"Right, how was this guy arrested?" Luke asked casually.
Elsa had a strange expression on her face when she heard the question. "It's said that he was stopped by the motorcycle patrol because one of his taillights wasn't on, and he was arrested."
Selina was stunned. "How is that possible?"
Elsa said, "That's exactly what happened. He couldn't prove that the car was his because he couldn't show the driver's license. In fact, the car really wasn't his. "
Luke said with a smile, "You really can't blame us for that. It's all thanks to the patrol officers."
Selina still found it odd. "But why would such a criminal be transferred in a regular prison van?"
Elsa said, "The police only treated him as a thief, and didn't find out who he was."
Luke shrugged. "It must've been God's will. He should've been arrested in Los Angeles. Why else would he be sent to jail for stealing a car?"
Elsa was also speechless.
Recently, Los Angeles had been reducing the number of criminals being prosecuted and sent to jail, but this guy had been sent to jail on suspicion of stealing a car.
After chatting for a while, Luke and Selina went back to work.
The district attorney and the judge only hoped that there would be fewer minor cases, but they couldn't slack off when it came to homicide cases.
It was almost noon, and Luke and Selina were looking for a place to have lunch downtown.
At that moment, a helicopter with a large "LAPD" on it flew past them and headed for a building not far away.
Luke didn't think much of it.
LAPD had dozens of helicopters.
LAPD was definitely one of the top three police departments in America that were best at arresting criminals.
As Luke drove on, he saw the helicopter slowly land on a building, which was LAPD's headquarters.
When the helicopter approached the top of the building, it suddenly tilted and shook.
Luke frowned. The pilot of a police helicopter couldn't be that skilled, could he?
But in the next moment, faint black smoke rose from the helicopter, and it began to spin before it fell.
Luke knew that something wasn't right. Something was wrong with the helicopter.
Stepping on the gas, he said, "Selina, notify the police department that something's wrong with the helicopter."
Selina had also seen the smoking helicopter that was descending in a spiral. Of course, she understood.
Although the police department would know immediately, it was always better to respond as soon as possible.
The police car sped forward, the lights in the car lit up, the alarm sounded, and the car rushed straight to the police station building.
In fact, as soon as Selina finished her report, the radio in the police station exploded.
"The HQ's helicopter has been attacked by unknown people and has crashed. Police officers nearby, please go and maintain order."
"All police officers near the HQ should be on high alert. Be on the lookout for possible attacks by bandits."
"Evacuate the nearby streets immediately to avoid congestion."
Luke and Selina weren't far away, but it still took them several minutes to reach the police department in the heavy traffic.
There were already many police officers present. At the same time, a large number of police officers came out of the building to maintain order.
A helicopter landed on the ground, and seven or eight police officers were busy working on it.
Luke stopped the car and said to Selina, "Help me maintain order and keep an eye out for anyone suspicious."
He put on his badge and walked quickly to the helicopter.
The police officers at the helicopter were trying to rescue the pilot.
But without professional tools, there was only a small area that could be used, and the rescue operation had not been successful.
Luke could already smell the gasoline.
Although it wasn't common in the movies for vehicles to leak oil and explode the moment the oil leaked, it was still possible for them to catch on fire.
He walked over and saw three or four police officers trying to pull open the deformed door.
The door kept rattling, but it couldn't be opened completely, so the heavily injured driver couldn't escape.
The pilot was lucky that the helicopter didn't fall straight down. Instead, it spiraled down.
He was only seriously injured, not dead yet.
Luke shouted, "Move."
The police officers subconsciously glanced at him, and when they saw his badge, they immediately shifted their bodies.
But as soon as they moved aside, they grew suspicious again. After all, Luke looked too young.
However, the situation was urgent, and they didn't have any good ideas.
Luke walked over and said quickly, "When I use my strength later, everyone who can hold my hand should do the same."
After saying that, he grabbed the slightly opened door with both hands, kicked the fuselage hard with one foot, and roared, "Open! Ahhhhh!"
As he exerted force, the plane door made an unpleasant creaking sound.
The police officers at the side were stunned.
Luke, however, roared, "What are you looking at? Help!"
The police officers closest to him immediately came back to themselves, and those who could help started to pull the door.
Under their furious efforts, the plane door finally opened completely.
Luke, however, mumbled inwardly, Why don't you put your hands on it? It'll be too conspicuous if I open it alone!
Even if he could tear the entire door off with one hand, he couldn't do that in public under the watchful eyes of so many people.
With the police officers around him, pulling the door open was the result of everyone's efforts.
After the deformed door opened, Luke took out a knife and quickly cut off the driver's restraints while he asked the pilot questions.
This was a common scene in movies, and it wasn't nonsense.
First of all, the patient's answers could prove that his airway wasn't blocked by a foreign object.
Secondly, through the questions and answers, it could be determined whether or not the patient was conscious, and confusion could mean massive bleeding.
Finally, the rescuer could also try to determine the patient's injuries to avoid further injuries while moving.
As he worked, Luke asked questions and sighed inwardly. There wasn't much hope for the pilot to survive, and he might be disabled even if he recovered.
But as long as he was alive, there was always hope.
Holding the pilot's head and neck firmly in place, Luke gently and gently lifted the pilot out of the helicopter. He walked at a steady pace to the side of the road and put him on the ground.
"One of you has to stay here to watch him. His spine is injured, and there might be something wrong with his neck. He's also broken a few ribs, and we're not sure if he's bleeding internally." He quickly said to the officers around him, "Call an ambulance immediately. He's in a critical condition. Just tell the paramedics what I said, it will save them some time. "
The officers quickly nodded.
Although the detective was young, he was very professional when he examined the wound and rescued the pilot … Well, at least he looked very professional.
After rescuing the pilot, Luke went over to Selina and helped her evacuate the surrounding people.
There were too many people in the central area of a major city.
Many people actually didn't hear the noise until several minutes later, when they were inexplicably told by some lunatics that it was an air raid and that they had discovered the bomb, and they immediately scattered in panic.
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