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Chapter 861 Chapter 877 (Additional update for book friend Wu Liangrong¡¯s promotion to alliance leader)

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    If John was as obedient as Luke, he might have been the chief of the detective bureau long ago, and Dustin would have nothing to worry about.  Walter couldn't help but think so.

    Luke didn¡¯t know Walter¡¯s complicated mood, and even if he knew it, he wouldn¡¯t care too much.

    "It's unlikely that Walter can beat Dustin.

    This senior police inspector will either accept his fate and be a junior, or he will be transferred to another department, and he will be Luke's colleague for at least a few months.

    Luke could tell that Walter was not the kind of shady guy. He and Dustin were just competing for promotion in a normal way, not to the point of life and death. Of course, they could not deliberately make the inspector unlucky.

    After sending these two people out of the Clinton area, Luke returned and found the two families at the address given by Walter.

    The inquiry process was a bit unsmooth, and a shootout almost broke out at the second house.

    At the second house, when the nervous-looking man opened the door and saw himself flashing his police badge, Luke noticed that the other man was acting strangely and that there was a gun behind the man's back.

    He was one step away from the door and decisively kicked the door open.

    Snapped!  The edge of the wooden door slapped the man in the face hard, and the man suddenly fainted.

    Looking at the pistol that fell on the ground, Luke sighed: "Why can't you talk properly?"

    He didn¡¯t go in either. He just said to Selina: ¡°Call and ask the patrol police from the 15th Precinct to come and take the person away.¡±

    After saying that, he leaned against the door, took out a chocolate lollipop and ate it.

    He had no interest in wasting time interrogating this little shrimp, so he left it to the patrol officers of the 15th Precinct to clean up the floor.

    ¡°As a result, half an hour later, the man who was knocked unconscious by the door woke up, but the patrol police hadn¡¯t come yet.

    Luke is not in a hurry. He has already expected the efficiency of the 15th Precinct.

    The 15th Precinct dares to say that it is the second to last among all branches in New York in terms of business performance, but no other precinct dares to admit that it is the first.

    Luke looked at the man who woke up and laughed: "Are you awake? Then answer my question honestly."

    The man now only felt that his brain was hurting, and he didn't pay attention to his words at all.

    Luke: "If your answer satisfies me, then you did not have the gun in your hand when you attacked the police. If I am not satisfied, the gun will be in the state after it was fired. Do you understand?"

    This middle-aged Hispanic man¡¯s forehead was filled with questions. He thought for a while in his groggy mind before he understood the difference and quickly agreed.

    Shooting at the police and hitting the police with fists are not the same thing.

    He didn¡¯t want to be punished by the police, let alone a harsh sentence from the judge.

    In less than ten minutes, he clearly explained what happened on the night of the bombing.

    ¡°Moreover, this man also knows some useful information.

    He witnessed some things that night, but he didn¡¯t mention it because he didn¡¯t want to get into trouble. However, Luke¡¯s psychic communication revealed that he had concealed something. After questioning him several times, he could only confess.

    "You mean, the car that was responsible for delivering goods to the Russians went in that night and exploded a few minutes later?" Luke was sure.

    The man nodded: "That car always comes between seven and eight o'clock in the evening. I usually go downstairs to eat at that time. I have seen it several times."

    Luke understood.

    Owen, the boss of the Irish gang, must have guessed correctly that the bombing was most likely Kingpin's work.

    Because Kingpin is the largest wholesaler of illegal drugs in New York, he is the one supplying the Russians.

    If a truckload of his goods was bombed, Kingpin would never swallow his anger and would definitely send someone to find the guy who had tampered with his goods.

    This was done by Black Mask, and it was impossible for such rumors to deceive Kingpin, so they could only be rumors spread by Kingpin himself.

    When asked, Luke and Selina both ate two lollipops, and the patrol officers from the 15th Precinct arrived belatedly.

    The two patrol officers looked businesslike, and after a few words with Luke, they wanted to take the Hispanic man down.

    Luke raised his eyebrows and stopped them: "Two police officers, you'd better check inside his house."

    The patrolman glanced at him, and a patrolman who was almost forty years old nodded carelessly: "We have to take him back first, just put a seal here."

    Luke thought to himself: He is indeed the leader of the worst precinct in New York!  This formal attitude is not hidden in front of colleagues at the headquarters.

    As the saying goes, one day of being a monk is one day of hitting the clock.

      These two patrolmen want to be monks, they are just lazy pigs who just eat and sleep every day and won't even touch a clock.

    "Two "police officers," do you need me to remind you that there is anyone else in the house?" Luke asked.

    The two patrolmen were stunned: "Is there anyone else? Then why don't you go and take a look?"

    Luke: "Isn't this your jurisdiction? But it seems that you two are too busy, so forget it."

    With that said, he motioned to Selina, and the two of them walked into the room.

    After pushing open the bedroom door, the two people quickly helped a young woman out from inside.

    The two patrol officers looked at the woman¡¯s expensive clothes and immediately knew something was wrong.

    This woman does not look like someone who appears here, and it is even less likely that she lives with that gangster in this shabby apartment building exclusive to the poor.

    So, there is another kidnapping case here?

    Luke didn¡¯t pay attention to this woman before, but noticed that she seemed to be sleeping.

    Although she slept so soundly, it was a bit strange that she didn't wake up despite the noise outside.

    The situation was abnormal now. He didn¡¯t want to leave the girl to two unreliable patrolmen anymore, so he and Selina took the girl into the car and went straight to the Metropolitan General Hospital.

    "This must be a girl, right? Look carefully, she's not very old." Selina looked at the girl in the back seat and sighed: "These people in the 15th Precinct are more unreliable than I thought. The security here is so bad.  ."

    Luke said in a calm tone: "Once a person gets used to deceiving his superiors and deceiving his subordinates, fooling the outside world and himself at the same time, he will eventually become such a garbage-like existence."

    Relatively speaking, even in big cities like Los Angeles where there are many gangs, most of the police there are still dedicated to their work, at least on the surface.

    It was only half past eleven in the morning, and the two patrol policemen had not been on duty for three hours, but they seemed to be in a hurry to have lunch.

    The 15th Precinct is indeed worthy of the name of the worst precinct in New York.

    Although Luke and Luke often skipped work, it was only when the work was overfulfilled, and they never needed to go to the police to dawdle and do the work perfunctorily.

    After saying these two sentences, Luke and Selina were not interested in discussing the uncomfortable existence of the 15th Precinct.

    When we arrived at the Metropolitan General Hospital, we sent the young woman to the emergency room.

    After more than ten minutes, a nurse with brown and semi-long hair came out: "Two police detectives, the patient is in a semi-coma state. The situation is not clear yet and I cannot accept your questioning."

    Luke nodded: "Do you have time? We need to know about the victim woman."

    Brown-haired nurse: "I have five minutes of free time." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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