Super Detective In The Fictional World

by Stayrr

Luke has transmigrated to the United States, but eventually realizes that this United States is different from the United States of his previous life. Here, the superpowers and characters from the movies in his previous life actually exist. How will Luke fare in a world where such terrifying superpowers exist? Fortunately, he has a cheat – the Super Detective System. Join Luke on

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Chapter 97: Brock's Blessing and an Unexpected Offer

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It would require almost 10,000 credits to purchase all of Tony Stark's abilities, which was more than what Luke currently had.

As for whether or not a spell of misfortune would hit Tony Stark, Luke didn't think that the man could be unlucky if he was destiny's son.

In this world, superheros were as unlikely to die as supervillains. That was because they had great "fortune."

Everything went smoothly in the next three days.

Tony Stark didn't approach Selina again.

Luke seized the opportunity to harvest more experience and credit points.

People parked their cars haphazardly, got into street fights, or tried to sneak into the meeting hall – Luke easily got experience and credit off them.

It wasn't bad to earn thirty credits every day, and his greatest reward was from catching an armed hitman.

He caught the hitman thanks to the Sharp Nose that he had recently acquired.

At that time, Luke had smelled gun oil and gunpowder. While there were traces of it inside, it was coming from outside the meeting hall. So, it couldn't be from the security team.

Following the smell, Luke had locked onto the hitman before the latter saw him. Approaching the man, he had found a UZI on him.

The hitman had definitely been onto something big. Weapons like these were small but powerful at close range, and a favorite of terrorists.

Luke got 50 experience and credit points for capturing the hitman on his own.

Then, things went back to normal.

Brock still disgusted them with his petty tricks, but they spent most of their time outside the police department since they had cases to work on.

Luke got 30 to 50 experience and credit points each day by actively helping people out.

The only problem was that a lot of police officers started whispering about how the two newly-promoted detectives of the Major Crimes Division were stealing their work every day.

Ultimately, however, the officers were fine with that.

They could always use more help, as there were always countless numbers of petty cases in the city.

Brock, on the other hand, became even more infamous.

Anyone who wasn't an idiot knew that he was deliberately giving the newcomers a hard time.

There was little Brock could do about the situation.

He didn't pay Luke and Selina any attention, because he was in big trouble himself.

But very soon, Brock got a piece of good news.

That day, Luke and Selina were summoned to Brock's office as soon as they got to the police station.

They entered, only to see Brock smiling.

After they sat down, Brock casually asked how things were going with their work.

Luke secretly chuckled. Do you really not know how things are going?

In the end, when Brock saw them off, he said, "I've always thought highly of you, and I won't stand in your way of a brighter future."

Luke and Selina returned to their desks, both confused.

Brock had always been sleazy. Why was he being so friendly and supportive today?

Something was wrong! Something was seriously wrong!

Soon, Thomas called them and had them come to his office.

Thomas put his pen down when they arrived.

He was personally satisfied with Luke and Selina.

They were capable and obedient.

Thomas knew exactly what Brock had done and how Luke and Selina had reacted.

He thought even more highly of them after that.

Luke and Selina were worth grooming more than Brock, who was petty and too focused on office politics. However…

He walked out from behind his table and leaned against it, before he asked casually, "How are things going with work?"

Luke and Selina were at a loss. Why are you both asking the same question? Do you really not know the situation?

But they could only say that things were fine.

After some chit-chat, Thomas suddenly asked, "Do you know Tony Stark?"

Stumped for a moment, Luke answered, "We met him when we were on security detail at the meeting hall a few days ago."

Thomas immediately understood. "The day before yesterday, LAPD sent me an offer to say that they've accepted the both of you."

Luke and Selina were astounded. "Huh?"

From their expressions, Thomas knew that they hadn't seen this coming.

Luke and Selina were puzzled.

It was obvious that someone had pulled strings for them to come to Westside Houston Police Department.

Otherwise, Luke would have had to go to a police school and learn the necessary knowledge. Then, he would have to pass HPD's test before he was hired as a police officer.

It was thanks to Robert that they were able to come to Westside Houston Police Department.

But why was the Los Angeles Police Department recruiting them? Was this a joke?

They had never applied for a post there, nor were they qualified to. Why did LAPD want someone from HPD?

Luke thought of Thomas's mention of Tony Stark, and realized something.

It had to be the work of that playboy.

For the boss of a major LA corporation, was it a problem for him to send two people to the police department there?

No agency was completely impartial and devoid of corruption.

This was highly unconventional, but with Tony Stark's wealth and power, it wasn't impossible.

Luke remembered Skye from S.H.I.E.L.D.. She had been able to join S.H.I.E.L.D. only because Coulson liked her.

What Skye did violated multiple laws in the United States. Her background wasn't clean, either.

Did S.H.I.E.L.D. have a sloppier vetting system than the police?

Of course not! But since Coulson had been partial toward Skye, the rules and regulations could be temporarily ignored.

Thomas looked at them and said, "What do you think?"

Luke quickly shook his head. "I don't want to go."

Selina also shook her head. "Me neither."

With a subtle look on his face, Thomas finally said, "What if I encourage you to accept this offer?"

Luke and Selina were stunned. What was the meaning of this?

Thomas thought for a moment before he said, "I can promise you that you're free to return to Houston whenever you want if you don't like the job there."

After a brief silence, Luke said, "I'll have to get my family's input."

Thomas immediately got a headache. That was Robert! He really didn't want to squabble with him.

He looked at Selina and said, "You can get back to work now, Selina."

Selina nodded and quickly left the office.

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Chapter 98 Good News and Bad News

After Selina left, Thomas locked the door himself. He turned around and said, "Luke, you're very smart. You must've guessed that Tony Stark is behind the offer."

He paused for a moment, before he continued, "On the other hand, I have some bad news. Somebody on the Wolfkyle case noticed something, and has started to investigate you. It'll be very easy for them to set you up. After all, they have a lot of local connections."

Luke thought for a moment and immediately knew what this was about.

Thomas had told him something about Charlie Diaz, the host of the game, before. Above all else, he was without doubt someone who was very rich.

It really was possible to do anything in America if you had enough money — as long as you didn't piss off someone else with even more money.

If Luke and Selina stayed here, the families of the players would come looking for trouble sooner or later.

Thomas was being rather tactful. Actually, it wouldn't be unusual if they hired a bunch of assassins to eliminate Luke and Selina.

So, the deeper reason was that Thomas was shouldering a lot of pressure for them.

What if the pressure became too much for him someday?

Looking at Luke's face, Thomas knew that he understood. He continued, "You're Robert's child, so I'll be honest with you. Tony Stark promised to establish a charity fund for the disabled and deceased officers of our department as long as you and Selina go to Los Angeles."

Luke immediately got it.

This was a tempting offer for Thomas, who was trying to get promoted to director of the department.

Every officer in the department would thank him for this charity fund.

More importantly, Thomas would be the sole person responsible for helping to get the fund, so all the officers had to thank him alone.

The job transfer was beneficial for both Luke and Thomas.

Luke pondered for a moment and said, "I have to discuss it with Selina."

Looking at Luke's face, Thomas raised the ante. "I can put a special request through for you in the job transfer. The Los Angeles Police Department will have to give you equal treatment, and I'm planning to promote you and Selina again."

Luke shook his head. "That won't be necessary. I'm only nineteen, and Selina isn't twenty-five yet. We would draw too much attention."

It was a fact.

Most police officers needed to work long enough before they could be promoted. Generally speaking, becoming a third rank detective at twenty-eight wasn't half bad.

Most departments required their police officers to have worked for a certain number of years before they could be promoted, and there were few exceptions.

If Luke reported to the Los Angeles Police Department as a third rank detective, every police officer would assume that he had a dad so amazing that even the director of the police department had to please him; that was the only possible explanation for a young officer to have such a high rank.

Stark, whom the director of the Los Angeles Police Department really needed to please, wasn't really backing Luke. So, Luke would rather avoid the other officers' suspicions.

For a moment, Thomas was stunned. He hadn't expected Luke to refuse the promotion.

Luke continued, "Also, we're young and inexperienced. We might make mistakes with more power."

Thomas said, "…Really?" He wasn't really convinced.

Few people in the entire world would ever refuse a promotion.

However, with an awkward and perturbed look on his face, Luke added, "Chief, you should know that I spent all my savings on a car, but it was wasted on the trip to Wolfkyle. Selina is also from a regular family and has to support three siblings. I don't think we can afford to live in Los Angeles. So, is there something you can do to help us?"

Thomas was lost for words.

What could he do? Department funding was always monitored.

Thomas was now looking to be promoted, so he certainly wouldn't make any sort of mistake at this point in time.

If Luke accepted the promotion, he would get a pay rise, and Thomas would be justified in rewarding him for his distinguished performance.

However, Luke had refused the promotion, which meant that Thomas couldn't give Luke any money, even after the charity fund was established.

Otherwise, someone might accuse Thomas of giving away the compensation meant for disabled officers or families of the deceased to Luke, and there would be severe consequences.

Thomas couldn't give Luke any money himself, nor could he ask the police department to… Wait!

The Westside Houston Police Department couldn't give them money, but the Los Angeles Police Department could!

LAPD certainly wasn't inviting Luke to join out of the goodness of their hearts.

What promise had Tony Stark made them, and if Luke and Selina didn't go, would he still fulfill it?

Thomas couldn't be the only one who was feeling anxious at the moment; the Los Angeles Police Department had to be feeling the same.

Thinking this, Thomas nodded and said, "I'll see what I can do. You can talk to your partner first. Both of you must make the same decision, understand?"

Luke nodded. "Thank you very much, chief. I'll be on my way."

Thomas nodded and said, "Off you go."

Luke suddenly turned around and said, "Right, chief, Brock congratulated us earlier."

Stunned for a moment, Thomas then said mockingly, "Hehe, if you're still here in a couple of days, you can 'congratulate' him too."

Luke asked suspiciously, "Huh?"

Thomas said, "Well, if you have connections in the FBI, you can visit him at his new address."

Luke grinned and stood straight to salute him. "Thank you, chief."

Thomas merely waved his hand, indicating that he should go.

After he left the office, Luke's lip curled. Oh, yeah! I won't stand in your way when you leave for a "brighter" future either, Officer Brock!

On his way back to the Major Crimes Division, Luke was deep in thought.

He was quite amenable to going to Los Angeles.

The situation in Los Angeles couldn't be any worse than in Houston.

Who knew if the families of the players would come looking for revenge, so it would be best if he stayed away from Texas for now.

He also had to call Robert and warn him not to get carelessly ambushed.

Luke didn't really have a choice.

If possible, he wished that he had never encountered the players of the hunting club; the game would never let him go now.

The fact that he survived meant that their differences were irreconcilable.

The current situation wasn't the best, but it certainly wasn't the worst.

As for Tony Stark's motive for getting Luke transferred, he didn't really care about that.

Tony Stark would only try to slap Luke's face at most; he wouldn't resort to violence or vent his anger on Luke's family.

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Chapter 99 Cash Over Promotion

Of course, the playboy would find it difficult to get his wish.

But in any case, Tony Stark was a man of integrity, and the guys from the hunting club had none.

Thinking that, Luke's eyes flashed coldly.

He pulled Selina out of the police station and whispered to her about the offer. The girl immediately shrieked, "Ah, Los Angeles? I'm going to Hollywood! Wait, where's Hollywood in Los Angeles? Is it in our jurisdiction?"

Sweating hard, Luke replied, "The Westside Los Angeles Police Department covers Hollywood and West Hollywood. Beverly Hills and Sunset Boulevard are both there."

Selina screamed again, "Ahhhh! I want to go! I have to go!"

Luke said, "…Do you have any money? You'll starve if you don't have money."

Selina was frustrated. "Right, we don't have any savings right now."

Luke said, "That's why I said to Chief Thomas that we would prefer cash over a promotion."

Selina's eyes bulged. "What? How's that possible?"

Their transfer was weird and unconventional in the first place. Who would give them money?

Luke snorted. "If my guess is correct, a certain playboy who has too much money is behind this. The police departments in both Houston and Los Angeles will benefit a lot from our transfer. What's wrong with asking for some money? I would rather not go if it means that we end up starving; it's much cheaper to live in Houston, at least."

Selina thought for a moment, but shook her head. "I wouldn't count on us getting anything."

Luke said, "Will you come with me if I do get us some money?"

Selina nodded quickly. "Of course. Actually, I want to go even if you don't get any money.'

Luke said, "…You better call home and tell them about the transfer. I think it'll happen soon."

Things turned out exactly like he said.

Three days later, Luke and Selina set off on a Greyhound bus.

Luke's only regret was that he couldn't say goodbye to their "beloved" Officer Brock; when Luke left, the man had been suspended pending the FBI's investigation.

Thomas brought them a piece of good news: the Los Angeles Police Department was willing to pay Luke and Selina a special relocation allowance.

Each of them got fifty thousand dollars, which was roughly their salary for an entire year.

Selina was confused at the reason for the money. She had never heard of a relocation allowance in her entire career before.

Officers in L.A. got a rent subsidy of two thousand dollars, not fifty thousand.

Luke merely chuckled. He knew that if Thomas had gotten a charity fund, the Los Angeles Police Department must've gotten something even bigger.

A hundred thousand dollars actually wasn't a problem for the big shots in the Los Angeles Police Department, because they didn't have to promote Luke and Selina now.

Even if Luke had asked for two hundred thousand, the Los Angeles Police Department would still have accepted it.

The Los Angeles Police Department was even more anxious than the Westside Houston Police Department was.

After the deal was made, the Los Angeles Police Department immediately urged them to come over, and even transferred them money for the plane tickets.

However… Selina said that the Greyhound bus would be more comfortable.

Of course, she only said that to Luke.

So, they took a Greyhound bus and headed west.

They saved on the money for plane tickets that way, since the Greyhound bus cost no more than one tenth of a flight. Naturally, the rest of the money went into their pockets.

Luke was fine with the bus.

Although they had just earned fifty thousand dollars each, it was never a bad idea to save money. They were told to report for duty in three days, and it would take two days at most to reach Los Angeles by bus.

Selina couldn't take that many bags with her this time, so she simply packed up the apartment and left her luggage to her colleagues to send to her once she was settled.

They had gotten HPD a charity fund, so they didn't feel guilty about the request at all.

What could Thomas say? He simply told the logistics division to handle the request.

Considering how much the Greyhound cost, it definitely wasn't the most comfortable means of transport.

But Luke and Selina were both young and strong, and it wasn't so bad for them.

They made it to Los Angeles in good time, and reported to the Los Angeles Police Department.

They had done it once just two months ago, so they were familiar with the procedure.

However, they had to take care of the paperwork themselves this time. They were assigned to the Major Crimes Division.

Luke was amused. They had been in the Major Crimes Division before, and were still in the same department after the transfer.

Selina was delighted to be assigned to the Westside Los Angeles Police Department; she would've accepted the transfer even without a relocation allowance.

Hearing that, Luke gloomily added, "You can't live without money here. This is one of the most expensive districts in L.A. You better worry about your rent first."

Selina was frustrated.

But soon, she was happy again. "That's fine. Don't we have a rent subsidy?"

Luke said, "Hehe. Do you think it'll be enough for you to rent a shed?"

Selina glared at him. "Can you only bring up the annoying money stuff after I've enjoyed the wonders of this place?"

Luke said, "No, we have to find a place to stay first. We'll use up the rent subsidy if we live in a hotel."

They finally found a suitable apartment after three days of searching.

It was similar to their apartment in Houston.

It was a 50-square meter, two-bedroom apartment, and its only advantage was that it was already furnished with the basics.

The rent was twelve hundred dollars a month.

It would've been more than fifteen hundred if the apartment were slightly newer or had an elevator.

After they moved in, Selina cried, "This isn't worth it! We'll use up our relocation allowance on rent in a couple of years."

Luke shrugged. "Don't worry, I guarantee we'll make a fortune."

Selina wasn't convinced. "We're police officers. How do you plan to make a fortune?"

Pondering for a moment, Luke proposed, "How about we invent something?"

Selina laughed. "Tsk! You aren't a kindergartner anymore. Please grow up." She thought Luke was talking about inventing gadgets for children to play with.

Luke smiled but didn't say anything.

He hadn't felt the lack of money as much when he was in Houston. After all, Texas was one of the states with the lowest taxes, and California had some of the highest.

Their salaries were substantially higher after the transfer.

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Chapter 100 New Partner, New Case, and New Star

Luke's annual salary in Houston was forty-two thousand dollars. In L.A., it was fifty-four thousand.

Selina's salary had increased from forty-seven thousand to sixty thousand.

However, their pay rise wasn't enough to offset the increase in living expenses.

They would probably earn an annual salary of more than eighty thousand dollars in a few years, and they wouldn't need to worry about money then.

Until then, however, they would have to rely on their relocation allowance.

Selina was very frustrated because she had given her relocation allowance to her family.

Luke had no objections to that.

Selina seemed independent, but she did care about her family. Her attitude toward money was different from that of many Americans, and it was her choice to do more for her family.

Luke didn't find it odd, either. As a Chinese in his last life, he had seen too many parents and children doing everything they could for each other.

He had offered his fifty thousand dollars to Catherine, but she refused it.

Robert even told Luke to scram the moment he picked up the phone.

After all, Robert and Catherine earned around ninety thousand dollars a year between them. Once Luke started working, they didn't have to provide for him anymore, and they didn't have a huge financial burden.

Robert had put twenty thousand dollars aside when Luke said he wanted to go to college before. That money was now naturally left for Claire.

Thus, Robert and Catherine weren't short of money right now.

After a good rest, Luke and Selina officially started work the next day.

Dustin Hammond, the commanding officer of the Major Crimes Division, was neither warm nor cold. Both of them were relieved.

It would be fine as long as their new boss wasn't as annoying as Brock.

This time, each of them were told to work with a seasoned detective rather than staying as partners.

It was perfectly understandable.

After the incident with Brock, Luke realized that his thinking had been wrong.

As their commanding officer, Brock had been dissatisfied with newbies Luke and Selina working with each other.

Part of this had to do with how they had managed to crack a few cases together in Houston, except for those which they had chanced upon by accident.

So, Luke made a pact with Selina.

Each of them would follow a local detective to familiarize themselves with this place first. After a while, they would apply to work together again.

By then, they would be familiar with the environment and have their own informants. They wouldn't need to worry about their new boss setting them up like Brock had.

It clearly wouldn't be easy to apply for such a thing, but Luke would work something out.

Selina was assigned to a black detective named Donald Dake, and Luke was told to work with a middle-aged Latino woman named Elsa Torres.

The Los Angeles Police Department was the department with the highest number of female officers in America at roughly twenty percent.

Also, more than thirty percent of the police officers were Latino.

Selina's arrival had raised the percentages slightly. It wasn't unusual for Luke to get a Latino female as his partner, either.

Elsa was rather curious about Luke. "Let's go. I have two cases. Are you ready? Do you need a holiday?"

Luke smiled. "Oh, Elsa. I'm a workaholic."

Elsa snorted. "Bullsh*t. Nobody is really a workaholic, at least not in the Major Crimes Division."

Luke grinned. "Well, consider it a demonstration of the right attitude from a newbie."

Elsa was dazed for a moment, before she smiled and said, "I can accept that."

Luke got in the car, and Elsa drove off.

She was certainly a domineering woman, who was unwilling to give the wheel to Luke.

But it was understandable. Weak women wouldn't last long in the Major Crimes Division.

Luke asked casually, "What are we working on?"

Elsa said, "A tricky case. Do you know Katie Winterster?"

Luke thought for a moment and shook his head. "The name does ring a bell, but I can't recall that I do."

Elsa glanced at him. "You really don't know her?"

Luke asked, "Is she very famous?"

Elsa was rendered speechless. "…She got really big two years ago. She's only 21, but started acting when she was 16, and made a name for herself with her nude scene in Don't Move directed by Peter."

Luke said, "Oh. I really haven't heard of her. Maybe I heard her name from the news or something."

Elsa chuckled. "She has a great body and doesn't hesitate to flaunt it. You haven't seen her movie?"

Luke shrugged. "I like more epic movies, like Star Wars or Band of Brothers. What you're describing has to be an art movie, right? I'm not a big fan of those."

Elsa nodded and accepted the answer.

"She has a small problem. A person died in her house two days ago, but she claims that she doesn't know him. Now, we have to question her again," said Elsa.

Luke asked, "What do we know about the dead person?"

"John Doe. No ID, no dental records, and his fingerprints and DNA aren't in the database. He's a young white male, between 25 to 27 years old, 1.75 meters tall, and weighs 220 pounds. Oh, and his body was found floating naked in Miss Katie's pool by the cleaning lady the following morning." Elsa rattled out the information.

Luke was rather surprised. "1.75 meters tall and 220 pounds? Wouldn't that make him obese?"

Elsa nodded. "Which is why I can't think of a reason he could die there without making a sound, unless it's an inside job. Miss Katie has plenty of security; a 200-pound fatty wouldn't be able to break into her place that easily."

That was also what Luke found surprising.

It was difficult for a 200-pound man to walk in the first place, let alone break into the home of a celebrity.

Most of these rich people would have an electric security fence installed around their place; only professionals would be able to sneak in.

As they talked, the car reached Beverly Hills.

Luke found it odd. "Katie lives here? Is she rich? Didn't she only become famous a few years ago?"

Elsa shrugged. "She does. As to how much money she makes, that's a concern for the IRS, not us."

