Luke hadn't investigated who had been involved in the three-way battle in the park back then.
The police department's files on the case had been tampered with. Not only were there few people, they weren't very detailed.
Rubbing his chin, Luke said, "Your enemies are the Mexican cartel, the Irish gang, and the Dogs of Hell. Then, the seller who gathered the three parties in the park should also be counted. Finally, the police … "
He wasn't too sure about that.
It was definitely a mistake for the police to implicate Frank's wife and children.
But it would be an exaggeration to think that the police were Frank's enemies.
The police definitely didn't want civilians to be implicated, or they would be in a lot of trouble.
Under normal circumstances, the mastermind wouldn't order his subordinates to disregard the lives of civilians. If they were caught, they might even lose their jobs.
More importantly, the mastermind of such an operation definitely had a high status. For example, Dustin, or the chief of the precinct would approve it.
Even a regular precinct's Major Crimes Division wasn't qualified to be in charge of such a major operation.
Thinking quickly, he gave Frank a phone. "Our contact information is in here. Delete it after you've memorized it. Destroy the phone too."
Frank quietly took the phone and did not say a word.
Pondering for a few seconds, Luke said, "I just wanted to find you, so I didn't investigate the case back then. Take a break for two days. I'll go see who was in charge of the case back then. That person definitely knows more. It might be useful. "
Frank didn't say anything and continued to listen.
Luke didn't mind. "If you go out, it's best to hide your appearance. If someone saw your face in the hospital, you might be on the police's radar."
Frank was still as silent as ever.
Luke didn't say anything else. He asked, "Where should I drop you off?"
Frank said, "The intersection up ahead."
Of course, he wasn't joking.
Luke didn't plan to go to Frank's place. The man might not completely trust him.
After Frank got out of the car, Luke drove off with a sigh of relief.
As long as he found Frank, and the man didn't intend to run away, it wouldn't be a problem.
Actually, if it weren't for the fact that he had to return Robert's favor, Luke could ignore Frank right now.
As long as Frank was alive, he would be even more terrifying than Robert.
It wouldn't be hard for such a person to take revenge.
The only thing Luke could do to help was to make sure that things didn't get out in the open and that there were a lot of bodies left behind every time.
So what if dozens of gangsters died? As long as he died quietly and no one saw him, he would just be missing.
This had no impact on social order, and NYPD didn't have the time to investigate further.
After he got his revenge, Frank could go wherever he wanted, and Luke could even provide him with a sum of cash so that he could live comfortably for the rest of his life.
Of course, Frank might not need this.
The guns and ammunition he used would cost at least a hundred thousand dollars.
Frank didn't have a job, and his credit card account hadn't been used for a long time, so the origin of the money was obvious.
When he got home, Selina finished washing up and was watching TV in the living room.
Seeing him come back, she took a second look at him. "Did you find Frank?"
Luke grinned brilliantly. "I found him. He's fine."
Selina also smiled. "Then you can rest assured."
Robert had never asked for Luke's help before, and it would be inauspicious if something went wrong the first time.
After washing up, Luke sat down and told her what had happened.
Selina picked up the tablet. "I did some investigation earlier, but there wasn't enough information, and I couldn't be sure with just a guess. It's useful now."
Luke hummed in response. "Tell me about it."
Selina clicked on the tablet and projected the content on it. "Although someone erased a lot of the details of the case, the detectives who handled the case still mentioned that they belonged to the HQ's Anti-Mafia Department (Organized Crime Control Department). But the Narcotics Division isn't qualified to carry out such a big operation, nor do they have the ability to change so many files. "
Luke nodded slightly.
The Narcotics Division wasn't weak, but they didn't have the manpower to plan an operation that involved almost a hundred gangsters from three different parties at the same time.
Selina said, "Based on the situation in the last few days, I found a suspicious candidate — Samantha Reyes. When this case happened more than a year ago, she was the Chief Superintendent of NYPD's Bureau.
Chief, three stars). The Kurobunaga was under her jurisdiction. Not long after this case, she was transferred to the district attorney's office and became the chief prosecutor. "
Luke raised an eyebrow. "Her?"
Selina said, "Given the chief prosecutor's reputation, it's impossible for anyone to bypass her and let the anti-gang work, so she must know something."
Luke rubbed his chin. "The chief prosecutor is also very concerned about the Irish gang survivor Grote's case. A few hours after receiving the news, she personally rushed over to take over. "
Selina said, "Then there really are too many coincidences. We can investigate her."
Luke nodded. "Go get some rest first. We'll talk tomorrow."
He could let Little Snail do the investigation first.
In any case, now that he had found Frank, there was no rush.
…
The next day, January 10th.
Jessica woke up from a deep sleep and stretched her body. She felt very comfortable and lazy.
She groped her way to the bathroom in a daze and was sitting on the toilet when she suddenly opened her eyes and exclaimed, "Wait, last night … Kilgrave died?"
She was stunned for a moment when she said the name, and scratched her head. "What happened?"
In the past, she would be nervous when she thought of this person, but now she realized that she was too calm. Those memories seemed to have faded and blurred, as if they belonged to someone else.
Although she still hated it from the bottom of her heart, it felt like she was watching a TV series.
She sat there in a daze for a long time before she snapped back to reality.
Although the memories no longer made her feel extremely uncomfortable, she vaguely felt that it was better not to think about it.
She took a quick shower and walked out refreshed. She sat down on the sofa and felt a little hungry.
There wasn't anything in the fridge. She glanced around, only to see … two bags of snacks and that lollipop on the coffee table in front of her?
She picked them up and looked at the Chinese words on them. She recalled the scene on the fire escape last night.
Weren't these the two bags of snacks that someone had given her last night? She subconsciously picked up the opened bag of squid and stuffed it into her mouth.
Hm, it still tasted neither good nor bad.
She finished the bag of squid in a few bites and threw the packaging away. She opened the other bag of snacks and stuffed one into her mouth.
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