Vanessa's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth. "Who … hit you?"
Wade said without hesitation, "A bunch of tough guys. They surrounded me and beat me up. I couldn't even hide."
Vanessa reached out to touch him, and he groaned in pain again.
Frowning, she immediately got up. "Get dressed. We're going to the hospital."
Wade was shocked. "No, I don't have insurance."
Vanessa said, "At least check if you have any internal injuries. They look serious."
Wade shook his head. "It's just a flesh wound. I don't have any internal injuries."
Vanessa was furious. "Look at yourself in the mirror. You look like a spotted dog. Hm, and one of those defective ones with too many spots. Do you think you're fine? "
Hearing this, Wade also got up and looked at his back in the big mirror at the end of the bed. He immediately lamented, "Ah, my handsome trapezius muscles, my handsome latissimus dorsi, and the sexiest American breasts!"
Ignoring him, Vanessa continued to put on her clothes. "Don't dawdle. Hurry up. I'll go to the hospital with you."
A moment later, Vanessa dragged Wade downstairs with a pained expression. The two of them got into a taxi and headed for the hospital.
At that moment, the mercenary only had one thought in his mind: It's a good thing I'm rich, or I'll go bankrupt after this trip to the hospital.
As Wade had said earlier, he didn't have medical insurance. Most of the time, he went to illegal clinics, which were cheap and convenient, but the medical standards were worrying.
But now he was rich, and he still had a balance of 2.5 million waiting to be collected.
Thinking that, he was relieved even though his back still hurt. At the very least, medical expenses were nothing to him.
What Wade didn't know was that the bruises on his back could've been avoided.
It was just that someone had deliberately omitted the hard buffer layer in the V suit out of dissatisfaction with him for providing false information, which gave it the special effect of "pain without holes."
In any case, it would only hurt for a few days.
…
On the other hand, Luke and Selina went to the police department and wandered around Dustin's place, only to be caught.
"I've just received a case. Here's the relevant information. Go and follow it up." He threw out a document that wasn't too thick.
Luke flipped through two pages and raised his head with a strange expression. "Family dispute?"
Dustin pointed at the portrait. "A temporary mission."
Luke instantly understood. "Trouble from the higher-ups?"
Dustin said, "What else did you think it was?"
Luke said, "You can ask John or Joe to go."
These two wily old foxes definitely had a mature way of dealing with this kind of trivial matter.
Dustin raised three fingers. "Firstly, the higher-ups want me to send 'elite soldiers.' Your rate of solving cases is recorded in the files, so this condition is very suitable. Secondly, for the next few days, you are the team with the least time in the bureau. I have to transfer the others back at the last minute. Thirdly, compared to your ability to handle a case, I think your face might play a bigger role. "
Selina blinked and couldn't help but ask, "What does this have to do with face?"
Dustin sighed. "Generally speaking, we don't rely on our faces to solve cases, but this couple is famous for their looks. They can't even be bothered to talk to ugly people. "
Selina was stunned. "Huh?"
Dustin said, "Do you think John and Joe don't know about this family? If you have the time, ask them what happened last time. So, it's yours. "
Luke and Selina thought of a certain person's ridiculously high hairline at the same time. They looked at each other and let their imaginations run wild.
Looking at the two of them, Dustin encouraged them casually, "Good luck. Use your two faces to your advantage and get rid of this couple in a few moves."
But he also felt that this could easily lead to ambiguity, so he added, "You have to keep up appearances. Don't let them find out that you're just brushing them off, okay?"
Luke gave the dossier to Selina. "What's the background of this family?"
Dustin said, "They donate millions of dollars to various departments in New York City every year, and the exact amount of money they give to each department changes every year. The most they received was two million dollars from the NPD, and the least was only five hundred thousand. There's no limit to how the donations can be used. Do you understand? "
Luke and Selina both smiled. "Got it. Rich people, after all."
Dustin snorted. "The commissioner's big boss has the same surname as this family. Do you understand?"
Luke was lost for words, indicating that he understood.
Learning the situation, they quickly slipped out of the office.
What was so great about being rich? Well, it was really great, and they were equally great now.
But this family's surname was even more remarkable.
They had barely left the office when they were caught again.
Elizabeth was standing outside with a smile. "You're really hard to find."
Luke and Selina greeted each other with a smile. He said, "You could've just given me a call. What's up?"
Elizabeth looked at him for a moment before she said, "Have you forgotten?"
Luke was at a loss. "Huh?"
Elizabeth reminded him helplessly, "The party at your new home."
Luke patted his head. "Sorry, it's my fault."
He had been busy taking care of his new "territory" after he finished renovating his new home. He had just cleared a bunch of elite monsters, and didn't remember the party.
Elizabeth smiled and didn't say anything.
This was actually Dustin and Elsa's idea.
But it wasn't appropriate for them to ask. In the end, she, Luke's student, had to speak.
Luke thought for a moment. "Tonight? Tell Elsa when you go back, and I'll tell Dustin. "
Elizabeth nodded. "Okay. You've been so busy these past few days that I had to find informants. "
Luke didn't think much of it. Instead, he joked, "You're very detailed in your intelligence work. You're worthy of praise. Let me see who your informant is. "
Elizabeth turned around and smiled at the two men not far away. She nodded and said, "Your two new colleagues are surprisingly easy to talk to."
Luke couldn't help but smile when he saw them. "That's just reflex, right?"
Elizabeth chuckled. "Well, Detective Beckett isn't bad."
Luke nodded. "Beckett is very good at solving cases. She might look pretty, but she's also very strong-willed. If she wasn't strong-willed, she wouldn't be the leader of her team. "
Selina burst out laughing. "Javier and Ryan are used to being bossed around by Beckett, aren't they? They feel like they're looking at their boss when they see you. "
Elizabeth was still smiling. "I don't know about that."
Luke said helplessly, "They're here to study at the police department, but they'll have to return to the 12th Precinct soon. I heard that Beckett is going to be the head of the Major Crimes Division, and will probably be their boss. How can they not be respectful? "
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