Hearing that, Luke changed the topic. "Do you have any leads?"

Elsa shook her head. "She insisted that a lawyer be present the entire time. If someone hadn't died, she would've gotten her security to kick us out."

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Chapter 101 Dead, Swimming Naked, and Inspiration

Luke was speechless."…The rich are truly willful."

Elsa couldn't agree more. "Few residents here are nice to talk to. Try not to say anything when we see her."

Luke nodded. He knew that rookies were expected to say and do less, and watch and listen more.

As they talked, they reached a villa.

Luke observed the villa and compared it with the houses he had seen in the last few days. He knew that it couldn't be too expensive.

The villa wasn't located in the best neighborhood, nor was it big. It couldn't be worth more than three million dollars. So, it was only a low-end residence in Beverly Hills.

Most of the truly luxurious houses in Beverly Hills cost more than ten million dollars. The best ones might even cost thirty to fifty million.

They pressed the buzzer, and a woman spoke to Elsa over the intercom for a while. Elsa also showed her badge to the security camera.

They then waited for several minutes, but nothing happened.

Luke found it odd. "What's the meaning of this? It takes her this long to call Katie?"

Elsa wasn't bothered. "Don't be impatient. I waited forty minutes the first time I was here. When we finally met, she told me that she was putting on makeup."

Luke was speechless. "…Is she ugly?" Many stars weren't really pretty without makeup.

Elsa smiled. "No, she looked as pretty as if she was about to attend a news conference when she met me."

Luke remarked, "It is in the nature of every woman to pursue beauty."

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman ran over, shouting in panic. "Ah, come in, officers! Something terrible has happened!"

The front door was already open when they arrived. Luke and Elsa looked at the woman in confusion.

Elsa introduced her quickly. "This is Sally, a caretaker that Katie hired."

Sally was still shouting.

Elsa could only yell, "Stop!"

Scared, Sally finally stopped screaming.

Elsa asked, "What happened?"

Sally panicked again. "Dead! Miss Katie is dead!"

Elsa exclaimed, "What?"

Luke was lost for words.

A moment later, Sally took them to the pool. Looking at the body floating in the water, Elsa and Luke then stared at each other in bewilderment.

Soon, Elsa called the police department for reinforcements.

It was unnecessary to call an ambulance. Looking at how she was floating in the pool, they knew that the star was as dead as a doornail.

Very soon, the forensics department arrived and began to collect evidence.

Luke asked Elsa in a low voice, "Is Katie in the habit of swimming naked?"

Elsa replied, "Not that I know of. At least, she wears a bikini when she's out on Santa Monica beach."

Luke nodded, deep in thought.

Yes, Miss Katie Winterster was floating naked and face down in the pool in her own backyard. Furthermore, this pool was only one meter deep.

However, two people had drowned one after another in this one-meter-deep pool.

Even weirder, both John Doe and Miss Katie had died naked, and had even been found in the same position.

The case was pretty odd in every aspect.

However, Luke wasn't in any rush.

It was Elsa's case. It was best that he didn't speak unless he was absolutely confident, or Elsa would feel that he was being rash.

Elsa showed no intention of asking for his input, either. She was busy working on her own.

The police officers who had arrived as reinforcements interrogated the villa's two caretakers and the security guard.

Luke simply quietly observed how Elsa communicated with them.

What he had learned back in Shackelford could only be called the basics at best; Elsa was obviously more skilled.

The forensic examiners here were more professional, too. They were as busy as bees in and outside the house.

They examined Katie's bed, the floor, and the pool, and even collected a bottle of pool water.

However, the conversation which the two examiners had over Katie's naked body was rather creepy.

"I actually quite liked her in Don't Move. I remember that there's a red dot on her chest."

"Is she fatter now? Look here. It's definitely cellulite."

"That's fine. It's not like she has to worry about her weight any longer."

"She claimed on her blog that she's 1.7 meters tall, but she's actually only 1.64 meters tall. She really lied about her height."

"Everybody wants to be taller. Touch here."

"Oh, needle punctures. She had fat implants. No wonder she changed from a 34B to 34D."

Luke was lost for words.

They regarded the body of such a famous star purely as medical learning material. They claimed to be Katie's fans, but their hands were cold and emotionless, as if she were a dead pig.

In the end, one of the forensic examiners gave Elsa the preliminary findings. "The estimated time of death is between three and four o'clock in the morning. This might not be accurate, however, given how long the body was in the water, and we'll need to examine it further. There's water in her lungs, so she may have drowned. There are no external injuries, except for a broken toenail."

Elsa listened and asked a few more questions.

Luke seized the opportunity to go to Katie's bedroom. He nodded at the examiner who was working and observed the bedroom.

The examiner was occupied, but her interest was piqued. She asked the young detective curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"Inspiration!" Luke closed his eyes and circled the room without bumping into any of the furniture, which astonished the examiner.

Then, Luke smiled at her and walked out.

The examiner was a young girl who was obviously new on the job. Dazed by Luke's smile, she blushed a moment later. "Wow, he's really handsome, isn't he? No, I have to work. I'm definitely working late today."

She was busy for a moment, before she stopped again. "But he's really pretty, especially when he smiles. Why did he smile at me? Is he interested? No, he didn't even ask for my name…"

Without the faintest idea that he had flirted with a girl with his face alone, Luke walked out of the bedroom and returned to the pool.

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Chapter 102 Inaccessible Video Tape

Instead of meeting with Elsa, Luke took a turn and followed a trail through the garden at the back of the villa. In the end, he found himself standing before a small gate.

The gate was shut. Luke peeped out through the iron bars and saw that the main road was only two hundred meters to the right.

He followed the wall to the right and looked around. When he stopped at the end of the wall, he noticed a surveillance camera above the door of another house across the street.

He found the caretaker named Sally again and asked her how to open the gate.

Sally said that it could be opened with a remote inside the house.

Luke nodded and said, "Please open it for me. I want to check the street out back."

Sally pressed a button on a panel in the living room and then said, "It's done."

Observing the panel from behind her, Luke suddenly asked, "Is this the only way to open the back gate?"

Sally shook her head. "No, Selev also has a remote that can open the front and back

gates."

Luke thanked her and left.

He went to the back gate again, and it was already half open.

Luke walked out and went down the road on the right. He observed the surveillance camera for a while. It was installed over the back door of the house.

He moved on and reached the main road.

Standing on the main road, he looked around, deep in thought, before he shook his head and returned to Katie's villa.

Elsa was looking for him. She frowned and asked, "Where have you been?"

Luke replied, "I was looking for surveillance cameras to see if we might get anything from them."

Elsa found the answer acceptable. She nodded, "Not bad. What did you find?"

Luke said, "There's a surveillance camera over the back door of another house. We can ask for the footage."

Elsa said, "Go and do that. Bring the tape back to the police station. I need to go back now. Boss is already asking about our progress. We'll be screwed if we can't crack this case."

Luke just nodded.

The death of a popular star was definitely a troublesome case, not because stars were important, but because people tended to gossip about it.

If they couldn't crack the case, it would significantly tarnish the police department's reputation.

The death of the 200-pound fatty didn't have as big an impact in comparison, and the police department wasn't as anxious over it.

Luke left via the back gate and went over to the house with the surveillance camera. He pressed the doorbell and showed his badge.

Soon, a security guard spoke to him.

After checking Luke's badge and hearing Luke's request, the guard said that he had to inform the owner of the house.

Eventually… Luke didn't get the tape.

The owner of the house refused Luke's request for the surveillance footage without any explanation.

Luke negotiated for quite a while. The guard hesitated, but didn't ask the owner of the house again.

Luke had to give up. When he returned to the police department, Elsa was reporting to Dustin.

Luke's arrival caught their attention.

Both of them frowned when they heard that the owner of the house was unwilling to cooperate.

"Are you sure you were nice enough?" Elsa couldn't help but ask.

Luke smiled bitterly. "It was a security guard who spoke to me. I think he was willing to give the footage to me, but the owner of the house told him to refuse me without meeting me at all."

Dustin shook his head. "Elsa, go and see what's wrong with the house. Try to get the footage. After all, there aren't many surveillance cameras in that area. Alright, chop chop. The director is calling me again. I don't want to give him nothing the next time he calls me."

Luke and Elsa nodded and left.

Elsa obviously wasn't in a good mood.

They hadn't solved the John Doe case yet, but a star had already died again in the same spot, which was too eye-catching.

If she couldn't solve the case, she might be demoted.

With an awful look on her face, she asked Luke to follow her and said, "You're still too young. You have to be smart when you deal with those magnates."

She retrieved information on the house that owned the surveillance camera. Then, her expression became even more awful.

The house belonged to Jenny Gwenis, daughter of the president of the Tiger Foundation.

Boris, the president of the Tiger Foundation, was a great player in the field of law and finance.

They were truly a rich and troublesome family.

Even though the footage wasn't important to them, they might still be unwilling to cooperate.

Taking a deep breath, Elsa took Luke to the house again, only to be refused once more.

She didn't even meet the owner of the house, much less acquire the footage.

Infuriated, she talked to Dustin and applied for a search warrant which would allow them to retrieve the footage.

It was mostly because word of the case had already gotten out. Katie had really become popular in the past two years.

She had always been a topic of discussion, and dying naked in her own pool like the previous John Doe made everything even more intriguing.

Under enormous pressure, the police department didn't care about the president of the Tiger Foundation anymore. After all, they only wanted the surveillance footage, not to arrest him.

Elsa left with high expectations, but returned in frustration.

She had finally made it into the house this time, but failed to obtain the footage.

The owner of the house claimed that the surveillance camera was broken and hadn't recorded anything.

The technicians that went with Elsa checked the surveillance system. They told her that the tape inside had been removed.

The monitor was dark because the surveillance system hadn't been activated at all.

As to whether it had been deactivated before she arrived or if it had always been down, nobody could tell.

Elsa was scolded by Dustin again for failing to get the footage.

Dustin, on the other hand, was scolded by the director, who told him that Boris had called to protest the police's abuse of power.

Elsa gloomily scolded Luke after she returned.

It was because nobody would have known about the surveillance camera if it wasn't for him.

In the end, Elsa was frustrated again and again, and didn't find any leads.

Luke didn't complain and simply said that he would check again.

Elsa was too upset to talk to him. She simply drove her car away.

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Chapter 103 Videotape for Videotape

Luke took a bus and returned to the villa of the daughter of the Tiger Foundation's president. He observed it for a moment, then knocked on the door of another villa on the corner.

The owner of this villa, David Smith, was much more normal. He gladly acceded to Luke's request for surveillance footage, and said that he could take it back with him.

Luke thanked him and left his card, saying that David could contact him if he had any problems.

Luke returned with more than ten videotapes. He went straight to the forensics department.

With the equipment there, he began to go through the footage.

David's villa was on the same side as Katie's. The camera was aimed at the back door of his house, and also happened to include Jenny Gwenis's back door in the frame.

Luke checked the footage and soon found something

But after watching it several times over, he shook his head and gave up.

Since there wasn't any light late at night, nothing could be seen at the entrance to Katie's house except an opaque shadow.

The shadow was blocked by the wall of David's house. Only Jenny's camera could've gotten a clear view.

However, as Luke continued watching, he figured out why Jenny was unwilling to surrender the surveillance footage.

Chuckling, Luke made a copy of David's footage and found Elsa again.

Elsa was looking into the files, including confessions from suspects and reports from other officers on any anomalies in the past few days.

Luke tapped softly on her table with his finger to draw her attention.

Elsa asked impatiently, "What's up?"

Luke said, "I went to David Smith's house and got his surveillance footage."

Elsa was stunned. "Whose house?"

Luke explained, "Katie's neighbor."

Elsa narrowed her eyes. "Do you have a suspect?"

Luke said, "I found something, but it isn't important."

Elsa didn't say anything and indicated for him to continue.

Luke went on, "The important thing is that I've figured out why Jenny is unwilling to give us the surveillance footage."

Elsa asked, "Why?"

Luke said, "There are a few people that I don't recognize, but maybe you do. Do you want to have a look?"

Elsa rose quickly. "Let's go to Dustin's office He has a VCR."

Half an hour later, Elsa and Dustin smiled at the video.

Both of them had "gotcha" expressions on their faces.

Luke was new to this place, so he wasn't sure how important his finding was.

Elsa and Dustin, however, had worked here long enough for them to recognize the people who appeared at Jenny's back door.

Elsa sneered. "No wonder she doesn't want to give us the footage. She was secretly buying weed. Let's see how she can refuse us this time."

Seeing how optimistic the two of them were, Luke reminded them, "We better hurry, or she may destroy the footage to eliminate proof of her wrongdoing."

Elsa and Dustin were both dazed for a moment. Elsa stood up quickly and said, "I'll talk to her."

Dustin said, "Okay, but don't argue with her. What she bought isn't important to the Major Crimes Division."

Elsa nodded and left.

When she reached the door of the office, she suddenly said, "Luke, come with me."

Luke nodded with a smile.

Elsa focused on the road, but did glance at Luke several times. She finally said, "You're good. You were calm enough to find leads on your own. You'll do a great job."

Luke nodded with a smile.

He knew, however, that if he had gone and asked Jenny for the surveillance footage himself, Elsa would've been angry with him.

Elsa wasn't Selina. She certainly wouldn't like her partner doing things on his own.

Luke didn't really care about the credit he could get in the police department. What he cared about was the rate of his contribution in the system.

He was fine with giving away most of the credit even if he had done most of the actual work.

There was no cheating in front of the system.

They arrived at Jenny's house, only to be refused by the security guard again.

Now that she had the greatest trump card, Elsa sneered and said calmly, "Oh, she doesn't want to see us? Go and tell her a few names: Bill, Curry, George and Locke. If she still doesn't want to see us, I'll come again with an official subpoena tomorrow."

The guard hesitated for a moment, but still went back to Jenny.

Ten minutes later, the guard returned and opened the door. "Officers, please come in. Miss Jenny is waiting for you."

Luke kept silent after they met.

Elsa asked Jenny to have everybody else leave the room before she said, "Miss Gwenis, we're not interested in what you're hiding; in fact, we found out via other surveillance footage, so it's pointless for you to hide the tape that we need."

As she spoke, she tossed a few pictures which she had gotten printed out over to Jenny.

Jenny panicked when she saw the people in the pictures. "Where… Where did you get these?"

Elsa smiled coldly, "Jenny, we don't care about what you did. All we want is the videotape. We're not the DEA, and the last thing we're interested in is your personal life. Now, can you give us the videotape?".

Jenny still hesitated, but in the end, she handed the videotape over at Elsa's prompting

Thankfully, she wasn't as clever as real criminals. She had kept the videotape in her room and never thought to destroy it.

Satisfied, Elsa left with the videotape.

Luke, however, rolled his eyes and stayed a while longer. He put his card on the table and said, "Miss Gwenis, I'm Luke. I'm now working in the Major Crimes Division. You can contact me if you have any problems."

Jenny was too distracted to notice what he said. She even subconsciously hated the young man because of his connection to Elsa. However, opposite genders tended to be attracted to each other.

Luke wasn't exactly handsome, but he certainly wasn't ugly. His smooth skin and gentle smile could easily invoke genial feelings.

After Luke left, Jenny recalled what Luke said, and beamed. What a fool she was! This young man and that witch Elsa were responsible for the case together. Since he had left a card and offered to help her out, didn't that mean that she could ask him for updates?

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Chapter 104 Culprit, and Case Solved

She could ask Luke later whether her purchase of weed would be exposed during the investigation.

Thinking that, Jenny carefully put Luke's card in her purse.

She was slightly reassured by Luke's promise. At least, she felt that she could pay the young officer for inside information from the police department.

Luke, however, had other plans.

Jenny had bought weed from drug dealers. For Luke, she was a gold mine.

As long as he kept an eye on her and even pretended to befriend her, Luke might be able to catch a big fish with her help.

Luke had never realized the importance of money until he came to Los Angeles.

He would need a tremendous amount of money to establish the network of informants that he had in mind.

After solving Katie's case, he could cripple the dealers who had provided Jenny with the illegal drugs and shake them down for the money he needed.

He returned to the police department with Elsa. They began to watch the footage which they had just acquired.

Based on the timestamp from David's videotape, they soon found the shadow again.

On the videotape from Jenny's camera, the person appeared twice, at 3:35 and 3:57 respectively. Altogether, there was almost thirty seconds' worth of footage of him on video.

It was a pity that the man's face was blocked by a cloak. He was also intentionally keeping his head down, so it was impossible to tell what he looked like.

The footage gave them a clear idea of his height and physique, however, which was important progress.

Elsa wasn't in a hurry, and continued watching the videotape with Luke.

They rewound it clip by clip.

It was a week's worth of surveillance footage on the videotape, and few people appeared on this back road. Thus, they were able to skim through it quickly.

When the videotape was rewound to the evening of the day before yesterday, Luke suddenly called out, "Stop!"

Elsa instinctively hit the pause button.

Luke said, "Play it back a little. Right there! Elsa, do you see him?"

Elsa squinted at the man who was walking toward the camera, his back to the setting sun. His face happened to be turned to the side, allowing the sun to illuminate it.

She said, "Call a technician. Ask them to compare the man with the suspect."

A technician soon arrived to process the image of the man on the videotape, before he generated a model on the computer.

Comparing the model with the person on David's videotape, the technician said decisively, "It's a 92% match; most likely, they're the same person."

Elsa said excitedly, "Run his profile through the facial recognition system and see if we get any hits."

The technician was immediately on it.

Elsa and Luke went to Dustin's office with the photo.

Elsa had barely presented the photo to the commanding officer of the Major Crimes Division when he frowned. "Sergei Mazanov?"

Elsa was stunned. "Boss, do you know him?".

Dustin said, "He's not active in our territory, but he's the leader of a Eastern European gang in New York. I've seen his file before. He's brutal and vindictive. Why are you investigating him?"

Elsa said, "He could be our suspect in Katie's murder."

Dustin exclaimed, "What?"

His head throbbed fiercely when he heard the answer.

Things were tricky now!

If his guess was correct, this man would've returned to New York after the crime.

That meant that in order to investigate the case, they would have to work with NYPD, which could be complicated.

More importantly, the man was a gang leader.

NYPD might not be interested in challenging a notorious gangster over a Los Angeles case.

The gangs from Eastern Europe were famous for their insanity and brutality.

They wouldn't hesitate to use bombs or RPGs in downtown city areas if they were cornered.

Would NYPD risk that over a case in Los Angeles?

Dustin waved his hand and said, "Work on the case and verify that he's the criminal first. As to when the criminal can be arrested, that will be another matter."

It wasn't exactly the best solution.

After all, a case was never really closed until the culprit was caught.

The public didn't consider the practical problems that the police department faced in law enforcement, and would only curse the police's ineptness.

The rich upper-class would know better, however, so the pressure from them wouldn't be as bad.

Interstate law enforcement had always been a problem in America. Most of the time, it required FBI intervention.

Few local police departments, however, would be glad to invite the FBI to share the credit; they would never ask for the FBI's help unless it was absolutely necessary.

Elsa and Luke looked at each other and shook their heads with bitter smiles. This case was truly depressing.

Now that they had a suspect, the investigation became a lot easier.

Soon, they got word from the forensics department that the John Doe and Sergei were a 99.99% DNA match.

John Doe was actually Sergei's biological son.

At that point of the investigation, Elsa and Dustin basically figured out what had happened.

It was still unknown how Sergei's 200-pound son had died in Katie's pool, but Sergei obviously blamed Katie for it.

He even took action personally and drowned Katie in the exact same pool.

Katie's autopsy report wasn't out yet, but Elsa learned that there had been a sedative in Katie's system.

Sergei had obviously drugged Katie before throwing her into the pool

Thus, she didn't cry for help, and there were no signs of a struggle. Katie had simply drowned in the pool without a sound.

The case was basically solved.

Elsa and Dustin weren't exactly happy, but they were in much better moods than before.

They now knew who the criminal was, although he had yet to be apprehended. The police department finally had something to tell the public now.

Luke wasn't interested in staying any longer with the two old detectives. He simply said that he had things to do at home because he had just moved here, and left.

He left without hesitation because the system had already rewarded him for solving the case.

Mission: Solve Katie's murder.

Total experience: 50. Total credit: 50.

Contribution rate: 80%. EXP 40. Credit 40.

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Chapter 105 Back-to-Back Encounters

The reward for this mission wasn't much. Luke speculated that it was probably because he hadn't apprehended Sergei.

If he had caught the criminal, he should've gotten more than 100 experience points.

Since the man had already run away, however, Luke decided to take a break.

He had been busy the whole day walking around and then watching video footage. He was pretty exhausted.

But it had definitely been worth it. At the very least, Elsa and Dustin took him more seriously now.

Not everybody could crack a case in a single day.

Luke did have some skills despite the fact that he had been transferred through connections. He wasn't as useless as they thought.

By the time he returned home, it was already past eight, and night had fallen.

Selina was watching TV in the living room. She sat up when she saw Luke. "Hey, you're back! So tell me, how does it feel to work a case in Beverly Hills?"

Luke replied helplessly, "I haven't taken a shower or eaten yet. I'm dizzy after walking for half a day and watching video footage for hours…"

Selina quickly cajoled him. "I bought sandwiches and Dr. Pepper for you. You'll be energized after you have them."

Luke said insincerely, "I can't thank you enough. I'll take a shower first."

