When Harrison and the two arrived in small steps, Luke was holding a gun in both hands, forcing the fugitive in the orange-red prison uniform, and said, "What a coincidence, Harrison, Jim."
Jim nodded and smiled dryly: "Hello, Luke."
Encountering this kind of case, he, who usually claims to be outstanding in marksmanship in the team, didn't get a single head.
Harrison couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, let's handcuff them first and then chat, ok?"
Luke shrugged and motioned for the two to go ahead.
He put the Glock back under his armpit, glanced sideways at the fugitive with his hands up and said, "If you continue to escape, I'll shoot you straight away."
The fugitive was a rather thin young man, a bit handsome, but with a sinister expression.
Hearing Luke's words, his eyes flickered, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "OK, I won't run away again. Can I ask, your name?"
Luke raised his eyebrows: "You can think about this slowly in prison."
In this short conversation, a thought floated in the minds of the two people who looked at each other: I need to check this guy's information! If appropriate, kill him.
It's just that young people think this way because they have a history of brutality.
Luke thought this way, but he could see that the other party seemed to want revenge afterwards.
For this kind of guy who must get revenge, he doesn't mind killing him easily.
After handcuffing people, Jim went to their car and explained the situation to the police station through the walkie-talkie.
Harrison looked at Luke and said, "Investigate?"
Luke shrugged: "On the way to work, how about you, you've been so free recently, and it's almost nine o'clock, can you still hang out on the street?"
Harrison: "Same, report to the police first. It's not like you don't know what's free, and now you're always being dragged to train rookies."
Luke smiled and said nothing.
Since his classic "Three Counseling Mantras" came out last time, Director Remick of the police academy did not dare to let him teach experience again, so as not to teach children badly.
In contrast, Harrison's mouth is very vicious, but he is really serious about teaching those rookies, not playing tricks at all.
Luke glanced at the fugitive standing obediently beside him: "I'm afraid there is something wrong with his identity."
Harrison nodded: "Are you following up this case?"
Luke shook his head: "Where do I have this spare time, I still have to go to class. You guys are here first for this case, so you can follow me."
Harrison: ... What classes did you take, didn't you count the beeps in your mind!
Luke sneered in his heart: I'll check? This guy might die someday, so what else to check!
The patrol car came quickly, and the ambulance also came, and a robber who hijacked a prison car was carried into the car.
Among the six gangsters, only the one Harrison knocked down was still breathing, and the other five died immediately, saving the effort of rescue.
After handing over the people to the arriving troops, Luke and Harrison said goodbye to them and drove to the police station.
When she found Elsa, she just casually mentioned the robbery case just now, but she didn't care too much.
It's just that five robbers died, which is not a big deal at all.
Luke and the two just told her that she would not be too surprised when they arrived after killing fifty robbers on the way to work.
She motioned for Selena to close the door, then moved a file to her from the side, looked at the two and said solemnly: "You can just check this case, understand?"
Luke smiled and nodded, took the file and rolled his eyes: "The case in the East District? Can it be thrown at our side? I'm not afraid that the guys in the East District will protest that we have gone too far."
Elsa also sneered: "The big boss of the Eastern District Police Department has been under a lot of pressure recently. After all, a local prosecutor, a judge, and an FBI agent are all dead, and the detectives involved in the case have also disappeared. Now all Fang is putting pressure on him, asking him to give an explanation, this man can't care about face, that's why he didn't object to the intervention of the General Administration."
Looking at Luke's expression, she still emphasized: "However, you are only here to assist in the investigation, ok?"
Luke: "Okay, we will go to see the quality of their female clerks, and check how their coffee machines are by the way."
But he murmured in his heart: I didn't work as a foreign worker in the past, so why would I surrender myself? Or grab the blood mint
Elsa nodded, expressing satisfaction.
This kind of assisted investigation case is solved by the other party who takes most of the credit, and if it intervenes, most of the scapegoat will fly on Luke's head.
Even if Luke cracked the case, the Eastern District Police Department would be grateful to him on the surface, but secretly they might feel that their incompetence was exposed.
This assisted investigation request was issued directly by the General Administration.
The prefectural prosecutor, the FBI, and several parties were under a lot of pressure, and the General Bureau could only mobilize elite troops from each branch to investigate this case.
Luke's group of partners with the highest rate of solving crimes in Los Angeles was naturally named by the General Administration.
Luke didn't delay, threw the file to Selena and left.
Going out in a hurry is not to investigate the case, but to eat.
The impromptu robbery case this morning left the two of them with no time to go to the pastry shop to buy breakfast, and Luke and Luke had already had an empty stomach.
They went to the pastry shop they were most familiar with and bought a lot of food before they drove to the East District.
After the fake report from the East District Police Station, the two left with a sense of humor and didn't stay there for a second.
The female clerk didn't have time to look at it, and there was no shadow of the coffee machine.
Because the attitude of the leader of the serious crime team in the East District does not seem to be grateful for their help.
After driving to the so-called crime scene, Luke and Selena parked on the side of the road and leaned against the front of the car. Between them was an open food box full of pastries of various colors.
This is the street where he captured Diego Garcia that night and killed the black policeman Stan Carl Mack and more than thirty members of the Garcia family.
More than 200 meters away from here, there was a scene where a female FBI agent was killed, so they gave priority to visiting here.
Of course, the two who had made up their minds to work abroad would not really go to visit and investigate, so they simply ate breakfast against the hood of the front car.
Luke ate the Napoleon cake and looked at the patterns on the huge advertising curtain wall opposite, feeling extremely weird.
Selena was also paying attention to the advertising curtain wall, and analyzed it with great interest: "This graffiti... is interesting. Is it the symbol of the new gang here?"
Luke pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "It doesn't look like it, the gang's graffiti taste is not that high."
Selena emumu wrote, vaguely said: "The bottom half is really not like, it's a bit of a sci-fi style, but what the hell is that in the top half? A demon or a ghost?"
Luke's face remained motionless, and he sighed helplessly in his heart: How the hell do I know what the graffiti artist is thinking? Am I that ugly!
On the advertising curtain wall opposite, the pattern on the lower part of the graffiti has basically not changed. It is still the woman with a gun and a double-winged hood covering her head, even the pool of blood on the top of her head is still there.
However, in the blank space above the gun angel's female head, there is already a large blackness.
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