Even though Takagi had given him his card and claimed that he was his savior, Luke didn't have much hope for a reward.
He knew the people of Japan quite well.
In his previous life, the Chinese people had been debating about the Japanese people over and over again. They had practically pulled out all the good and bad things about the Japanese people.
The people of this country were usually humble, trustworthy, respectful, courteous, and particular about the relationship between superiors and subordinates. They were particular about seniority.
But the people of this country also had the hidden urge to overthrow their superiors, and would erupt whenever there was a suitable opportunity.
They would become ferocious, bloodthirsty beasts who could commit all kinds of atrocities, including murdering one's parents or subjugating one's superiors.
All of these would be recorded by themselves and passed down as legendary stories, passed down from generation to generation.
This race is complex and extremely two-sided.
Thus, Luke didn't think much of Takagi. Even though the man had bowed to him respectfully, it was only out of habit, and didn't mean that he really took Luke seriously.
The TV report continued, and Takagi suddenly appeared. "We'll transfer the bonds and upgrade the vault's security. However, I have to make one more point. The power supply system in Los Angeles is really terrible. A place like the central area can actually have a large-scale blackout. That's why the robbers opened the last layer of electromagnetic protection in our vault. We'll sue the power company. "
Luke and Selina looked at each other in bewilderment.
After a long while, Luke finally said, "So, that's how the robbers opened the vault. I was wondering why they didn't ask for Takagi's password. "
He also knew that it was the FBI's idea to cut off the power, or it would've been very difficult to do that in downtown Los Angeles. Ordinary people didn't even know where the power hub was.
Only the FBI or the police could force the power company to cut off the power.
Hearing Luke's explanation of the FBI's actions, Selina burst into laughter. "So, aren't they going to be the scapegoats?"
Luke shrugged. "In this case, LAPD has me, and McClane has someone else's wife. Who else can Nakatomi turn to? Of course, they can only blame themselves for being useless, and almost helping the robbers steal 640 million from the FBI. "
He more or less understood why the FBI was so dismissive.
Because they had poked a hole in the basket, but they had no credit at all. This time, the person in charge of this case might be demoted.
Luke was delighted to see that.
Just this group of idiotic subordinates, the moment the helicopter went up, they gave him a barrage of bullets.
If not for his quick reflexes, his corpse would be cold now.
He didn't add insult to injury because … he didn't have the ability to cause trouble for the FBI. That was something only the big boss of the police department could do.
After chatting with Selina for a while, both of them showered and went back to their rooms to sleep.
A new day arrived, and Catherine also called to say that they were ready to leave for Los Angeles the next day.
After asking around, Luke learned that the whole family was flying over. Of course, he welcomed it, and said that he would pay for the plane tickets and accommodation.
Selina was happy to hear that.
Robert could be considered as part of her family. She had been working under Robert ever since she entered the industry, so they were very familiar with each other.
She volunteered to pick them up at the airport tomorrow and take them to a hotel.
Naturally, Luke didn't mind. It would be even more convenient if Selina was willing to help.
Luke and Selina still had to work in a couple of days, so he could take Robert's family out for a vacation.
While he was thinking, his phone rang, and Dustin asked, "What did you give that old guy Takagi? He said that he would personally reward you with a million dollars. "
Luke: "Huh?"
Dustin smiled bitterly. "Yes, he gave it to you personally, not Nakatomi Corporation. So, you're going to be a millionaire very soon, Luke. "
Luke frowned. That wasn't a good title.
Thinking for a moment, he asked, "What can we get from this?"
Dustin said, "Nakatomi Corporation is willing to donate half a million dollars to our department to improve our equipment, like walkie-talkies."
Luke was lost for words. Was Nakatomi Corporation mocking him? Last time, they had to rely on Detective John's walkie-talkie, and they had to throw down a criminal's body before they could make a successful report.
In the meantime, Detective John's call for help on the walkie-talkie was ignored by the LAPD operators, who thought it was a prank.
If it weren't for Luke and Detective John, the dozens of people from Nakatomi Corporation would've been killed, and a lot of people in LAPD would've been killed, including the operators.
Of course, it was widely acknowledged that American police operators were unreliable.
That was probably because there were too many unreliable people who called 911. When operators ran into too many of them, it was inevitable that they would mistake a real call for help for a prank.
After a brief silence, Luke asked, "Boss, do you have any suggestions?"
Dustin scratched his head.
America was a country of money, and money was more practical than anything else. What could he say?
But what Takagi did was a slap in the face to LAPD.
So, he said, "If it's possible, can you keep Mr. Takagi's personal reward a secret? As long as both parties know about it? "
Luke thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Okay, boss. I'll try."
He found the name card that Takagi had given him and called him.
A moment later, a low male voice rang out. "This is Takagi. May I know who this is?"
Luke said, "Luke Coulson, the detective from Westside. Do you remember him?"
Takagi's voice immediately turned gentle. "Oh, Mr. Luke, I was just about to call you."
Luke chuckled. "Hello, Mr. Takagi. I heard from my colleagues that you're going to give me a personal reward? "
Takagi said solemnly, "Yes, it's just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew very well that it wasn't a small token of appreciation.
Pondering for a moment, he said, "Mr. Takagi, why don't you change your personal reward? My family is coming to Los Angeles tomorrow for a week. You can arrange their accommodation and travel for the week. How does that sound? "
After a brief silence, Takagi said, "It's not enough to repay you for saving my life."
Luke chuckled. "Mr. Takagi, I'm a police officer. It's just my job."
Takagi, however, smiled. "No, Mr. Luke, I know very well that American police officers aren't obligated to protect specific people. The American police have no obligation to protect specific people. Saving me is not your responsibility. "
Luke was stumped for a moment. He hadn't thought of that before.
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