Fresh out of the shower a few minutes later, Luke sat down on the couch and had the sandwich which Selina had heated up in the microwave.

He had been too busy working the case to eat today, and was already starving.

Selina knew better than to talk to him right now. She even turned down the volume on the TV.

Luke finished the sandwich in a couple of minutes and had a mouthful of Dr. Pepper. He burped in satisfaction. "Alright, what do you want to know?"

Selina asked, "Is it beautiful? Are the manors swanky? Do they all have hundreds of maids and servants? Right, do they all have a white-haired butler who says 'can I help you, sir' the moment you enter?"

Luke didn't know what to say. "You're talking about the movies. The house I went to only had two caretakers and one security guard. It's only roughly the size of Robert's house, although it's better decorated."

Selina remarked disappointedly, "So the movies lied?"

Luke chuckled. "Did you think they were all real? Well, the house I went to wasn't as extravagant, at least."

Selina snorted. "I thought that everybody in Beverly Hills is rich."

Luke said, "They are. The house I visited today is worth two million at least, not counting the decor and furniture. She definitely isn't poor."

Selina asked, "Huh? Is she beautiful?"

Luke answered, "Yes. She's not bad-looking naked."

Selina was surprised. "She met you naked?"

Luke nodded and said, "Yep. She even showed us her butt."

Selina wasn't convinced. "Are you joking?"

Luke said, "Not really. When we arrived, her body was floating in her pool, naked."

Selina's eyes bulged. "So… unbelievable? Come on, tell me everything about this case."

Luke nodded at the TV and said, "It's on the news."

Selina turned around, only to see pixels floating in a pool next to a familiar face.

After a brief daze, she turned up the volume and exclaimed, "Katie Winterster? You saw her body?"

Luke nodded lazily.

Thanks to the TV, he didn't have to keep talking. He pondered how to find the dealers who had sold the weed to Jenny, and how he could loot them.

Selina asked him again, "Did you find the murderer?"

Luke nodded and said, "Keep it to yourself. It's confidential for now, because the murderer ran away."

Selina was amazed after hearing what Luke had to say. "You just got here and you've already solved such a big case. Your partner won't dare underestimate you now, right?"

Luke looked at her and said, "What about you? How was your first day at work?"

Selina sniffed and said, "It's okay. I'm a gorgeous lady, after all. But I think Donald treats me like a little kid."

Luke shrugged and said, "You're still young, after all. When I see Elsa, I can feel a generation gap."

Selina burst into laughter and kicked him. "She's already 32. Of course there's a generation gap."

Ignoring the violence, Luke asked again, "How do you feel about your partner? He's not hard to get along with, is he?".

Selina thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I don't think so. However, I do feel that he's too slow."

Luke frowned. "Huh?"

Selina said in a low voice, "I don't think he's as smart as you are. He was still asking questions when even I had noticed something wrong."

Luke asked, "What was your case?"

Selina said, "The death of a gangster. I knew from the suspect's face that he was guilty, but Donald still asked questions for a long time."

Luke looked at her and asked, "You didn't interject, did you?"

Selina shook her head. "Why would I? You told me to say and do less, and watch and listen more, so I kept silent."

Luke nodded and said, "I don't think Donald was wrong. He might have known that the suspect was guilty, but there was no reason for him to show it. It's possible that he wanted to make sure first. According to Elsa, Donald is most famous in the Major Crimes Division for how reliable he is. You better not try to outsmart him. Let's just get used to the environment here and the way they work first."

Selina wasn't silly, but she wasn't wise in the ways of the world, either. It was possible that someone might set her up if she stood out too much.

To Donald, she was a new partner. Luke didn't think that Donald would help her unconditionally just because she was pretty.

Luke, on the other hand, had proven his abilities today and hadn't competed with Elsa for credit. That was how he had made his partner happy.

Dustin had to know something, too, or his attitude toward Luke wouldn't have changed. Still, Elsa would be considered as having made the greater contribution to the case after it was solved.

Luke was only a newcomer, after all.

He had confidence as well as the system, so he wasn't upset about how unfair it was. If Selina were in his place, however, she might argue with her superiors.

Luke talked to Selina a while longer about how important it was to keep a low profile, before they returned to their respective rooms and went to bed.

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Chapter 106 The Only Explanation For a Trip

The next day, Luke went to a body shop that he had made an appointment with earlier, and bought a secondhand Ford Focus.

The vehicle had only been used for a year and was in good shape. Luke paid ten thousand dollars for it.

He then drove the secondhand Ford to the police station.

Elsa was at her desk and looked exhausted. She greeted Luke when she saw him. "Let's go. Dustin's asking for you."

Following Elsa, Luke asked, "You didn't get any sleep last night?"

Elsa yawned and said, "No, I was busy looking into Sergei's files."

Luke's interest was piqued. Why was she busy investigating Sergei?

The commanding officer of the Major Crimes Division looked just as exhausted in his office.

Dustin nodded at both of them and indicated that Luke should close the door.

After the door was closed, he said, "Katie's case is basically solved now, but there's still the problem of Sergei. Luke, Elsa believes that you can try catching him in New York. Are you willing to go?"

After a brief daze, Luke asked in confusion, "Is the police department in New York okay with that?"

Dustin sighed and said, "You'll have to negotiate with them and work out a solution."

Luke was rendered speechless.

He was just a rookie detective. How could he negotiate with NYPD, the biggest police department in America, and which had twice as many officers as LAPD did?

Looking at his face, Dustin explained, "You'll check the situation in New York and see if you can apprehend Sergei in a remote place. NYPD should be fine with that. The director has talked to the rest of the department; as long as you don't arrest him in public, they'll allow you to assist them with this case."

Luke felt his head throb fiercely.

It looked like a nice gesture on NYPD's part, but they had full control over the case.

Luke and Elsa would only be acting as support when they were in New York.

He looked at Elsa, who nodded slightly.

Luke knew that it meant that she wanted to go.

What choice did he have? Could he refuse a work trip when he had just started his job?

He could only say, "I'm yours to command, boss."

Relieved, Dustin said, "That's great. Get ready while we finalize negotiations with NYPD in the next two days. It's going to be tricky. Keep it up!"

Elsa and Luke nodded and left.

After they returned to their desks, Elsa asked, "Are you alright?"

Elsa knew that she should've talked to Luke in advance, but for whatever reason, she hadn't.

Luke shook his head. "I'm fine. However, should we investigate the drowning of Sergei's son, while we still have the time?"

Elsa was stumped for a moment, as she hadn't expected Luke to bring it up.

However, Luke's performance yesterday made it impossible for her to overlook his opinion. She asked, "Do you have any leads?"

"Sergei is Russian. Selev, Katie's security guard, is also Russian, isn't he?" said Luke.

Elsa was stunned. She had been too focused on Katie's case yesterday to think of that.

At Luke's reminder, she immediately thought it through. "Do you think that Selev let Sergei's fat son into the villa? Or did he kill the son? Wait, no, if Selev had killed Sergei's son, he would be dead."

Luke said, "I asked Sally yesterday. She said that Seley has a remote that can open the front and back gates; letting in guests would be too easy for him."

Elsa slapped her forehead and said, "That's right! Let's go and investigate Selev."

Luke naturally didn't take his car. He was on the clock, so he got into Elsa's car and they drove off.

In the car, Elsa asked, "Are you sure there's something fishy about Selev? Do you have any proof?"

Luke shrugged and said, "Sergei may have jumped over the wall to enter the villa, but his fat son weighed two hundred pounds. I don't think there's any other way that he could have entered the villa other than through the front or back entrance."

He wasn't telling the truth.

Yesterday, his Sharp Nose had played an important role.

He had smelled Selev in Katie's room; the mix of gun oil, gunpowder and body odor had been all too obvious.

He had learned that while Selev was the security guard, he couldn't enter Katie's room without permission.

Considering how strong the smell was, he must've entered the room before dawn.

A security guard entering his employer's room in the middle of the night, and his employer drowning in the pool after that.

There was nothing right about that.

Secondly, Seley's smell had also appeared on the trail to the back gate. He had obviously walked that trail many times.

The same smell had been by the pool, too.

On top of that, there had been another smell that was similar to Selev's, except that it also carried the scent of chloroform.

The autopsy report showed traces of chloroform in Katie's body.

A man with the scent of chloroform had entered Katie's bedroom, while Selev had carried the faint smell of chloroform as well.

Luke had closed his eyes in Katie's room before because he had been trying to discern the smells with Sharp Nose.

So, the only explanation was that Selev had been in on it.

He had secretly let Sergei into the villa. He might have even worked with Sergei to drug Katie and throw her into the pool.

In the end, he saw Sergei off at the back entrance.

That was the only explanation for the suspicious points in the case as well as for the scents that Luke had picked up.

Luke had left via the back entrance because he had been tracking the smell, which had lingered up to the main road.

That was why he was certain that Jenny's surveillance camera had definitely caught Sergei on tape.

Luke had found the criminals in this supposedly tricky case thanks to his newly acquired ability.

Luke and Elsa reached Katie's villa. They pressed the doorbell, and Sally answered the door.

When they entered, Elsa asked, "Where's Selev? There's something that we need to ask him."

Sally said, "Oh, I saw him in the backyard just now. Should I bring him here?"

Elsa and Luke looked at each other. Elsa said, "Let's go together. We don't have many questions."

They didn't want to alarm him and give him a chance to escape.

However, there was no sign of Selev in the backyard; only the small gate there was wide open.

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Chapter 107 Escape, and the Infatuated Fatty

Luke immediately began to run, because he smelled that Selev had left via the back entrance.

After a brief daze, Elsa hurried to follow him.

Sally was left confused. "Where are you going, Elsa?"

Elsa had no time to answer her. She sped up and tried to catch up with Luke.

Luke ran even faster. He burst out of the back gate several seconds later and turned left.

By the time Elsa ran out of the back gate and looked to her right, Luke had already turned another corner.

To the right of the back entrance was the main road, while there were several other villas to the left. It was a complicated environment.

Naturally, it was thanks to Sharp Nose that Luke was able to track Selev.

Right now, Luke had 24 Strength and 20 Dexterity. He was an extremely fast runner.

In less than one minute, he saw Selev running wildly up ahead.

Amused, Luke shouted, "LAPD! Selev, don't move!"

But Selev only ran faster.

Luke, however, smiled and shouted again, "Selev, stop and come back with me for the investigation!"

Many people would argue that it was pointless to say such things, but it actually wasn't.

Due process was of paramount importance for American police.

Once an officer revealed his identity and ordered a man to freeze, the officer had the right to arrest the man if the latter didn't comply.

It was also easy to guess what was up here – why would the man run if he didn't feel guilty?

Also, shouting enabled officers to identify themselves to passersby, in case any of them thought that the officers were bandits and tackled them.

Luke shouted twice and completed the due process. He immediately sped up.

If Luke hadn't slowed down, Seley would've already been caught. However, since Selev kept running after hearing the warning, Luke was now free to arrest him.

A moment later, he caught up to Selev and lunged, tackling him to the ground.

Given how much more dexterous he was compared with Selev, Luke jumped up and aimed his Glock at Selev. "LAPD, Selev, don't move!"

Selev didn't dare move any longer now that he was at gunpoint.

He actually was carrying a gun.

He had run despite the warning. If he moved again now, Luke could easily shoot him, and wouldn't get into trouble for it as long as he claimed that Seley had drawn his gun.

More importantly, Selev knew for a fact that he had done something stupid.

Yesterday, the director of the police department had stated that they knew who the culprit was, but that his name was being withheld while the investigation was still ongoing. Selev had grown anxious after he read the news.

When Luke and Elsa arrived, he had actually been in the room, hiding behind the door.

He immediately started running when he heard that the officers were here for him.

Luke ordered Selev to lie down slowly on the ground and put both his hands behind his head.

Selev had no choice but to do as he was told.

At that moment, Elsa finally arrived, breathing hard. She took out her gun and aimed it at Selev as well.

Selev was a security guard who was authorized to carry a gun. Else didn't dare be careless.

She then said, "Selev, you're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney…"

Well, the famous Miranda warning was also part of the process.

As she spoke, Elsa gestured at Luke.

Luke nodded and put his gun back. He then pressed Selev down and handcuffed him.

Dragging the guy up, Elsa said with a mysterious smile, "Selev, behave if you want to live."

Selev was silent.

Elsa didn't continue. This wasn't the place for an interrogation anyway.

They took Seley back to the villa. Sally was rather surprised. "Ah, Elsa, why did you arrest Selev?"

Elsa didn't give her a straight answer. She simply said, "Sally, you need to come with us, too. We need your help in our investigation on Selev."

Dazed, Sally nodded her head.

This time, Sally took the passenger seat of the car, and Luke and Selev sat in the backseat.

Selev seemed panicked. His feet shook nonstop.

Luke observed him and shook his head. The man had nobody but himself to blame.

If his guess was correct, Selev must be the reason why Sergei's fat son had shown up at Katie's villa.

But Sergei's fat son had died, and Katie had been killed by Sergei, who blamed her for it.

One might say that Selev, an unreliable security guard, was the cause of everything.

After returning to the police department, Elsa talked to Selev in person and soon intimidated him into disclosing how Sergei's fat son had died without asking for a lawyer.

As it turned out, Sergei's son was the polar opposite of his father. He was shy and eccentric. Naturally, he had few friends growing up.

Sergei was so disappointed in him that he just gave his son some money each month and didn't ask him to do anything.

The son could've lived his life in peace. Sergei had already set up a trust for his hopeless son so that the latter would never have to worry about money.

However, his son suddenly fell in love with Katie Winterster, who was sexy and enticing. That was the beginning of the tragedy.

The son tried his best to approach Katie, but didn't have many ways to do so. He was too heavy for any kind of pursuit.

In his helplessness, he finally remembered his father, or rather, his father's influence.

After pulling some strings, he acquired Seley's contact and demanded to visit Katie's house.

Selev had refused at first, but the son had been very determined, and threatened Selev with his father.

Selev had worked for Sergei for a while before, so he knew how vicious Sergei could be.

Besides, Sergei's son wasn't asking for much. He only wanted to take photos of Katie's house at night, and get a closer look at the items that Katie used.

That was right, he didn't ask to meet Katie. He only wanted to sit in the chair where Katie sat, and take a photo of it as a souvenir.

Selev eventually acceded to his request, but he certainly wasn't stupid.

He only promised that he would open the back entrance. He also warned Sergei's son that, while he didn't care what the latter was going to do, he would fulfill his duty as a security guard and throw him out as long as Katie noticed anything unusual.

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Sergei's son felt that it was enough.

On the night they had agreed upon, Selev left the back gate unlocked.

He even checked the rooms and windows before midnight, in case Sergei's son broke in.

After everything was done, he drank some alcohol and soon fell asleep.

The next day, he discovered Sergei's son floating in the backyard pool, dead.

Naturally, Selev didn't dare reveal that he knew the person. As it so happened, snobbish Katie was unwilling to cooperate with the police, and the investigation didn't go smoothly. Hence, Selev was never exposed.

But that was all Selev would confess to.

He wasn't an idiot, and certainly wouldn't talk about how he had let Sergei in and helped the man drown Katie.

Elsa knew that Selev was a major suspect in Katie's murder, but she decided to interrogate him about that later after Sergei was arrested

Selev's confession was enough for him to be put in jail, and they were able to close the case of the uncanny death of the 200-pound fatty.

After they got Selev's confession, Elsa reported it to Dustin.

Luke didn't go with her.

The system had already distributed the experience and credit points. He wasn't interested in any other reward.

Elsa wanted a promotion, but Luke would stay to earn more experience and credit points.

Mission: Solve the drowning of John Doe.

Total experience: 100. Total credit: 100.

Contribution rate: 80%. EXP 80. Credit 80.

Luke was very satisfied.

It had taken no more than running a kilometer to catch the criminal and crack the case.

Naturally, Elsa was the one who wrote the report later. If she wanted the credit, she certainly wouldn't let Luke do the job.

So, Luke was now free.

Elsa returned, delighted. She was clearly happy that the two cases at Katie's place had been cracked in just two days.

In a great mood, she said to Luke, "Let's go. I'll buy you lunch."

Luke, however, shook his head and pointed at her eyes. "Elsa, you're too tired. How much sleep did you get last night? Three hours? You better get some rest. Chances are Dustin will send us to New York soon. You won't have much time to sleep then."

At Luke's reminder, Elsa looked at herself in the mirror and was shocked.

She had stayed up all night, and had run like crazy for a kilometer today to catch Selev with Luke.

When she got back, she had been focused on the interrogation; her makeup had long been replaced with dust.

Thankfully, her hair wasn't a problem since it was short.

However, since she was plain-looking in the first place, she now looked haggard and not half as intimidating as she usually was.

The dark circles around her eyes made her look more like a drug addict.

So, she made a deal with Luke about how she would buy him lunch tomorrow, before she went home and rested.

Luke chuckled.

Now that Elsa was gone, he could do anything he wanted in his spare time, as long as Dustin didn't bother him…

At that moment, his phone rang, and it was from none other than Dustin.

Hearing that Elsa had gone home to rest, the commanding officer asked Luke to meet him.

When Luke went to Dustin's office, the commanding officer gave him some words of praise before he asked Luke, with a document in front of him, "You killed thirteen gunmen in one night when you worked in Shackelford?"

Luke nodded. "Yes."

This was in his personal file and couldn't be kept a secret.

Dustin asked, "Are you good at shooting?"

Luke said, "I think so."

Dustin fell silent. Deep in thought, he said a moment later, "Okay, that's all for now. You can go back to work."

Luke nodded his head and left.

Before he left the office, Dustin finally said, "Rest up well. You may get busy later."

After Luke left, he began to ponder what Dustin meant.

Was Dustin thinking about sending him to New York to catch Sergei alone?

He quickly shook his head.

That was impossible.

The case was too important for him to handle alone. Elsa would definitely come with him.

Luke soon put the thought aside.

Whatever the final decision was, he only needed to work hard for experience and credit points.

When he got off work, Luke picked up Selina in the secondhand car he just bought.

Selina was quite happy. She finally didn't have to take a bus to work anymore.

Luke was okay with giving her a ride.

They could go to work together, and when they got off work at different times, they could just wait for each other.

Two days later, Luke received Dustin's notice. He and Elsa were being sent to New York as department representatives to help the local police capture Sergei Mazanov.

Elsa had recovered in the past two days.

Selev had been easier to deal with than they thought. He had been sent to the DA, and would be imprisoned for a year or two.

Luke and Else took a plane to New York.

Unlike Selina, Elsa wasn't interested in the Greyhound bus. She only wanted to catch Sergei and close the case as soon as possible.

So, for the first time in this second life of his, Luke got on a plane.

After they took off, Elsa smiled at Luke, who was clearly curious. "You've hardly flown?"

Luke said, "This is my first time. I only took a helicopter once before."

Elsa nodded and said, "You'll get used to it."

Luke agreed with her and didn't say any more.

Elsa shook her head with a smile and put on an eye mask before she fell asleep.

Luke wasn't curious for long. He lost interest in the blue sky and the clouds half an hour later.

Elsa was fast asleep and snoring heavily. It was naturally impossible to talk to her.

They were on a Boeing 757, which only had one aisle and three seats on each side in every row.

As the veteran detective, Elsa took the innermost seat, which was the least disturbed.

Luke could only take the middle seat. On his right was a little girl who was around ten.

She was wearing a pink sweater and a hat in the same color. Her lips were thin and cute. Her eyes were narrow and long, and the light in them showed that she was a smart kid.

The girl was lovely and sharp in every way.

But that wasn't important.

Luke stole a glimpse at the man across the aisle, who was probably in his forties. He had a mustache like Tony Stark, but it was clearly untrimmed, which gave him a strange vibe.

His appearance struck Luke as both righteous and evil.

Noticing Luke's glance, the middle-aged man smiled politely and said, "Hi." Luke smiled back at him. "Hi."

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Chapter 109 Angel, and Kindhearted Helper

Luke looked at the little girl and asked, "Is she your daughter?"

The middle-aged man responded with a smile, "Yes."

Luke remarked, "She looks like an angel. You must be a happy father."

The man smiled even more delightedly. "Thank you."

They chatted in low voices.

Luke was a great conversationalist. He didn't ask any personal information, and they simply talked about interesting New York facts, like how cold it was in winter.

While they were enjoying the conversation, the little girl in the middle wasn't as happy. "Hey, does either one of you want to switch with me?"

After a brief daze, Luke shook his head. "No, no. Sorry for my disturbance. Please forgive me, beautiful lady."

He then shrugged at the middle-aged man named Damon McCreedy. They smiled at each other and stopped talking.

It was a six-hour flight, and only one hour had passed.

The rest of the trip would only be even more boring.

Luke closed his eyes and considered Damon McCreedy's identity.

Sharp Nose was truly a marvelous ability.

After adapting to it, Luke could control it a little now.

He would no longer feel dizzy now because of the smell of two hundred people on a crowded plane.

It was easy to control the sensitivity and range, but it was more difficult to investigate a fixed target.

Thankfully, the little girl and the middle-aged man were right next to him.

He smelled the typical scents on them, but there was also the smell of gun oil and gunpowder.

There was also the scent of blood on the little girl.

It certainly wasn't menstrual blood – she was still too young.

Luke could easily discern that the blood was from several different persons, which was quite odd.

Luke wouldn't be as surprised if he smelled blood on the middle-aged man.

