After he returned from the dinner party, Luke didn't think too much about Nelson being set up.
He simply added a normal reminder to the multifaceted system and told him to keep an eye out for relevant information.
He wasn't the sheriff's babysitter. He could help out a little, but he definitely wouldn't be at his beck and call.
If it were Dustin, Luke might have been a little more serious.
Besides, Nelson was a wily old fox who had been in NYPD for most of his life. If he was still set up despite being vigilant, he could only say that he was useless, and might as well retire early.
In any case, this kind of set-up was common at all levels of society. Even the president of the United States had been set up; a mere sheriff like Nelson really wasn't a big deal.
Luke still had new abilities that needed to be researched and developed, and his clones could be in action at any time, so he didn't let this matter go.
The next day, he talked to Secretary Jenny for most of the day. After a good talk, he finally convinced the domineering female CEO to continue working in peace.
On the third day, Luke received a call from Lindsay.
Lindsay wanted to invite him to dinner and express her gratitude to her father, Jeffrey.
The straightforward Luke directly turned dinner into afternoon tea. They agreed on a coffee shop with a decent environment, and immediately met up. After chatting for an hour, they said goodbye with a smile.
He wasn't interested in her, and she wasn't interested in him.
However, they were friends, and an hour wasn't too much of a waste to listen to Jeffrey's thoughts.
Lindsay was very relaxed with Luke, and gave him a clear hint that he might receive a Combat Cross soon.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but there didn't seem to be any need to refuse.
He was already a lieutenant, and there was no way the other party would have the guts to make him a captain at the age of twenty.
On the other hand, he definitely had to get a medal, but there was room for maneuver.
Based on his previous performance in the explosions, it was possible for him to receive a Medal of Honor, a Combat Cross, or a Medal of Courage.
But given his age, the highest Medal of Honor wasn't suitable for him.
It was just like how a Lifetime Achievement Award wasn't suitable for most actors, because it meant that they had to make way for younger people later on.
Luke was only a few days away from turning twenty. It was a problem for him to make way for the "younger people" later on.
Therefore, he estimated that he was most likely to receive a third-tier Medal of Courage this time. Encouraging a young man like him to continue contributing to NYPD's cause was the right thing to do.
Now that it had become the second tier of the Combat Cross Medal, it retained the last bit of room for personal glory to rise, and no one could find fault with it.
After all, the original rules of the medal were: "To reward members who disregarded personal danger and fought against armed enemies, successfully and intelligently displaying extreme heroism."
It just so happened that his performance in the explosion case was completely consistent, and there was even a certain tycoon as "irrefutable evidence."
However, the commissioner had just stepped down, and the big bosses in the police station were not in the mood to hold this award ceremony. The time of the award ceremony had not been decided yet.
Just like that, Luke spent a week in peace. His clone in Italy finally received Jaina's signal to take action, along with a list of targets to clear out.
There was nothing much to say about this quest.
It was too easy for Night Devil John to deal with those gangsters, but Kingpin's right-hand man, James Wesley, was nowhere to be found.
Luke was rather disappointed.
Considering that this guy had been Kim's strategist and manager for several years, his experience and credit points were definitely in the tens of thousands.
The truth was that a smart guy was indeed much smarter and more cautious than a "fighter" like Bullseye.
He had been manipulated to "take over" the Camorra's Holy Crown, and had come and gone without a trace. Nobody had actually seen him with their own eyes.
Even Bullseye hadn't met this James for more than a year, and had only contacted him by phone or word of mouth.
Kingpin and his strategist really knew how to "lie low." Even Luke admired them.
The only thing that could comfort Luke was the 70,000 experience and credit points that the Holy Crown's core members had provided, as well as a huge amount of black money.
When Luke took down the Holy Crown, he also took away 60% of the money from this family that was mainly involved in money laundering and drug trafficking.
He put all the illegal drugs into his inventory, and found a time to throw them all into the Mediterranean Sea to feed the fish.
He also didn't let go of the hundreds of secret accounts and a large amount of cash.
He didn't bother with the remaining 40% of assets, which were all troublesome stuff like fixed assets, stocks, and precious antiques and jewelry scattered everywhere, which he left to Jaina.
Jaina was very tactful. Even though a lot of her subordinates urged her to ask the Night Demons for 60% of the Holy Crown's wealth, she didn't mention it to Luke at all. She even severely reprimanded her subordinates who were blinded by profit.
She knew very well that it didn't matter to her how much Luke took away.
The Holy Crown didn't want Luke to take away the assets, but they had already been emptied.
She wasn't her stupid brother, and wouldn't do something as stupid as falling out with the Night Demons.
This smart decision completely disappointed Luke, who had been a little hopeful.
If the Camorra had another group of people who were blinded by profit, he could have helped Jaina "clean house" again.
Unfortunately, his idea of "eating the plaintiff and eating the defendant" didn't work out in the end.
Feeling a little gloomy, Jaina suggested having dinner together as a celebratory feast, but he rejected her.
Of course, it wasn't because he thought Jaina was too old.
After leaving Rome, the doppelganger wandered around several major cities in Europe.
The vampire search algorithm, which wasn't very mature yet, didn't find any vampire nests, but the multifaceted system did find some information in America.
The clone didn't stay in Europe, and flew straight back to America.
Luke actually felt a little nostalgic when he set foot in California again.
It had to be said that compared with his childhood hometown of Shackelford, Houston, and New York, which he had just become familiar with, Los Angeles, California, was the real starting point of his career.
The sunny June seaside in California brought back a lot of memories.
The villa where Takagi had helped him when he was "down and out."
The backyard was called the pool, but it was actually a big bathtub.
Selina, who liked to sunbathe by the pool in the afternoon.
Jeff, the talkative husband, and Karen, the paranoid housewife, and the neighbor couple all seemed like yesterday.
Unfortunately, although Luke wasn't in a hurry, he couldn't go back to the villa for a stroll.
Beautiful memories were worth cherishing, but he hadn't lost his family and friends, and didn't need to rely on them to warm himself.
Becoming stronger was the only way to ensure the safety of himself and his family!
Thinking that, Luke bought a second-hand car and leisurely wandered around the city.
The person he was looking for was Roberto Pirlo, the leader of the vampires who had come to America from Rome to "visit relatives."
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