Chapter 1361: Detective Luke’s Modest Refusal

Chapter 1360: Detective Luke’s Modest Refusal

Max chuckled. “But there will always be men who want to sleep with you, use up the condoms you bought, do it raw, and then finally leave with a smack of your ass. Of course, if they can steal some cash on the way, it would be perfect.”

Luke was shocked. “Are you serious?”

“Yes.” Max nodded without hesitation. “But they have to be handsome.”

Luke asked, “As handsome as I am?”

Max glanced at him and thought for a moment. “At least 70% of your looks, including your face and muscles.”

Luke chuckled. “Well, someone like me… can take at least 200 dollars, right?”

Max said, “If I had the money, I would be willing to pay 2,000 dollars a night.”

Luke said, “Thank you for your generosity.”

Max said, “Get lost. I don’t have any money. You should find those rich ladies in their forties.”

Luke smiled and encouraged her. “It’s fine. If you work hard at making your cakes, you might become a rich lady in your forties. I can wait.”

Max gave a faint smile. “Thank you for your kind words.”

Luke said, “You’re welcome. I think we should go in and discuss the theory behind making the cakes.”

Max said, “Wait, we didn’t make any for tomorrow…”

Luke said, “After we study the positions… ah, I mean the theory, we can come back and finish it.”

Max rolled her eyes, and she closed the bedroom door. “Don’t be too loud later. Caroline said that she can’t sleep.”

Luke said, “I’ll let you know to keep your voice down. Also, Caroline is still in the bathroom. She can’t hear you.”

…

The next day, Luke reported to the police department, while his clone was still sitting in Max’s living room, having coffee and cake.

Although his clone’s stats were only 10, the actual coefficient was 4 times that of an ordinary person. Coupled with Elementary Self-Healing, he wasn’t tired at all after last night.

Taking a shower at four in the morning, he took out a bag of coffee from his inventory and leisurely made a pot. He then took out his computer and browsed the news.

Caroline, who was lying in a cot in one corner of the living room, had passed out the moment Luke came out.

She had played in the shower until three in the morning. After coming out, however, she went back in again, before coming out again at 4am, looking exhausted.

So, Luke gave her a special sedative, and she promptly fell asleep.

Looking at the news reports on Batman and Black Cat fighting the New York gangs, Luke didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

It made more sense to change the word “battle” to “beating.”

There hadn’t been any battle at all. The two of them had been pressed for time, and easily took down each gangster with one punch.

If they used a second punch, it wasn’t because the other party was too strong, but because they needed to break another limb.

After reading the news, Luke got up and transferred the wrapped cupcakes from his place to Max’s via his inventory, and prepared lunch for the two girls.

Luke wasn’t worried about the girls getting fat after eating rich pastries like financiers and stollen.

He could control how much weight Max put on.

As for Caroline, she didn’t put on weight easily. She had also been busy in the bathroom for more than an hour last night; there was no problem for her to eat a few more desserts.

At noon, Luke sensed that Caroline was about to wake up, so he left.

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Outside the side door, a beautiful but clearly elderly horse stared at him.

Luke placed the carrot that he had brought out in passing on the wooden rail and stroked its head. “Chestnut, eat it quietly. Don’t let your owner know.”

Chestnut blinked and gave a soft whinny, before it started eating the carrot.

Luke couldn’t help but rub its neck again, recalling a certain short-tempered black horse. “Sigh, it’s a pity you can’t produce fire.”

With that, he smiled despondently, opened the gate, and walked out. What was he thinking? It was Ghost Rider who produced the fire, not the horse.

Five minutes later, Caroline got up and looked around blankly.

When her gaze fell on a pile of cake boxes, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “He’s never around in the morning, but always leaves behind a bunch of cakes. Is this guy a magician?! Hm, maybe he was a cook in his previous life, haha.”

After mocking Luke, who came and went mysteriously, Carol finally thought of proper business. “Maybe I should suggest that Max soundproof her bedroom, or that she gag herself beforehand; otherwise, I will never be able to sleep.”

Thinking that, she felt a little envious. When will I be the one to make Max lose sleep?

But where could she find a handsome, considerate, and capable boyfriend? That was the biggest problem for her.

…

Luke and Selina, who had gone to the police department, didn’t forget to bring a batch of cupcakes with them.

The cakes had been made with the smart kitchenware. It was Little Snail’s robotic arms which took the cakes out, packed them, and placed them in a box, which saved the two of them a lot of effort and trouble.

Many of their colleagues who had worked overtime were moved to tears by the snacks that Luke and Selina brought.

They had been summoned from home last night to work overtime; no one else could understand this feeling.

But they couldn’t complain.

Although it was a little awkward that Batman and Black Cat had delivered the credit to NYPD, the meat was already in their mouths. They would be idiots if they didn’t eat it.

Walter, who had just taken office, simply looked at Luke and Selina, who were greeting the others and chatting outside, and waited for them to bring some snacks over.

Sure enough, Luke came in a few minutes later.

Walter was more straightforward than Dustin. He didn’t even close the office door and simply said, “Do you want part of this case?”

Luke shook his head with a smile. “No. If the old fellows like John, Joe, and Ricky aren’t involved, why should I be?”

Walter rolled his eyes, knowing that the guy just wanted to slack off.

He didn’t believe that Luke didn’t know what Batman and Black Cat had done last night.

This guy had only been in New York for half a year, and he already had as many connections as Walter, and far more big-level connections.

He had been sleeping at home and didn’t make even a single call last night. Clearly, he didn’t want to take credit for this.

He then remembered that Luke had just turned 20 a few days ago, and held the rank of a level two lieutenant. It had also already been decided that he would be awarded the Service Cross medal. It would be too much if he got credit for this case as well.

Luke wasn’t John.

The more credit John got, the more likely he was to be promoted.

John had been a lieutenant for several years, and had enough years of service under his belt to be promoted. It was purely because he courted death himself that he was demoted.

Luke had to stay in this position for two years. After all, making him a detective and then a lieutenant had been an exception. Who would dare make another exception and make him a captain?

A captain could already be considered a department chief. What would other 20-year-old patrol officers think if they had a 20-year-old chief?

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