He could vaguely tell that the man was a police officer. It wouldn't be strange if he got some blood on him from a suspect while on a mission. However, the scent of blood was on the little girl.

But Luke didn't give it a lot of thought.

Anyone in America could own a gun, and it wasn't unusual for a girl to shoot for fun.

Of course, more importantly, it was because Luke didn't want to regard such a lovely girl as a criminal.

When Luke was almost asleep, someone walked past him.

He frowned.

He had been controlling the range of Sharp Nose, but he suddenly smelled strong body odor mixed with a strange scent.

Drowsily, Luke opened his eyes and looked at the source of the scent, only to discover that it was a bearded man.

When his head cleared, the scent became even more obvious.

It was TNT!

Trinitrotoluene didn't have a scent, but police dogs could detect it.

Sharp Nose, to some extent, was much better than the nose of a police dog.

After acquiring this ability, Luke had collected samples of various dangerous items and used his Sharp Nose to remember their smells, for the purpose of avoiding the very sort of danger he was currently facing.

Police dogs would bark when they smelled TNT, but Luke certainly wouldn't.

Nonetheless, alarms were ringing in his head.

These were the years when terrorists were the most active in America.

9/11 had still happened here, and Osama Bin Laden still became a world-famous terrorist leader.

The smell of TNT on the man who had just walked by wasn't an accident; he was carrying a lot of TNT.

God knew how much the man had brought onto the plane.

Luke had goosebumps all over his body.

He might be strong, but he didn't think he could survive a plane crash since he couldn't fly nor use Elementary Self-Healing.

Besides, could Elementary Self-Healing resurrect a pile of squashed meat? Well, that might be tricky.

If an explosion took place after the crash and roasted him, he would certainly be as dead as a doornail.

Immediately alert, Luke fully activated Sharp Nose.

Countless smells appeared to him like lines.

He struggled to track the lines to the people whom the TNT man had talked to.

Generally speaking, it would be difficult for one terrorist to hijack such a big plane. At least two were needed, and three would be best.

Two of them could reveal themselves and control the plane, and the last terrorist could stay in the dark as the commander.

Luke wasn't scared of the terrorist who had just passed by; he was scared that the man's accomplices would detonate the TNT.

The little girl seemed to have noticed that he was sweating. She asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

She actually quite liked the young man who was gentle and pleasant-looking.

That was why she was kind enough to ask the question.

Luke had no time for the little girl now. He waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. I'm using my super ability."

The cute girl's eyes widened. There was nothing but suspicion in her glittering eyes.

Luke, however, really was making use of his super ability.

Holding the foul smells at bay and ruling out the irrelevant scent lines, he was close to completing his objective.

A minute later, he closed his eyes gloomily.

The result wasn't promising.

Several passengers had been tainted by the smell when the TNT guy passed them, but there were three people he hadn't come into contact with who carried the smell.

More critically, one of the three guys was also carrying TNT!

So, they had a fail-safe on their team!

Luke looked at Elsa, but immediately shook his head.

As a detective of the Major Crimes Division, Elsa was better at solving cases than dealing with terrorists. Waking her up wouldn't help, but would only add fuel to the fire.

Luke would rather look for a different ally.

He soon focused on Damon, the middle-aged man across the aisle.

The man had Robert's air, and must've killed plenty of people before.

He glanced at the little girl who was secretly peeking at him, and thought that even she might be stronger than Elsa.

With a smile, he said in a low voice, "Mindy, can you switch seats with your dad? I have something important to discuss with him."

Damon looked at him in confusion.

Luke was still smiling, but he made a gesture that meant "enemy" to them.

It was a swift movement, but Damon noticed it and grew alarmed. He and Mindy switched seats.

In a low voice, Luke quickly told Damon that there was a group of terrorists on the plane who were carrying bombs on them.

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Chapter 110 Operation, and First Aid

Damon looked at him suspiciously.

Luke, however, wasn't in a hurry to explain himself, but simply whispered to Damon the suspects' positions.

Damon sat up straight and glanced at them. His face turned awful.

If they were all terrorists, this plane would be in major trouble.

The four terrorists were scattered on the plane, making it impossible to capture them all at once.

But then Luke told him a piece of news that was even worse. "I think they have another accomplice in first class."

Damon didn't know what to say.

Five terrorists? But there were only three people on his side… including Luke.

Damon was confident in himself and his daughter, but not so much in Luke.

Was Luke lying? Well, Luke had shown him his badge and medal.

Damon, as a seasoned officer, could easily tell that the badge and medal were authentic.

Then, was Luke joking with him?

That was unlikely.

Besides, there was something naturally convincing about Luke.

If it had been anybody else, Damon might be 50% suspicious. But coming from Luke, he was only 30% suspicious, since he had conversed pleasantly with Luke earlier.

Now that he was inclined to trust Luke, did he dare sit by and watch?

They were on a plane!

If the bombs went off, everybody was doomed.

Damon said in a low voice, "Mindy and I can take care of two terrorists, but what about the rest of them, especially the one in first class?"

Luke replied, "I need Mindy to cooperate with me in a bit. She'll pretend to be uncomfortable, which will give me a chance to go to first class and look for the terrorist that's hiding. Then we'll… and… How does that sound?"

Damon nodded without any hesitation.

He was confident in his combat ability, but he wasn't sure that he would be able to pick out the hidden terrorist, so he could only listen to Luke.

At the very least, Luke was the one who had detected the crisis, if there was a crisis at all.

Damon and Mindy had obviously done this many times.

With simple gestures and his eyes, Damon soon let Mindy know that she was "sick."

Damon exclaimed nervously, "Ah, Mindy? What's up? You're feeling uncomfortable? Attendant, help me! My daughter is having trouble breathing!"

He shouted and leaned closer as if he were examining his daughter, when he was actually just telling her the plan.

Luke stood up quickly and ran to Mindy. "Ah, Mindy, how are you feeling? Do you need oxygen?"

Mindy rolled her eyes. Did anybody not need oxygen?

Luke was "shocked." "Ah, attendant, hurry up! The whites of her eyes are showing!"

Mindy gritted her teeth. She was truly an idiot to have thought that he was a kindhearted gentleman!

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Luke, however, added, "No, don't bite your tongue, Mindy. Relax."

Damon felt absurd as he watched all this. Hey, are you her father, or am I? Why are you stealing my thunder?

A female attendant came over and looked anxiously at the little girl.

The cute little girl had roused her maternal instincts.

Luke said in a hurry, "I'm a med student; I know a thing or two about first aid. Do you have a first aid kit?"

The attendant nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I'll go fetch it."

Luke said, "I'll go with you."

He followed the attendant to the back of the plane. Another attendant was resting there.

Luke immediately hinted for her to stay quiet.

Then, he showed his police badge and said in a low voice, "Stay calm and don't cry out. There are a bunch of terrorists on the plane. I suspect that they're planning something bad."

The two attendants opened their mouths in shock. Luke gestured at them again to hold back their exclamations.

"The problem is that one of them may be in first class. It's closest to the cockpit, right?" Luke asked, although he knew the answer.

First class was in the front. It would of course be the closest to the cockpit.

The two attendants quickly nodded.

Luke said, "Can you let the captain know not to open the cockpit door, no matter what happens?"

The attendants nodded again. They had a phone which they could use to contact the captain.

Luke nodded and said, "Wait…" He gazed at the first attendant.

The attendant was rather smart. "Jennifer. This is Lopez."

…So together, you would be Jennifer Lopez?

Luke said, "Jennifer and I will take the father and his daughter to first class with the excuse that first class is more comfortable and convenient. After we leave, Lopez will let the captain know what's going on and tell him not to open the cockpit door no matter what. Don't panic if anything happens. Trust us. Jennifer, let your colleagues in first class know quietly not to hinder us; can you do that?"

Jennifer nodded.

Luke said, "Alright, stay calm. I guarantee that we'll make it to Kennedy Airport on time."

The attendants were panicking a little, but that was understandable.

They wouldn't be human if they didn't panic over news of terrorists on their plane.

Luke quickly grabbed two metal table knives and hid them in his pocket.

Soon, Jennifer led the way, and Luke followed her with a first aid kit as if he were a legit doctor.

Thankfully, his appearance and air fitted that of a medical school student; the terrorists wouldn't be too quick to grow suspicious of him.

They reached Mindy and her father. Luke whispered something to Damon, and they lifted Mindy and carried her to first class.

With Mindy's body as cover, Luke secretly handed her one of the knives and kept one for himself.

Pleased, Mindy quickly moved her wrist, and the knife disappeared into her sleeve.

On the way, Luke and Damon snuck glances at the terrorists.

Damon's heart became heavy.

There was no telling how true Luke's claim was, but given Damon's experience as a police officer, he could tell that the four people whom Luke suspected were terrorists were clearly acting unusually.

They were all too nervous.

There was no way Damon could miss the wariness and madness in their eyes.

They were definitely dangerous criminals, even if they weren't terrorists.

They soon carried Mindy, who was busy pretending to be short of breath, into first class. Luke immediately activated Sharp Nose.

They didn't have much time left now.

The terrorists might activate their bombs if they got too anxious; there would be no going back when that happened.

Luke's choice might not be the best one, but waiting and doing nothing was even riskier.

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Chapter 111 Instant Kill, and Emergency Landing

If the terrorists acted and detonated their bombs as soon as Luke moved, he wouldn't have a chance to launch a counterattack.

While taking action right now was dangerous, Luke had the initiative, which would be lost if he dawdled.

Sometimes, hesitation was the greatest mistake a police officer could make.

Thankfully, since there were much fewer people in first class, Luke locked onto a bearded middle-aged man only ten seconds later.

While pretending to examine Mindy, Luke subtly whispered the man's location to Damon.

Then, pretending that he had forgotten some medical instrument, Luke returned to the back of the plane.

His nervousness startled everyone a little; was the little girl his sister?

When he reached the back of the plane, Lopez greeted him anxiously and said, "I've informed the captain."

Luke nodded and said, "Good. You stay here and don't make a sound, alright?" As he spoke, he lifted the curtain slightly and looked outside.

It was Damon and his daughter's show, now.

In this crisis, Luke wouldn't be the only hero.

If Damon and his daughter weren't strong enough, the operation would definitely fail.

However, Luke didn't really have a choice.

Three against five, without giving the enemy any chance to react – they didn't just need skill, they also needed luck.

Luck, in fact, would be even more important than skill now.

Soon, there were exclamations from first class, but no one in economy could see what was going on because of the aisle curtain.

A few seconds later, Damon suddenly walked out from behind the curtain, distracting everyone's attention in economy.

Damon cried out anxiously, "No, no, my daughter is cramping and vomiting. Is anyone here a doctor? Please help her! She's only a child!"

Seizing the opportunity, Luke calmly and quietly approached a man in one corner of economy class.

He wasn't carrying any bombs, but he had a full view of economy class from where he sat, so he was the lookout here.

Moving quickly and agilely, Luke squeezed into the tiny gap behind the man's seat without making a sound.

He struck the lookout on the back of his head. Even the passengers sitting right next to the lookout didn't notice.

Luke now had 24 Strength. Despite the narrow space, he was still able to knock the guy out.

The passengers next to the guy were too distracted by Damon's performance to notice that the guy had passed out.

After all, he could see everyone else from this corner, but barely anyone would notice him.

After knocking out the terrorist, Luke quietly slithered back like a snake.

Damon had walked down the aisle to the center of the plane. Seeing that Luke had sorted out the guy in the corner, he clenched his fists.

Now was the most critical moment of their operation. No mistakes could be allowed.

Luke gestured at Damon, and Damon suddenly lunged at a man one meter away from him.

He headbutted the man so hard that the man's face cracked and caved in a little. Damon then punched the man again without any hesitation.

In the meantime, Luke flung out his knife, which instantly pierced the eye of a man two meters away.

The moment they attacked, the curtain for first class was lifted slightly, and a dark shadow shot out past three seat rows to hit another man in the head.

The man immediately passed out.

The five terrorists were taken care of, but Damon and Luke didn't relax. They narrowed their eyes and scanned the passengers.

The passengers were all more or less shocked, and some even cried out, but nobody seemed to be acting strangely.

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Neither Luke nor Damon moved as they examined the passengers.

As instructed by Luke earlier, Jennifer and Lopez began to calm the passengers down as they explained that this was an emergency operation carried out by police officers.

Though scared, the passengers were more or less convinced when they looked at the two silent men.

If they were terrorists, they would be yelling and threatening the passengers now.

Comparing them with the appearance of the people who had been knocked out or killed, the passengers became less suspicious.

Lopez approached Luke and asked in a low voice, "Now what?"

Luke whispered to her, "Tell the captain to land at the nearest airport. It isn't safe on this plane."

Lopez suddenly thought of a dreadful possibility, and nearly peed herself.

Luke patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, they've all been taken down, but we should get off this plane as soon as possible."

Half an hour later, the plane made an emergency landing at Des Moines Airport in Iowa.

A tremendous number of police officers, firefighters and doctors were waiting for them.

After the passengers eagerly disembarked, the officers charged in to retrieve four suspects who had been tied up as well as the body of the last suspect.

Elsa watched the officers lead Luke away with complicated feelings. In the end, she sighed and told the officers hers and Luke's identities. Then, she was taken in, too.

Damon and Mindy were also taken away by the police with bitter smiles on their faces.

Mindy glared at Luke angrily. She was being arrested at such a young age, all because of him! He didn't look like a kindhearted gentleman at all now! After this, she decided to hate him.

Luke smiled at Mindy and thanked Damon.

He didn't feel guilty about pulling them in.

If they hadn't gotten involved, everybody might have died together. On the other hand, it was true that they wouldn't have to worry about being taken in like this.

Luke was delayed for three days.

Damon and Mindy were released on the second day. They even dropped by to see him before they flew to New York.

However, they didn't leave Luke any contact details, which puzzled him.

Mindy did seem annoyed with him, but she didn't really have to cut ties with him, right? Did Luke really do something so outrageous? No, it had to be a problem on her end.

Luke comforted himself that way.

On the other hand, his impression of Elsa had improved.

While he was being investigated by the FBI, Elsa volunteered to vouch for him, and even contacted Dustin to have him tell the FBI about their work trip to New York.

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Chapter 112 Lucky Girl and Black Driver

Luke was under investigation for longer because he had killed a terrorist.

The person who had been struck in the eye with Luke's knife had died on the spot.

Luke, however, wasn't afraid.

The dead person had been one of two bombers on board. He wouldn't be punished for killing the guy.

The other bomber was the guy whose face Damon had smashed in.

After Damon had knocked out the middle-aged man in first class, the father and daughter had immediately taken action.

When Luke had flung his knife at one bomber and Damon knocked out the other, the girl had thrown the middle-aged man's Nokia phone out from behind the curtain.

The phone, which was as heavy as a brick, had easily knocked out the last terrorist.

Both Luke and Damon had only broken out in a sweat later when it was discovered that the phone had actually been a detonation device, while another detonation device had been on the guy knocked out by the phone.

It was safe to say that Mindy had taken out both detonators on her own.

Of course, one could also say that it was sheer luck that she hadn't detonated the bombs with her throw.

The FBI's greatest concern was how Luke had detected the bombs on the terrorists.

Luke had simply offered a mysterious explanation: Instinct.

How had Luke picked out the leader of the terrorists in first class?

Luke still claimed that it was instinct.

It didn't matter whether the FBI believed it or not, because Luke had done nothing wrong.

The person whom he had killed with a knife had been carrying a bomb. Luke was well within his rights to do whatever he could to stop him.

Mindy hadn't killed the second person carrying a detonator with her knife, though she had it at the ready when she threw the phone, in case she missed the target.

After LAPD vouched for him and his records checked out, the FBI finally let Luke go three days later.

He wasn't a suspect during those three days, and he worked with the investigators instead.

His mood was pretty good during that time.

Right after the plane landed and all the passengers disembarked, he had received a system notification.

Mission: Prevent the hijacking and prevent the terrorists from detonating the bombs, and rescue the passengers.

Total experience: 5,000. Total credit: 5,000.

Contribution rate: 70%. EXP 3,500. Credit 3,500.

As experience has reached 5,000 points, the host has leveled up to level 8.

Extra stat points: 4

The reward was generous, but Luke preferred not to run into another incident like that again.

He might've died if he had been careless. It was too much excitement!

Luke took another flight to New York with Elsa. He said in relief, "It's finally over."

Elsa couldn't help but ask, "Was it really instinct?"

Luke chuckled but didn't answer the question. He said solemnly, "Thank you, Elsa."

Stumped for a moment, Elsa smiled. "That's unnecessary. You're my partner, after all."

Luke's impression of Elsa was a lot better now.

At the very least, when the FBI was investigating him, Elsa hadn't remained uninvolved, but had tried to defend him. She even got Dustin to vouch for him.

It was hard to say whether or not Dustin's words had really helped. After all, it was the FBI investigating Luke, and the commanding officer of the Major Crimes Division wasn't powerful enough to influence them.

However, Luke still appreciated Dustin's efforts.

He felt that with such a partner and boss, his life in Los Angeles would be more comfortable than it had been in Houston.

Three hours later, the plane landed at Kennedy Airport. Luke and Elsa left the airport and hailed a cab.

The cab driver was a black lady; Luke couldn't quite tell how old she was.

The cab was new, and the black driver, who was wearing green sportswear, was quite good at squeezing through traffic.

Luke chatted with the talkative driver, and praised the cab and her skills. The driver was quite happy.

When he got out, Luke even asked for the driver's card.

After all, he might need a car during his investigation here, and sometimes a local driver might prove useful.

The driver drove her cab away. Elsa looked at Luke and said curiously, "If I hadn't seen Selina before, I would've thought you were hitting on the driver."

Sweating, Luke said, "Elsa, has it not occurred to you that the driver is very familiar with New York?"

Elsa didn't think it was a big deal as she walked on. "Is any cab driver not familiar with New York?"

Luke followed her with his suitcase. "In case you forgot, she mentioned that she was in food delivery before, and she holds the record for the quickest delivery made."

Elsa said, "Oh… huh? Wait, are you saying…"

Luke grinned. "The person at the top of any trade must have extraordinary qualities. She must be more familiar with New York's environment than a regular cab driver."

Elsa said, "Okay, fair enough. But what's the point?"

Luke replied, "Just in case; what if we need a driver during our investigation who doesn't work for NYPD?"

Elsa couldn't help but stop. She gazed at Luke for a moment, then sighed. "You're not wrong. Every successful person has extraordinary abilities of their own. I've been wondering how you found the father and the daughter to help you out and finish off the terrorists so perfectly. Now, I think it may be your talent for noticing anything that may be of use to you everywhere you go."

"I'll get shy if you keep praising me like that." Luke smiled. As if I would tell anyone that I have a hack.

Elsa shook her head with a smile. "Alright, give me a card then. I saw that you got two from her."

Luke gave her one of the cards from the black driver.

Elsa read the card. "Bell? Number, XXXXXXXX? That's all? There isn't even a full name on her card."

Luke smiled mysteriously.

Elsa noticed it. "What's wrong?"

Luke replied, "If my guess is correct, this driver might be willing to do certain things that aren't entirely legitimate, since she seems into downtown racing."

Elsa was speechless. "…Now how did you figure that out?"

Luke said, "She mentioned that she loves racing, so I paid special attention to her license plate, and noticed something fishy."

Elsa said, "…Her license plates can be switched out anytime?"

Luke: "Hehe."

As they talked, the two of them walked into NYPD.

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Chapter 113 Settling In and Negotiations

They showed their IDs and left their luggage in the care of the janitor. After asking for directions, they headed for the Organized Crime Control Bureau office.

After wandering around the largest local police department in the country for almost an hour, Elsa and Luke finally found Berit Joel, the Organized Crime Control Bureau officer whom they were supposed to work with.

This Berit was only a sheriff, and just a tad higher in rank than Luke.

LAPD was paying attention to this case because the death of a famous star in their jurisdiction was too significant.

But for NYPD, Sergei Mazanov was just one of countless gangsters in New York, and wasn't really a big deal.

Berit had been told to work with Luke and Elsa mostly because he had been investigating Sergei's gang.

He wasn't exactly friendly toward his colleagues from Los Angeles.

To quote Elsa when she had dinner with Luke, Berit was a piece of sh*t. He clearly didn't like strangers meddling in his case.

Looking at them, Berit said coldly, "Let me remind you that you don't have law enforcement powers here, so you better not use your guns, or things will become troublesome."

Elsa didn't respond. This wasn't her first work trip, and she was used to hostility.

Luke wasn't bothered, either.

The lack of law enforcement power just meant that he couldn't be the first to use his gun.

If an enemy pulled a gun on him, however, he had the right to defend himself as a civilian.

Before they were dismissed, Elsa asked, "Can I ask, when will we get started on the investigation?"

Frowning, Berit said, "That's confidential. I can't tell you anything."

Elsa, however, didn't give up. "Excuse me, but are you planning to work the case yourself?"

Berit choked.

If he said yes, he would definitely be scolded.

The Los Angeles Police Department had paid a price to send Luke and Elsa here.

He didn't know what the price was yet, but if Berit kept them off the case, it wouldn't end too well for him.

After a brief silence, Berit said, "You can work at any empty desk here. I'll let you know when there are updates."

Elsa nodded.

All she needed to ensure was that Berit wouldn't be stupid enough to try and catch Sergei without them.

They were about to leave, when Berit added, "It'll take three to five days to plan the arrest. You can get some rest first."

