The special police shook his head: "Not for now, the deputy director wants to see you."
"Huh?" Luke was surprised.
The deputy director is also called the deputy chief inspector (deputychief).
How big is it? Above this position, there are only two levels: assistant chief police chief and bureau chief police chief.
But in fact, the two highest levels are only responsible for administrative affairs and do not intervene in specific cases.
In a specific case, the deputy director is the commander with the highest position, and it is not his turn to come forward in ordinary major cases.
Luke took old man Aoki and Ximena with him, went around to the other side, and drove out in his Ford car.
He was stopped by the special police at the entrance of the underground garage. Luke showed his police officer's card, and his car and body were also searched. It took a few minutes for him to come out.
He doesn't want to take the bus to report tomorrow, so this car must be driven out.
He drove his white Ford and parked at the place where the deputy director was said to be. Luke got out of the car and pulled a black sheriff beside him: "Excuse me, where is Deputy Director Robinson?"
The black man was taken aback, then looked at him with a strange expression for a moment: "Luke Coulson?"
Luke: "It's me."
Black Sheriff: "My name is Ball, come with me."
After walking a few steps, I saw a middle-aged Caucasian man in his forties or fifties standing behind a command vehicle.
Sheriff Bauer said, "Deputy Chief, Luke is here."
Seeing him, the middle-aged white man stretched out his hands with joy on his face: "Hello, Detective Luke Coulson, I am Deputy Chief Duane Robinson, I am proud of what you have done, you are An outstanding member of our LAPD, I will…”
Luke interrupted embarrassingly: "Deputy Director Robinson, let me introduce you to Mr. Aoki, the president of Zhongfu Company."
Robinson was stunned for a moment, but immediately stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Aoki." He already knew that it was Zhongfu Company that was attacked by the Kongfu elements tonight.
So, he quickly said: "I will investigate tonight's case as soon as possible, please rest assured."
Aoki shook his head at this moment: "Tonight's matter is already very clear."
Robinson: "Uh..."
Aoki bowed again to Luke next to him: "Thank you for saving your life. If possible, I hope to invite you to my house tomorrow."
Luke rolled his eyes and said with a sudden smile: "Mr. Aoki, you must be very busy in the past few days, so I won't bother you. Leave me your contact information and we'll talk when you're free. How about it?"
As he spoke, he involuntarily glanced at the Zhongfu Building next to him.
To be honest, the Kongbu gang hasn't destroyed the building much, but Detective John went down with a c4, blowing up a few rpg-using gangsters and the entire second floor.
This restoration project is enough for Zhongfu Company to be busy for a while.
Aoki thought for a while, nodded in agreement, took out a business card from his inner pocket, and handed it to Luke with both hands.
Luke also took it with both hands and looked at it. It was a personal business card.
There is nothing on it except a personal mobile phone number and name.
But it is this mobile phone number that most employees of Zhongfu Company do not know.
Luke thanked him with a smile, watched the old man Aoki and Deputy Chief Robinson say a few words of courtesy, and soon an extended Lincoln came to pick him up.
Only then did Luke face Director Robinson again: "Director, my girlfriend was frightened, I want to send her home later, is that okay?"
Director Robinson, an old fritter, understood immediately, and said: "No problem, you can leave later. However, you will report to the headquarters early tomorrow morning, and you still need to explain the case today."
Having said that, he gestured, and took Luke a few steps aside: "Luke, today's case is due to our Los Angeles Police Department, understand?"
Luke was puzzled: "But, that detective John McClain...?"
Robinson didn't take it seriously: "That's also a matter of our police department and the New York Police Department, but all the credit has nothing to do with the FBI, understand?"
Luke was surprised: "FBI? Where are they?"
Robinson sneered: "On the helicopter."
Luke gave a sudden "fuxk", which startled Director Robinson next to him.
He said angrily: "I took the hostages to the rooftop to wait for the helicopter, but when they came up, they shot at me and almost killed me. I said that there are no such rough people in SAT, it turned out to be the FBI."
Robinson's eyes widened.
Done! With this matter, Luke will never speak for the FBI, not even in polite words.
Robinson patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Then it's no problem, go back tonight and have a good rest, and be with your girlfriend." At the end, the tone was a bit weird.
Luke hehe: "Yes, sir."
Robinson laughed and signaled that he could go.
Luke saluted, called Ximena, and quickly got into the car and set off.
The two did not choose to go back to Ximena's dormitory, which was a university dormitory, and the two of them had a little movement when they were renting together. The roommate could hear it clearly, and the bathroom was still shared.
Luke waved his hand and stayed in a hotel.
Anyway, only a small part of Sergey's thousands of dollars was used. Luke simply took Ximena to the Beverly Hills Hotel this time and opened a luxury suite at a late price.
After entering, the two looked at each other and smiled, first went to visit the bathroom, then visited the floor-to-ceiling glass, the large dining table, the sofa, and the extremely comfortable big bed.
The next morning, Luke was woken up by his cell phone.
Picking up the phone, I heard Dustin's voice: "Where have you been? Selena said you're not at home."
Luke: "... I left with my girlfriend last night."
Dustin paused, and said helplessly: "Then you should also pay attention to the time? The headquarters called, about the case last night. I have to take you to the headquarters to cooperate with the investigation."
Luke yawned: "Ah, what time is it?"
Dustin: "It's ten past nine, how long do you want to delay?"
Luke was helpless: "Okay, I'll be at the gate of our police station in thirty minutes."
Dustin: "I'll only give you twenty minutes." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.
Luke curled his lips: If you ask me, you can talk a lot, but once the matter is over, you will turn your face and deny anyone.
Over there, Ximena lay motionless on the big bed.
Luke called her a few times, but found that she really couldn't wake up, so he had to wash up quickly by himself.
After he came out, he put a thousand dollar knife and a note on the bedside table, pressed it with Ximena's mobile phone, and rubbed two handfuls of the plumpness of the red fruit before going out refreshed.
Go down to the front desk to check out, and tell them to knock on the door before checking out at noon, and he drove away in a hurry.
The next time was extremely boring, and he was taken by Dustin to the Parker Center, which is the headquarters of the Los Angeles Police Department.
Last night's deputy director, Duane Robinson, was also there, and he shook hands with a smile on his face, but compared to last night, the deputy director's attitude was much more reserved.