In the following time, Luke and his companion basically used this routine to sweep through the group, scaring away many chat groups.
In one word—bluff!
It’s impossible to catch them. I’m too lazy to catch these naughty kids in my lifetime.
But we cannot just ignore these people, otherwise there will be multiple fights and even shootings, which may spread to the whole area and cause a chain reaction of riots.
Soon it was ten o'clock, and Luke and the other man completed their task of "voluntary overtime for two hours" tonight.
Selina has already reported to the main station and completed her shift. Taking over from them to patrol this block are two colleagues from the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau, Richie and Kajit.
The two colleagues were much closer than patrol officers.
At least the Detective Bureau and the Organized Crime Bureau should actually be considered "departments" because both are subordinate to the NYPD Headquarters Investigation Bureau and spend a lot of time working together on cases.
Selina also took the opportunity to report the patrol situation to the two colleagues so that they could prepare for tonight's work.
The other party was also very polite, or rather... rather flattering
At the headquarters, Selina left a much deeper impression than Luke, because there were only so many outstanding female detectives at the headquarters!
Selena's face, figure and temperament are a trinity that can be described using the old-fashioned online writing style as one of the "Four Greats" or even the "Two Kings".
The number of flowers, cards, indirect gifts, and invitations to dinner and entertainment that Selena received was completely in line with this level.
In comparison, although Luke is handsome, few people pay attention to him in the NYPD's mostly male field team.
Most of the female police officers who paid attention to him were older and rarely had the chance to come into contact with him. Even fewer of them were bold enough to pursue him relentlessly, which kept him keeping a low profile.
Selina hung up the phone: "Calling for the day?"
Luke: "OK. Do you want to have a midnight snack when you get home?"
Selina frowned and thought hard for a moment, then nodded: "You'd better eat something, otherwise tonight's ride will not be perfect."
Luke chuckled: "Actually, snacks are sweeter and don't have meat."
Selena: "Of course, I'm not a gold nugget. If I only eat super sweet food, I'll become an idiot."
A stupid dog head: (⊙o⊙)
The two chatted as the car turned around and headed south towards Stark Tower.
After driving for a few minutes, Luke saw a car with built-in police lights parked on the side of the road. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Khajit and the others have started working."
Selina glanced at them, showing no interest: "Now that they are here, we can go home quickly."
Luke hummed, stepped on the accelerator, and drove through the lane opposite the police car.
The two cars crossed each other and soon moved more than fifty meters away from each other.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, followed by the sound of glass and debris shattering.
Luke looked in the rearview mirror, and Selina turned her head to look at the same time.
Behind him, near the police car of his colleague Kajit, a huge figure fell to the ground with a bang, causing a large crack in the ground.
Khajiit and Richie reacted quickly. One second after the figure landed on the ground, the two men rolled into their own police car alertly, pulled out their guns, and stuck their heads out to check the situation.
There were not many vehicles on the street at the moment. Luke quickly turned the steering wheel and completed the turn with a tailspin.
Selina also turned her head. On the rapidly rotating car, her hands were as steady as ever. She quickly activated various monitoring devices and said, "That thing doesn't look human."
Luke listened to the results reported by the monitoring equipment and looked at the huge humanoid monster: "A human's stomach is not this big, and the mouth is not this virtuous."
Selina grabbed the intercom: "Don't fire, don't fire."
She wanted to remind Khajiit and the other man to slow down so that she and Luke could get closer to provide support.
The warning sounded from the external speakers and echoed in the street, but it was too late.
The two veterans, Richie and Khajiit, reacted a little too quickly.
Faced with the humanoid monster that broke out of the window on the fifth floor next to them with a box in his hand, the two men avoided observation and quickly pulled out their guns to warn him.
In less than five seconds, the two of them had completed the process.
The two-meter-tall humanoid monster grinned at them and roared, "Get lost."
Looking at that inhuman ugly face, the huge mouth that was split to the back of the head, and the disgusting black teeth inside, the two of them subconsciously pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of gunfire rang out like popping beans.
The two veterans took the most routine action in police regulations and emptied the magazine in one breath.
Changes in the guns carried by American police in recent years have had a great impact on shooting regulations.
Initially, police in many places were equipped with overpowered military firearms or high-powered revolvers, so a single shot or two consecutive shots were enough to "stop" the criminals.
Then in actual application, the police found that they did not need such a powerful pistol.
Glock, a "magic weapon" that is very suitable for daily use by police in all aspects, was very popular among the younger generation of police at the time, and has now become the mainstream police gun in the United States.
At this time, everyone found that the two-hit combo was a bit unreliable.
There are many police officers who have a 0% hit rate when firing two shots within five meters, and Glock has plenty of bullets, so the three-shot rule naturally came into being.
But this still cannot solve the problem that after many police officers fired three shots in a row, a large number of suspects were still alive and kicking and pulling out guns to fight back.
The US police simply adopted the "knock down until the suspect is knocked down" shooting rule, which stipulates that police officers must maintain continuous output when shooting until the suspect is knocked down and it is confirmed that the suspect has no ability to fight back.
Since then, it has become common to see news reports of police officers firing more than ten shots a second to create a new generation of "hornet's nests".
And in these cases, no lawyer would waste energy attacking the question of whether so many shots were necessary.
Because this is the consensus of police forces everywhere, and it is to reduce the concerns of police officers when shooting.
From this point of view, there is absolutely no problem with Richie and Khajiit's shooting.
The problem is that they are not facing "suspects" in the ordinary sense.
After more than thirty bullets were fired, the big-mouthed monster seven or eight meters away howled, and more than ten bullet holes appeared on its body.
In emergency situations, the two veteran detectives have a shooting accuracy of nearly 50%, which is already an elite level.
But as the two men watched, wisps of gray-black smoke emerged from the bullet holes on the big-mouthed monster's body, its screams were filled with pain, and its huge body rushed towards the two men.
"Falco!"
"Shette!"
The two of them cursed almost at the same time, and hid behind the supporting vehicles at the same time, trying to use the supporting vehicles to separate themselves from each other.
At this time, a series of gunshots rang out not far behind them.
Bang bang bang bang!
Luke drove with one hand and raised the M500 with the other, pulling the trigger without hesitation.
Flames spurted out from the long muzzle, and the five bullets were fired at the big-mouthed monster in three batches with obviously different time intervals between them.