They nodded, showing that they got it. They then found an empty desk in the bullpen.

Elsa asked Luke, "How do you feel? Are you mad?"

Luke shook his head. "We'd treat them the same if they came over to our place. There's nothing to be angry about."

Elsa nodded with a smile. "That's right. This case isn't our call, anyway. Let's just wait."

Luke shrugged and rolled his eyes. "I'll find us a hotel first. I can take your luggage with me while I'm at it."

Elsa naturally agreed.

Other newcomers would've been obliged to do so, anyway, but after Luke's astonishing performance on the plane, Elsa wasn't planning on asking him to.

Now that Luke had volunteered, she certainly wouldn't reject it.

Luke took their bags and called Bell, the black taxi driver. "Hi, is this Bell? This is Luke, I took your cab earlier. That's right. I'm looking for a cheap and comfortable hotel near NYPD. What do you suggest? Okay. I'll tip you a hundred dollars if it's decent."

Bell soon arrived.

She had obviously been in the area.

She greeted Luke warmly and invited him to take the passenger seat, which was unusual, because cab drivers were scared of robbers, too.

Luke gave her a high-five with a smile. "Hey, you're truly a racer. How were you so fast?"

Bell was pretty happy.

Most people tended to be unfriendly toward a black female driver.

Luke was handsome and gentle, which appealed to Bell.

So, they had an enjoyable conversation on the way.

Bell was indeed familiar with New York. She claimed that she knew every corner of it.

However, it was Brooklyn and Queens that she knew best, while she was the least familiar with Manhattan.

Luke knew why.

Manhattan was a much richer area than Brooklyn and Queens, and few people in Manhattan would've called for her cab or used her previous cheap food delivery service.

Luke subtly steered the conversation toward drug dealers.

Bell was clearly nothing like the stereotype. She was a hard worker, and the only illegal activity she indulged in as a hobby was racing, which wasn't worth mentioning compared with drug abuse and violent crime.

She spoke quickly and dumped a whole lot of information about drug dealers on Luke.

It was barely possible for Luke to remember all the names.

How many gangs had she mentioned? 27? 31?

And that was only Brooklyn. Bell hadn't even started talking about Queens yet.

Luke couldn't help but think that there were many fat lambs in this city waiting for him to feed on.

Suddenly, he heard something interesting.

"I heard that someone's been sorting out the drug dealers in recent years, and many of them have been taken down. The big gangs are still around, but many of the smaller gangs were wiped out overnight," said Bell excitedly.

Luke found that odd. "And you're not angry?" He was certain that many gangsters in Brooklyn were African Americans.

Was it really alright for Bell to describe their misfortune so delightedly?

Bell glared at him and said, "Hey! Remember that these people are all corrupt scumbags. Besides, many Eastern European and Latino gangs were also wiped out for selling illegal drugs. Whoever did it doesn't care about race."

Luke raised his hands and apologized. "Sorry, my bad." But he was curious about the person who had gotten rid of more than one group of drug dealers.

Bell snorted at his apology and added, "I heard that whoever it is might be a drug dealer, too, since they swallowed up all the goods and money of the dead drug dealers."

Deep in thought, Luke wondered what he should do.

His plan had always been to eliminate a few groups of drug dealers.

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Chapter 114 Renting a Place and Becoming Familiar with the Environment

Luke would kill the drug dealers, collect their money, and destroy their goods; they would lose everything

As they talked, Bell led him to an old apartment.

Bell opened the garage with a remote and drove the cab inside.

Luke was a little stumped. "You're not trying to rob me, right? I've only been working for a few months. I don't have any money."

Bell laughed and thwacked his shoulder. "You're fun, kid. Get out. Let me show you a temporary rental."

They left the garage and climbed the iron fire escape outside the building to the third floor, where Luke saw a few rooms.

"This is my boyfriend's place. He modified the third floor into single-unit apartments. Two of them happen to be empty right now," said Bell

Luke remarked, "…You're definitely going to be rich!"

Bell was amused. "Aren't you sweet, kid? For your sweet mouth, I'll give you a lower rent."

Luke said, "That's unnecessary. I'm on a work trip, and the police department is paying for this."

Bell grimaced at him. "Hehe, isn't that even better then? You can save some money for yourself. You know…"

Luke couldn't help but laugh at the funny expression on her face.

"No, Bell. My colleague is the one in charge of the money. So, you know…" Luke said "helplessly."

Bell sighed regretfully. "How about 120 dollars a day for two rooms?"

Luke smiled. "Make it 150. We can afford it on our allowance."

Bell chuckled and patted his shoulder in satisfaction.

Thirty dollars wasn't a lot, but she was happy that Luke had volunteered to increase the amount.

However, a man suddenly interjected from behind them, "Damn it, Bell, did you fall in love with a white boy? And you're flirting with him in my place?"

Luke and Bell both turned around.

Luke saw a tall and handsome black man standing behind them, devastation all over his face.

Bell immediately jumped one meter away to show that there was nothing between her and Luke.

Luke rolled his eyes. Bro, what's your problem? Your girlfriend is at least thirty-five, and I'm twenty at most. Why do you think your girlfriend is cheating on you?

Several minutes later, however, Luke realized that the black couple had only been teasing each other.

After pretending to squabble for a while, they returned to being lovey dovey.

Hearing that Luke had decided to rent the apartments for 150 dollars a day, the man named Jessi was finally reassured. "So, you're really here to rent rooms."

Luke said, "Yes. My colleague is a woman, and she has a higher rank than I do. So, you don't have to worry about me and Bell."

Jessi, however, wasn't embarrassed. "Please forgive me. I love Bell too much. She's my treasure."

Luke got goosebumps all over his body when the couple kissed again. He said in a hurry, "Bell, can you give me the key and drop me back first? I need to give the key to my colleague."

The couple finally say goodbye to each other unwillingly.

Luke put the bags in his room and asked Bell to drop him back at the police station.

Elsa found it strange when Luke returned so quickly. "So soon?"

Luke told her how Bell had rented them her boyfriend's apartments. Elsa was astonished by how enterprising Bell was.

Elsa asked for the price, and didn't say anything about it.

If they were going to be here a while, it would've been enough to put aside 1,500 dollars a month for a suitable apartment.

Since they weren't going to be here for more than ten days, however, 150 dollars a day wasn't too outrageous.

The price was within her budget, so Elsa didn't really mind.

Luke gave Elsa a key and wrote down the apartment address for her before he left.

He told Elsa that he needed to familiarize himself with the environment here first.

Elsa didn't really care.

They had rested enough in Iowa in the last two days; she preferred to remain at the police department and read Sergei's files.

As to why Luke was going out, she didn't think too much about it.

She had realized that Luke was much more reliable and sophisticated than he appeared.

It might really be beneficial for them if Luke explored the environment first.

Elsa had spoken with Dustin before coming here. She was well aware of Luke's history.

For example, the young officer had killed more than twenty tough Mexican gangsters since starting his job half a year ago.

Two days ago, he had killed a terrorist again.

Elsa even felt that had Luke been armed on the plane, he might've started another killing spree.

Luke was devoted, ambitious, and ruthless. Elsa certainly didn't dare underestimate such a partner.

Considering Luke's history, she wouldn't doubt it if Luke said that he could catch Sergei on his own.

Although it was highly unlikely, Luke's past deeds made her optimistic.

So, she simply told Luke to keep an eye on his cell phone for possible updates before he left.

This time, Luke had to resort to public transport.

He went to Brooklyn by subway first, before he roamed the area on a bus.

On his trip, he recorded down all sorts of information in his notebook.

He was mainly connecting the information which Bell had given him on the drug dealers to what he was seeing in reality.

This task couldn't be completed in a day or two, but Luke didn't intend to wait until everything was clear to him, either.

He would choose a gang in two days at most, because Berit had said that it would take three to five days to plan Sergei's arrest.

He wouldn't be as free to stage a "robbery" three days later.

Just like that, Luke roamed about for two days and helped out some people in passing.

Of course, Luke didn't move against anyone openly, since he didn't have any law enforcement power here.

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Chapter 115 Selecting a Target, and Attack

Thus, Luke talked to Bell and asked her for a bunch of tiny balls.

The balls were very small but heavy. It was easy for Luke to cause a dent in a criminal's head by throwing a ball at them.

He could also cripple the enemy if he hit them in their joints.

With the balls, he knocked guns out of the hands of numerous gangsters and put a stop to several robberies as well as one rape. He didn't even reveal himself when he threw the balls from ten meters away.

As for fingerprints? Naturally, he wore gloves.

Luke was rather tempted by how he could earn credit simply by wandering the streets.

New York, the capital of crime, was truly the best place for him to reap experience and credit.

There were countless petty crimes, which meant countless experience and credit.

Luke didn't feel like he had done anything by the end of the day, but he earned more than 130 experience and credit points each day.

However, Luke couldn't stay here for the long term yet.

As a great battlefield, New York would be visited by many super villains, superheroes, and even alien fleets.

Luke was too weak to be part of that yet.

Any one of them could easily wipe him out.

One of the advantages of the chaos in New York was that he could attempt his first robbery here.

It wouldn't matter if he failed. He could learn from the failure and do a better job in the future.

In the end, he focused on a bunch of drug dealers in Queens, mostly because it was only a ten-minute ride from his apartment.

There were several suitable targets in Brooklyn, too, but they were too far away.

Luke checked out their hideout during the day and figured out the basic layout. He decided to take action that night.

In the afternoon, Luke stayed in his apartment and unhurriedly painted a mask.

A long time later, he finally put down the mask in satisfaction and blew it dry with a hair dryer.

It would only be used once and didn't have to be impeccable.

When Elsa returned that night, Luke said hi, then shut his door.

At ten o'clock, it became quiet next door. Luke knew that Elsa must've fallen asleep.

Elsa had been reading files in the police department the whole day. She had to be exhausted.

Luke left the apartment with a black backpack.

There were few surveillance cameras in this area. Luke soon changed clothes and made himself look much brawnier than he actually was.

Sergei had been discovered before thanks to a computer simulation. Luke had learned his lesson.

The backpack further disrupted the line of his back.

He also changed into a bigger pair of shoes.

With his cloak, it was impossible for anyone to see his face after he put on the hood.

Luke took a cab a block away from his apartment and headed for his destination tonight, which was a bar.

Instead of going into the bar, he entered the alley behind it and stepped up onto a dumpster and went over a wall.

Behind the wall was an old apartment building.

Hiding in a corner, Luke changed clothes again.

Two minutes later, Luke examined himself. Satisfied that nothing was wrong, he put on the backpack and walked into the apartment building unhurriedly.

The time-worn walls of the building were dark and dilapidated.

Luke reached the third floor. After he turned a corner, he saw a short fatty who was listening to music with earphones.

The fatty didn't notice Luke until Luke was only five meters away from him.

He raised his head, only to see a gun pointed at him.

The fatty opened his mouth, but didn't dare say anything

Luke gestured at the fatty to open the door and lie on the ground.

In the next moment, the fatty was knocked out.

Withdrawing his fist, Luke searched the fatty, then shook his head regretfully.

The fatty had nothing but a knife on him.

Holding the knife in his hand, Luke took a deep breath, then activated Sharp Nose.

Numerous scent lines took shape, enabling him to discern how many people there were inside the room.

There were six men and a woman!

Two of them were on the left, two in the middle, two on the right, and the last one was in the bathroom.

Luke walked into the room as if he were a regular visitor.

A black man playing a video game on the right was stunned. "What the hell?".

However, Luke aimed the gun at him and raised his finger to his lips, hinting that he should shut up.

The black man grew anxious. His partner, who was playing with him, glared at him in dissatisfaction, and was stunned when he saw Luke, too.

In the next moment, the woman in the middle of the room screamed. "Ah!"

Luke tilted his head, as if he were observing the woman's red skirt, which barely covered her legs.

She was leaning back against the couch, and she easily saw Luke to one side.

The black man next to her was vigilant. He quickly grabbed a pistol and aimed at Luke.

Luke's left hand moved quickly, and the knife that he had been holding pierced the man's chest.

Confused, the man looked at the handle of the knife in his chest, and he dropped his gun.

Luke dashed forward and picked up the gun with his left hand.

He put his own gun, a Glock 23, back into his waistband, before he quickly checked the gangster's gun.

The gangsters hadn't anticipated an intruder at all, and failed to react in time.

By the time the four men on the couches started to rise, Luke had already finished checking the gun, and he simply aimed at the gangsters on his right.

This was… tricky!

These hoodlums had killed people before, but everything that was happening was still too spooky for them.

In their eyes, this intruder was like a ghost.

He was wearing a loose cloak and a Zorro hat, and his clothes were entirely black.

There was a weird, fake smile, as well as a carefully trimmed mustache, on his mask.

The gangsters were all creeped out when Luke tilted his head and observed them.

Luke took out a small recorder from his pocket and pressed the play button. The device immediately played the question, "Where's your money?"

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Chapter 116 Robbery, Reunion, and Unprofessionalism

The gangsters looked at each other in bewilderment.

Luke released the pause button, and the device said again coldly, "Speak, or you will all die."

At that moment, the bathroom door opened, and a young Latino man came out. Astounded, he reached for his gun.

But in Luke's eyes, the man was moving in slow motion.

Luke even had the time to glance at the four men and the woman in front of him, before he pulled the trigger.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

After three gunshots, three men, including the one at the bathroom door, collapsed.

All of them had been shot in the head. They were as dead as could be.

They had all reached for their guns, but hadn't had the chance to draw them.

Luke had leveled up to level 8 after the failed hijacking, and he had allocated the four stat points to Strength.

Now, he had 28 Strength and 20 Dexterity. He was far stronger than the gangsters in every aspect. Even though the three men were spaced out, none of his shots had missed.

Luke rewound his recorder and played it again. "Where's your money? Speak, or you will all die."

The mechanical warning shocked the survivors back to their senses.

Dripping tears and snot, the woman in the red skirt pointed at a safe not far away. "It's there! It's over there!"

Luke pressed the recorder again. "Bring it to me."

The woman stumbled to the safe and fumbled as she keyed in the password wrong many times.

Thankfully, it was an old safe, and wouldn't automatically lock after the wrong password was put in consecutively.

Two minutes later, the woman finally opened the safe and took out the cash inside. Most of it was ten- and twenty-dollar bills.

Luke waved the woman aside. He took out a black bag and started putting in the money.

As if he was being careless, he put down his gun next to the money.

The two men on the couch glanced at each other and saw an opportunity. They both drew their guns and tried to aim at Luke.

Pu! Swoosh!

There were two different sounds, but Luke was unmoved. He simply continued to unhurriedly put the money in his bag.

A tiny hole appeared in one of the men's forehead, and a dagger pierced the other man in the eye.

"Hi! Good evening, it seems that we're late?"

Luke grabbed the bag and looked at a purple-haired girl who had appeared at the door.

Behind the mask, Luke suddenly smiled.

Instead of reaching for the gun on the table, he waved his hand at the purple-haired girl as if in greeting.

The purple-haired girl asked him curiously, "Are you mute?"

Luke shook his head and made a gesture, hinting that they should talk outside.

The purple-haired girl looked at the woman in the red skirt. "What do you want to do with her?"

Luke made a "be my guest" gesture and crawled out the window.

The girl snorted. "What a strange man, but very interesting!" As she talked, she picked up a knife on the couch with the flat blade of the long saber that she was holding.

She flicked the saber and sent the knife into the woman's chest.

After searching for a while, the girl found a pile of white crystals, which she flushed down the toilet before she left through the window as well.

On the balcony, Luke stared at the opposite building and made a gesture of greeting.

On the building, a man who was also wearing a mask moved his eyes away from the sniper rifle. "Where is this guy from? He's not scared that I'll shoot him?"

The purple-haired girl asked the stranger, "Who are you?"

Luke took out the tiny recorder. "V!"

The girl was stunned. "Why don't you talk?"

Chuckling, Luke finally took out a modified phone and typed something into it. He pressed the play button, and the same mechanical voice rang out. "You're too… unprofessional. Modern technology can easily expose you."

The girl observed him, and had to admit that he had done a better job of disguising himself.

The man didn't reveal any skin at all. In comparison, half of her face was exposed!

Luke put in another sentence. "You're lucky you met me. So, a word of advice: If you follow my example, you'll live a longer life."

The girl frowned and remarked, "But you look ugly."

Luke chuckled again. "Alright, enough nonsense. Do you want the money or not?"

The girl was stunned. "You don't want it?"

Luke put in another sentence. "I know that you just came from Los Angeles, so let's make a deal."

Both the girl and the man on the building were shocked. How did the stranger know that they were from Los Angeles?

Luke tossed the bag to the girl and said with his phone, "If you have cash in LA, I'll take that in exchange for this. If you don't, this is my gift to you."

The girl was completely confused by what he was doing

Wasn't he here to kill the drug dealers and loot them of their money? Why was he suddenly so generous?

There was more than ten grand in the bag, and he was giving it away?

She couldn't help but look at the opposite building.

The man wearing the mask hesitated, then said something to her.

The girl said, "Okay, but we need to know how much you know about us."

Chuckling, Luke typed again, "I only know your name. However, I need to remind you again that your disguise is too simple, and it's not hard to recognize you, Mindy."

The girl's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. She was obviously dumbstruck.

Luke said again, "It's possible to do model simulations from video or photo evidence now. You haven't been found out so far, even with half of your face exposed, because you've been dealing with gangsters who are incapable of such technology. The police, however, are a different matter."

The girl was completely at a loss. She was no expert on computers.

The middle-aged man also scratched his head. Was he outdated when he had only retired two years ago?

In the end, he said something into his headset.

The purple-haired girl said, "Remember this address. We have some equipment and cash stashed there. Take them, and our deal is done."

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Chapter 117 Default, and Operation

Luke listened to her and nodded, showing that he had memorized the address.

The girl asked, "You… won't leak our identities, will you?"

Luke shook his head and typed again, "Maybe we're the same sort of people. I wouldn't have said your name if I wanted you dead. Rather, I can give you some tech support."

The girl was curious. "What tech support?"

Luke raised the phone in his hand and typed, "For example, the gadget in my hand can prevent you from being recognized by your voice."

The girl asked, "Is it a gift?"

After a brief silence, Luke typed, "Business is business. I don't care about money, but making devices like these requires money. Besides, you aren't looting the drug dealers for personal entertainment, are you?"

The girl thought for a moment, and agreed with him. "We can pay. But how will we get the money to you?"

Luke scratched his head.

A bank transfer might easily betray him, particularly if anyone was keeping an eye on his account.

In the end, Luke typed helplessly, "You can buy it on credit."

The girl was lost for words. What was this stranger thinking? Wasn't he afraid that they would go back on their word?

Luke typed, "How does it sound? If you're okay with it, you can post your requests on the military forum on this phone. I'll leave you a special codebook, too."

The girl finally said, "Okay, deal."

Luke nodded and adjusted the settings on the phone for a moment, before he saved an address on it.

He put in one final sentence before he tossed the phone over. "This is for you to try. There are other interesting functions on it. Remember to order more if you find it useful. Quality guaranteed."

Luke then stepped onto the edge of the balcony and leapt down.

Nimbly picking up the phone, the girl also ran to the edge of the balcony, only to see a black shadow using the ledges on the building to descend quickly. It soon disappeared into an alley.

She looked back at the opposite building, and her father said, "Let's go back first."

A moment later, slightly perturbed, they disappeared as well.

In the dark, Luke changed back into his original clothes and tossed the cloak, hat, mask and black clothes into an empty barrel. He poured a bottle of oil into it and set the pile alight, watching as the items slowly burned up in the flames.

He then chucked several pieces of wood into the barrel to keep it burning, before he left the area.

Not far away, a homeless guy opened his eyes blearily. "Who's wasting fuel? How annoying."

He rolled over and fell asleep again.

It was already half past one by the time Luke returned to his apartment. He confirmed that he had left no traces or personal items behind before he went to bed.

He was rather satisfied with his harvest tonight.

Mission: Eliminate the drug dealers and destroy the illegal drugs.

Total experience: 1,000. Total credit: 1,000.

Contribution rate: 60%. EXP 600. Credit 600.

He had earned a lot of experience and credit from the mission, but his contribution rate was rather low.

Even if Damon and his daughter hadn't shown up, he would've completed the mission himself, yet his contribution rate was only 60%.

He read the mission again: Destroy the illegal drugs!

He hadn't done that, so it must've been Mindy who had completed the objective.

So, he had only contributed to the elimination of the drug dealers, which was the reason for his low contribution rate.

He might've been able to earn a hundred more experience and credit points if he had destroyed the illegal drugs.

He had to keep that in mind the next time he dealt with drug dealers.

Thinking that, he fell asleep.

The next morning, Elsa knocked on his door. "Luke, we better hurry up. The operation will start in a day or two."

Luke hummed a response and got up drowsily.

He quickly put on comfortable sportswear. After he left the room, he found Bell, who was working on her cab.

Luke got goosebumps as he observed Bell.

Bell was touching the car as if it were her son. It was rather creepy.

Luke asked, "Bell, can your baby give us a ride? Oh, I don't mean Jessi."

Bell smiled and said, "I know. Jessi is my sweetheart; this is my baby." She then gently patted the hood of the cab.

Luke asked, "So, are you taking us or not?'"

Bell said, "Of course, as long as you pay."

Luke said, "Have we ever skipped on payment?"

Bell said, "Not really. Let's go. Are you in a hurry?"

