The head of the SWAT team shook his head. "Not yet. The deputy director wants to see you."
"Huh?" Luke was surprised.
The deputy director was also known as the Deputy Chief of Police.
How big was the deputy director?
How big was the position? There were only two levels above the deputy director: the assistant director and the chief director.
But in fact, the two levels were only in charge of administrative affairs, and didn't involve themselves in specific cases.
In specific cases, the deputy director was the highest commander. Ordinary major cases didn't even have his turn to deal with them.
Luke took Takagi and Jimena to the other side of the road and drove out in his Ford.
He was stopped by the SWAT team at the entrance of the underground garage. Luke showed his badge, and his car was searched. He didn't come out until a few minutes later.
He didn't want to take the bus to work tomorrow, so he had to drive his car out.
Luke parked his white Ford where the deputy director was supposed to be. He got out and asked a black officer next to him, "Excuse me, where's Deputy Director Robinson?"
Stumped for a moment, the black man looked at him strangely. "Luke Coulson?"
Luke said, "That's me."
The black officer said, "I'm Bauer. Come with me."
After taking a few steps, he circled behind a command vehicle and saw a middle-aged Caucasian man in his forties or fifties.
Captain Bauer said, "Deputy Chief, Luke is here."
When the middle-aged man saw Luke, he happily extended his hands. "Hello, Detective Luke Coulson. I'm Deputy Chief Duane Robinson. I'm proud of what you've done. You're an outstanding member of the LAPD. I'll …"
Luke interrupted him awkwardly, "Deputy Director Robinson, let me introduce you to Mr. Takagi, CEO of Nakatomi Corporation."
Stumped for a moment, Robinson immediately stretched out his hand. "Hello, Mr. Takagi." He already knew that Nakatomi Corporation had been attacked by the terrorists tonight.
So, he said in a hurry, "I'll get to the bottom of tonight's case as soon as possible. Don't worry."
Takagi, however, shook his head. "What happened tonight is already clear."
Robinson was speechless. "Well …"
Takagi bowed at Luke again. "Thank you for saving my life. If possible, I'd like to invite you to my house tomorrow."
Luke rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled. "Mr. Takagi, you'll be very busy in the next few days, so I won't bother you anymore. Can you give me your contact details? We'll talk again when we're free. How about it? "
As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the Nakatomi Building.
To be honest, the terrorists hadn't done much damage to the building. Detective John, on the other hand, had blown up the entire second floor of the building with RPGs with his C4.
The restoration project would keep Nakatomi Corporation busy for a while.
Takagi thought for a moment and nodded. He took out a business card from his pocket and gave it to Luke with both hands.
Luke accepted it with both hands and saw that it was a personal card.
Apart from a personal phone number and a name, there was nothing else.
However, most of the employees in Nakatomi Corporation didn't know this phone number.
Luke thanked him with a smile and watched Takagi and Robinson exchange pleasantries with each other. Very soon, a Lincoln limousine picked him up.
Luke faced Director Robinson again and said, "Director, my girlfriend is in shock. Can I take her home later?"
Director Robinson immediately got it. He said, "No problem. You can leave in a moment. However, you have to report to HQ tomorrow morning. We still need you to explain the case today. "
As he spoke, he gestured at Luke and led him to the side. "Luke, LAPD can take credit for today's case. Do you understand?"
Luke was puzzled. "But what about Detective John McClane …?"
Robinson didn't think it a big deal. "That's between NYPD and our department, but the FBI has nothing to do with the credit, got it?"
Luke was surprised. "The FBI? Where are they? "
Robinson sneered. "On a helicopter."
Luke suddenly cursed, which gave Director Robinson quite a fright.
He said angrily, "I was waiting for the helicopter on the roof with the hostage, but they shot at me and almost killed me. I was wondering why SWAT didn't have such crude people. It turns out that it's the FBI. "
Robinson's eyes lit up.
That was great! There was no way Luke was going to speak up for the FBI, not even out of courtesy.
Robinson patted Luke's shoulder in satisfaction. "That's good. Have a good rest and spend time with your girlfriend." He sounded a little weird towards the end.
Luke chuckled. "Yes, sir."
Robinson laughed and told him that he was free to go.
Luke saluted him and called Jimena over. They got into the car and set off.
They didn't choose to go back to Jimena's dorm, which was a college dorm. Their roommates would be able to hear them if they made any noise. Also, the bathroom was a communal one.
Luke waved his hand and checked into a hotel.
After all, Sergei had only spent a small portion of his money. Luke simply took Jimena to the Beverly Hills Hotel and booked a luxurious suite for eight hundred dollars a night.
Luke and Selina smiled at each other after they entered the suite. They visited the bathroom first, as well as the French windows, the dining table, the sofa, and the comfortable bed.
The next morning, Luke was woken up by his phone.
He picked up the phone and heard Dustin's voice. "Where have you been? Selina said you weren't home. "
Luke said, "I left with my girlfriend last night."
Dustin paused for a moment before he said helplessly, "You still have to pay attention to the time, don't you? HQ called me about last night's case. I need to take you to HQ to cooperate with the investigation. "
Luke yawned. "Huh? What time is it?"
Dustin said, "It's ten past nine. How much longer do you want to stay?"
Luke said helplessly, "Fine. I'll be at the police department in thirty minutes."
Dustin said, "You only have twenty minutes." He then hung up.
Luke snorted. You always say nice things when you need my help, but you're turning against me now that it's over.
On the other side, Jimena wasn't moving at all on the bed.
Luke called her a few times, only to find that he couldn't wake her up. He could only quickly wash up.
After he came out, he put a thousand dollars and a piece of paper on the nightstand and pressed them under Jimena's phone. He then rubbed her plump breasts before he left in high spirits.
He paid the bill at the front desk and told them to knock on the door again before he left in his car.
Luke was extremely bored after that. Dustin took him to Park Center, which was LAPD HQ.
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