In the end, Luke regretted it.
Selina had bought him a burger and fries for lunch. But what the hell was the ice cream? And it was strawberry-flavored.
However, he had already said it, and Selina was glaring at him, so he could only force a smile and eat the ice cream with the pink heart-shaped pattern that was full of youthful charm.
Luke had a leisurely week of vacation, but he wasn't in a good mood.
Although he had obtained a lot of experience and credit points this time, something bad had happened.
Luke found that his arm wasn't very agile.
This situation was very normal for fractures.
A week's time would at most reduce the initial pain of the fracture and reduce the swelling of the injured area.
But Luke's physique was five times that of a regular person's. He could recover in a week as fast as a regular person could in a month. His hunger was also more frequent than usual.
His body was absorbing a lot of energy and nutrients to heal his injured arm.
But after a week, Luke clearly felt that there was something wrong with his left arm.
It wasn't easy to describe, but his left arm and the reflexes of his fingers and palms had clearly decreased.
He even went to the hospital to ask about it, but he didn't dare examine it, and didn't get any useful answers.
In the end, the attending doctor tactfully said, "Your condition is actually very normal. Your arm is seriously injured, and the extent of your recovery will depend on your physique. "
Looking at the doctor's expression, Luke immediately understood.
The doctor was saying that the recovery of his arm wasn't dependent on the condition, but on luck.
It was possible that it would recover to its original state, but it was more likely that it wouldn't.
Luke didn't show anything unusual. He thanked the doctor politely and left.
Looking at his 24 points of strength, Luke chuckled. Wasn't it just a four level upgrade? Of course not.
So, even though he was on vacation, his mood was still average.
A week later, Luke and Selina went to work as usual.
Looking at Brock's lifeless face, both of them were lost for words. Wasn't he the one who did this to himself?
But Brock obviously didn't think that way.
When Luke and Selina came to collect cases, Brock simply tossed them a case file and didn't even bother to say anything.
Two weeks passed just like that.
Luke and Selina received four cases in a row, but failed to solve any of them.
Don't think that the United States has a high crime detection rate. That's just a TV show.
It was already very good for a big city to have an overall solving rate of 10%.
What the police department valued the most was not the overall rate of solving cases, but the rate of solving cases that had a significant impact.
This was also the reason why many cases were left unsolved if no one paid attention to them. Once they were blown up, they would be solved very quickly.
It could only be said that Brock was indeed a sly old fox who was good at solving cases. The cases he gave him were all unsolved.
Luke and Luke were rookies who didn't have any foundation. How could they solve such a case that had no beginning and no end?
These cases were either a suspected missing person, a homeless man or a drug addict who died on the streets. Most of the cases could only be closed with the conclusion that there was no such person or a suspected overdose.
It was only because Luke had a good mentality and the system that he wasn't panicking. If he didn't earn experience and credit points from working a proper case, he would still earn a lot of experience and credit points by meddling in other people's business during the investigation.
Even in the face of such a predicament, he was still able to maintain a calm state of mind, and even Selina wasn't affected.
If Luke said it was fine, then it really was fine.
Brock changed his excuse to Luke and Selina, saying that it was because Luke's arm needed a long time to recover, and that it was already very tiring for him to work on cases. He wasn't someone who didn't understand his subordinates.
So, Brock wasn't wrong to assign these cases to Luke and Selina.
His excuse was spread among the detectives of the Major Crimes Division, and nobody felt that he was in the wrong.
Of course, some people thought that Luke was stupid for working overtime with his injury, but they couldn't say that he was crazy about his job.
In private, everybody thought that it was stupid, but on the surface, they had to show that they didn't approve of it. That was political correctness.
This situation lasted for two weeks. Luke's cast was removed, and there was a slight change in their work schedule.
One day, Selina was driving around in her car. She couldn't help but complain, "Brock is really too much. He's treating us like patrol officers."
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Luke said casually, "It doesn't matter. The cases he gives us are almost impossible to solve. We'll only be scratching our heads if we stay in the department. I might as well go for a ride."
Selina was still unhappy. "But he drags us over twice a week and tells you to rest more. What's that supposed to mean? He even tells the other detectives in the Major Crimes Division the same thing. He's pretending to be a good guy. "
Luke said, "Just think of him as a Shar Pei. Apart from his disgusting face, he's no different from a dog barking. Don't mind him. If a dog barks at you, are you going to bark back at him? "
Selina was stumped for a moment, before she burst out laughing.
Brock's forehead wrinkles, coupled with the pressure of work, made him look prematurely aged. His face was full of wrinkles, and he did look like a Shar Pei.
After being teased, Selina finally dropped the topic of Captain Shar Pei and changed the subject. "By the way, why do we have to patrol the streets? It's just a playboy from a rich family. He's not the president of the United States. "
Luke chuckled. "No, in a sense, he's much more important than the president of the United States."
Selina was surprised. "Is it that serious?"
Luke said, "There's a new president every few years, but he's the only chairman of Stark Industries. As long as he doesn't get himself killed, he can be the chairman of Stark Industries for the rest of his life. "
However, it wasn't long before this playboy got himself killed. Luke added in his heart.
After ignoring Brock's disgusting tricks, the two of them had a good time for the past half a month.
Unfortunately, Luke's new car had already disappeared from Raccoon City. The insurance company was still investigating, and the money hadn't been paid yet.
Luke couldn't be bothered to rush them, mainly because the situation in Raccoon City was too complicated. A lot of insurance companies were still racking their brains over the compensation.
A city was gone. Several insurance companies were probably going to go bankrupt.
There was no telling who had suppressed the matter, but the insurance companies weren't to be trifled with.
The compensation in Raccoon City was at least hundreds of millions of dollars, and that was just for property losses, not deaths.
With such an enormous amount of compensation, the insurance companies wouldn't dare to go to war with anyone.
Although the blame had fallen on the so-called nuclear power plant company, the insurance companies wouldn't be so stupid as to threaten the government in passing.
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