Elsa quickly interjected, "Normal speed will be fine."

Two days ago, she overslept, and had asked Bell to drive faster in case she was late for work.

In the end… Elsa threw up, despite how tough she usually was.

Bell drove her cab more like it was a plane than a car; it simply exploded and burst forth on the streets.

Elsa checked the license plate when she got out. Indeed, it wasn't the same as when she had taken the cab before.

Elsa couldn't have admired Luke more at that moment.

With Bell's skills, Elsa could chase down any suspect in New York City.

More importantly, Bell wasn't scared of getting a ticket, because she could switch out her license plates anytime.

Ten minutes later, Luke and Elsa reached their destination.

Bell bade Luke farewell with a high-five. Elsa observed them in amazement.

She had always found it curious how Luke and Bell could become such good friends.

Sitting down at the desk that he had barely used, Luke finally began to work on Sergei's case.

It wasn't because he was sloppy. Actually, Berit had never told them the details of the plan. Even Elsa didn't know anything.

It was impossible for them to investigate the case on their own without NYPD.

If Luke went to catch Sergei on his own, Berit would send him to jail alongside Sergei.

Luke read the files that Elsa had sorted out in the past few days. They were all investigation reports on Sergei.

The situation was neither good nor bad.

Sergei's gang was tricky, but definitely not one of the trickiest criminal groups.

There was no telling what promises the Los Angeles Police Department had made, but NYPD had decided to wipe out the gang and transfer Sergei to Los Angeles after he was interrogated.

Everybody in the room was busy except for Luke and Elsa.

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Chapter 118 Action, Ambush, and Four Women

It wasn't until noon that Berit finally came back. He asked Luke and Elsa to come to the meeting room.

Seventeen officers were already in the meeting room. Including Berit, Luke and Elsa, they made a team of twenty.

Berit began to lay out his plan.

According to sources, Sergei was going to pick up a batch of goods, which could either be drugs, weapons, or even human beings.

Sergei's gang wasn't big, so it wasn't unusual that the boss would personally take action.

That was also why Berit didn't think very much of him.

The bosses of bigger gangs would never get involved personally in transactions. Hence, even if they were caught, they could still get their lackeys to take the blame.

Berit was soon done with his introduction.

Luke was slightly surprised. He asked Elsa in a low voice, "Sergei is carrying it out in the middle of the day? Isn't that too blatant?"

Elsa replied in a low voice, "They're covering up what they're smuggling in with all the vans going in and out. If the police don't find the correct van, there'll be huge losses when we lock down the port. Some expensive goods may be ruined as soon as they're opened for checks. That's why NYPD hasn't done anything yet."

Deep in thought, Luke said, "So, the key is to find the correct van, right?"

Elsa suddenly thought of something. "Can you track their drugs with your… instinct?"

Luke chuckled. "I don't know, it doesn't always work. Let's wait and see."

Elsa didn't ask anymore, but she was more hopeful now. She was more confident in Luke than she was in herself.

"Does anyone have any questions?" asked Berit, but he was only looking at Luke and Elsa.

Neither of them said anything, as if they were only here to watch.

Berit was actually glad that they didn't ask any questions. It would be best if they just stayed back while NYPD got the job done.

After they got into a commercial van which had been modified into a mobile command center, Elsa looked curiously at what Luke was holding

Was it… a baseball?

Noticing her curiosity, Luke casually explained, "Oh, I'm using this to exercise my fingers. It can increase my precision in shooting."

Elsa asked, "Really?" She was tempted to try it out herself.

The twenty bandits killed by Luke were the best evidence of Luke's expertise in shooting.

Luke chuckled. "It's too advanced a skill for you right now."

Elsa nodded her head regretfully. "Forget it, then."

Soon, the van reached a port.

New York was a city that had been built around the mouth of a harbor, when British colonizers sailed across the Atlantic Ocean and seized it from the Dutch.

Called New Amsterdam then, the place was renamed New York.

York was in fact only a town in Britain, and not nearly as famous as its younger brother, New York.

There were plenty of ports in New York, and too many goods were shipped in and out of the ports every day.

It was also why Sergei had never been caught for smuggling.

Luke and Elsa weren't part of the actual arrest operation, but they had a clear view of everything from the command vehicle.

The vehicle received all forms of communication from Berit's men as well as camera footage.

Berit was also in the van as the commander of the operation.

Sergei soon appeared.

Sergei was gloomier and colder than he appeared in his files. There was no telling whether or not it was because his son was dead.

Soon, they entered a pier.

The officers nearby immediately kept an eye on the gangsters.

Luke somehow felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't exactly say why.

Thinking for a moment, he said, "I need fresh air."

Berit frowned. "You better not go out. What if you're discovered?"

Luke argued, "Do I look like a police officer right now?"

Berit was lost for words.

Luke would be the last person in Berit's team that Sergei would suspect, mainly because Luke was too young.

There were no officers as young as Luke in NYPD. Even the officers in their twenties were at the lowest rank, and had to wear their uniforms when they were on duty.

Berit still said, "You're responsible if anything goes wrong.'

Luke chuckled and got out.

How could he be responsible?

He hadn't done anything in this operation except sit in the command vehicle, and there were multiple containers between them and Sergei, who was two hundred meters away.

So, Berit could only be bluffing.

Luke moved some distance away from the command vehicle. With his black backpack, he looked like a high school student.

Facing the wind, he took a deep breath.

Berit glanced at Luke, but soon ignored him. He found the young man unreliable.

It wasn't like the command vehicle was a public toilet. Did he really need fresh air so badly?

Luke, however, was actually analyzing the smells in the air with Sharp Nose.

Based on the information in the files, his target was simple — weapons, drugs, or women.

It would also be in massive quantities, or it wouldn't be worthwhile smuggling them in by boat.

But very quickly, Luke frowned.

He couldn't lock onto a target.

He smelled oil, gunpowder, illegal drugs, and women, but they were scattered around, and there didn't seem to be a large cluster of them anywhere.

Puzzled, Luke returned to the command vehicle.

Berit didn't look at Luke at all and only said, "Don't go out again, in case you raise suspicions."

Luke didn't say anything.

He was starting to believe that it was unnecessary for him to go out again.

He soon saw Sergei and his team on the surveillance camera.

They waited patiently until a tiny boat appeared.

The officers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Such a boat was too small to contain many women or weapons. It was probably only big enough for drugs.

However, it was four women who got off the boat and spoke to Sergei.

Smiling courteously, Sergei spoke with the four women before they bade each other farewell and went their separate ways.

Berit was flustered.

Even if the four women had been smuggled in, they weren't enough to use as grounds for the police to imprison Sergei.

Four hundred women would have worked.

Were the four women important? Clinging to hope, Berit got his team to search the women's files.

But they didn't find anything useful at all.

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Chapter 119 Long Legs, Robbery, and Bike

The women had legally crossed the border as models from Brazil.

Luke listened in amusement to the officers' reports.

In the next instant, Berit angrily called off the operation, leaving some of the officers behind to watch Sergei.

Luke and Elsa were back at the desk they shared.

Elsa was also confused. "What's going on with Sergei? He went through all this trouble to meet four women? Aren't they just a few models?"

Luke chuckled. "They're more than that."

Elsa was excited. "Did you notice something?"

Luke said, "They're four models with particularly long legs; it's like they have nothing but legs below their necks."

Elsa was speechless. "… Do you think this is funny?"

Luke grinned. He didn't really know what Sergei was up to.

There were still too many uncertainties.

But since it was Berit's case, all Luke needed to do was wait.

Berit had to wait for another opportunity after Sergei's odd welcome ceremony at the port.

So, Luke and Elsa were once again at loose ends.

Luke roamed New York by bus again.

Two days later, he was standing at a bus stop and wondering if he should take down another group of drug dealers, when a fiery BMW 760Li blew past him like the wind.

Luke was stunned for a moment.

It was a beautiful and fast car, but… wasn't this downtown? Wasn't the driver scared of getting a speeding ticket?

But Luke's question became moot when he heard the blare of sirens behind him.

A couple of police cars rushed past as they chased the fiery BMW 760Li.

Luke realized that the BMW was running from the police. He wondered if it belonged to a car racer.

Curious, he used Sharp Nose to try and find out who was in the fiery BMW.

His expression turned strange after he was done with his analysis. "Women? Exactly four women, and the smell of a gun that's just been fired?"

Mulling this over, Luke returned to the police department.

He greeted Elsa and asked, "I saw a bunch of police cars chasing a red BMW in the afternoon. What was that about?"

Elsa shook her head. "I have no idea. There's no TV here."

Luke shrugged and wasn't upset. They left the police department together.

On their way out, they heard two police officers talking. One of the officers said, "The robbers didn't just have guts, they also had a great car and driving skills. Forty police cars were deployed, but they still got away."

The other officer snorted. "They were driving a BMW 760Li, which is much better than our police cars. Isn't it only natural that they got away?"

The first officer wasn't convinced. "If you had an F1, could you drive it at more than a hundred miles an hour? Those robbers certainly could."

The second officer said, "Fair enough. It's true that they're good at driving. So, it's not strange that we couldn't catch them?"

The first officer said, "Of course not."

Luke couldn't help but interject, "Excuse me, but what exactly did the red BMW do? I saw it being chased by police cars in the afternoon."

The officer looked at him, but didn't say anything.

Luke showed him his badge and said, "I'm also an officer. I'm just curious. Also, it's going to be on the news later, isn't it?"

The officer thought that Luke had a point, so he explained, "They just robbed a bank in Manhattan, and stole more than three million."

Luke exclaimed and asked, "How many of them were there?"

The police thought for a moment and realized that it would be all over the news anyway, so he simply said, "Four."

Luke nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

When they left the police department, Elsa asked him curiously, "Why are you so concerned about the robbers?"

With an inscrutable look on his face, Luke said, "I have a wild thought, but I'd rather not say anything at the moment."

He watched the news on TV in his apartment. Looking at images from the robbery, Luke wondered if his assumption was true.

NYPD was keeping them away from the operation to capture Sergei.

However… this robbery was probably unrelated to Sergei, right?

The next day, Luke went to the scene of the robbery in Manhattan.

However, when he was still on the bus, a familiar fiery BMW dashed past him again, followed by a series of police cars with blaring sirens.

Luke was amused. Was playing with the cops what the robbers did for breakfast?

Luke pressed the bell, and the bus driver opened the doors at the next stop for Luke to get off.

He glanced around, only to discover that it was too crowded for him to take a cab.

He suddenly saw a teenager who was slowly riding a bike.

Luke grabbed him. The boy nearly fell off his bike. He looked at Luke in a panic.

Luke asked, "How much did you pay for your bike?"

The boy stammered, "It's a Giant orc3300. I bought it for 379 dollars last year." He confessed quickly because Luke was too intimidating.

Luke quickly took out four hundred dollars from his pocket. "It's mine now."

He gave the money to the boy, and then rode off on the bike.

Stunned for a moment, the boy called out, "Wait, my bag! Er, thank you."

Hearing his shout, Luke noticed a tiny bag hanging on the frame.

He picked up the bag and tossed it back to the boy.

The boy instinctively caught the bag. Looking at the four hundred bucks in his hand, he was confused. "Huh? Is today my lucky day?"

The bike that he had been using for a year was sold for twenty dollars more than the original price. He was certainly lucky.

Luke started to speed up.

A bike certainly wasn't as fast as a car, but he wasn't trying to outrun the robbers. All he needed to do was tail the red BMW 760Li.

Based on what happened yesterday, the robbers would escape the police in ten minutes at most.

Given the morning traffic, the longer the police were delayed, the more likely they were to get stuck. The robbers were certainly well aware of this.

The robbers were driving at around a hundred miles an hour, which meant that they could cover thirty kilometers in ten minutes.

The Giant orc3300 that Luke was riding was a road bike for beginners. It would take him slightly more than twenty minutes to cover thirty kilometers with his 28 Strength.

Tracking the smell of the fiery BMW with his Sharp Nose, Luke rode on.

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Chapter 120 Car Accident and Sexy Girls

Luke hastily stopped when the light turned red at an intersection.

At that moment, a fat young man charged at him from across the street and flashed his badge. "NYPD! I need your…"

Crack! Boom! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Luke was stunned by the young officer and the cars not far behind him.

Just as the guy who had called out NYPD tried to stop Luke, the first car behind him braked abruptly, and the second car after that hurriedly swerved to the side, only to flip over.

The cars behind crashed into each other like dominoes. Luke estimated that at least twenty cars were involved. Two of them even flew into the air before they fell, like a scene in a movie.

Luke looked at the young officer in shock. What was this guy's problem?

The officer was also stunned for a moment at the pile up he had caused. But then, he suddenly put his badge into his pocket and ran away, as if he had nothing to do with it.

This man was truly a genius!

Amused, Luke glanced at the accident again, only to be amazed.

Nobody was heavily wounded even though so many cars had crashed into each other. Even the drivers of the two cars that had been tossed into the air had crawled out, and were frantically making calls.

Luke shrugged. The light turned green, and he rode on.

Ten minutes later, he saw many police cars patrolling the streets. They seemed to be looking for something. Luke suddenly stopped the bike, because he saw four hot girls not far away.

Four gorgeous women in a blue BMW 760Li were being interrogated by a police officer.

Then, the girl in the driver's seat got out.

Luke couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

A beautiful, dazzling leg stretched out of the car and stepped onto the ground, followed by another leg that was even more beautiful. The girl stood up, not far from Luke.

Also, it was already November. New York was freezing whenever it rained or the wind blew.

Yet, the long-legged girl was wearing smooth silk stockings and a short skirt.

She almost towered above the officer in her high heels that were more than twelve centimeters tall.

Luke couldn't help but whistle with a smile.

The officer didn't pay much attention to him. After all, whistling wasn't against the law.

Another girl got out of the car. She was also wearing silk stockings and a short skirt, as well as a colorful coat on her that made her look like a turkey.

Her long legs were most appealing, too.

While the second girl was answering the officer's questions, the girl who had been in the driver's seat glanced at Luke.

Luke was secretly amazed. He finally understood the meaning of electrifying eyes!

In terms of looks, the driver wasn't the prettiest – her face was even a little masculine. Her eyes and her faint smile, however, were most enticing.

The officer who was interrogating them stammered when he saw the smile."Ah, well, open, I mean, can you open the trunk?" He only managed to get a whole sentence out when he looked away from the driver.

Luke closed his eyes and took a deep breath, which made the girl glance at him again.

Luke secretly smiled. This was the very scent!

He slowly rode his bike to the car.

The officer saw two silver boxes when the second girl opened the trunk. He stepped back anxiously. "Please open them."

He placed his hand on his gun, because the bank robbers had packed their loot in exactly the same sort of silver boxes.

The driver said with the same faint smile, "Do I have to, officer?"

Her voice was cool, and shouldn't have sounded cute, but Luke felt electrified once again.

At that moment, he stared at the silver boxes from where he was on the sidewalk, not far from the car.

Duty-bound, the officer insisted, "Ma'am, please open them immediately."

The girl finally laughed with mockery and disdain. She pressed a button with her long fingers, and the boxes opened slowly.

The officer was stupefied.

Luke whistled again. "Wow! That's definitely the most fascinating thing I've ever seen!"

The girl glanced at him and asked, "Really?"

Luke replied, "Yes. Thank you, officer, for satisfying my curiosity and my eyes. Goodbye." He rode his bike away after that.

Embarrassed, the officer waved his hand and said, "Alright, ladies, you're free to go."

He had been looking for bank robbers, but uncovered two boxes of sexy lingerie instead. That was too… stimulating. The boy wasn't wrong at all – that had definitely been a most fascinating sight.

The officer was too excited to remember that driving in high heels was also a violation.

A moment later, the blue BMW set off again.

Luke, on the other hand, carried his newly-bought bike onto the subway with a smile, and rode back to the police department after that.

Elsa was stunned to see Luke with a bike. "Did you buy this?"

Luke nodded. "Yes."

Elsa was speechless. "…It's secondhand, isn't it? Hm, did it belong to a Sam Cage?"

Luke asked, "Huh? What?"

Elsa pointed to one part of the bike. "Isn't that his name written there?"

It wasn't until then that Luke discovered the signature on the bike, which seemed to have been carved with a blade. It was likely the boy's name.

Luke shrugged and said, "It's cheaper and more convenient for me to get around with a bike."

Elsa couldn't care less about the money. She asked, "Did you find anything?"

The look on Luke's face was inscrutable. He looked around and saw that there were a few people nearby, so he sat down and whispered, "I did find something, but I don't know if it's related to Sergei."

Elsa perked up. "What did you find?"

Luke asked, "Do you remember the four girls that Sergei welcomed at the port two days ago?"

Elsa said, "Of course I do."

Luke said, "I saw the four women in a BMW 760Li on the streets today."

Elsa was confused. "Huh? What's wrong with that?"

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Chapter 121 A Rewarding Robbery and Superficiality

Luke chuckled. "Just now, another bank robbery took place in Manhattan. Four robbers disappeared in a BMW 760Li after the job."

Stunned for a moment, Elsa realized what he was implying. "Are you saying that the four women are the robbers?"

Luke said, "It's just a guess, and I don't have any evidence. However… do you think it can help us?"

Elsa frowned.

Whether or not the four women were robbers, they were the ones, not Sergei, who were committing the crime.

Thus, there was no value in this case for her and Luke.

However, the women hadn't started robbing banks until after they met Sergei.

Also, the female robbers had robbed two banks in a row. NYPD had to be desperate to catch them.

It would be possible for her and Luke to get something out of this.

They might be able to negotiate for law enforcement power in Sergei's case.

Of course, the odds weren't high, but it was still worth a shot.

Considering it carefully, Elsa asked, "Can you keep an eye on the four women?"

Luke nodded and said, "I can try."

Elsa said, "You watch them. In the meantime, I'll check out the robberies."

Luke asked, "…Do we have enough money? We'll burn through our funds if I take a cab."

Elsa's gaze shifted from Luke to the secondhand bike he had bought.

Luke rolled his eyes. "I can ride a bike, but you should at least reimburse me first."

Elsa remarked, "This ragged thing is worth a hundred dollars at best. I'll personally reimburse you if the boss won't."

Luke chuckled. "Excuse me, but I paid four hundred dollars for it since it was an emergency."

Elsa: "…Get lost! I can give you two hundred dollars at most. You can go on foot if you don't want it!"

Luke said, "Deal. Remember that you owe me two hundred bucks."

Elsa was lost for words.

Luke left on the bike that had been half-reimbursed. Elsa was bummed for a moment, but got excited soon enough.

If this case turned into a big thing, her plan might actually work.

Now, she needed to sort out the case details and report back to Dustin so that he could decide whether or not to make a deal with NYPD.

After Luke came out, he wasn't in a hurry to track down the robbers. Instead, he found a store that sold secondhand appliances.

He bought a bunch of parts in the store, including secondhand phones, laptops and radios.

He also bought a set of maintenance tools, before he finally left the store.

Luke couldn't help but turn around to look at the black boss just as he was about to leave. He found the boss's face familiar, but he couldn't think where they might have met.

The sign for the secondhand store read: Zeus Appliances.

However, since he had robbers to track, he put the thought aside and returned to his apartment with the parts.

After preventing the hijacking, Luke had obtained abundant credit points.

It would be too wasteful if he didn't use them.

He finally made up his mind to learn Tony Stark's abilities.

What he chose were all the 1,000-credit abilities.

Elementary Electronic and Mechanic Engineering, Elementary Electronic Development, Elementary Mechanical Development, and Elementary A.I. Development were all advanced abilities that cost a lot.

Luke didn't feel regretful at all.

He estimated that he would have acquired twenty thousand credits by the time he accumulated 40 Strength for Elementary Self-Healing.

While credit was precious, it had to be used when necessary.

With the abilities that he learned from Tony, he could build useful gadgets for himself. When he had more money, he would even be able to design equipment for himself.

Of course, he was different from Tony.

Tony Stark had the body of an ordinary person, so he needed advanced technology, which required a tremendous amount of money, to build up his combat ability.

Luke, on the other hand, didn't need as much advanced technology to make up for his shortcomings.

He had also made a deal with Damon and Mindy previously to supply them with equipment.

As long as he found a suitable way to get the money from them, he would have enough funding for his projects.

What if the father and the daughter didn't cough up the cash?

Well, for Damon and Mindy who harvested drug dealers like they were fruit, was money important? They could always kill more drug dealers if they needed money.

So, Luke wouldn't be short of money in the future.

What he was making right now was a receiver.

He had given the phone which he had specially modified to Mindy. Now, Luke intended to make a better one.

Just now, when he watched the two boxes of sexy lingerie being opened, he had stuck a special tracker to the BMW with a flick of his fingers.

However, given its size and the fact that it wasn't very energy efficient, the tracker would only send out a signal every ten minutes, and it wasn't a very powerful one.

So, Luke needed a special receiver to detect the signal from a distance.

Of course, the receiver didn't have to be small; Luke could live with it even if it weighed five kilograms.

An hour later, Luke had created a brick.

Different from Tony, who pursued beauty as a perfectionist, Luke was a pragmatist; more importantly, he didn't have as much money as Tony did.

The brick-like receiver was hideous, but it was functional.

On second thought, however, Luke couldn't help but put the brick in a black bag.

Hm, it was too ugly to be seen. Thinking this, Luke suddenly paused.

Why do I care so much what it looks like? Right, this has to be a side effect of Tony's abilities. I'm definitely not such a superficial man!

