It was already the middle of December, and Christmas was only ten days away.
During the last battle in New York, Luke's nest had been very lucky. Firstly, it hadn't been blown up, secondly, it hadn't been crushed to smithereens, and thirdly, it hadn't been riddled with holes.
It had to be noted that his place was only a little more than two kilometers away from Stark Plaza, which was the hardest hit by Chitauri soldiers.
It was a miracle that the nest had been preserved so well. However, there were a lot of debris and stains on the exterior.
Who knew how those flying Chitauri soldiers had done it? In any case, the walls of the building were a mix of gray, black, yellow, and red, and looked a little like abstract graffiti.
If it were any other time, Luke could've asked someone from the home improvement company to help with the exterior decoration.
But the company was too busy right now, and he could only rely on himself with Selina.
Luke was painting the wall on the left, and Selina was painting the wall on the right.
After painting for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Say, can't we change it to another color? White or brick red is fine. Why do we have to paint it gray? "
As he painted, Luke said casually, "Do you think white, red, or gray is more eye-catching? The buildings around us are all gray, and our place is the only beautiful one. What if we get attacked next time? "
Selina was lost for words.
It sounded nonsensical, but it was actually very possible.
Most of the time, people would subconsciously look for eye-catching landmarks.
If the color of the building stood out, it might really be dangerous.
This was even more so when the neighbors were all apartment buildings of similar heights, and didn't have skyscrapers to attract fire.
The new renovation plan for Stark Plaza was as high as thirty million, and it was all over the news.
Luke and Selina were nimble, and with the remote control that he had set up, they were almost done in an hour.
Suddenly, there was a lot of shouting and shouting. They turned their heads and looked dozens of meters away.
There, two groups of people were confronting each other.
After a few glances, Luke controlled the remote control to land on the second floor and jumped down.
Selina hurriedly put down the paint bucket and brush in her hands and jumped down as well. "Wait for me."
After catching up with Luke, she asked, "What's wrong? What's going on?"
Luke said, "You know Tony Stark's Disaster Control Department, right? That lady is the head of the department. "
Selena replied, "Oh."
Luke said, "I met one of the people who were arguing with them. Hmm, he can be considered a good person. "
Selina asked, "Who?"
Luke said, "The middle-aged white man in the lead should be called … Adrian? Last time, when the bandits took advantage of the California earthquake to break into the Los Angeles prison, I hitched a ride to the prison that night. "
Selina nodded and said nothing.
Luke was a man who valued favors, and generally wouldn't accept help from others, even if it was just for a ride.
Since this was happening right in front of him, he would definitely do something about it.
When they got closer, they had already taken out their badges and hung them in front of their chests.
Luke didn't waste any time and directly shouted as he squeezed through the crowd. "NYPD, what's going on here?"
The two groups looked at each other in surprise. NYPD was so busy right now that they actually had the time to take care of such a trivial quarrel?
The middle-aged white man, Adrian, was stunned when he saw Luke, and a look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.
Luke walked to the center, which was between Adrian and the middle-aged woman. "What's the problem?"
The chubby woman shook her head calmly. "No. It's over. "
Luke nodded and turned around to look at Adrian. "Sir, is there a problem?"
Adrian had already found an impression of Luke in his memories.
In fact, if it wasn't for Luke, he wouldn't have come to New York, and he wouldn't be in his current predicament.
Of course, he couldn't blame Luke for what had happened to him. It could only be said that Lady Luck wasn't on his side.
Seeing Luke blink as if it was nothing out of the ordinary, Adrian's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "I have a problem. It's like this … "
Adrian's explanation was simple and clear.
He was the one who had contracted the New York authorities to clean up the ruins of the buildings caused by the battle in New York. When he cleaned them up, he had also collected the Chitauri equipment and sent them to the authorities' recycling center.
In the end, this middle-aged woman, Annie Hogg, was holding an official document, indicating that the city government had already handed over the work to Stark Industries' disaster control department.
Annie seemed to have known what was going to happen. She simply waved her hand, and one of her attendants took out a document and gave it to Luke.
Luke took it and flipped through a few pages, confirming that there was nothing wrong with the procedure.
Plus, from the curses of the middle-aged men behind Adrian earlier, he had a rough idea of what was going on.
"It's useless to talk to her. She's just an errand boy." Nodding, he said to Adrian, "Let's go. I'm familiar with a law firm over there. I'll ask them what we can do for you."
After a brief hesitation, Adrian followed him.
He actually knew that it was useless to kick up a fuss like this.
The disaster control department was a department under Stark Industries. What right did he have to compete with them?
It was just that he and his old buddies couldn't take it lying down.
After taking a few steps, he realized that nobody was following him. He glanced at his old buddies and said, "Let's go. Didn't you hear? This Ms. Hogg is just an errand boy. It's pointless for us to say so much. "
Hearing that, the middle-aged men looked at each other in bewilderment. They then laughed and nodded as they mocked Annie.
"That's right. All she can do is wave the documents of those politicians."
"Don't spout nonsense. Maybe her ancestors were once prominent."
"That's right. She's a" minister. "We can't afford to offend her."
They deliberately raised their voices and laughed as they walked away.
The people behind Annie had strange expressions on their faces. Only the man who had handed over the documents just now stepped forward. "Minister, we …"
Annie raised her hand. "Okay, we're busy. Let's go."
Saying that, she turned around and walked to her car.
While Luke's words weren't pleasant, they had solved the problem. At the very least, the brainless cleaners had left on their own accord and didn't waste each other's time.
In any case, the other party didn't have a job anymore, so it didn't matter if they wasted their time to disgust her.
She was paid a high salary by Stark Industries. It wasn't wrong to say that she was just an errand boy.
This was just a way to resolve a dispute.
On the surface, the young detective was on the other party's side.
But in fact, he didn't fight for anything for the other party. Instead, he let them leave.
This guy is quite capable! That was what Annie thought. Unfortunately, he's still a little rough around the edges. If those who cared about their reputation heard those words, they would probably hate him for a long time.
The subordinates who got into the car with her secretly paid attention to their boss's reaction, and were surprised to see that she was actually smiling.
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