Luke watched everything in silence.
Unlike before, this was his most "civilized" operation so far.
Apart from using the power of the Internet, the media, and public opinion, he only used his superpowers to hypnotize and control them to search for clues.
The rest of the confrontation was done on TV and the Internet.
However, he didn't have much of a preference for this kind of behavior. After all, it was a little boring.
However, he only had to move his fingers and type on the keyboard, and a few scumbags who he couldn't kill personally were executed in public. A social death was still something to be happy about.
The real purge wouldn't begin until this storm was over.
At that time, what awaited some bigshots wouldn't be a social death, but a physical death.
The purge process would take at least two months, or even longer.
So, if the people in the black notebook were lucky, they could still live until next year.
This was sad news for the system. After all, it was a lot of experience and credit points.
On the contrary, Luke's days were a lot more relaxed.
Since Batman and the black catgirl were at the center of the storm, he could only cancel his daily activities of cleaning up gang members every two days.
He couldn't show his face even when he went out, nor could he use the Bone Shatter Twin Devils' signature methods.
Selina and Gold Nugget went out a few times, but all they did was loot the drug dealers and give it to Luke to destroy.
This way, they didn't gain much experience and credit points, and they didn't cause much of a stir.
The only reaction from New York's underground world was that the retail price of the drugs rose again, to five to ten times what it was a few months ago.
Luke and Selina didn't feel any guilt about that.
Can't afford it? Then quit. It's good for your body, for others, and for society.
The situation in NYPD had also changed a lot.
Sheriff Nelson had already been confirmed as commissioner, and was only waiting for him to officially take office in October.
But the mess left for him wasn't very good.
There was a considerable wave of resignations among NYPD officers, and the response from the newly recruited officers was very poor.
The number of officers who died in the line of duty in the attack by the Experimentals scared too many people.
The officers weren't afraid of gangs with guns, but they weren't confident that they could deal with monsters that appeared out of nowhere.
After this battle, less than 3% of NYPD officers died in the line of duty, but with the resignations, the number had dropped to 10%.
Chief Nelson had to relax the police recruitment regulations, lowering the education level to a high school graduate, and lowering the age limit to 17.5 years old.
At the age of seventeen and a half, one could spend three months in the police academy for training and another three months as an intern. At the age of eighteen, one could become an official police officer.
As a result, the recruitment of police officers was finally back on track.
For many young people, being a police officer was better than not having a job.
Other than praying that they would not encounter an attack by the Experimentals, most people had no other choice.
Attacks did not happen every day and night, but the pressure of life was ever-present.
Thus, Luke and Selina had nothing to say when they "received" the "newcomers" in Walter's office.
Looking at Luke's helpless expression, Walter scratched his head. "You … don't look like that. There's nothing I can do. Now, everyone in the Detective Bureau has to bring in new people. John and Joe are even split up. It's very troublesome for the sub-bureaus to recruit new people. "
Luke could only nod.
He had to thank the power of money that he and Selina weren't separated.
Nelson, who had just received a large donation, didn't dare mess with Luke.
Brad was unlucky, and Nelson had taken over, which showed Walter how precise Luke's positioning was.
It was Luke who had come knocking on his door to suggest that Walter be reinstated and even promoted.
Walter was just a straightforward person, but he wasn't really stupid.
So, John and Joe had to split up to bring in new people, while Luke and Selina had to bring in new people.
Leaving the office, they looked at the two "newcomers" outside the door with complicated expressions. Luke and Selina didn't pretend to be seniors, and shook hands with them as usual.
Selina also gave them a rundown of the things to take note of in the Detective Bureau.
It was pretty much who they looked for for chores, who they looked for for intelligence, and if they needed military support, they looked for … hm, Sergeant John McClane.
This group of "newcomers" was Maggie Hotra, a 26-year-old American woman who had been transferred from the 26th Precinct.
Brett Mahoney was a 25-year-old African American man who had been transferred from the 15th Precinct.
Brett's expression was clearly even stranger than Maggie's, because he had seen Luke and Selina before. However, that was at the 15th Precinct, and he only knew that they were detectives.
He hadn't expected that after he was promoted and transferred to HQ, he would actually be a "newcomer" for these two.
Was HQ already so radical that they were using such young detectives as their main force? Brett couldn't help but think this.
But after being "led" for a few days as newcomers, Brett and Maggie both knew that Luke and Selina were veteran detectives, and definitely not people who had connections.
Whether it was in terms of case experience, connections, methods, or precautions, they were impeccable.
In fact, Luke and Selina rarely interfered with Brett and Selina's cases. They only gave necessary reminders, and didn't act like "seniors in the police department."
Anyone who could be transferred to the Detective Bureau now wasn't a rookie.
Brett, as a sergeant, still had to be groomed as a future backbone.
After all, he was one of the few good officers in the 15th Precinct. He hadn't colluded with other illegal officers, and had even helped Ma Xiaohong's lawyer a few times. He was a "seed" at HQ, which was why he had been transferred here.
Maggie was also a level 2 detective and had a lot of experience. If she performed well, she might be promoted to superintendent in the near future.
There was nothing she could do about it.
Seven or eight colleagues in the Detective Bureau had resigned due to the large-scale deaths in the line of duty.
Some of the younger ones wanted to change careers, and the older ones would also work hard to change careers.
Being a police officer in New York was really a high-risk job. New York was one of the most expensive places in the world, but police salaries weren't as high as LAPD's.
Without enough money, there were clearly fewer people who were willing to risk their lives.
Although Sergeant Nelson said that he would try his best to increase everyone's salaries, tens of thousands of police officers had to raise their salaries by a few thousand a year, which would cost hundreds of millions of dollars a year.
The New York City government definitely didn't have such a high budget for NYPD to squander. It was more likely that they would fire their employees and give up on most areas that weren't "profitable."
In this situation, it really wasn't clear whether Sergeant Nelson was lucky or unlucky to be promoted.
However, Titanium Phone Company's annual donation was the norm. Luke, who had the money, didn't care who came in or out. In any case, he didn't dare undermine the money.
Since it wasn't possible to ask the New York City government for help, the rich people who donated money were all NYPD bosses.
Every year, whether NYPD got what it wanted depended on the signatures of these big shots.
As Luke and Selina led the "rookie" agents, it was September. New York became cloudy, cold, and rainy again, and the sun rarely appeared again.
Selina, who had enjoyed a rare sunbath, had no choice but to bid farewell to her bikini.
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