Quickly putting the blame on Tony, Luke left his apartment with the receiver.

It was connected to an earpiece, so Luke didn't have to hold it and check it all the time.

By then, it was getting dark.

Luke returned to where he had enjoyed the lingerie show, before he started searching in the direction in which the blue BMW had disappeared.

After a long while, Luke finally received an alert. "Target acquired. Two hundred and thirty meters up ahead and to the right."

Luke perked up and approached his destination unhurriedly.

It was an old building in Queens. The first floor of the building appeared to be a body shop.

The body shop looked like it was closed, except that Luke could faintly hear voices inside.

Luke took a deep breath, and immediately recognized the four women.

He had to admit that it had been easy to track them.

They were very professional when it came to bank robberies, but they were even more professional in the pursuit of beauty.

Luke could have smelled their perfume from hundreds of meters away.

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Chapter 122 Acquaintance, Man of Disaster, and Coincidence

But Luke frowned a moment later. Why was there a familiar scent? Hm, was it Bell?

Luke scratched his head. Why was his landlord/driver here?

Except for the fact that her driving was as good as theirs, she shouldn't have anything to do with the robbers, right?

Luke didn't enter the building. He sniffed the air again, before he stepped onto his bike with a weird look on his face and peeped through a window.

Inside the body shop, two unlucky people, one man and one woman, were being held at gunpoint.

Two other women were arguing. Luke couldn't understand them. They seemed to be speaking Portuguese.

It did make sense when he recalled that the robbers were from Brazil.

It was the gorgeous lady driver from that morning who was pointing a gun at Bell and the man.

Judging from her argument with her partners, however, she didn't seem inclined to pull the trigger.

Luke thought for a moment, and aimed at her from the window with his own gun.

If the woman really was going to shoot, Luke had to take action even though he wasn't authorized to.

He couldn't allow Bell to be shot; she wasn't a bad person.

Raising his gun, Luke observed the man who was standing next to Bell.

It was a young, white man, who looked frustrated and somewhat familiar.

Luke finally recalled that he was the person who had stopped Luke that morning, only to cause a car pile up. How had he run into Bell?

Wasn't Bell a cab driver? However, her treasured car was nowhere to be seen.

A moment later, the young man grimaced at Bell and gave a long speech. Eventually, he grabbed a gun by force and hid in a back room with Bell.

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The four women outside shot wildly at the room, forcing the man to stay behind cover. They then looked at each other and got into their car.

Luke was greatly relieved.

He wouldn't have to deal with the four women right now.

While he wasn't worried about the power of law enforcement anymore, the four women might be connected to Sergei, so it was better to keep them alive for now.

However, Luke heard a noise a moment later and smelled something burning.

It was a strange smell, as if it was a mix of different things being burnt together. Luke was reminded of the car that he had set on fire in Thurmeier.

In the meantime, he heard Bell and the young man laughing in the room, but it was hoarse and weird.

Thanks to Luke's Sharp Nose, he also smelled something sweet, which he couldn't recognize.

He then heard Bell laughing while cursing the young man for being an idiot. She said that it was nitrous oxide, known as laughing gas.

Luke was amused. The young man was truly a genius, to regard laughing gas as regular gas.

More importantly, the four women had left, and Bell and the young man were alone in the room. Why would he release laughing gas?

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Luke was lost for words; the young man struck him as a harbinger of disaster.

In the next moment, the doorknob broke.

While laughing, Bell cursed the young man for being stupid enough to break the door.

Luke was speechless at the young man's bad luck.

Thinking for a moment, Luke decided to open the door for them.

However, the moment he was about to jump off his bike, he heard someone slamming into the door. Then, Bell laughed and yelled again, "Are you seriously an idiot? This door is meant to be pulled, not pushed. Why are you slamming into it?"

After that, they left through a back door.

Luke didn't know what to say. He had known Bell for a few days now, and she had never been this unlucky.

However, since they had already left the room that was full of laughing gas, Luke was no longer worried about them.

He jumped off from his vantage point and was ready to ride his bike away.

He had barely left the alley when he saw a police car approaching.

While the lights on the car were still flashing, two officers got out and pointed their guns at the alley. "Drop your weapons now!"

Luke couldn't see clearly, but he knew that the officers had to be shouting at Bell and the young man.

He couldn't help but wonder if those two had been blessed by the God of Misfortune.

A moment later, there was a major explosion, and the officers hurriedly dodge the flying debris.

Bell laughed and cursed again. "Hahaha! My car has blown up as well! Run, if you know what's good for you!"

Then, the two of them ran away while laughing hard.

Luke made up his mind to stay as far away from the young man as possible. It seemed that the young man brought bad luck to anyone around him.

Riding the bike slowly, Luke tracked the four women.

After two kilometers, Luke's receiver detected a signal again. "Target acquired. Three hundred and thirty meters up ahead and to the left."

He rode the bike to the location, only to discover that it was a warehouse.

It was close to the outskirts of New York, and the place was littered with warehouses and factories.

Luke thought for a moment, and fiddled a little with a new phone that he had modified, before he approached the warehouse.

Suddenly, his nose twitched.

Another acquaintance? Luke found it odd, but he couldn't quite recall whom the scent belonged to.

Eventually, he found a window, and hopped onto the bike to have a peep like he had done earlier.

Luke secretly cried "bingo" in his heart when he saw who was inside.

His "acquaintance" was in fact Sergei.

No wonder Luke had felt that the scent was familiar, though he couldn't recognize it.

He had smelled Sergei in Katie's villa before, and at the port a few days earlier.

Now, Sergei was talking to the four women with a stiff smile on his face.

They were speaking English. Given Luke's higher Strength level, he was able to hear them even at a distance of twenty meters.

A moment later, Luke finally figured out why Sergei had welcomed the four women in person, and why they had gone their separate ways after their first meeting.

To put it simply, the four women were able to rob the two banks thanks to Sergei's support.

Hideouts, cars, maintenance tools and sites, and intelligence on the banks – all of it had been provided by Sergei.

Sergei was going to launder the looted money. In the end, the four women would take thirty percent of the loot, and Sergei, seventy percent.

It wasn't that Sergei was greedy.

He might have only asked for fifty percent if he was just laundering the money and nothing else.

He had also provided so many other services, however, so he was absolutely justified in taking seventy percent of the money.

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Chapter 123 Relationship? Where Is the Loot?

The whole thing was purely a coincidence. The four women had reached out to Sergei through a mutual friend. One party wanted to rob, and the other party wanted to earn money, so they soon reached a deal.

However, based on the looks on their faces, Luke didn't think that either party would compromise on the money.

The four women had control of the situation for now.

They had carried out two successful robberies, and looted about eight million, but they hadn't given anything to Sergei yet.

According to their deal, they would rob one last bank in two days.

After that, they would meet with Sergei and give him the money.

Luke chuckled. Things were getting interesting!

Using the phone, he recorded a video of the two parties conversing, and after they left, he returned home in high spirits.

It was close to one in the morning, and the subway had stopped running. Luke could only ride all the way back home.

However, Luke felt that he was still much luckier than Bell. At the very least, he still had a bike.

New York at midnight was a super hotbed of crime.

On his one-hour trip, Luke knocked out seven gangsters who intended to rob him, and three scoundrels who attempted sexual harrassment and even rape.

By the time he reached his apartment, he had earned 120 experience and credit points, which could almost be called bountiful.

He stopped briefly in front of the garage and took a sniff, only to realize that Bell's car wasn't inside.

Luke shook his head. Had Bell really lost her precious cab because of that disastrous young man?

However, there was nothing he could do. The modified cab must've been worth dozens of grand.

Bell could afford it because she had done most of the modifications herself. She would probably go crazy after losing the car.

He could only ask her tomorrow if there was any way he could help.

The next morning, Luke was woken up by Elsa's knocking.

Elsa squeezed into his room before he was dressed. "How did things go yesterday? Did you find anything?"

Speechless, Luke pretended to shiver under his quilt. "Can we talk after you let me put on some clothes?"

Elsa could only go out and close the door. "Be quick about it. Do you think anyone wants to see you naked?"

Ten minutes later, Luke opened the door again and let Elsa in.

Luke showed Elsa the video he took yesterday, and Elsa's eyes glowed. "You're incredible. It'll be a lot easier now that we have this."

Elsa immediately made a call, and Luke could just barely hear her as she spoke in a very low voice.

She was speaking to Dustin. After a long conversation, she finally hung up. "Now, we'll wait while the boss talks to NYPD."

Luke asked in a low voice, "What do you think will happen?"

Elsa grinned and patted his shoulder. "We're trying to make a deal with NYPD where we'll get Sergei and NYPD will get the four women. After all, Sergei matters little to them, but the four robbers have slapped their faces twice and looted eight million. The banks must be angry."

Luke thought for a moment and realized that it made sense.

Bank robbers in New York, the finance capital, were certainly much worse than a murderer who had killed a minor celebrity in Los Angeles.

The minor celebrity would only stir up some gossip among the common folk, but the capitalists behind the banks could come down hard on NYPD's head.

Luke and Elsa got up and left the room after their discussion.

Jessi, Bell's boyfriend, caught them coming out. He looked at them in surprise. "Are you… together now?"

Both Elsa and Luke were lost for words.

Jessi, however, wasn't in a good mood today. He said in frustration, "Something's wrong with Bell. She doesn't like me anymore. She's out in her car every day, and I had a big fight with her last night. Is she not coming back?".

Luke recalled the harbinger of bad luck, and couldn't have sympathized with Bell more. Not only had she lost her precious car, even her sweet boyfriend was less sweet now.

Thinking that, Luke said, "Jessi, it's probably because Bell's been unlucky lately. It's not what you think."

Jessi was dazed. "Huh? Why haven't I heard anything about that?"

Luke chuckled. "It's best that you don't know. The God of Misfortune definitely has an eye on Bell right now. During this time, she needs your trust and support, not your suspicion."

Jessi asked, "Really? Was I really mistaken?"

Luke nodded. "Yes. She lost her car yesterday in an accident. So, she and her car didn't leave you – her car left her."

Jessi immediately got it.

Considering how much Bell cared for the car, this loss would definitely be a major blow.

And yet he was still making a fuss; it was no surprise that they had such a huge fight last night.

Finally understanding the situation, Jessi called Bell.

Luke and Elsa looked at each other and went to work.

Elsa took a bus since waiting for a cab would take longer.

Luke, however, rode his bike to work, and he arrived ten minutes earlier than Elsa.

As soon as she sat down at their temporary desk, Elsa became lost in thought.

She was already contemplating how to capture Sergei if they managed to strike a deal with NYPD.

The day was peaceful and quiet.

Luke left the police department on his bike before noon.

Elsa didn't stop him, and merely told him to keep his phone on hand.

Luke had just brought her a big surprise. She certainly wasn't going to stop him working on his own now. Chances were that he would return with even better news today.

Wandering the city, Luke tracked down the four women's real hideout.

They were hiding in another warehouse in Queens; old warehouses like these were the best cover for people like them.

Looking at the Audi A8 which had been partly dismantled and the four women who were busy, Luke secretly chuckled.

He saw a garbage truck, and immediately understood the situation.

He had been wondering how the women had switched out the boxes of money they had grabbed ever since he saw the lingerie.

Seeing the garbage truck now, the answer was obvious.

Back in Shackelford, it had taken the shooters from the Carlos family several trips on a garbage truck to enter town, before they hid in a place on the edge of town. In the end, they had launched their revenge attack on Luke and Selina with the garbage truck.

Garbage trucks had a fixed schedule, were big enough, and wouldn't draw any suspicion.

There was no telling how the women had found the driver of the garbage truck, but the driver had to be the one moving the loot with the garbage truck after each robbery.

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Chapter 124 Surveillance and Elsa's Plan

After the loot was transferred, the four women would change the color of the BMW 760Li before leaving the crime scene.

No wonder NYPD had never caught them or discovered the loot.

Luke wasn't tempted by the money at all.

He would never take that cash.

Technically speaking, the money belonged to the banks, and he would be guilty of illegal procurement if he took it.

He could certainly grab the money off the women, but they hadn't killed anyone during the robberies, and had only knocked out two security guards who had tried to resist.

The system might not allow Luke to blatantly rob the women of their money.

Furthermore, the money they had looted was too much, which would affect how much credit he would lose if the system disapproved. Luke didn't intend to waste his credit on them.

He simply turned into a videographer again, and filmed them packing away the money.

The women hid the money away inside the doors of the car, until Luke could barely detect the smell of cash.

It seemed that they weren't planning on giving Sergei the money.

It remained to be seen how the two parties, who each had their own plans, would fall out.

Thinking this, Luke stopped filming and operated his phone. He was relieved to see that there were no surveillance cameras in the warehouse.

His phone could detect bugs and cameras within a range of a hundred meters and disrupt them for a short while so that they wouldn't record anything in that period.

It was also why he made up his mind to learn Tony Stark's abilities.

Without these inventions of his, it was possible that he would fall victim to a hidden camera or bug someday.

Thanks to his phone, he would always know if he was being watched.

When the four women took a break in a nearby room, Luke nimbly crawled in through the window.

He snuck over to the A8 and stuck a tracker that he had modified to the bottom of the car.

After that was done, Luke slipped away.

Before he left the warehouse, he installed ugly bugs that looked like buttons in the corners.

If he was lucky, he might be able to pick up on the women's retreat plan.

After he left, Luke rode his bike to a fast food restaurant not far away.

Listening in via the bugs with his earpiece, Luke considered how he could most benefit from this robbery case.

Se

Sergei had to be apprehended, or LAPD wouldn't be able to explain to the public why such a ruthless man who murdered Katie was still free.

As long as Sergei was escorted back to Los Angeles, Luke's job was done. Whether or not Sergei was convicted, and how, would be left to the district attorney.

Elsa, Dustin and even the director of the police department would all be commended for this.

It would be up to them how they would share the credit.

Senior detectives and his boss Brock hadn't been involved in the cases that Luke had cracked in Houston. The cases were kept confidential even from Brock.

It was one of the reasons why Brock had been so hostile toward Luke.

Things would've been better if Brock had been open-minded, but Brock was actually a petty man, so they could only fall out.

Luke and Dustin currently weren't on bad terms, and they wouldn't suddenly become enemies after this case.

That was because of Elsa, who had worked under Dustin for years, and surely enjoyed some privileges.

Since she and Luke were now close, Dustin wouldn't come after Luke, if he was a sensible man.

Hence, Luke had to resolve this case perfectly!

Sergei had to be caught. But what about the four women?

Luke hadn't made up his mind about them yet, not because he was charmed by them, but because the women hadn't killed anyone in the robberies.

They only used the guns to threaten the security guards.

Luke didn't dare rob them of their loot, precisely because their crime wasn't severe enough.

Once the deal with NYPD was made, the four women would be NYPD's problem instead of Luke's.

So, should Luke apprehend them or not?

He thought for a moment, then decided that he wouldn't specially act against them nor indulge them. At the very least, he had to get the money back.

Given his understanding of the Super Detective System, he would only be rewarded if the money was retrieved.

It was like the hijacking previously; most of the experience and credit he had received was for rescuing the passengers, not for suppressing the five terrorists.

Luke made plans in his heart as he listened to the conversation via his earpiece.

However, he couldn't understand one bit of it. He shook his head helplessly.

He hadn't even picked up Spanish yet, let alone Portuguese.

He could only operate the device he was holding, which looked like a phone, before he read the text on it.

It was a translation system with a voice recognition function. Though not entirely accurate, it conveyed the gist of the conversation.

As it turned out, it was true that the women intended to leave after the last robbery.

They wouldn't meet with Sergei at all, but would simply drive through Queens into Nassau to escape NYPD's dragnet.

As for the loot, they had connections to bring it back to Brazil.

Nobody in Brazil would care that the money was illegal, as long as it was real.

After a while, Luke basically figured out the women's plan, and he returned to the police department.

He found Elsa, who was still checking files and waiting for updates, at their desk, and he told her the women's plan.

Elsa was excited. "They're going to do another job?"

Luke remarked, "Elsa, they're not going to share their loot with you. Why are you so excited?"

Ignoring Luke's teasing, Elsa murmured, "If they succeed again, NYPD won't be able to take it anymore."

Luke said, "But they're on a tight schedule. After the robbery, they're going to leave through Nassau in half a day with the money. How will that affect our negotiations with NYPD then?"

Narrowing her eyes, Elsa suggested, "What do you say we stop them from escaping first?"

Luke said, "…Elsa, are you serious?"

He basically understood what she was saying.

If the women completed the job, Dustin would be able to make a deal with NYPD.

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Chapter 125 Request, Questions, and Discrimination

It was obvious that Elsa's plan was to stop the women if they could, and hand over the loot and the robbers to NYPD.

But wouldn't that be a slap in the face for NYPD?

They were here to help NYPD with a case, but if they eventually cracked NYPD's case for them, that might end up being a disaster.

Elsa, however, was tempted.

She was an ambitious woman and liked to control everything.

Her patience had run out after being ignored in NYPD for a week.

She had to hold back before this because she was under someone else's roof.

Luke, however, had gotten his hands on massive leverage which might very well see Sergei's case transferred back to the Los Angeles Police Department. How could she not be tempted?

Elsa smiled. "Do you think I'm like you? We know what you did in Houston. You remember how your boss disliked you from the beginning, right?"

Luke hummed and smiled bitterly. "I didn't do it on purpose. Should I just have stood there and let the bad guys shoot me?"

Elsa chuckled. "You did nothing wrong, and nor will I. I'll report it to Dustin. If he doesn't agree, we'll just stand back and play bystanders. If he agrees, what is there to be scared of? However angry NYPD gets, can they tell our director to fire you?"

Luke immediately got it.

Elsa wasn't going to work the case in secret, but would ask for the director's permission through Dustin.

If the director was on board, they wouldn't really be punished even if anything went wrong.

That was the tradition in local police departments.

Even if a director might be forced to demote his own men, he would reinstate them once everything blew over.

If he didn't reinstate them, none of the officers under his command would be loyal to him anymore.

Thinking this, Luke agreed with Elsa's proposal and watched her make the call.

It was different from how things had worked in Houston.

As long as the police department agreed to the plan, he and Elsa would be fighting on LAPD's behalf, and everybody from the director to Dustin had to support them.

After lunch, Elsa finally received a reply from Dustin. "You can keep an eye on the bank robbers and prepare to take them down. The director is already negotiating with NYPD. I'll let you know once it's settled."

Elsa said excitedly, "Alright. Thank you, boss."

Dustin chuckled. "Why thank me? This is work, of course I have to help you. Don't disappoint me."

Elsa said, "Yes, sir."

She hung up and looked at Luke, who was bored. "Why are you still here? Get up and keep an eye on those women."

Luke asked, "What about you?"

Elsa said, "I'll have to stay here, or Berit will get suspicious. Once you figure out when those women plan to retreat, I'll go out with you to stop them."

Luke said, "I have another question."

Elsa asked, "What is it?"

Luke replied, "In case you forgot, those women are great drivers. You're not hoping that I'll be able to chase them down on a secondhand bike, right? They're super racers who ran circles around twenty police cars on city streets."

Elsa frowned. "What are you getting at?"

Luke chuckled and said, "Check what happened to Bell's car. I noticed yesterday that it was gone, and she was with a police officer."

Elsa asked, "Do you really like her? I'm going to tell Jessi on you."

Luke rolled his eyes and said, "You can try. Jessi thought we were a couple this morning!"

Elsa was angry. "Go away!"

Luke shrugged and rode his bike away.

Since Elsa had decided to intervene, he had to make preparations.

Those women could run away, but their money couldn't.

He needed more tools to deal with the car later.

He would give Bell a hand in passing just because she was a nice person.

It would be a waste of his Super Detective System, however, if he simply placed all his hopes on a cab driver.

He went to the secondhand appliance store again and bought a huge amount of goods from the black boss.

Looking at the boss, Luke couldn't help but ask, "Do you have… a twin brother? I think I've seen you before."

The boss snorted and glared at him intimidatingly. "Hey, are you mocking me because I'm black? I hate racists like you the most. Why are you looking down on me when I'm making legit money in my own store?"

Luke raised the cash in his hand and said, "Why would I shop here if I looked down on you? I'm not mocking you. You really do look familiar to me. Also, you can't discriminate against me just because I'm white."

The boss was stunned. "What? Excuse me? Me, discriminate against you?"

Luke spread his hands and said, "Just because I'm white and I asked you a question because you look familiar, you accused me of being a racist. Isn't that discrimination?"

The boss was baffled. A moment later, he finally declared angrily, "The things you bought today are worth 237 dollars in total. I'm charging you 240 dollars. Give me the money!"

Luke was speechless. "…You're good!"

He counted out 240 dollars and slapped it down on the counter before leaving with the parts that he had bought.

The boss put the money away angrily and wiped his glasses. "Twin brother? I'm the only boy in my family. Do I look like my sisters?"

Well, his sisters were both obese and weighed more than two hundred pounds each. He didn't intend to turn into them at all.

Luke didn't pay the black boss much mind after he left the store. It had just been a casual question.

He sniffed at the garage again when he returned to his apartment, but Bell's cab still wasn't there.

Luke thought for a moment, then called her. "Hey, Bell, where's your baby?… Your sweetheart complained this morning that you don't like him anymore… You want him to go to hell? I'll pass that on to Jessi later… I don't need to? Okay… Bell, there may be some people that I need to chase down in a day or two, so exactly where is your car? Hm, at the Transportation Bureau in Queens?… I'll make inquiries for you. By the way, your sweetheart looked like sh*t when I saw him this morning."

