Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 224
Chapter 224: Familiar Faces and Familiar Cases
Among the items was a tiny box that had the distinctive Tiffany icon on it.
She opened the box and read the paper that was inside. “Hm, is that guy actually rich? But I don’t think police officers earn very much, right?”
Trinity was too tired to move. She simply asked, “What’s in it?”
Lanchi said, “An invoice and a certificate for my earring.”
Trinity grew curious, but she really couldn’t move. She could only say, “Let me have a look.”
Lanchi glanced at her and said, “Wait a minute. I’ll find your invoice.”
A moment later, Lanchi returned with Trinity’s purse and poured out everything onto the bed. She found Trinity’s box too.
She opened it and showed her the invoice. “Look at this. It’s from that guy.”
Opening her eyes, Trinity glanced at the invoice, and her eyes bulged. “How much is this? 5,200?”
Lanchi scoffed. “What are you thinking? This is elementary math!”
Trinity was lost for words. She had only chosen the career of a dancer because her grades in elementary school were terrible.
Lanchi said, “It’s 52,000 dollars. Mine’s the same. So, this pair of earrings costs around a hundred thousand dollars in total.”
She checked the certificate and examined the earring more carefully. “That guy engraved your name on the earring.”
Trinity checked the earring in her own hand, and indeed, it had an extremely tiny engraving of Lanchi’s name on it.
Lanchi shrugged. “Fine. They won’t get mixed up now.” As she spoke, they exchanged earrings.
Trinity said, “Hm, is it okay for us to accept this?”
Lanchi stared at her and said, “Are you trying to say that you aren’t a professional escort who charges for sex?”
Trinity lowered her head in embarrassment, but that was exactly what she was thinking.
Lanchi suddenly chuckled and kissed her again. “Stop dreaming! 52,000 dollars for two days is way too expensive for any escort. You wouldn’t be able to earn so much even if you were one.”
Trinity bit her lip and said, “I’m not.”
Lanchi giggled and said, “Of course you’re not. He would’ve given you maybe two thousand dollars if you were one. The fact that this gift is so expensive means that he doesn’t take you for an escort, alright? Besides… Forget it.”
Trinity was annoyed when Lanchi didn’t finish her sentence. “Hey, can’t you finish what you were going to say? Why do you sound more and more like Luke now?”
Lanchi didn’t say anything, and simply put the items that were on the bed back into their respective purses.
After cleaning up, Lanchi poured herself a glass of wine and enjoyed it on the bed.
Trinity couldn’t keep it up. Like a child, her anger faded as quickly as it had appeared. “Pour me some, please.”
Lanchi didn’t tease her this time, but quickly poured her a glass. She also helped Trinity, who could still barely move, sit up.
Sipping the wine, Trinity suddenly asked after a brief daze, “Does he like me?”
Lanchi didn’t give her a straight answer. She sighed inwardly. Silly girl, look at the gifts we received. He likes the two of us together, not separately!
The two girls chatted in the dim light, mostly about a certain someone who had left.
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In Los Angeles, Luke was energetic after he woke up in the morning. After the trip to Las Vegas, he felt like he was on fire, and ready for something big.
With his excessive energy, he first prepared a delicious breakfast, plus dessert for Selina, before he woke her up.
The very first thing that Selina did after she woke up was to check her precious Chanel coat in the closet.
Seeing that it was still hanging there, Selina was relieved. “Great. It wasn’t a dream.”
Leaning against the door, Luke asked, “What did you think was a dream? That you won the lottery?”
Selina chuckled. “I dreamt that I paid ten thousand dollars for a coat, and my heart ached when I took out the money.”
Luke asked, “Does your heart not hurt anymore now that you’ve woken up and seen it for yourself?”
Selina said, “It still hurts, but the pain is worth it.”
Luke: “…”
He never should underestimate a woman’s determination in the pursuit of prettiness.
After breakfast, they went to work in their car.
Luke had barely greeted Elsa in her office before she threw a stack of files at him and said, “Look into this case first, and try to find something as soon as possible.”
Luke gave the files to Selina to read first before he asked Elsa, “What’s the situation?”
Elsa said helplessly, “A bunch of WD-36 gang members have been active in our district recently. They confined their activities to the USC area previously, but they’re in our district now for some reason, and have committed quite a few major crimes. Several people from our local upper-class neighborhoods have complained about them.”
Interested, Luke nodded and said, “But it can’t be too serious, right?”
Elsa said, “They barged into Beverly Hills and even harassed Sheerah.”
Luke raised his eyebrow. “They’re so gutsy?”
Elsa said, “I don’t know if they’re crazy or not, but they went looking for Sheerah and told her to pay them a sh*tload of money for the weed that she ordered, before security drove them out.”
Luke asked, “A sh*tload of money?”
Elsa said, “They’re charging twenty thousand dollars for a pound of weed.”
Luke was lost for words “…What are they thinking? That’s three times the market price.”
Elsa said, “That’s right. Sheerah called me. She’s afraid that it could be a trap to spread the rumor that she’s purchasing a tremendous amount of weed.”
Luke thought for a moment and realized what that meant.
A pound equaled sixteen ounces, or about 450 grams.
Most people smoked one-eighth of an ounce of weed each time, so one pound of weed was enough for more than a hundred people.
If this got out, many people would believe that Sheerah was having a large gathering of people to smoke weed together, and her reputation would be tarnished.
No wonder Sheerah was so anxious.
Luke understood why Elsa had given him the case. That was because he had met Sheerah before, and they could trust each other.
