After Luke saved her last time, the DEA had paid a price to get a sniper from Westside Police Department.
It was also from this sniper that Palmer and the others obtained more information about the Creator.
Although they still didn't know the creator's real identity, they could vaguely see an important drug transportation route.
At the same time, Palmer had a better understanding of Luke's combat ability.
The sniper was a retired special force member, but he had been knocked out before he could even see who Luke was.
Palmer didn't dare bet on Luke and Selina's efficiency in solving cases.
Luke said with a smile, "This case isn't a big deal. We don't have to investigate it if you need it. But Martin … "
After a brief silence, Palmer was rather upset. "Martin's condition … isn't very good. Roger has already contacted a secluded sanatorium in the countryside for him. The doctors there will give him a more complete treatment."
Luke was stunned. "Martin's condition … is that serious?"
He had been busy with the cases that Roger and Martin had handed over to him in the past few days, and hadn't noticed.
On second thought, he realized what was going on.
The fewer people who knew about Martin's condition, the better. Some people might not be willing to help keep it a secret, and Martin might not be able to come back to work even after he recovered.
Palmer had only told him this because Luke had treated Martin well, and she trusted his character.
Luke nodded. "You know better than I do. I've returned the favor. We haven't started investigating this case yet. You can do whatever you want. "
Palmer looked at him. "Thank you."
Luke waved his hand. "Alright. I won't keep you busy. Selina and I are going to have a picnic on the ridge. You can come and have some food when you're free. "
Palmer was surprised. "Huh?"
A moment later, four DEA agents, including Palmer, began their investigation on the road.
One of the agents, who was in his thirties, turned around and shielded his eyes from the sun. He clicked his tongue and said, "Young, beautiful, and free. I'm so jealous."
Palmer glanced at him, but quickly looked away. "His name is Luke."
The male agent was her new partner. He didn't think much of it. "Skywalker?"
Palmer chuckled. "Luke Coulson, from the Major Crimes Division."
The male agent was stunned for a moment. "Wait, this name … is that Luke?"
Palmer continued to examine the scene and said, "Yes, if you've heard of the Nakatomi Plaza robbery, it's also him."
The male agent thought for a moment and immediately shut his mouth.
The Nakatomi Building case had caused quite a stir.
640 million worth of bearer bonds, more than 50 hostages, all kinds of explosions, more than 50 robbers with heavy firepower, and the gimmick of pretending to be terrorists. Basically, all the classic elements of a hot piece of news were included in it.
Although the police department hadn't released Luke and John McClane's personal information to protect the officers involved, the DEA, which was also a police department, still knew some inside information.
For example, one of the two unknown detectives was a real LAPD officer, and he was one of the main combatants.
These rumors hadn't been officially confirmed, but there were already rumors in the Los Angeles police circle that there was a super capable officer in the LAPD.
Of course, the people who talked about it didn't care, and the people who listened just laughed casually. Nobody pursued the matter.
The male agent had mixed feelings when he suddenly saw such a legendary figure in front of him while they were sunbathing on the ridge.
He definitely wasn't jealous. Killing a lot and making a lot of money were two different things.
However, he couldn't just say whatever he wanted. It was understandable for a capable person to be a little more reckless at a young age.
If he said too much, it would be easy to think that he was sour grapes, and Palmer's impression of his new partner would drop significantly.
On the ridge, Selina drank her drink and looked at the agent who was searching for clues on the road down the mountain. "Is it really okay for us to be so relaxed?"
Luke was sunbathing, which was rare for him. He was holding a small piece of oprah in his hand. "Agent Palmer will be in a bad mood if we're too active."
Selina sighed. "Are you always this unreserved when you meet a beautiful woman?"
Luke chuckled. "She has someone up there, Deputy Director Bill from the DEA's Los Angeles branch."
Selina nodded. "What are you up to?"
Luke shrugged. "It's better to be prepared. It's not a big deal to give Palmer a favor. She won't be able to turn me down if I have a favor to ask. "
Selina thought for a moment and agreed.
The DEA (Drug Enforcement Agency) was not simple. Compared to the ordinary PD (Police Department), they were more inclined towards combat units.
At the same time, their intelligence network and personnel were concentrated in North and South America, as well as parts of Asia.
It wasn't a bad deal to leave a favor in the DEA, not to mention that it was from an agent like Palmer, who had a powerful backer.
The two of them leisurely spent the entire afternoon there. When Palmer and the others finished their work, they even waved at the ridge before getting in the car and leaving.
The beautiful agent was very busy and didn't have time to climb up the mountain to say goodbye.
Luke had planned to relax until five before they went home for dinner. That way, he would be able to relax from the series of cases he had been working on.
But just after four o 'clock, his phone rang.
He took it out and said a few words. Luke thought for a moment, then said to Selina, "Let's go to the hospital."
Selina asked, "What?" She began to clean up as she spoke.
Luke said, "Do you remember the woman who was shot while robbing a baby? She called me and said that her husband had arrived and wanted to thank us in person. "
Selina found it odd as she put on her clothes. "Why did he want to thank us?"
After the gunfight in the park that day, some weirdo or poor guy would definitely sue Luke for being shot. That was perfectly normal.
Luke shrugged. "He wanted to thank us for saving her. Her husband came and insisted on meeting us in person."
When they arrived at the hospital, they met the woman who had been shot in a regular ward. Luke hugged her with a smile. "How are you? May, is your leg better? "
The woman named Mei grinned. Her pearly white teeth were pleasing to the eye. "Much better. The doctor said that there's no big problem with my leg. As long as I rest well and do some rehabilitation, it won't affect my mobility."
Luke nodded. "That's good. Are there any other problems? For example, the medical bills. "
May shook her head quickly. "That's fine. I have insurance."
Luke said with a smile, "Let me know if you're in trouble. I can still help you collect some donations."
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