Luke left the investigation to Sponge, and continued to perfect the Thousand Face mask.
It probably wouldn't take long for him to settle Frank's matter.
For now, the most important thing for him was the face-changing plan.
After this was done, he would be able to sneak into the depths of the dark side world without anyone noticing and learn how many humanoid EXP monsters were hiding in the shadows of the world.
However, his efforts to find and help Frank were not in vain.
The experience in the system had increased by more than 4,000 in the past few days. Currently, the host had 57500/300000 experience and 85200 credit points.
Also, there was Blacksmith, the big drug boss, waiting for him to harvest.
Even if he left this person to Frank to deal with, Blacksmith still had a lot of illegal drugs, and the experience and credit points he would get from destroying them wouldn't be any less than killing this person.
This guy had always sold illegal drugs by the ton, and definitely wasn't like those small gangs who only had a few kilograms in stock. How could a bigshot be so shabby?
If he flushed several tons of goods down the drain in one go … Hm, no. Luke immediately dismissed the idea.
If he did that, the rats in the sewers would turn into a bunch of drug addicts.
It would be best to throw it into the ocean further away, and get rid of the pile of "trash" in his inventory at the same time.
After the Ghost Butcher's reappearance in these two operations, there really was a lot of "trash" in his inventory.
As an obsessive-compulsive patient, he didn't want this "trash" to stay in his inventory for too long. He always felt that it was a waste of space.
As the saying went, a house didn't rot, and a stream didn't rot.
After dealing with the trash, his inventory would be able to prepare for the face-changing plan.
That would be a long-term "big deal."
…
After adjusting the Thousand Face mask in a hurry, Luke and Selina went to work the next day.
In the next few days, Luke and Selina would occasionally report in alone, so that everyone would get used to them not waking up in the morning.
Luke's true personality was cold, which made it easier to carry out the plan.
There were a lot of people in the police department who were on good terms with him, but very few could get involved in his private time.
Everyone from Los Angeles was very busy. They had just gotten together a few days ago, and it was unlikely that they would get together again in a short period of time.
Only John McClane and Joe Lambert were familiar with Luke in the Detective Bureau.
However, John wasn't in a good state after he fell out with his ex-wife again. He was hungover at work, and probably wasn't in the mood to drink with Luke.
It was difficult for a middle-aged man in his thirties to talk about the joys and sorrows of his family life to a nineteen-year-old young man.
On the other hand, Luke and Selina's hard work over the past few days had paid off.
Frank had attacked twice, but he didn't leave a ground littered with corpses or create more panic. NYPD's alert level was already showing signs of lowering.
As for the conflict between the Tarasov family and John Wick, although it was more intense, the Tarasov family had not yet fallen, and had consciously cleaned up the mess.
There were no corpses or a large number of witnesses. Gunshots and a few pools of blood were nothing in New York.
Although they hadn't found the murderer in the two cases that Dustin had given them, there wasn't any pressure.
The head of the Detective Bureau and his two loyal subordinates had successfully slacked off and helped NYPD save a lot of manpower.
In fact, no one was interested in getting to the bottom of this.
The big shots and small soldiers just pretended that nothing had happened and enjoyed the luxury of peace and prosperity.
…
In the afternoon, Luke returned to his home in Clinton and went to the law firm next door.
Foggy and Matt were both there, but they didn't seem to be in high spirits.
Foggy's previous client, Grote, had already disappeared, and he had personally seen Daredevil and the Punisher fight at the docks. His emotions were complicated, and he couldn't get any better.
Lawyer Matt was sulking.
Whether it was because he felt incompetent, because he was angry at the Punisher for acting recklessly, or because of Puncher's "betrayal," Luke didn't know.
After confirming that the two lawyers hadn't been shocked by the frequent accidents, Luke casually chatted about community reconstruction and the progress of the volunteer program.
At that moment, Foggy told them something new — someone had come to Clinton to launch a new real estate project, and a charity fund had been set up to help the residents relocate.
Looking at Foggy and Matt's expressions, Luke asked, "What are you worried about?"
Foggy glanced at Matt and got up to close the office door. "Matt and I have a feeling that this seems to be a follow-up to the previous demolition."
Luke thought for a moment. "Like when the renovation workers went to Elena's house and tore it down in an attempt to force her to move out?"
Foggy nodded. "Yes. These people are still eyeing the apartment building where Elena lives. We've analyzed the terms of the relocation charity fund that has just been set up. It's more like a show to get rid of people as soon as possible. There are a lot of problems with the terms, and it's very likely that the relocatees won't get the money they expected. "
Luke wasn't interested in these legal issues. He asked directly, "Then what are your plans?"
Matt shook his head with a bitter smile. "The problem is that we don't have a good solution. Actually, if we really follow the terms of the contract, most people will choose to move, and the remaining few won't be a problem. They can use some small tricks to legally force them out. "
Foggy also sighed. "Even if we tell the residents about the problems in the contract, many of them won't believe it. After all, they can earn more than a hundred thousand dollars just by moving. Even if there's a certain risk of losing some of the income, it's hard to resist the temptation. "
Luke spread his hands. "You're the professionals here. I can't help much. Try your best to fight for better conditions for them. Don't feel guilty. "
The two lawyers had no choice but to accept this suggestion.
Actually, they didn't expect Luke to solve the problem by telling him about this. They were just reminding him, who supported the community's reconstruction.
Downstairs, Selina asked, "Are we really not going to do anything about this?"
Luke said, "Have Little Snail check out that company's background. If there's a problem, tell Foggy and the others. How can we stop the residents who want to take the opportunity to earn more money? As long as Foggy and the others stick to their "only talk about the present and don't talk about the future" attitude and make sure that the money in the contract is safe, then whoever wants to move can move. This isn't a good place to begin with. "
Selina suddenly had a thought. "Do you think there's treasure under that apartment building? Like in the movies, a treasure trove of gold left over from World War II? "
Luke glanced at her. "Girl, your brain muscles are getting more and more developed."
Selina was stunned. "Brain muscles … What's that?"
Luke chuckled. "I'm praising how strong you are. Your muscles have grown into your head."
Enlightened, Selina spat at him. "You're the one with muscles in your head! You're covered in muscles. No, that's more like a compliment … "
Luke smiled but didn't say anything. I'm a genuine muscular tyrant! I'm not much smaller than you when I lift my T-shirt.
Not convinced? Bite me!
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