In the following time, Luke and the two basically swept away with this routine, scaring away many chat groups.
One word - bluff!
It's impossible to catch them. I don't bother to catch these brats in my life.
But these people cannot be ignored, otherwise there will be many fights or even shootings, and finally a chain reaction of riots may occur from point to point.
Soon it was ten o'clock, and the two of Luke's task of "voluntarily working overtime for two hours" tonight was completed.
Selena was already reporting to the main station, and the shift was completed, and they were replaced by two colleagues from the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau, Rich and Khajit, who patrolled the block.
The two colleagues were much closer than the Patrolman.
At least the Police Detective Bureau and the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau should actually be considered "departments". They are both subordinate to the Investigation Bureau of the NYPD headquarters, and they have a lot of time to cooperate in handling cases.
Selena also reported to the two colleagues about the patrol just now, so that they could prepare for tonight's work.
The other party was also very polite, or... rather flattering
In the headquarters, Selena gave people a much deeper impression than Luke, who made the headquarters' outstanding female police detectives so little!
Selena's trinity of face, figure, and temperament can be described in old-fashioned online articles as "Big Four" or even "Two Kings".
The amount of flowers, cards, oblique gifts, and invitations to dinner and fun that Selena received was completely in line with this level.
In contrast, although Luke is handsome, there are very few people in the nypd male-dominated field service group who pay attention to him.
Most of the female police officers who followed him were older, and they rarely had the opportunity to contact him, and few of them had the nerve to put down their faces and chase after him, which made him keep a low profile.
Selena hung up the phone: "Call work?"
Luke: "Okay. Do you want to eat supper when you go home?"
Selena frowned and thought hard for a moment, then nodded: "Let's eat a little, otherwise tonight's drive will not be perfect."
Luke hehe: "In fact, the snacks are relatively sweet, and there is no meat."
Selena: "Of course, I'm not a gold nugget. I'll become an idiot if I just eat sweet and sweet food."
A certain stupid dog head: (⊙o⊙)
The two chatted, the car turned around, and drove to the Stark Tower in the south.
After driving for a few minutes, Luke saw a car parked on the side of the road with built-in police lights in his sight, and couldn't help laughing: "Kajit and the others started working."
Selena glanced at it, not interested: "They are all here, we can go home quickly."
Luke hummed, stepped on the accelerator, and drove past the police car in the opposite lane.
The two cars staggered and quickly moved away from each other by more than 50 meters.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and then there was the sound of glass debris shattering and scattering.
Luke looked in the rearview mirror, and Selena turned her head to look at the same time.
Near the police car of colleague Kajit behind him, a huge figure crashed to the ground, stepping on the ground with a large crack.
Khajiit and Rich didn't react slowly. A second after the figure landed, the two of them rolled into the back of their police car vigilantly. While drawing their guns, they poked their heads out to check the situation.
There were not many vehicles on the street at the moment, Luke quickly turned the steering wheel in his hand, and completed the turn with a flick of the tail.
Selena also turned her head. On the rapidly turning car, her hands were as steady as before, and she quickly activated various monitoring equipment, and said in her mouth: "That thing doesn't look like a human being."
Luke listened to the results reported by the monitoring equipment, and looked at the huge humanoid monster: "People's stomachs are not so big, and their mouths can't be so virtuous."
Selena grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Don't fire, don't fire."
She wanted to remind Kajit to slow down so that she and Luke could get close to support.
The warning sound came from the loudspeaker and echoed in the street, but it was a pity that it was a step late.
Rich and Khajiit, two veterans, reacted a little too quickly.
Facing the humanoid monster who came out from the broken window on the fifth floor beside him, carrying a box in his hand, the two avoided observation, and the process of drawing out their guns to warn them went very quickly.
In less than five seconds, the two finished the cutscene.
The two-meter-tall humanoid monster grinned at them and roared, "Get out of here."
Looking at the inhuman ugly face, the super big mouth split to the back of the head, and the black teeth inside were extremely disgusting, the two subconsciously pulled the trigger.
Clap clap!
There was a burst of gunshots like popping beans.
The two veterans took the most routine operation in the police regulations and emptied the magazine in one go.
In recent years, the changes in the distribution of guns by the American police have had a great impact on the rules of firearms.
In the beginning, the police in many places were equipped with overpowered military firearms or powerful revolvers, so a single shot or two rounds was enough to "stop" criminals.
Then in practice, the police found that they didn't need such a powerful pistol.
Glock, an "artifact" that is very suitable for the daily use of the police in all aspects, was welcomed by the younger generation of policemen at that time, and has now become the mainstream police weapon in the United States.
At this time, everyone found that the two combos were a bit unreliable.
There are many police officers with 0% hit rate for two consecutive shots within five meters, and the Glock has a lot of ammunition, so the three-shot rule naturally appeared.
But this still cannot solve the situation that after many policemen fired three shots in a row, there are still a large number of suspects jumping around alive and kicking back fire.
The U.S. police have simply adopted the "until they are knocked down" shooting rule, which stipulates that when the police officers shoot, they must maintain continuous output until the suspect is knocked down and the opponent is confirmed to have no ability to fight back.
Since then, news of many police officers shooting a new generation of "hornet's nest" with more than a dozen shots per second has become commonplace.
And in these cases, no lawyer would waste energy attacking the point of "doing that many shots need to be fired."
Because this is the consensus of the police everywhere, it is to make the police officers less worried when they shoot.
From this point on, Ritchie and Khajiit have absolutely no problem shooting.
The problem is that what they are facing is not a "suspect" in the ordinary sense.
After more than 30 bullets were fired, the monster with a big mouth seven or eight meters away screamed, and more than ten bullet holes appeared on his body.
In an emergency, the two veteran police detectives shot close to 50% of the time, already at an elite level.
But under the gaze of the two, gray-black smoke came out from the bullet holes on the monster's body. Its cry was full of pain, and its huge body rushed towards the two.
"Fake!"
"Shet!"
The two cursed almost at the same time, and at the same time they hid behind the distribution car, preparing to separate each other by the distribution car.
At this time, a series of gunshots sounded not far behind them.
Bang bang bang bang!
Luke drove with one hand, raised the m500 with the other, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Flames shot out from the long muzzle, and the time intervals between the five bullets were obviously different, and they were divided into three batches and shot at the monster with a big mouth.