Before eight o'clock the next day, the two of Luke went to work, just to avoid the terrible morning rush hour in New York.
Walking into the office lobby of the Police Detective Bureau, the two of them encountered two police detectives walking out as soon as they entered the door.
The generous man with some Indian blood in the beginning is Joe Lambert.
A little behind was a small woman with blond cropped curly hair named Connie Kowalski.
Luke and Selena stepped aside slightly, and said, "Joe, Connie, good morning."
But the two detectives stopped, and the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and gave Luke a half hug: "Don't be too polite, we are colleagues now, Luke."
Luke smiled and stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder: "Of course, Joe."
Then Joe said: "We still have to go to work. If we have time to drink together after get off work, the time is set for these two days, how about it?"
Luke smiled: "Yes."
The four bid farewell in a hurry.
That's the way police detectives work. There's no time to stop and chat. You have to go straight to the point.
Of course, these two people did not greet them for no reason. They were the group of colleagues who were with John McLean yesterday.
Now that I know Luke's background, of course I want to find a chance to get acquainted with him.
Otherwise, when something happens, the treatment will be different whether there is friendship or not.
Walking into the hall, several people around greeted them, all of whom were with John yesterday.
The two smiled and nodded in response, and went all the way to Dustin's office.
Inside Dustin is talking to someone.
Luke still wanted to wait at the door, but Dustin beckoned: "Come in, there is a case here that requires you to follow along."
Luke walked in and greeted Dustin politely.
With other people around, they can't be too casual, and must maintain Dustin's authority in front of his subordinates.
Dustin nodded: "Walter, John killed another suspect yesterday. Now the relatives of the suspect have come to the police station and said they want to complain about his abuse of force."
Walter: "Captain Hammer, you know what's going on, that guy has explosives on him..."
Dustin raised his hand: "I know. Do you think I want John to sleep at home? But even considering his future, he'd better rest for two days, and wait for the conclusion from the police station. Just get rid of a few relatives who want to get rich."
Walter was speechless.
Only then did Dustin point to Luke and the two: "Today's case, you and Detective Luke Coulson and Detective Selena Hayek will go to see it together. It just so happens that they are familiar with it. , right, Luke?"
Luke nodded.
As for where he is familiar with, he will not ask.
Dustin is a newcomer, and it is not easy to convince the veteran policemen under him. The Walter Cobb in front of him is even a veteran police inspector (lieutenant), only one level away from the superintendent (aptain).
Walter looked sideways at Luke and Dustin, and could only agree: "Okay, then I'll take them to see it first." He said and left.
After Walter walked out the door, Luke winked at Dustin, meaning "Boss, your team is not easy to lead".
Dustin snorted, picked up a file on the table and threw it over: "Don't be too careless. Well, don't let Walter get killed."
Luke raised his hand and saluted: "." He said without looking at Dustin's stinky face, and went out in a hurry.
Selena put the brown paper bag in her hand on the chair not far from the door, and also smiled and slipped away.
Dustin watched the two catch up with the dark-faced Walter, sighed, got up and closed the door, and picked up the snack Selena sent.
He took out one and took a hard bite, and cursed vaguely in his mouth: "Damn, what the hell is it that people trained by ourselves are easy to use. None of these bastards can worry about it."
"These bastards" refers, of course, to the police department.
It's never been easy being Chief of the Airborne.
Here, Luke was distracted, quickly flipping through the file in his hand, while following Walter: "Inspector Cobb, shall we go there now?"
Walter Cobb, the leader who carried out the mission with John yesterday, is a middle-aged white man, the most striking thing is that he has two neat beards with thick eyebrows.
The suit, tie, and white shirt on his body were of medium grade. Although it was not very clean and tidy, it also proved that he was not a middle-aged, unkempt man like John McLean.
In fact, if Dustin hadn't come in by air, this Lieutenant Cobb would probably have become the chief of the police department, and he should be called Lieutenant Cobb (aptain) by then.
With this seniority in the police department, Dustin, who has always been tough, has to reason with him, because he can't hold Walter down when he just arrived.
Walter looked sideways at Luke as he walked.
Seeing him flipping through the files, Walter couldn't help curling his lips: "Boy, just looking at the materials can't solve the problem. I heard that you have strong hands-on skills?"
Luke looked up, looked at Walter and smiled: "Generally, I prefer to reason with people."
Walter frowned, and his impatience calmed down a lot. He stopped and turned to look at Luke: "Really? John didn't say that."
Luke handed the dossier to Selena casually: "I am a policeman, and I represent the law. So I usually use the means prescribed by law against suspects first."
The corner of Walter's mouth twitched, and he suddenly raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Boy, based on your few words, John should call you sir in five years."
Luke smiled: "This doesn't seem like a good thing."
Walter: "Oh?"
Luke: "As a chief, you have to worry about your subordinates at any time. Chief Cobb must have a deep understanding."
Walter's face could not help but collapse: "As long as you don't make Dustin worry about it in the future."
Luke smiled: "I will do my best not to trouble the officers."
Seeing Luke's upright attitude, Walter could only hum a couple of times.
Thinking of a bastard who would cause trouble for himself whenever he did something, he felt quite complicated.
After completing the first tentative conversation, the three went to the parking lot.
Walter's partner, a bespectacled middle-aged police detective Ricky Walsh in his forties, was there.
After saying hello to Luke, Ricky took Walter and set off, and Luke drove to keep up.
Not far from the door, two cars were blocked on the road.
Bored, Selena took out the cake from the food box at the back and took a bite: "emumu~ The traffic conditions are really good enough."
Luke shrugged: "This is New York, this is Manhattan."
Selena: "What should I do if I encounter this kind of traffic jam on an urgent mission?"
Luke pondered for a moment, and replied, "How about I put two bicycles in the car in the future?"
Selena looked at the traffic outside, thought about it for a moment, and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, bicycles are the most practical. You can have this."