Thinking for a moment, Luke said, "In a few days. I still have some loose ends to clean up at the new place. I'll let you know when it's done. The boss and Dustin will come too. How does that sound? "
He looked at Elsa as he said that.
Elsa nodded slightly.
This was really necessary.
Director Brad of LAPD West had already become the first deputy commissioner of NYPD. This bigshot was too far away, and there was nothing to talk about with them.
But they were all the backbone of Dustin's gang. In a new environment, there were some things that needed to be discussed in private. Occasional private gatherings could also improve their relationship.
Of course, Elsa had no objections.
After confirming this, Luke and Selina returned to the Detective Department's office.
There were still few people in the office.
It was similar to when Luke was in the Major Crimes Division in Los Angeles. The Detective Department at HQ overlapped with the Major Crimes Division, and there were many and heavy tasks.
Most of the time, the detectives only came to the police department to take care of some chores before they went out.
Apart from the clerks and logistical support, nobody else spent much time in the office.
Luke and Selina returned to their desks and started to clean up.
However, Dustin had reserved these two desks for them in advance, and they had been cleaned recently. A few minutes later, they sat down and started to look up the case on the explosion on the computer.
As newcomers, they had too many things to understand. By the time they checked the time, it was already noon.
The timer on Luke's phone rang, and he called Selina out for lunch.
If nothing unexpected happened, they wouldn't have come to the police department in the afternoon.
Luke had already scanned the files that he could use recently, and could read them at home.
He wasn't in a hurry to meet his colleagues in the police department in the next two days. There was no need for him to stay in the office all the time.
Otherwise, some people would think that he and Selina were pretending to be diligent in front of Dustin.
They got up, put on their jackets and bags, and were walking out of the hall when the door was slammed open, and five or six people squeezed in noisily.
Almost everyone was shouting, as if they were competing to see who was louder. The quiet office instantly became noisy.
Luke immediately saw a certain person's memorable hairline, and immediately stopped to look at it.
"John, what the hell are you doing? Why do you want to go into the sewers? "
"Walter, the suspect wants to crawl in, so of course I'll follow."
"The enemy is carrying explosives, you should be more careful."
"I didn't know he had that thing with him."
"John, you smell like sh * t right now. You'd better go wash up first."
"Ricky, you didn't crawl into the sewer, but you still stink like a pile of sh * t."
Amidst the noisy group of people, a middle-aged Caucasian man had a nonchalant expression on his face as he allowed the people around him to "encircle" him. He sat down on his chair and let out a comfortable breath.
Suddenly, he saw two strangers in his line of sight, a man and a woman, both with outstanding looks and temperament.
Is he here to report a crime? As he thought that, he looked at Luke with a puzzled expression. Why does this young man look so familiar?
Suddenly, he stood up and shouted, "Luke? Luke Coulson? "
The few colleagues around him who were still complaining were stunned and turned their heads to look at him.
Luke sighed and put away his Sharp Nose. He walked over with a smile. "Detective McClane, long time no see. Did you run into another troublesome suspect?"
John McClane was stunned for a moment, before he strode over and stretched out his hand. "Long time no see. I've been meaning to thank you, but I didn't have the time."
Luke groaned inwardly, but could only shake John's hand.
In the end, John didn't let go of Luke's hand. Not only was he very strong, he also shook Luke's hand with a sincere expression. "I owe you a thank you, Luke. Thank you! "
"Detective McClane …" Luke said.
"Just call me John," John interrupted him.
Luke readily said, "John, you were actually the one who helped me finish the job back then."
John didn't think much of it. "Don't be polite. You're not from LAPD's central police department. Right, are you here on a business trip? Do you need my help? Don't stand on ceremony. I'm familiar with this place. "
Amused, Luke finally shook John's hand. "Let me reintroduce myself. I'm Luke Coulson, an agent from NYPD HQ, and your new colleague."
John: "What?"
Luke gestured at Selina behind him. "This is my partner, Detective Selina Hayek. She was transferred here with me."
John subconsciously let go of Selina's hand and reached out to her.
Selina inwardly cursed Luke for being so shameless as to try and shift the blame onto someone else.
But she could only shake John's hand with a smile. "Hello, Detective McClane."
"Call me John." But this time, John was very normal. He just shook Luke's hand politely and didn't shake it nonstop like before.
After getting to know Selina, John turned his attention back to Luke. "How did you get transferred … Wait, you're not the" young master who came all the way here to gain experience, "are you?"
The people behind him all had subtle expressions on their faces.
Clearly, that "they" referred to them.
Luke's expression didn't change as he smiled. "One of my seniors is indeed an old police officer, but he's a sheriff in the countryside. If you know any of those young masters who are "connected," remember to call me along. "
John didn't care at all that his colleague was gossiping behind his back. He was simply surprised. "It really is you? I thought they were joking. Why would a nineteen-year-old kid come here to gain experience? Even ten lives wouldn't be enough for him. "
The faces of his colleagues behind him darkened. Then we're still alive, and we haven't died ten times. Thank you very much.
John continued with a smile, "So it's you. It seems that I'll have a reliable colleague in the future."
The faces of the "unreliable" colleagues behind him had already darkened to the point where it couldn't be seen anymore.
Luke didn't really care about his new colleagues who had awful expressions on their faces.
He wasn't angry when they talked about him behind his back. Wasn't it reasonable for John to talk about them in public?
He simply smiled and said, "Of course. Call me if you need anything."
Given Detective McClane's combat ability, the cases he was in charge of wouldn't be simple, and he would probably earn a lot of experience and credit points.
Naturally, Luke didn't mind establishing a personal relationship with the detective.
After the unexpected meeting, Luke and Selina shook hands with John's colleagues, who would also be their future colleagues, and left the office.
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