One Thousand Three Hundred and Sixty Chapters Reasoning, Dreams

With Brad's style of doing things, it is destined to be difficult to get Luke's approval.

Dustin, who was caught in the middle, also tried hard, but at that time Brad was thinking about returning to New York.

No matter how hard the little police detectives in Los Angeles can fight and solve the case, there is no need to take it to heart.

And Luke also politely and decisively refused to get close to Brad. Dustin tried several times to no avail, so he could only give up.

The nature is not compatible, these two people look down on each other, this is really not something Dustin's face can solve.

Dustin affirmed Luke's suspicions: "Brad lost to the support of the upper echelons. The one he stood for didn't become the mayor of New York City, otherwise he should have been the commissioner by now, and even entered the political arena."

Having said this, he smiled to himself: "I always thought that it was a good thing that my old boss had such ambitions. But when it was me who was sacrificed, I realized that I was not so free and easy."

Luke didn't care: "You're not his father, and besides, his father may not be willing to stick to him all the time, can you keep letting him?"

Like him and Dustin, aren't they also a community of interests? Things in this world are never simple.

If Dustin always sacrificed Luke's interests to meet his own personal needs, he would also turn against Dustin.

It's not that I feel bad for that little bit of interest, but that I will be pushed out to be the scapegoat sooner or later by following this kind of boss who only cares about himself.

Dustin shook his head: "I didn't mean that. It's just..."

Having said that, he fell silent for a while, before whispering: "Perhaps, he wants to prove himself too much."

Luke didn't continue, and he didn't think so.

Help Dustin himself because Dustin responded positively to Luke's efforts.

Brad is so high up and his eyes are too lazy to glance at the little police detective, what kind of ambition does it have to do with my Dior!

Dustin also knew his attitude, so he skipped it and continued: "This mentality has made Brad a lot of things. If it was a year ago, he might not have taken the risk. But he The competition with Nielsen this time is still 55 to 50. He has lost once in the competition for sheriff a few years ago, and he cannot afford to lose the position of commissioner."

Luke also understood what Dustin meant by these words.

He is not trying to restore Brad's impression points, but is analyzing the possibility of Brad's planting.

The person who has a strong urge to do it is also Brad.

The person who can pit Nelson, Brad, who has been an opponent for more than ten years, has this strength.

Nelson was unlucky, and it was Brad who got the most benefit in the end.

Brad has all the lines of motivation → action → results.

In Dustin and Luke, the two veteran detectives who handle cases as a daily basis, Brad's probability of doing this is more than 80%.

No evidence is required, no investigation is required, that's the best possibility.

Luke: "What are you going to do?"

Dustin shook his head: "Nothing. Brad's actions will leave no evidence. In fact, there is no need for evidence. The Soderbergh family won't let him take over anyway."

"Then let's be a silent party of onlookers." Luke picked up the beer bottle and motioned, Dustin put it together, and the two touched the bottle.

...

At night, Luke got into the reserved taxi with Dustin and Jennifer.

Looking at the black aunt who greeted Luke in the front row, Dustin laughed: "You two are really acquaintances."

Bell glanced at him and shrugged: "Can't he find a black guy as a friend?"

An old fritter like Dustin was unmoved at all, shaking his head and smiling: "Generally speaking, most of the "acquaintances" he mentioned were sent to the police station by him."

Bell:  …

She couldn't take it anymore.

She illegally modified vehicles, speeded racing, changed licenses to operate, illegally charged fees, etc., even if she went to jail for a few years.

Luke smiled: "Boss, she is my friend. She helped John last time."

Dustin nodded with a smile, took out a business card from his pocket, and put it into the banknote delivery slot: "If you have something to do in the future, you can contact me."

Bell didn't have a hippy smile this time. He took the business card with a whistle and put it away with great satisfaction: "Thank you so much, Mr. Bieber."

This business card only has Mr. Bieber's name, and then a mobile phone number, a proper private number.

Obviously, she has another "backer" in NYPD, who is Luke's boss.

For her who loves racing when she has nothing to do, it is always right to have more backing, in case she is "cared" by NYPD people and won!

This time Luke arrived home first, and gave Bell a hint before getting off the bus, asking her to charge according to the market price of taxis in New York, and don't give Dustin a "daily charge".

The look Bell looked at him completely meant "Are you a pig?"

She would only do it if she was stupid.

Don't think that the Police Detective Bureau is usually in charge of major cases and homicides, and has no power to issue fines.

Luke smiled and waved goodbye, but muttered in his heart: The ghost knows if you will lose your mind! You wanted to charge John $500 for the last time the bombing happened. Do you think that the police officer was very talkative?

It's not that Bell's driving skills are brilliant, but he really helped. It's strange that John didn't give her a top bill afterwards.

Can't find anyone? nonexistent.

The so-called can't find, that is, there is no clear character goal.

Just a yellow taxi, the ghost knows which one of the tens of thousands of taxis in New York.

But when John saw his face, as soon as the sketch came out, and then put on a "suspect" identity, Bell would have to be "arrested" in less than three days.

After sending the Dustin couple away, Luke opened the door and entered the house.

So far, my twentieth birthday has passed so peacefully.

...

In the days that followed, Luke was still busy with plans.

The first is to install Castre everything by himself.

After asking the old man, he chose a remote deserted chapel on the coast of Staten Island.

After buying and restoring the chapel with a vest, it became the old man's new residence.

As for how to cross the sea to reach the three major areas with high incidents in an emergency, the old man just asked indifferently: "Are you sure my horse can't run on the water?"

Luke was stunned at the time: "Can it?"

Castre: "As long as I need."

Luke: ... the soul fades! This is more than pretending to catch me off guard!

It's okay to pretend, anyway, Lu You is not a person with strong jealousy.

However, when he thought of riding a black horse with flaming ears, nose, eyes and hoofs, stepping across the sea, as if walking on the ground, his heart felt inexplicable what was going on!

This is completely different from wearing a battle armor and soaring high in the sky, but it is another kind of enjoyment.

Why don't you... get Castrei to borrow Xiao Hei to try it out? Although the old man was gentle on the outside and stubborn on the inside, even though Xiao Hei was tied up twice by himself, it was not pleasing to look at him.

However, people always have a dream, maybe one day it will come true!

Anyway, it was the Black Pot King Beidou who did this, not Batman, so shameless.

In this world, how can you take the blame if you want your face!