Luke didn't bother to check who was involved in the three-way brawl in the park.
The information on this case in the police station has been tampered with a lot. Not only is the amount small, but the details are also vague.
Luke stroked his chin. "Your enemies are first of all the Mexican cartel, the Irish gang, and the Hellhounds. Then the seller who brought the three together in the park to trade should also be counted. Finally, the police..."
He wasn't so sure about that.
The police action that affected Frank's wife and children was definitely a serious mistake.
But it would be an exaggeration to conclude that the police are Frank's enemies.
The police certainly don't want to affect civilians. Not only will the credit be lost, but it will also cause a lot of trouble.
Under normal circumstances, the planner would not order his subordinates to act recklessly without regard for the lives of civilians. If they were caught, they might even lose their jobs.
The key is that the person who planned this action must be of a high status, such as Dustin, or the director of the branch must approve its execution.
The serious crime squad of an ordinary police station is not qualified to be responsible for such a large-scale operation.
With his mind racing, he handed over a cell phone: "This contains our way of contacting each other. Write it down and delete it. The phone must also be destroyed."
Frank took the phone silently without saying a word.
Luke hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "I just wanted to find you before, so I didn't investigate the case in depth. You take a break for two days. I'll go see who was in charge of the case at the police station. This person must know more information, which may be useful."
Frank continued to listen without saying anything.
Luke didn't care: "If you go out, it's best to cover up your features. If someone sees your face in the hospital, you may be targeted by the police."
Frank remained silent.
Luke said no more and asked, "Where should I send you?"
Frank: "Intersection ahead."
This is of course just said casually.
Luke had no intention of going to Frank's residence, as he might not completely trust him.
When Frank got out of the car, Luke drove away, feeling greatly relieved.
As long as Frank is found and he doesn't intend to run away and disappear, there won't be any problem.
In fact, if he didn't want to repay Robert's favor, he could ignore Frank now.
As long as Frank is alive, he is a guy who is more terrifying than Robert.
It's really not difficult for such people to take revenge.
What Luke can do to help is to prevent things from becoming public and not leave a pile of corpses undealt with every time.
What does it matter if dozens of gang members die? As long as they die quietly and no one sees them, they are just missing.
This has no impact on social order, and NYPD has no time to investigate further.
Once the revenge is taken, Frank can go wherever he wants, and Luke can provide him with a sum of cash so that he can live comfortably for the rest of his life.
Of course, Frank doesn't necessarily need this.
The guns and ammunition he used would cost at least $100,000.
Frank didn't have a job and his credit card account hadn't been used for a long time, so it was obvious where the money came from.
After returning home, Selena finished washing up and was watching TV in the living room.
Seeing him coming back, she looked at him twice more: "Did you find Frank?"
Luke grinned, revealing a bright smile: "Found it, this guy is fine."
Selina also laughed: "Then you can rest assured."
Robert had never asked Luke for help before, so it was unlucky that something went wrong the first time.
Luke went to wash up, came back and sat down, then he recounted what had happened.
Selina took the tablet and said, "I did some research before, but the information was insufficient and I couldn't be sure just by guessing. Now it's of some use."
Luke hummed, "Tell me about it."
Selina casually tapped the tablet to project the contents. "Although someone erased many details of the case, the detectives who handled the case still mentioned it. They belong to the Anti-Black Division (Organized Crime Control Division) of the headquarters. But the Narcotics Division is not qualified to carry out such a large operation, nor does it have the ability to modify so many files."
Luke nodded slightly.
The anti-drug team is quite powerful, but they are not qualified and do not have enough manpower to plan an operation on their own to capture nearly a hundred gang members from three parties at the same time.
Selina: "Based on the situation in the past few days, I found a suspicious person, Samantha Reyes. When this case happened more than a year ago, she was still the NYPD's Bureau Chief (three stars), and the Anti-Black Division was under her jurisdiction. Not long after this case, she was transferred to the District Attorney's Office as Chief District Attorney."
Luke raised an eyebrow: "Is it her?"
Selina: "Given the reputation of this Chief District Attorney, it would be impossible for others to bypass her and let the Anti-Black Department do the work, so she must be an insider."
Luke stroked his chin. “The chief prosecutor was also very concerned about the case of Grote, the survivor of the Irish gang. A few hours after receiving the news, she rushed over to take over the case personally.”
Selina: "That's a lot of coincidences. We can check her out."
Luke hummed, "Go and rest first, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Regarding the information search, you can let Xiaowo do it first.
Anyway, now that Frank has been found, things aren't that urgent anymore.
…
The next day, January 10th.
Jessica woke up from a deep sleep and stretched herself. She felt lazy and comfortable all over.
She stumbled to the bathroom and was sitting on the toilet when she suddenly opened her eyes and cried out, "Wait, last night... Kilgrave, died?"
When she heard the name, she was stunned for a moment and scratched her head in surprise: "What's going on?"
In the past, she would get nervous whenever she thought of this person, but now she found herself seeming too calm, as if those memories had faded and blurred, as if they belonged to another person.
Although she still hated it from the bottom of her heart, it felt like she was watching a TV drama.
She sat there blankly for a long time before she regained her consciousness.
Although the memories no longer made her feel extremely uncomfortable, she vaguely felt that it would be better not to think too much about these things.
She took a nice bath, came out feeling refreshed, sat down on the sofa, and felt a little hungry.
There wouldn’t be anything to eat in the refrigerator. She glanced around casually, but saw… two bags of snacks and that lollipop on the coffee table in front of her
She picked it up, looked at the Chinese on it, and the scene of last night on the fire escape emerged in her mind.
These seemed to be two bags of snacks given by someone last night. She unconsciously picked up the opened squid strips and stuffed them into her mouth.
Well, it still has that neither-good-nor-bad taste.
She finished the bag of squid shreds in a few bites and threw the packaging bag away. She opened another bag of snacks, picked up a squid and put it in her mouth.
After chewing a few bites, she couldn't help but exhale: "What the hell is this! Why is it so spicy? Is it the vodka in the French fries?!"