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Chapter 925 Chapter 941 Ordering food and changing number (2 updates)

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    Luke smiled bitterly and put his phone back: It seems that today¡¯s takeaway is about to fly.

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

    The tall girl quickly said: "Hey, it's your turn soon."

    Luke was helpless: "It's urgent, I can't wait"

    At this point, he suddenly paused and took out a business card and five hundred-dollar bills from his pocket: "Nikki, call me later and I will send you the order form. Please help me.  Order your food and I¡¯ll pick it up later, okay?¡±

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

    "Hey, you" She raised her hand to greet Luke, but found that the SUV had already turned around the intersection and was no longer visible.

    After being stunned for a moment, she looked at the black girl who was her companion: "Monica, does he believe us too much?" Both girls' eyes fell on the five hundred dollars.

    Monica hesitated for a moment, then reminded: "Didn't you just say that if you find him pleasing to you after chatting, you should find his phone number?"

    Nikki struggled: "It's not this way. It makes me feel like a food delivery person."

    Monica reminded again: "But they are still waiting for you to call and tell you the takeout order."

    Nikki was stunned, and immediately took out her cell phone and started dialing.

    Monica rolled her eyes: If someone opens your mouth like this, you will definitely treat yourself as a takeaway right away, right?  No, there is a charge for takeout, so you may have to pay the taxi fare.

    Luke just said a few words, expressed his gratitude, said he would be back within half an hour, hung up the phone, and then asked the car system to send a "takeout order" to Nikki.

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

    The order clerk over there has already asked the two girls: "What do you want?"

    Nikki stepped forward and handed over the phone: "First calculate the total price based on this list."

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

    Looking at the amount of food ordered, she couldn't help but ask: "You two, how much do you really want?"

    Monica said decisively: "It was a friend who asked us to help carry it."

    The ordering clerk felt that this answer was quite reliable, so he continued to immerse himself in the calculation, and said: "Are you going to have a grade party? It's enough for fifty people to eat."

    Nikki and Monica looked at each other, and it was Monica who spoke: "Probably, yes."

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

    Nikki nodded and handed over the hundred-dollar bill in her hand, feeling grateful: Fortunately, she had enough money.

    When she saw that "takeout 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 never thought about buying less or not buying at all. The same was true for Monica.

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    Luke didn¡¯t feel any guilt at all.

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

    But Nicky and Monica also whispered in their whispers that if they liked him, they would ask him for his mobile phone number.

    The three of them had a pleasant chat just now, and I thought she would ask for her mobile phone number.

    Luke usually declined requests from such beauties.

    His personal phone number is actually very difficult to obtain.

    If it¡¯s business, you can only get an office mobile phone number.

    And his private number is divided into two.

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

    The second one is for people with whom you have a personal relationship but are not so familiar with it.

    ??For example, people like Old Man Aoki, Old Man Weiland, Jennifer Perry, and Sheila.

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

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

    Based on the number of people Luke has come into contact with over the past year,?, he doesn¡¯t have that much time to answer everyone¡¯s calls.

    Most people¡¯s phone calls will automatically go to messages, and they will only reply selectively.

    ??Just ignore calls that are similar to greetings or asking for trouble.

    From this point of view, Nikki¡¯s ¡°deal¡± was not a bad one.

    Having made sure that his family¡¯s lunch would not be in vain, Luke, who was distracted, also pulled up the real-life map of the location where the gunfight was said to have taken place.

    In my last life, this was nothing new.

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

    But he only drove by here twice, and the location where the shootout occurred was not on the street he once passed, but on a narrower side street in a residential building behind.

    By this time, he had arrived at the scene of the crime. He parked the car, opened the door and got out of the car.

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

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

    This is an old-fashioned apartment building. There is a small hall at the entrance and a spiral staircase.

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

    After listening for a moment, he frowned.

    The suspect in the shootout didn¡¯t seem to have left. He was still talking and rummaging through boxes and cabinets upstairs.

    From the sporadic language, it can be felt that they were not as cautious as the criminals who shot in New York City, but were a bit unscrupulous. One person even mentioned the words "executing official duties."

    Luke went up to the sixth floor, Weiwei casually looked at himself in a small mirror under the stairs, sprinted up to the sixth floor, and rushed straight to the end of the passage.

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

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

    He was shocked, but couldn't scream. The hand on his neck was so tight that he could only breathe hard.

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

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

    The middle-aged man who was holding the gun to his head felt his neck loosen slightly and was finally able to make a sound. He subconsciously asked: "You, who are you?"

    But the middle-aged man is very sensible and his voice is also very low.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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