke: ” Need I remind you, this is what I stay up late to do, isn't it created after God came? ”

Selena: I mean, my taste buds, and how can I not eat fat, OK

Looking at Luke's expression, she immediately added, ”of course, thank you most, dear.”

The desire to survive is still very strong! Luke smiles.

When Selena finishes her breakfast, the two go out to work.

I've been around the police station. I'm going to say hello to Elsa about the case I'm dealing with now, so that she can be a little prepared.

Elsa just nodded to show that she understood, gestured for two people to wait for a while, picked up the phone and said a few words.

A moment later, she nunuzui toward the hall door: ”do you see there? Your hometown is waiting for you.”

Two people look past, just one eye is certain, that is a Texan.

”Who is he?” Luke asked.

Elsa: Texas Rangers, they're here for Mark Owen She was just calling this person.

Two people go out, past and that person introduced each other briefly next, went to the morgue of assurance section together.

Samuel Petrie, that's the name of the half white old man.

Of course, it's a bit too much to say that someone is an old man, but this middle-aged and old man, who is nearly fifty years old, wears a white cowboy hat and has a big stomach, is indeed very old.

He's a Texas Ranger, a state trooper.

At the same time, Samuel is also the boss of the victims in Luke's and Luke's hands.

Luke thinks that the case brought by Roger and Martin is difficult, which is just one of the two cases.

Palmer is a good agent of DEA. She was shot and escaped three times in a row.

The Texas patrol named Mark Owen, who was lying on the autopsy bed, was not so lucky.

Three days ago, patrol mark escorted Wade Davis, a murder suspect, back to Texas for trial, only to be ambushed on a quiet road shortly after leaving town.

Mark was shot three times. He died on the spot. The suspect was missing.

”Mark is a good boy, so I'm coming to pick him up.” Looking at the pale mark on the bed, Samuel took off his hat and put it on his chest.

After a moment of silence, he continued: ”I would like to say that it is right to fight against criminals, but...” He looked at the young face not far away, with sadness and calm.

Luke sighed, ”but it's not the best choice.”