There were a lot of people in Los Angeles who needed help tonight.
But the bigshots upstairs were definitely the most useless. Luke and Selina didn't want to waste any time on them.
Luke arrived at Selina's place in less than five minutes. Looking at the officers, he smiled. "Don't be hasty. Let's go up and take a look first. Those bigshots must have the money to hire a helicopter taxi if they can make space for a helicopter to land."
Sweating profusely, the officers nodded with bitter smiles on their faces. Those who still had some strength said, "That would be great. Thank you."
After saying that, Luke continued up the stairs with Selina.
Selina had already recovered by then, but Luke put her on his back after only two floors and said in a low voice, "Okay, let's go up and get rid of those pigs."
With Selina on his back, Luke jogged all the way to the rooftop instead of the banquet hall.
Putting Selina down, they examined the rooftop. Selina asked curiously, "Isn't it just a big iron frame? Why did they ask us to climb 82 floors to pick them up if they can land the helicopter just by moving it? "
Pondering for a moment, Luke said, "Because they're pigs?"
Selina snorted disdainfully. "Even pigs know how to fight for food. Can't these guys find a way out for themselves?"
Luke shrugged. "They're too busy making money to remember how to work. Okay, I'll pull up the iron frame. You go down and tell those pigs … well, the distinguished ladies and gentlemen to get a helicopter to pick them up and get lost. "
Of course, Selina didn't have any objections. She adjusted her walkie-talkie and spoke to the officers who were resting on the 50th floor. "Hey, you don't have to come up. There are just a few iron frames upstairs. The helicopter can land easily …"
"Why aren't they moving? How would I know? Maybe they're disabled. "
"Disabled? Let me think. Maybe they're brain disabled? "
Luke couldn't help but smile when he heard Selina's words.
She must've been pissed off tonight.
But he wouldn't blame her.
Even Luke wanted to hit her.
There was only a big iron frame and some junk on the rooftop. The big iron frame had fallen on the helipad, and the helicopter couldn't land.
However, even though the frame was big, it didn't weigh more than ten tons.
It was true that a few people couldn't move this thing, but there were nearly a hundred bigwigs in the banquet hall on the top floor, as well as some waiters and staff. Surprisingly, no one thought of trying to move it.
Clearing the helipad was also very simple. There was no need to lift the large metal frame, just push it more than ten meters away.
The landing pad was also very flat, and there were no obstacles.
Even if ordinary people were slightly weaker, with the combined efforts of twenty to thirty people, they would be able to achieve this.
If the movers were smart and used some tools, they would be able to get it done in ten minutes.
However, it had been almost an hour since the earthquake happened. The group of people in the banquet hall at the foot of the tarmac only knew to make phone calls and ask the police to come and take them down. This was so f * cking annoying!
Luke couldn't be bothered to call for help. In any case, there was no one else on the top floor except him.
He dragged the tip of the large metal frame on the tarmac and walked slowly to the side.
After getting rid of the biggest obstacle, he walked around the tarmac again and kicked away all kinds of debris on the ground.
It took him less than five minutes to clear the tarmac, which took him less time to climb the stairs.
Without delay, he turned around and was about to go downstairs.
At that moment, Los Angeles was still in chaos.
Using his identity as a detective, he could help a lot of people earn a lot of experience and credit points.
Compared with experience and credit points, the bigwigs in the banquet hall weren't worth mentioning.
He had only taken a few steps when he saw a helicopter flying over.
Narrowing his eyes, Luke saw LAPD paint on it. He could only sigh and stop for the time being.
Even if he ran into them, he would have to explain the situation of the bigwigs downstairs to his unlucky colleagues.
This LAPD helicopter came and landed very quickly. It was obvious that the pilot was a veteran.
A smile finally appeared on Luke's face. He waved and shouted, "Why are you here?"
Four fully armed SAT agents got out of the helicopter. In the lead was Harrison, and behind him was the hot Big Sister Sanchez. Jim, an old acquaintance, was also there.
The last one was probably a white man called TJ McCabe. Luke had only seen him the other night when they escorted Alex's real body.
Seeing Luke, Harrison gestured for him to talk as they walked, before he said loudly, "We just happened to be nearby, so we were sent here."
They jogged into the rooftop. The noise from the helicopter died down, and Harrison's voice returned to normal. "Our boss gave us a" cushy job. "We're here to make a good impression in front of those bigwigs."
Looking at Luke's strange expression, Sanchez snorted. "Boss, aren't we just here to lick the feet of those rich guys? Why make it sound so grand? "
Luke chuckled, and Jim and McCabe couldn't help but snicker too.
It couldn't be helped. Harrison had always done things his own way. He would only complete his missions and wouldn't lick anyone.
Harrison said helplessly, "Aren't you going to get the same treatment as me?"
Luke couldn't help but glance at Sanchez, who still had that carefree expression on her face. "I only give it to the men I like. Hm …"
At this point, she stopped abruptly.
That was because all four men had strange expressions on their faces, including the angry Harrison.
A moment later, all the men burst out laughing, and Sanchez slapped her forehead in frustration.
She was used to being straightforward, so when she wasn't paying attention, she exposed her own worldview.
Jokes aside, Luke understood what was going on.
Although the police department had confirmed that Harrison and Sanchez were innocent, they were still under a lot of pressure.
Their boss hadn't really sent them here to lick the feet of the pig-headed bigwigs, but to earn some credit.
That way, they would be able to make up for it next time.
Thinking that, he briefly explained the situation with the pig-headed bigwigs and happily left the responsibility to Harrison and the others.
Watching Luke run off, Sanchez was a little envious. "Sigh, look at him. He can leave whenever he wants. He can't even be bothered to …"
Harrison coughed and interrupted her complaint. "You can say that again in two months when you have the capital to make a mistake, okay?"
Sanchez shrugged and shut up, too.
On Luke's side, he called Selina over.
A few rich ladies had been pestering her about when the helicopter would arrive. At that moment, Selina pointed at the door and said, "SAT's helicopter is here. Their captain is here too. They'll arrange for your evacuation."
With that, she took advantage of the fact that the rich ladies were looking at the door to run off.
She wasn't bad at shirking responsibility.
After all, she had a good teacher who taught her every day, and she had made rapid progress.
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