Chapter 964: Eat Snacks and Watch a Show
At that moment, the door opened again.
The two looked over and saw Selina standing at the door with a smile. She handed Luke a bag and said, âTake your time.â
Luke accepted the bag with a smile and made an OK gesture.
The door closed quietly again.
Beckett didnât say anything and just silently watched the two partners communicate.
She was quite curious about these colleagues who had transferred in a year after her.
As the best-looking person in the police department, she was naturally curious about the two players who had suddenly been transferred here.
And some time ago, there had been vague rumors about Luke.
Beckett became even more curious about them.
At the very beginning, she had thought that they were on par only in terms of looks; she was quite confident in her ability to handle cases.
She couldnât say that she was better than John and Joe, but she was good at what she did.
But if the rumors were true, her ability to handle cases would conversely become her weakness.
She wasnât jealous.
John and Joe were also detectives who were good at âtaking action.â She wasnât as good in this regard, and didnât intend to turn it into a competition.
Thus, she wouldnât compete with Luke and Selina in terms of âtaking action.â
Sensing her attention, Luke simply unzipped the bag and took out a lollipop.
Beckett:
...Whatâs going on?
Luke didnât look at her. He simply reached into his bag and said, âWhat do you like? Take your pick.â
Looking at what he was holding, Beckett couldnât help but be even more stunned.
Lollipops, chewing gum, chocolate, and cupcakes were fanned out in his hands, like he was a magician.
After a brief daze, she hesitated before choosing chocolate.
The chocolate was a small, round, wrapped ball, which suited her taste best.
Carefully tugging off the wrapping, she asked in a low voice, âDo you like snacks?â
What she wanted to ask was, âHow much do you like snacks?â It was rare for a detective to bring a bag of snacks with him.
Luke said, âWe used a lot of energy. We should replenish our strength first and prepare for a long battle. Hm, if you canât wait, you can ask Javier and the others to spare someone.â
âI think Iâll wait here.â After a brief hesitation, Beckett stuffed the chocolate into her mouth and shook her head.
Luke didnât say anything else and quietly sucked on his lollipop.
With his foundation and extraordinary abilities combined with his 40 Mental Strength, he could easily sense Beckettâs emotions.
The woman didnât hate him, nor did she doubt him. Staying was just a matter of personal choice.
Of course, this beauty wasnât interested in him.
He wasnât the male lead in a novel, and beautiful women wouldnât cry and cling to him the moment they saw him.
Fine, he had often enjoyed this sort of treatment where beautiful women took the initiative, but most of the time, they would approach him with a smile, and wouldnât cry or pounce on him.
That was something only fans would do when they saw their idols, and he had never been an idol.
The family of three had more stamina than he had expected. They argued for 26 minutes before the first prolonged pause occurred.
During that time, Luke had already eaten a lollipop, three pieces of chocolate, and a cupcake.
As for Beckett, she had unknowingly eaten a piece of chocolate and was now eating a cupcake.
She had no idea why, but when Luke asked her if she wanted more, she accepted.
Was it because of how he enjoyed the food? Or was it because she couldnât help but want to eat snacks while watching the show? She was puzzled.
It was when she was halfway through her cupcake that the family took a break.
When Jeffrey saw the two people standing at the door, he frowned. âOfficer, is this how you work cases?â
He had already seen the cake in Beckettâs hand, which made him feel as if he was part of a sideshow.
Watching his family like they were a joke, these two detectives didnât want their jobs anymore!
Luke stepped forward and shielded Beckett behind him. He took out three unopened bottles of mineral water from his bag and placed them on the table. âHave some water first, Mr. Soderberg. Your throat is a little hoarse. Also, ladies, have some water and take a break.â
Frowning, Jeffrey looked at the bottle of water, and couldnât say anything derisive.
The price of FIJI water had yet to skyrocket, and after all, it wasnât as if this bottle was 24K pure gold, and the cap wasnât studded with diamonds.
Yet, whether in terms of price, taste, or even customer base, it couldnât be used as a source of ridicule.
His wife, however, couldnât care less. She grabbed a bottle of FIJI and gulped down half of it.
The reason why they stopped arguing was because her throat was on fire. She couldnât help but cough non-stop just now, and couldnât continue arguing anymore.
Now that she saw water, she couldnât care less about what Luke had been doing. Conversely, she hadnât noticed at all.
On the other hand, her daughter, Lindsay, was still young, and her voice hadnât given out yet.
However, she couldnât help following her mother, and grabbed one bottle to drink.
With the mother and daughterâs actions, Jeffrey also gave in.
He was already in his fifties. Even if he wasnât the main force in the argument, he still found it difficult.
The atmosphere in the interrogation room finally cooled down.
Luke took out two bottles of water and gave one to Beckett, who was at the door, before he unhurriedly took a sip from his own bottle.
Seeing that the family wasnât going to continue, Luke slowly twisted the cap back on and played with the bottle of water as he said, âNow, everyone should calm down. Letâs talk about how to resolve this.â
The family of three stared at him in surprise.
It wasnât the first time they had quarreled in front of the police. Few police officers dared to interject.
Luke was making a futile attempt here.
This was a classic family dispute, and most of them just went around in circles.
For example, questions like âWhy do I put up with you?â would basically get the typical âThen why should I put up with
you
?â in reply.
These sorts of lines, just like the famous âYouâre cold, youâre heartless, and youâre unreasonable,â would never reach a conclusion.
How long an argument went on for didnât depend on whether the problem was resolved, but on when both parties got tired.
Without stamina, the two bickering parties could only go home and recover before the next argument erupted.
The problem was that the Soderberg family was rich and powerful in New York.
Of course, it was NYPDâs problem, not the familyâs.