Dustin added, "Besides, there is a precedent of monsters causing trouble this time. If Brad really becomes the commissioner, he will definitely take precautions against this problem in advance."
Luke was stunned: "Prevention?"
Could it be that this Commissioner has the power to fight against supernatural beings? This is not something that ordinary bigwigs can afford.
"First, we must repeatedly emphasize this tragic situation. Sooner or later, we will come to the conclusion that 'it's not that the NYPD is incompetent, but that the opponent is too strong.' If something like this happens in the future, do you think Brad will take the blame alone? What if the next commissioner takes over and steps down?" Dustin laughed.
After a pause, he continued, "The term of office of the commissioner is five years. If this position is replaced twice in five years, then nothing will become something serious. Brad just needs to instill this concept in New Yorkers, and then his responsibility will not be too great."
Luke could only nod to show that he understood.
Because Dustin knew that Luke had no interest in these things, he just expressed the matter in the simplest words.
The actual situation must be countless times more complicated than what he said, so just tell Luke the most critical points so that he can understand them.
This kind of explanation method, which is like teaching an elementary school student, also applies to Luke.
It's because Luke doesn't care about this kind of thing. If he doesn't speak frankly, this guy might just say "oh" and let it go.
Fortunately, this guy is also very reliable. As long as I tell him once, I don’t have to worry about him doing something wrong in the future.
Others, like Detective John, are younger than Dustin and have less than one-fifth as much hair as Dustin, but he just won't listen and has offended many people.
Fortunately, John's own connections are strong enough, so if other people want to deal with him, Dustin doesn't have to bear all the pressure.
As long as it drags on, a big shot who has received favors from John will naturally come out to act as a peacemaker.
However, Dustin still prefers subordinates like Luke and Selina.
They are capable of fighting and solving cases without being greedy for credit or doing anything reckless, which makes the "herding treatment" I give them worthwhile.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two went home early.
There are a lot of small cases in New York City now, but they are not interested in dealing with them.
We were busy in the past few days to avoid causing a chain reaction. Now that there is no riot, we can leave these small matters to the patrol police.
However, the mood of the patrol officers is somewhat unstable. In the past two years, demanding a pay raise has become a general consensus among the patrol officers.
The Commissioner's current position is shaky, and it's not just the fault of the super villain and Luke. The biggest contradiction is the salary increase.
Faced with demands for pay raises from frontline groups such as patrol officers and detectives, the commissioner delayed and refused to formally negotiate with the mayor.
The lower-level police officers have already reached a consensus that the commissioner just wants to come and lick the mayor's buttocks.
Even the mayor didn't refuse the offer, but he was the first to give in.
Of course, few people like a boss who cannot get benefits for his subordinates. At least among the patrolmen and detectives, the Commissioner's reputation is absolutely bad.
The conflicts over salary increases and the recent frequent major cases have increased the number of low-level police officers leaving their jobs and also affected the number of people willing to join the police profession.
The NYPD has now reduced its annual salary for new police officers to $23,000, and the starting salary for full-time police officers is only around $35,000.
In New York, the "center of the world", this salary is definitely "really poor".
For this reason, the NYPD has lowered the minimum age for applying for police officers to 17.5 years old, and only requires a high school diploma.
Even so, the number of police officers continues to decrease, but the number of cases and disputes that need to be handled is increasing.
Under all these circumstances, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the commissioner’s resignation is inevitable, it’s just a matter of how long he can hold on.
According to Luke's analysis, if we hold on until the mayoral change at the end of this year, the commissioner will be a qualified scapegoat regardless of whether a new mayor takes office.
Of course, the Commissioner is not stupid. A fool cannot sit in that position.
All I can say is that sitting in that position for a day has enough benefits.
The Commissioner may not have known that the pay raise would put him in a passive position, but rather than confronting the mayor head-on and getting fired on the spot, he would rather stay in the position longer.
Now, you can reap the benefits as long as you sit in the position, and you won’t suffer any loss anyway.
Those who really think American politicians are fools are the real fools.
The conflict over salary increase is not a bad thing for Luke and his friend.
When the efficiency of low-level police officers in handling cases is reaching new lows, the heads of small departments like Dustin would never want to be left with no one to use.
If low-level police officers remain in a slump for too long, their ability to perform their duties will inevitably decline.
Once the incident is over and these people go back to work, their efficiency will definitely drop significantly.
So, even though the lower-level police officers are currently slacking off seriously, most people in the Detective Bureau are still working as usual.
Once the new director takes office and solves the salary increase issue, then if you want to get a promotion and a raise, it will depend on your work performance with the same qualifications.
Those who slack off will naturally fall behind, while those who keep a calm mind will be one step ahead.
Luke and the other man had no intention of getting promoted, but their efficiency in handling cases was so high that they wanted to perform poorly, but their strength did not allow it.
In order not to stand out, the two of them had to increase their working time and leave work at two or three o'clock in the afternoon every day.
They didn't dare tell Elsa and Elizabeth about this, otherwise the two women would come and act drunk again.
Of course, that’s all.
These two women are the kind of "prepared people". Elsa will definitely be promoted within a year or two, and Elizabeth will at least secure her position. It won't be difficult for her to move from a small group leader in the intelligence department to a big team leader.
Since they are enjoying themselves, Luke and his wife can only try not to use their "leisure" to erode their ambitions for work.
By May, New York City finally had a little more sun.
The main thing is that it rains less frequently. On average, it rains once every three days, which is already pretty good.
Today happened to be a rare sunny day, and Selena had decided to go to the rooftop of her home to sunbathe.
She went in through the back garage door and disappeared with the gold nuggets.
Luke also planned to go upstairs to wash up before going to the workshop.
Just as I arrived at the living room on the second floor, I heard Xiao Wo reminding me that there were two people knocking at the front door.
He could only come down from the second-floor living room, walk to the front door, open the door, and sweep his eyes across the waists of the man and woman, where they were wearing police badge wallets.
The man was in his early thirties, with short flaxen hair parted in the middle, a high nose, deep eyes, and a broad, handsome face.
The woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six, with side-parted black medium-length hair and small curls, and had facial features that were considered pretty for the African American community.
Luke gave a standard smile: "Who are you?"
The young African American woman leaned to the side and gestured with the police badge on her waist: "NYPD, we want to know something from you."
Luke still smiled: "That's no problem. Um, what should I call you two?"
Young African American woman: "Just call me Misty."
The middle-aged white man who was a step behind also smiled. It wasn’t very friendly, but it wasn’t formal. It was very normal. “My name is George.”