There was nothing wrong with Dustin's arrangement.
Everyone is standing here doing nothing.
They are detectives who speak with guns, not doctors who save lives with scalpels. They can only waste their time here.
Dustin quickened his pace and stopped Luke and the other man who were about to get in the car in the parking lot: "This is very troublesome. You...be careful and don't overdo it."
He knew Luke's temper very well.
He seems to be slow and methodical at ordinary times, but he will never hold back when faced with an emergency.
He was not worried about those who dared to target Walter. He was afraid that Luke would become too popular and be targeted by Kingpin's forces.
Walter was seriously injured, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't want Luke to be given a protective leave again.
Luke laughed, "I know my limits, Boss."
As he said this, he closed the door and got in the car. The car did a tailspin and rushed out, catching up with Ricky who had already driven out of the parking lot.
Dustin smiled bitterly: Given your status in Los Angeles, how can I be at ease
Soon, two cars with police lights and sirens on arrived in Brooklyn.
This is just east of the Brooklyn Bridge, and Walter's home is here, no more than twenty minutes away from the headquarters.
At this moment, several patrol police cars have been parked here and yellow cordoned off.
The three men flashed their police badges and walked to the gate.
There are forensic personnel working in the house.
Luke ignored them and just held Ricky: "Rich, calm down. Everything has to be done legally and reasonably, right?"
Ricky was stunned: "You..."
Luke smiled, but his usually gentle smile was a little cold at this moment: “We will be the first to find the murderer, and we will definitely give Walter an explanation.”
Ricky nodded blankly.
Luke patted his shoulder and gestured to the mother and daughter sitting in an open-door SUV outside the house: "That's Walter's wife and daughter, right? You should be most familiar with them, go and comfort them, and ask about the circumstances of the incident."
With that, he and Selina entered the house.
After a moment, Luke confirmed that the attacker, who he had previously speculated to be a sure thing, was not Daredevil, the genuine Black Mask.
In fact, there were two attackers.
But what Walter's wife saw was only the guy wearing a black hood.
Judging from the scene inside the house, Walter did not fight with the other party. He was set up.
Unless Walter's wife was in the hallway at the time, it would be unlikely for her to witness the attack from the living room and kitchen.
But if she was in the hallway, the other party could have sent her to the hospital as well. After all, she was just an ordinary middle-aged woman.
This also reveals a deliberate taste.
The families of police officers are perfect tools for exerting pressure on the police station.
The attack on Walter must be concluded within a few days and the murderer must be found.
Otherwise, the people in the detective bureau at headquarters and even more front-line police officers will become dissatisfied with Dustin and the headquarters.
The person who set up the trap definitely didn't do it on impulse.
This package doesn't give Dustin and NYPD much time to figure it out.
Fortunately, Luke didn't need too much time.
After quickly searching the house with his keen sense of smell, he called Selena out, and the two of them called Elsa at the car dealership.
Then he went over to greet Walter's family and learned about the circumstances of the crime from Richie.
Twenty minutes later, Elsa called back.
Luke immediately called Ricky over, and the three of them set off again in two cars.
Ricky couldn't help but communicate with Luke through the intercom system: "Where are we going?"
Luke: "Arrest the suspect. When you see someone later, you must control your emotions and don't pull out your gun and shoot them to death. It will be difficult to write a report."
Ricky: “What?”
This time, the two cars did not turn on the police lights and sirens. They drove for seven or eight minutes like ordinary vehicles and stopped in front of an old apartment building.
Luke got out of the car, signaled to Selina, and walked into the apartment building.
Ricky also got out of the car and looked at Selina who was walking over: "What is he doing?"
Selina: "Catch him, but the process might be a bit intense, we just need to wait here."
Ricky: “Huh?”
A moment later, there was a bang from the third floor. It was not a gunshot, but the sound of a door being slammed open.
Then there were a few loud roars and then a scream.
The intercom in the car rang: "Selina, ask Ricky to call the forensics department to come and inspect their room."
Ricky: “Huh?”
Luke sneered, "Don't worry. As soon as I showed my badge, they started pulling out their guns. They can't escape the charge of assaulting a police officer."
The two went up to the third floor, and Selina immediately stepped forward and took the handcuffs from Luke.
Luke also handcuffed another person, and the two completed the action at almost the same time.
He threw the unconscious gangster away, walked up to Ricky, and whispered, "There is a set of black clothes in their room, including a black hood, with blood stains that have not yet dried on it."
Ricky's face darkened: "Is that them?"
Luke: "Don't worry. Call the forensic department first, and you personally watch them work overtime to produce a report, otherwise I'm afraid someone will tamper with the evidence. I will notify Joe to take over the interrogation of these two guys. He has a way of dealing with criminals, right?"
Ricky gritted his teeth and nodded: "Don't worry, even if Joe can't do it, John will definitely be able to do it."
Luke was sweating: You want to shoot these two guys? John got angry and the fractures of these two people were minor.
Half an hour later, Joe looked at Luke and the other man who had returned to the lobby of the detective bureau, as well as the two guys who had been dragged in, with a look of surprise on his face: "How did you find them?"
Luke explained: "I asked someone to check the surveillance cameras near the time of the crime and found a 1998 black Ford sedan that happened to enter and exit Walter's house at that time. The time also matched. Following this car, I found these two guys."
"Are you sure?" Joe was still a little skeptical.
This way of solving a case is normal, but to find clues in such a short time requires super luck.
Luke nodded. "Although we didn't find the murder weapon in their house, we did find a black coat and a hood with blood on them. I've asked Ricky to wait for the results in the forensic department. As long as it's confirmed that it's Walter's blood, then it's correct. You have to find a few reliable guys to keep an eye on these two guys and don't let them die inexplicably. I don't believe they are the masterminds."
Joe's face became serious, he nodded and took out his cell phone: "John, it's time to get back to work."
After Joe hung up the phone, Luke lowered his voice and said, "Really call John back? It's troublesome to kill these two guys directly. It's better to let them live for the time being."
Qiao looked at him in astonishment for a moment, and also lowered his voice and moved closer: "You, don't do this often, do you?"