Luke glided forward at high speed in the night sky as he pondered the two men just now.
Cole and Hart were the state police officers who had been in charge of the old cases in 1995, but one of them had resigned three years ago, and the other was in different places.
Now that they were together again, they were looking for clues on the old cases.
But they weren't the trigger for the fight between the state police and the Elsworth family.
The real trigger was someone else, and this person's identity was a little … sensitive. For personal reasons, Luke didn't want this person to investigate too deeply.
Luke had looked for Cole and Hart precisely because he wanted them to continue investigating, since they hadn't been exposed yet.
With two groups of investigators, one in the open and one in the dark, it would be easier for them to find flaws in the Elsworth family.
Also, the Elsworth family had a lot of connections in California. Simply getting rid of a few instigators wouldn't help.
In a big family with hundreds of people, the death of a few people would at most lead to a new leader.
Besides, he didn't want to let go of the lackeys who were accomplices to the tyrant.
With concrete evidence, he could go through the legal process and use the power of the system to clean up a large number of the Elsworth family's lackeys.
At the same time, it would also prevent the people who were investigating the Elsworths from being silenced.
…
After a few peaceful days, Luke received a call from Claire. "Luke, I'm going to be your colleague today. Hahahaha."
Luke was amused. "You're on duty. It's already good enough for you to issue tickets and direct traffic. Do you really think the police academy will let you investigate murders and robberies?"
Claire snorted. "If I really run into them, I can help out too."
Lost for words for a moment, Luke said, "You haven't forgotten what I taught you, have you?"
Claire said, "… Got it. Safety first. You're so annoying. You're making me lose my passion. "
Luke said, "Police work is trivial matters. How can there be so much passion? It's actually pretty good to be bored."
Claire said, "Alright, alright. You're so annoying, old man. Goodbye."
After hanging up, Selina smiled. "Claire will definitely be disappointed. In my first few years in Shackelford, I watched the cowboys and farmers fight every day, but I couldn't cheer them on. Ordinary policemen don't have any passion, it's just physical work. "
Luke, however, sighed. "But this is Los Angeles. There are robberies and shootings everywhere. She might run into them."
Selina asked, "Should we send Gold Nugget over?"
In the backseat, Gold Nugget pricked up its ears.
Frowning and thinking for a moment, Luke suddenly said, "If we let Gold Nugget live in a symbiotic relationship, will she not notice?"
"If it doesn't talk so much nonsense and doesn't communicate with Claire's consciousness, it should be able to hide. But don't forget the side effects, Claire is still very concerned about her own development. "
Luke rolled his eyes. "She's not an airport. What are you worried about?"
As he spoke, he looked at Gold Nugget in the backseat. "But it seems like you've been cooped up in your room ever since you got home. Aren't you in good shape?"
Gold Nugget's tail paused for a moment, then wagged again. Woof, woof!
Selina rolled her eyes. "It's surfing the Internet in the room. Recently, it's been obsessed with … a new show."
Gold Nugget, who had repeatedly stopped her from continuing, finally heaved a sigh of relief.
It was indeed surfing the Internet in the room, but it wasn't using a tablet to watch TV. Instead, it was using its newly bought "alien" laptop to argue with other people online.
That's right. In just a few days, Gold Nugget had become a veteran keyboard warrior.
Trolls.
When it had nothing to do, it enjoyed the thrill of spouting nonsense on various forums and websites.
It could only behave obediently in front of the fiend. It could curse whoever it wanted online, even if it was wrong, it wouldn't admit it.
It liked this feeling of "you all know I'm wrong, but there's nothing you can do about it."
It didn't want Luke to notice this behavior.
Selina had also strictly stipulated that it could only speak online when she was active, and it couldn't divulge any family secrets.
As for the dog head's behavior of cursing people online, she didn't care.
She wasn't some rich missy. After being a police officer for so long, she only swore when necessary.
Occasionally, she would help Gold Nugget come up with ideas on how to argue with the other party — Luke had taught her this before.
Luke didn't care about their little secrets. He simply asked the dog head, "What do you think? Are you going to help me? Two hundred and fifty dollars a day, which is about the same as my daily salary. "
Gold Nugget agreed decisively. "Woof."
It didn't have a job.
And no job meant no salary.
It and Selina had dealt with a bunch of hooligans before, and in the end, they were known as Knee Breaker.
Although Luke didn't say anything, Selina and the dog restrained themselves a lot.
Also, because the dog head insisted on buying an "alien" laptop for itself, a veritable "alien," it had to find some extra income to make up for its "blood loss."
It definitely couldn't miss out on a job with a daily salary of 250 dollars.
Before lunch, Luke and Selina went to see how Claire was doing at work.
In the end, they found her directing traffic with another official police officer.
The energetic and cheerful little monkey was actually doing a good job.
This girl from Texas had a loud voice and was smart. Although she was sweating profusely, she didn't look disheveled.
Selina said, "She's actually really suited to be a detective."
Luke sighed. "Forget about Robert. It's not too dangerous to retire in a small town. But now that I'm a detective, wouldn't Catherine be worried to death if Claire became a detective too? "
Even worse, this was an extraordinary world.
If they ran into a super bad guy one day, an ordinary police officer might die for no reason.
If possible, Luke would prefer Claire to do something else.
Of course, this was her own choice.
It was just like when he went to Houston and then transferred to Los Angeles to be a detective. Of course Catherine would be worried.
But this was his choice. Catherine had never interfered with him; she only told him to be careful.
Seeing that Claire was doing well, Luke and Selina were ready to leave.
At that moment, there was the sound of a motorcycle.
Not far away, an off-road motorcycle sped towards the congested street from the tightly packed traffic.
Luke found it strange. "Why is this bootlicker riding a motorcycle? It's not a police motorcycle, is it?"
On the motorcycle, Instructor Harry shouted, "Out of the way, out of the way, out of the way!"
There was nowhere for him to go in the congested street. Very soon, he crashed into a car that was parked sideways. He flew off the motorcycle and crashed into the back of a pickup.
Luke and Selina were dumbfounded.
From where they were, they could see that the pickup was being pulled by two cows.
Instructor Harry, who was level with the ground, inserted his head into a cow's butt, causing the cow to let out a long "moo".
Luke and Selina: "…"
Claire: "…"
The onlookers: "…"
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