As he spoke, the officer gestured for his colleague to move away the spikes at the exit.
Luke nodded with a smile. "Thank you."
The officer said, "You're welcome, Detective Lu. It's our job."
Watching the scene in silence, Weyland found it odd. Why were these officers and detectives so polite, and even … respectful, to Luke when they weren't really superiors and subordinates?
Weyland didn't know that this officer had been at the security gate in the lobby just now.
He had witnessed Luke's combat ability with his own eyes, as well as the fact that Luke had risked his life to take away the two bags of bombs, which had saved him and a lot of people.
Naturally, this officer's attitude was different.
However, the police department had already issued a confidential notice regarding the terrorist attack. He didn't call Luke's name to avoid possible trouble for Luke.
The car drove slowly. In the end, Luke showed his police ID again and saw them off at the police checkpoint.
He waved at the two old men on the side of the road and said, "Gentlemen, I have a mission to attend to. This is as far as I can see you off. Goodbye."
Takagi bowed. "Thank you very much, Detective Luke."
Weyland didn't move much, and simply nodded in acknowledgment.
Luke nodded with a smile and returned to the park.
The car started up, and Weyland's dissatisfaction was gone when he saw Luke put on his mask again and return to the blockade.
This proved that Luke wasn't wearing a mask because of his stench.
Weyland finally asked, "Who is he? He got us out just like that? "
He had already contacted some people just now, but was told that he had to give his statement to the police if he wanted to leave.
Of course, Weyland knew that his company was involved in the attack, and he couldn't leave easily given his status.
A smile appeared on Takagi's solemn face as he reminisced. "He's just a minor detective. Rumor has it that he's backed by a bigshot from LAPD, but I don't think that's possible. "
Weyland was a little curious. "Then why did he get the police to let us go?"
Pondering for a moment, Takagi didn't directly reveal Luke's past accomplishments.
Luke's profession and the criminals he dealt with were too dangerous.
He simply said, "He's definitely a professional who's best at dealing with violence like this."
Weyland asked, "Did he take the SATs?"
Greenwood smiled and shook his head, "No. But I can assure you that he is one of the most professional and efficient cops in all of Los Angeles, SAT included. Yeah, even the FBI and DEA. "
At least, Takagi had never heard of an agent from one of these departments who could take on fifty people at once and come out unscathed.
Weyland looked at him in surprise. "You're that good?"
Takagi nodded with certainty.
He wasn't a passerby like Weyland, and had a much deeper understanding of Luke.
Through his own connections, he had a rough understanding of what had happened at the Stark Industrial Park.
He didn't need to think too much to guess what role Luke had played in this matter.
The expression of the police officer in the underground parking lot was very similar to that of the SAT team leader in the Nakatomi Plaza robbery.
But Takagi wouldn't reveal too much about Luke before the authorities came to a conclusion about whether Weyland had anything to do with this attack or not.
The Stark Industrial Park had already become a bustling market.
The police and Stark Industries' security had cordoned off the park and started to screen the tourists. Everyone in the park had to be identified before they were allowed in.
If the two bags of bombs had been placed in the right place, they could have sent a thousand people to heaven. They had to find out whether the criminals had accomplices lurking in the park.
After seeing Takagi and Weyland off, Luke returned to the bathroom.
The two trash cans where the criminals had taken out their guns earlier were still there.
After making a phone call, he frowned and pondered.
He had been busy fighting and dealing with the bombs, and hadn't thought too deeply about the two trash cans.
But now that the dust had settled, he didn't need to think too much to know that the most serious problem was with the two trash cans.
Without the weapons and bombs in the two trash cans, the criminals wouldn't have been a threat to the building at all, nor would they have posed much of a threat to the tourists.
Killing someone empty-handed and killing someone with a gun were two very different things, not to mention the fact that the twenty or so security guards and police officers in the lobby were all armed.
So, the question was: Why did he smell the scent of someone with a memory on the trash cans?
Luke had a memory of the scent, which meant that the person wasn't a random passerby, or he wouldn't have noticed it.
But he couldn't remember who it was, which meant that he wasn't familiar with the person. Maybe he had made a "backup" at some point.
But it couldn't have been recently, because his memory had been very clear recently.
At that moment, Luke first ruled out anyone who he had an impression of but was mediocre in status and ability.
Anyone who could get these guns and bombs into the Stark Industrial Park building definitely couldn't be an ordinary person.
Very soon, he found someone in his memories from the past few months, and matched the scent of the person's scent with the one on the trash cans.
It was that guy?! Luke frowned.
Speaking of which, Luke, Tony Stark, and that person had appeared at the same time and place again.
However, the red-skinned weirdo had been beaten like a ball by a certain terrifying woman at the Aurora Hotel in Las Vegas last time.
Why was he bold enough to come to Los Angeles to target Tony Stark this time?
Luke couldn't figure it out.
If he wanted revenge, he should be after the woman, right?
As soon as he thought that, Luke realized that whoever dared to mess with that long-legged woman would have a death wish.
Luke was much stronger than he had been on the trip to Las Vegas, but he still wasn't confident that he could defeat the woman.
Just like that, Luke stayed in the hallway alone for half an hour.
No one else came in. The people in the building could only leave, not enter. They were all asked to leave, including the police.
Apart from Luke, the other police officers were stationed around the building and in key locations.
Although Luke was certain that the criminals had only taken the two bags of bombs from the trash cans, there was no guarantee that other dangerous items hadn't been smuggled into the building.
Suddenly, the sound of unhurried footsteps rang in his ears.
There were two people, and the footsteps of one of them were quite familiar.
Luke turned his head, only to see Luke straighten up from where he had been leaning against the wall and greet him with a smile. "Hello, Captain Wales. And this is … "
When he saw the man's face, both of them were struck by a strange feeling.
The newcomer was also smiling. He stretched out a hand at Luke and said, "Hello, Luke. You can call me Phil. "
Luke shook hands with Phil and nodded. "I've already explained the situation to Captain Wales. The guy who can't even be hit by bullets is over there." He pointed.
Phil and Wales looked over, and saw a body lying on the ground.
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