Super Detective in the Fictional World

“Is there anything else? Is it just these three cases?”

Selina nodded.
“The other cases aren’t as important.
The three cases you’re holding can turn into a huge deal if they aren’t closed.
Well, fine, they’re actually already pretty big deals now.”

Luke grabbed his coat and said, “Let’s go and talk to Martin’s quasi-girlfriend.”

Selina didn’t joke about Palmer with Luke this time.

Anybody with the least bit of intelligence could see the sparks between Martin and Palmer.

Also, Luke and Selina were still in the police department.
There were eyes and ears all over the place, so jokes like that were inappropriate.

Elizabeth raised her head.
“Do you need any help?”

Luke pointed at the case files in front of her and said, “Only come help out after you’ve handled your cases.
Also, don’t forget about Samantha.
I can arrange accommodation for them.”

Elizabeth said, “Alright.”

As he walked to the parking lot, Luke murmured to himself, This is a case with psychos like Bullseye.
If you get involved, you might die like that SWAT team.

He had high hopes for Elizabeth and Billy, and didn’t want them to get involved.

While every case could be dangerous for a detective, the opponents in this case were too ruthless.

Los Angeles now had a crime rate that was even higher than New York’s, but cases were still rare where someone would spray bullets at a DEA agent with an automatic weapon.

That was nuts!

The FBI had targeted the Carlos family previously when the latter killed several police officers and FBI agents.

The DEA was just as powerful as the FBI, and even tougher, since it was impossible to deal with crazy drug dealers without being fierce themselves.

A lot of their people were retired special force veterans.

Luke wouldn’t be interested in getting involved if Roger and Martin hadn’t handed them the case.
It was possible that the DEA was about to eliminate some gang; they didn’t need Luke going in to steal their credit.

For the sake of Martin’s girlfriend-to-be, however, Luke decided to work on this case first.

He never felt guilty about wiping out drug dealers.

He called Palmer, only to discover that she happened to be at the police department, and was with Martin.

Selina blinked and asked, “Are we really going to go over? Wouldn’t we be interrupting them?”

Pondering for a moment, Luke said, “Let’s see what’s the situation.
If they’re done, we’ll stick our nose in.
If they’re still cuddling, we’ll… wait for five minutes.”

While whispering to each other about Martin and Palmer’s love story, they reached the lounge.
They found Roger standing forlornly outside the lounge, and saw that Martin and Palmer were talking in the lounge, which had tempered glass walls.

Luke had no choice but to take a deep breath and walk over to Roger.
“How are they doing?”

Roger smiled bitterly at them.
“Thank god Palmer is here.
A woman is much better comforting someone than I am.”

Looking at Roger’s dark face and his bald head, Luke couldn’t agree more.

A man with a dark face and a bald head tended to leave the impression that he was a villain, even if he actually defended world peace.