Luke hung up the phone and shook his head.

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Chapter 126 Favor and God of Misfortune

Bell had to be in some kind of trouble.

She was a great driver, and the license plates on her cab could be switched out. She didn't race all the time, either. How could the police have caught her?

Luke remembered the unlucky officer who had been with her, and felt that he had his answer.

Putting the thought out of his mind, he returned to his apartment and began to craft equipment.

He finally completed a few pieces in the evening.

One of them was very small. It was a backup device that he intended to install on the A8 that had the money.

If he succeeded, it would be practically impossible for the A8 to run away.

The other two devices were a little like landmines, except that the damage would be centered on the vehicle and not the people inside.

What Luke was really worried about was the women's racing skills.

Based on the files that Elsa had obtained, at least one of the women, presumably the lady driver he had seen before, was as adept at driving as Bell was.

Luke still vividly remembered her unique, electrifying eyes.

In the end, it was appearance and wealth which mattered most.

Why was Dr. Bruce Banner's life so miserable, and Tony Stark so popular? The only reason was that the doctor was both ugly and poor.

Night had fallen by the time Elsa knocked on Luke's door after work.

She came in, her head aching, and said, "Do you know what Bell did? She was involved in illegal car-racing, ran multiple red lights, and destroyed public property."

Luke asked, "Did she crash into a building?"

Elsa said, "…Not exactly, but she broke a fire hydrant in the middle of the street."

Luke was speechless. "Can we get her car released?"

Elsa said, "It was troublesome, but I did it. Here's the paperwork. She can claim the car at the Transportation Bureau tomorrow." She gave Luke a sheet of paper.

Luke accepted it and asked again, "Anything else?"

Elsa said, "NYPD hasn't given in yet. They're also asking us to share intelligence with them first."

Luke was amused. "Why? Because Berit has a pretty face?"

Though Elsa was more or less on par with him in looks.

NYPD had a good plan, but LAPD wasn't stupid, either.

LAPD had expended a lot for Sergei's case; it was NYPD's turn to do the same for the bank robberies.

Berit hadn't exactly been friendly toward Luke and Elsa so far.

Luke shook his head and said, "I'll take another look at the robbers. It's been a long day. You get some rest."

Elsa followed his advice and returned to her own apartment.

Luke made a call as he went out. "Bell, are you home?… This is Jessi's home, not yours? Okay, I have news on your baby. Don't you miss him?… Hehe. That's the spirit. I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

Bell arrived quickly. However, the person who came with her made Luke's eye twitch.

Shoot! Why was the harbinger of disaster here, too?

Bell laughed and ran to Luke. "Where is he? Where's my baby?"

Luke stared emotionlessly at the guy next to her. "Who's this guy?"

The young man stretched out one hand with a smile. "I'm Watson. You must be Jessi, right?"

His face gloomy, Luke ignored the hand and said, "Bell, can you have him go away first? I don't want anything to happen to us."

The young man was dumbfounded.

Bell smiled. "Watson, go back to your mother's place first. I'm busy right now. Also, he's just a renter; my boyfriend Jessi is black. Is that clear?"

Watson left with the same hapless look on his face.

Luke didn't know what to say as he watched Watson walk away.

Finally, he gave the sheet of paper to Bell. "Take this and go claim your car at the Transportation Bureau. By the way, I may need your car in a day or two."

Bell was amazed when she looked at the paper. "Not a problem. I'll go get it immediately."

Luke said blankly, "They would have gotten off work by now, right?"

Bell grinned. "Alright, stop pretending. This isn't a regular document at all. Look at the signature – 'Major Crimes Division'! Anyone with this sort of certification will be able to get their car whenever they want. Haha, I didn't expect to see something like this in real life. I heard that this is a privilege only informants have. Wait, you don't want me to be an informant, do you?"

There was hesitation on her plump face.

Luke rolled his eyes. "Forget it. By the way, if you work for the guy who just left, your car may burn to ashes next time."

Bell was stunned. "How did you know?"

Luke chuckled. "The first time I met Watson, he tried to commandeer my bike, only to cause a car pile up. You better stop hanging around someone like him. Has it never occurred to you that you're particularly unlucky whenever you're with him?"

Bell thought for a moment, and was creeped out.

She realized that it was true that she had been unlucky ever since she met the guy. She lost her car, had a fight with her boyfriend, and had almost been killed by a bunch of robbers.

Luke said, "You better get your car back as soon as possible and make sure it's good to go. I need you to help me catch some tough criminals who're good at driving."

Bell was stunned. "Tough criminals who're good at driving?"

Luke chuckled. "You didn't catch the news? The criminals who robbed two banks in Manhattan had a BMW 760Li."

Bell exclaimed, "You're after those women,

too?"

Luke was puzzled. "Huh?"

The news hadn't mentioned that the robbers were women.

How did Bell know that the robbers were female? Oh, right, they had held her at gunpoint yesterday.

Bell smiled bitterly. "I was caught by the police while I was chasing them."

Luke said in amusement, "It's time to get your revenge. Keep your chin up."

Bell nodded and said, "I'll go get my car. I have to get my baby back and fix it up as soon as possible."

They said goodbye and went their separate ways.

Luke rode his bike to the warehouse where the robbers were hiding. He knocked out five gangsters on his way with the iron balls, and earned 65 experience and credit points.

He stopped his bike a hundred meters away from the warehouse and activated his bugs.

There was nothing to be heard. Luke activated the electronic reconnaissance function on his fake phone, before he pressed on.

He found a familiar window, and climbed inside.

He observed the warehouse, only to discover that the A8 which contained the money was covered with a dark plastic tarpaulin and parked in an inconspicuous corner.

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Chapter 127 Shower Show

None of the four women were visible.

Luke wasn't in a hurry to move forward. Instead, he took a deep breath to determine their location.

They were resting in a shack that was situated in one corner of the warehouse.

It was possible to see the warehouse from the shack's window, but the view would be limited.

Luke unhurriedly approached the car in the shadows of the warehouse.

The car wasn't far from the shack, and the women inside would hear him if he made any noise.

Thankfully, they didn't have any advanced weapons. Of course, it wouldn't be a problem for Luke even if they did.

Luke stopped near the shack and took another deep breath to locate the four women.

Two were watching TV, one was playing on her phone, and the last was taking a shower. The shampoo fragrance drifted over almost as if on its own accord.

Luke smiled and approached the car.

Moving the dark plastic tarpaulin slightly, Luke frowned; it rustled as soon as he touched it. No wonder the women hadn't bothered to set up any sort of alarm.

Luke bent down and observed the cae.

He discovered that the plastic tarpaulin didn't really cover the car the whole way, and there was a ten-centimeter gap at the back.

Luke lay down and stealthily stuck a tiny chip inside the exhaust pipe.

He then examined the exhaust pipe with a tiny flashlight and a mirror.

The chip was the same color as the exhaust pipe, and wouldn't be discovered unless it was observed from up close.

Luke nodded in satisfaction and put away the flashlight and the mirror.

After installing another bug on one of the car's back doors, Luke quietly rose, ready to leave.

Suddenly, he heard the noise of the bathroom door opening in the shack, and the sound of a female voice.

Luke was rather anxious.

He was still lying on the ground behind the car.

The window of the shack opened. Smelling the scent, he knew that one of the women had craned her head to look outside.

Thankfully, Luke had wedged himself in the gap under the shack before she opened the window, so she didn't see him.

However, in the next moment, the door of the shack opened, and three women came out.

Luke was rendered speechless.

He was now in a dilemma.

If he went out, the woman who was observing from the window would catch him.

But if he were to stay here, the other three women might detect him when they searched the place.

The three women turned on their flashlights and examined the car.

They circled the car and paid special attention to the bottom. However, the plastic tarpaulin looked the same as before, and they didn't find anything out of place.

The first woman frowned. She was still wet and undressed.

New York at night in November was too cold for her.

Shivering, she looked around with the flashlight and said, "It's nothing. I was probably too nervous."

The other women didn't complain. One couldn't be too careful when they had so much money in the car.

The three women returned to the shack and shut the door.

The volume of the TV was turned up, and they resumed their conversation.

Luke felt quite lucky.

He finally relaxed his hands and feet, and fell on the ground without a sound.

There was a tiny space blocked by planks and tubes below the shack, mainly used for the purpose of fixing the wiring in the shack.

Just now, Luke had been hanging onto a tube in the corner.

The gap was only thirty centimeters wide, and someone would need to be extremely strong and have a keen sense of balance to hide in it.

Also, it was at a blind angle that could escape detection.

When the first woman finally examined the gap, Luke had actually been right next to her.

Although the light was dim, Luke had keen eyes.

Since they were close to each other, he almost saw her completely naked.

The woman who had been taking a shower was none other than the electrifying chick who had left the deepest impression on Luke.

She was wearing nothing but a bath towel that barely covered her back.

What else could Luke do except hold his breath and enjoy the show?

As it so happened, the woman was the most active searcher. She circled the area multiple times, and her unrestrained breasts bounced in front of her. Water also dripped from her wet hair.

Luke could only stay silent and watch.

It truly was like a shampoo commercial!

Luke calmed down and managed to get the exciting picture out of his head, before he slowly slipped away.

After he flung himself out of the window, Luke looked back at the shack and grinned, before he rode his bike away.

He heard sounds from the garage when he returned to the apartment.

Luke knocked on the shutter and asked, "Hey, is that you, Bell?"

Bell replied, "Ah, you're back, Luke. Come on in."

Then, the shutter was rolled up, and Luke entered the garage. He clicked his tongue at the cab that had been taken apart. "What happened to your baby? Was it bombed?"

Bell said in frustration, "No, it suffered a tsunami."

Noticing the disbelief on Luke's face, she sighed. "The car took a dive into the water. A lot of the parts have to be replaced. I don't know if I can get it done before your job."

Luke observed it for a while and nodded. "It truly is a lot of work. How about this? I can help you for an hour now, and I'll help you again tomorrow if I have the time. Let's hope that we can revive your baby by tomorrow night."

Bell asked him suspiciously, "You know how to repair a car?"

Luke shrugged and said, "A little bit. Besides, aren't you a master? Just treat me as your helper."

Bell realized that it made sense, and immediately started to order him around.

Luke had Tony Stark's abilities right now, and engineering was one of them.

However, Tony Stark didn't specialize in cars, which was at most a hobby for him. So, Luke merely followed Bell's instructions without offering much advice.

An hour later, it was two in the morning.

Luke patted his hands together and said, "Bell, it's time to go to bed."

Bell, however, was still screwing on a nut. She said, "I'll work for a while longer. I can't go to sleep anyway."

Luke shook his head. "You can't fix the car overnight. You haven't slept for days, have you? Get some sleep and keep working tomorrow morning."

After that, he went upstairs and went to bed.

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Chapter 128 Deadlock and Ambush

Bell was busy for another half an hour before she finally stopped. After a short break, she washed her hands and returned to the second floor.

Her sweetheart in the room was already snoring. Bell gritted her teeth to keep herself from kicking him off the bed.

The next morning, Luke was woken up by Elsa again.

This time, he didn't answer the door until he was dressed.

He asked Elsa to sit down while he washed his face.

When he was almost done, Elsa asked, "What did you find yesterday?"

Luke shrugged and said, "Nothing new."

Elsa wasn't very disappointed. After all, they were already clear on the robbers' plan.

Luke added, "However, I tampered with their car. I think it's possible to stop the car at the right moment."

Dazed for a moment, Elsa then got excited.

The robbers were important, but the eight million dollars even more so.

If she and Luke could find the money, their operation wouldn't be for nothing, and NYPD would have to tolerate them because of it.

Luke finally asked, "Has the boss reached a deal with NYPD yet?"

Elsa shook her head. "They're not giving in. It's still a deadlock."

Luke chuckled. "That's fine. They probably will when the next bank is robbed."

Elsa said, "Let's hope that NYPD can't afford a fourth robbery."

Luke was rendered speechless by her gloating remark.

They acted exactly the same as before.

Elsa went to the police department as the liaison, while Luke kept an eye on the four women.

Wearing his earpiece, Luke had breakfast at the fast food restaurant near the robbers' warehouse and eavesdropped on them.

From what he was hearing, the robbers wouldn't take action until tomorrow.

At the moment, they were planning the operation in the warehouse.

After an entire morning, the four women finally had lunch and took a break, and so did Luke.

Luke returned to the apartment and greeted Bell, before helping her with car repairs again.

"Can we get it done by tomorrow morning?" asked Luke while he tried to help.

Busy with the work, Bell replied, "Yes, if I work all night."

Luke asked, "How long do you need if I help out?"

Bell said, "In that case, probably by midnight."

Luke said, "Alright, let's make it so." In any case, Bell's car was only a backup, and might not be put to use.

That night, Luke took another tour of the four women's warehouse, only to discover that they had already gone to bed.

Luke wasn't surprised. Those people would start their last operation probably at five in the morning. It was only reasonable that they would sleep early.

Confirming that the four women hadn't run off, Luke returned to his apartment again.

Bell's car was almost ready. To quote her, she never expected Luke to be so useful.

Luke chuckled at that. Tony Stark's abilities were more than useful.

Elsa was back, too. She even observed Luke and Bell as they worked, but she wasn't interested in helping at all.

The best thing the female detective could repair was probably her gun.

Jessi, Bell's sweetheart, dropped by as well. Luke simply buried his head below the engine hood when they kissed and cuddled each other.

At eleven that night, Luke returned to his room to rest.

He asked Elsa again in passing, but NYPD still hadn't given in yet.

Luke reminded her, "They'll perform their last operation tomorrow morning. Are you sure there's still time?"

Elsa said, "Maybe not, but that'll be NYPD's problem, not ours."

Luke was suspicious. "Really?"

Elsa said, "Of course. Remember to get up early tomorrow. We'll ask Bell to drop us off at the Nassau border."

Luke snorted, knowing that his partner was planning to fly solo without NYPD.

If NYPD still wouldn't give in, she could still acquire the A8, where the robbers had stashed their loot, as important leverage in her negotiations with NYPD.

Luke understood her thoughts and nodded. "Alright, I'll go to bed soon."

At half past six the next morning, Luke was woken up by Elsa again.

After he indicated that he would be ready to go in ten minutes, Elsa left to wake up Bell.

Today, Bell was going to take them to the Queens-Nassau border for their possible chase-and-run.

Though slightly tired, Bell soon cleaned herself up and went downstairs.

Today, she was in red sportswear.

Luke remarked, "…Bell, we're going to be chasing robbers today. Are you sure they won't pick you out as their primary target because of your eye-catching clothes?"

Bell said, "Alright, I'll change."

A moment later, she returned in bright yellow sportswear.

Luke opened his mouth, only to come up with nothing.

He remembered that Bell had been in bright green sportswear when they first met, so all her clothes were probably in the same style. She would probably have to stay in the car later.

Luke pointed out the route, and they slowly drove past the four women's warehouse.

With the bugs, Luke heard them making final preparations; they were clearly ready to leave.

He checked the time. It was slightly past eight.

In the next moment, a white BMW 760Li drove out of the garage.

Luke smiled at the four women who looked like men in their suits, hats, masks and sunglasses. "Let's go, Bell. We'll wait for them on the road up north."

Bell said regretfully, "It's a pity that I can't race them again."

Luke was lost for words. "…Don't even think about it unless you want your baby to be impounded again. Elsa might not be able to help you next time – NYPD might even revoke your driver's license because of her."

Bell found that odd. "Why?"

Luke said, "Because we're going to steal their credit today."

Bell was stunned. "Aren't you detectives who transferred here recently? They're so mean to their own people?"

Luke chuckled. "We're officers from LAPD, not NYPD."

Bell said, "…I don't care. I would rather help you than help those who locked up my baby for days. At least you got my baby back and brought him back to life, didn't you?"

Luke grinned. "Of course I did."

Bell asked, "Are we in a hurry?"

"No, Bell, normal speed will be fine. They won't be able to go so fast." Elsa clearly didn't want to suffer another near-death experience.

Bell shrugged regretfully. "Fine, let's go."

Half an hour later, the three of them appeared on the Nassau border.

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Chapter 129 A Third Robbery and the Fish Escaping the Hook

It would be best to settle everything within New York, or Nassau police would become involved if the robbers escaped into their jurisdiction.

Luke felt lucky when he saw how busy the road was.

It was a good thing he had tampered with the robbers' car, or they could very easily cause a car pile up in a traffic jam like this when they chased the women later.

He wasn't Watson, and he didn't plan on causing any disasters.

Bell was so bored in the car that she turned on the radio and listened to a rather funky rap.

Elsa said helplessly, "Bell, can you switch to the local news? We might hear something about the womens' next job."

Bell thought that made sense. She certainly couldn't miss out on any news related to the foe who had made her lose her car.

Luke, however, grinned.

Elsa didn't need radio updates at all; Luke had been eavesdropping on the robbers, and everything was under control.

Elsa just didn't want to listen to the funky rap.

Luke was still focused on his earpiece.

At a quarter to ten, an hour after the banks opened, there was breaking news on the radio. "Another bank has been robbed in Queens. The four robbers are now playing hide-and-seek with the police in their BMW 760Li. Yes, dear audience, you heard that right. The ballsy robbers are at it again. Estimates are that they've looted more than ten million in their three robberies over the past week. What a bunch of greedy criminals…"

The announcer didn't seem very angry. If anything, he seemed to be gloating.

This was mostly because losing several million was nothing for the banks, and the bank accounts of ordinary people weren't affected.

More importantly, the robbers had only knocked out two disobedient security guards and wrecked the bank interiors, and hadn't injured any civilians.

They were purely after the money, and weren't interested in civilians, as long as the latter didn't get in their way.

Luke asked Elsa, "There's no updates from the boss?"

Elsa seemed rather uneasy.

Whether they were going to have meat or soup would depend on NYPD's response.

She checked her phone; the signal was fine, but there were no calls.

Taking a deep breath, she shook her head. "Let's just wait."

She noticed that Luke was playing with a baseball. "You're still training your fingers."

Luke said with a smile, "Yes, I have to exercise all the time."

Then, it was another half-an-hour wait.

Luke suddenly said, "They're almost here, Elsa."

Anxious, Elsa called Dustin. "Boss, is it still not settled? Our fish are about to escape the hook."

Dustin said helplessly, "We're still negotiating. I'll inform you as soon as we have results. Remember not to use your guns until you receive my go ahead. Is that clear?"

Elsa said, "Got it."

Luke shrugged after she hung up the phone. "Let's just wait. Someone is bound to be more anxious than we are."

Suddenly, he heard gunshots through his earpiece. Luke frowned. "Elsa, do you hear anything, like gunshots?"

Elsa opened the window and listened carefully. "Yes, it's headed this way. Could it be…"

Luke thought quickly as he listened to his earpiece. "Bell, drive back. Don't go too fast."

Bell nodded and slowly turned the car around.

Four hundred meters back the way they came, they saw that the road was blocked.

A big truck was parked horizontally across the entire road.

Bell was surprised. "What the hell?"

Then, intense gunfire burst out, and she hurriedly hit the brake.

Luke frowned and took a deep breath. He left the car and said, "Bell, stay back. I'll let you know if we need your car."

Elsa followed him and asked, "What's going on?!

After they were some distance away, Luke said to Elsa in a low voice, "It's Sergei. His men have stopped the four robbers."

Dazed for a moment, Elsa got anxious. "How many of them are there?"

Luke said, "We're talking about a job that's worth more than ten million. How many people do you think Sergei would send?"

Elsa said, "…Probably most of his subordinates. Thirty of them?"

Luke nodded. "At the very least, I would think. So, here's the question: What are we going to do? The robbers are going to be killed."

For the sake of an easy retreat, the robbers were carrying nothing but pistols; they had abandoned the rifles which they had robbed the banks with.

Now, they were caught in an awkward situation.

The thirty armed gangsters were shooting at them so fiercely that they didn't dare remain in the car any longer.

Naturally, it was also because they were worried that the money stashed in the doors of the car would be revealed if the car was damaged.

So, the robbers could only retreat, fighting back as they did so.

However, Sergei had blocked the road with big trucks on both ends to prevent them from fleeing, trapping other cars along with them.

The cars were their best cover, but it was impossible for the women to escape through the cars, either.

At the same time, they were probably also hesitating because of the money in their car.

Sergei had too many men.

The thirty armed bandits couldn't care less. They simply chased down the women, and were about to surround them.

The robbers weren't as strong as men, after all. They were even wearing high heels. It was impossible for them to run fast.

Seeing that Elsa was still hesitating, Luke said, "I'll go there and distract them."

Elsa was shocked. "Are you crazy? That's thirty criminals with guns! Also, we're not authorized to use ours. You'll be in big trouble if you shoot!"

Luke chuckled. "I didn't say that I would distract them with gunfire. Relax, I'm not stupid. But remember to tell me if you get authorization."

As he spoke, he quickly stepped off the road and approached the battlefield from one side while he put on a pair of thin gloves.

When he passed the truck, he quickly climbed up and looked through the window, and just happened to catch the driver's eye.

Luke said with a smile, "Hi, do you need any help?"

The driver immediately raised the gun in his hand.

Luke threw the baseball that he had been playing with through the open window, and it hit the driver's head with a dull sound.

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