Elsa looked at the two people who sat down again and leisurely looked at their phones and files, and she already understood what Luke was up to.
That's what making a play is all about.
Didn't someone ask the West District Police Department to use the Pajama Girl case to find fault with the Esworth family? Luke immediately arrested the third-generation grandson of the Esworth family, Young Master Dylan.
After Luke came back, he did not interrogate this guy. He was undoubtedly waiting for someone from the Esworth family to come and get this idiot young master out.
He had no intention of putting this young master in jail from the beginning.
As for why he chose this time, it was definitely not because Young Master Dylan had a foul mouth just now! Luke had never been such a stingy person.
He looked at his phone and said casually, "Boss, we'll just wait here, you go and do your thing."
Elsa hesitated for a moment, but still stood up: "Remember, don't look over your shoulder. This is enough for us now."
Luke: “Understood.”
After Elsa left, she returned to the office and sat down to think for a moment, then called Elizabeth over: "Has the bureau received any invitations to activities from friendly schools recently?"
Elizabeth nodded. "Yes, quite a lot."
Elsa: "Are there any activities that are five to ten days long and within an hour's drive from downtown Los Angeles? List the appropriate options for me."
Elizabeth nodded and turned to go out to look up information.
Elsa's eyes flickered, but she finally made up her mind: "We can't let this guy continue to muddy the waters. The Esworth family is not so reasonable."
She knew that Luke would act with restraint and discretion, but Dylan of the Esworth family and Dylan's uncle Wolf were never low-key people.
On the other side, Young Master Dylan stayed alone in the interrogation room for half an hour, and he regretted it: He should have had two policemen by his side.
He couldn't do anything here by himself. There was nothing in his eyes except the dull, shabby and stereotyped room.
But his hands were still handcuffed to the table, and he couldn't even move to a more comfortable position.
Fortunately, the Esworth family was as powerful as the rumors said. Soon Luke received a call from Sonya: "Luke, Wolf-Esworth is here. Be careful, the lawyer they brought with them is not easy to deal with."
Luke gestured to Selina and asked, "Oh, which lawyer is it?"
Sonya: "Alan Shaw. He's not a big lawyer. He's a man who will do anything to achieve his goals, but he's also a man with no major faults. He's very difficult to deal with."
Luke hummed, "Got it."
Sonya hesitated, but added, "He's a lawyer at Jan-Flett-Beroti."
Luke: “What’s the problem?”
Sonya: "This is the Esworth family's law firm."
Luke understood: "Thank you, Sonya."
Since they are a royal law firm, their methods in dealing with the Esworth family’s affairs must not be so clean.
He must be careful in his actions so as not to be caught by the lawyer.
When the two men walked out of the observation room, they saw four people walking towards them from the other side of the corridor.
The current one is a middle-aged white man who looks a bit like Tony Stark.
It’s not that the two of them have similar auras, but that their playboy behavior is too obvious.
It is obvious that this person cannot be as talented as Tony, otherwise he would have been as successful and famous as Tony and become famous all over the United States.
Therefore, this is not some hidden savior, but the real playboy Wolf Ailsworth.
Half a step behind was a slightly plump young white lawyer, no more than thirty years old, with a baby-like face. Following him were two security guards in black.
Luke just glanced at them, then opened the door and entered the interrogation room.
Dylan, who was so bored that he wanted to bang his head against the wall, finally raised his head from the table: "What do you want to do? I'm going to complain about you..."
Luke didn't even bother to look at him.
This guy is just a prop for acting. It's useless once you shake it around in your hand.
The so-called third-generation direct grandson is nothing if he is not capable.
Dylan continued to chatter there, and then the door of the interrogation room opened and Wolf and his group walked in.
"The interrogation is over, Detective." The young lawyer Allen looked at Luke and the other man and said.
Luke shrugged and gestured to Young Master Dylan.
Dylan seemed to be more conscious. "Take me away from here quickly. These two guys brought me here and left me alone in this damn, small, broken, and smelly room."
Allen: “…”
After a moment of silence, he just changed his angle: "As far as I know, you broke into Dylan's home without an arrest warrant..."
Luke raised his hand again to stop him and looked at Dylan.
Dylan lowered his head in embarrassment: "…We are having a party at the beach."
Lawyer Allen looked puzzled. Wolf, who was standing beside him, seemed to understand. He leaned close to the lawyer's ear awkwardly and said a few words.
Alan had a conflicted look on his face, as if he wanted to hit someone: Damn it, you guys in Esworth are so rich, you’ve built a beachfront villa, can’t you buy the beach too!
Luke laughed inwardly. It was obvious that the lawyer was called in in a hurry and had not verified the details of the matter. He met a teammate who was a traitor and caused this embarrassing little mistake.
Wolf-Aisworth spoke up: "Excuse me, Detective, my lawyer was a little impatient just now. In my opinion, Dylan's behavior was inappropriate, and there is no need for us to pursue who is responsible. However, considering the specific circumstances, this is our family matter..."
At this time, the half-open door of the interrogation room was pushed open again and Dustin walked in.
As soon as he came in, he smiled and held out his hand: "Mr. Elsworth, I'm very sorry to have to make you come all this way."
Luke just stood there and watched the two of them being polite to each other without saying a word.
After a moment, the two finished their pleasantries and said a few more words. Wolfe extended his hand again and shook hands with Dustin. "Thank you very much for your cooperation, Captain."
Dustin's expression changed, but he maintained his smile: "Okay, we'll go out and handle the formalities later, and Mr. Dylan can leave now."
The news of his promotion to police inspector was only a rumor among the upper echelons of the police station, and the meaning behind Wolf's calling out of him at this time was intriguing.
Perhaps, Wolfe wanted to make it clear that if Dustin didn't know what was good for him, his promotion to police commissioner would be in jeopardy
Over there, Dylan was overjoyed. After Luke untied his handcuffs, he smiled and said, "Well? Aren't you going to let me go now?"
Luke hummed, "So when I arrested you this morning, I turned on the law enforcement camera. Are you happy?"
Everyone present was stunned.
Dylan didn't understand for a moment: "So what?"
Luke chuckled, "Not so good. When you came in, you were also collected evidence by the forensic department, right? I sent a copy to the forensic center in Las Vegas for expedited delivery."
Everyone: …