“Right, how was this guy arrested?” asked Luke casually. Elsa’s expression turned strange at the question. “I heard that his car was stopped by the motorbike patrol because one of his tail lights wasn’t on, and he was then arrested.”
Selina was dumbfounded. “How is it possible?”
Elsa: “That’s exactly what happened. He couldn’t take out the car registration and prove that it was his. Actually, the car didn’t belong to him.”
Luke said with a smile, “Then it’s not really our fault. It was all the hard work of the street patrol.”
Selina still thought it was strange. “But why was he moved in a regular prisoner van?”
Elsa: “The police had been dealing with him as a regular car thief and didn’t realize who he was.”
Luke shrugged. “God must’ve meant for him to be arrested in Los Angeles. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be sent to prison just for stealing a car, would he?” Elsa was lost for words too.
Recently, the number of criminals who were prosecuted and sent to prison in L.A. had gone down. For this guy to be sent to prison for suspected auto theft, he had to be drunk.
Done chatting, Luke and Selina continued with their investigation.
The D.A. and the judge only wanted fewer minor cases, but they couldn’t slack off on homicides.
When it was almost noon, Luke and Selina looked for a place to have lunch downtown.
At that moment, a helicopter with the huge LAPD word on it flew past to a building not far away.
Luke didn’t really pay it any mind.
LAPD had dozens of helicopters.
In terms of joint air and ground efforts to catch criminals, LAPD was definitely among the top three departments in America that were pros at
it.
As Luke drove, he could see the helicopter slowly descend on the top of the building that was LAPD’s headquarters.
As the helicopter approached the rooftop, it suddenly started to sway. Luke frowned. The pilot of a police chopper couldn’t be this bad, right? But the next moment, faint smoke rose from the helicopter as it started to spin and fall. Luke knew this was bad. Something had happened to the helicopter. Hitting the gas pedal, Luke said, “Selina, notify PD that something’s happened to the chopper.”
Selina had also seen the smoke and falling helicopter, and of course understood.
While the police department would quickly learn about the accident, it was also better to respond ASAP.
With their lights and siren on, the police car sped toward HQ.
In fact, right after Selina called it in, the police radio exploded with activity.
“A helicopter was attacked by unknown assailants at HQ and has crashed. Officers in the area, please head over to control the situation at once.”
“Officers near HQ, be on guard against another possible attack.”
“Clear the nearby streets of vehicles at once to prevent congestion.” Luke and Selina weren’t far away, but because of the traffic congestion, it took them a few minutes to reach HQ.
Many officers had already arrived. At the same time, more of them were coming out of the building to maintain order.
The helicopter had crashed, and seven to eight officers were bustling about at the scene.
Luke pulled over and said to Selina, “You help maintain order and look out for anyone suspicious.”
Putting on his badge, Luke then quickly headed to the helicopter. The officers on the scene were trying to rescue the pilot.
But they didn’t have any professional tools, and there was limited space in which they could exert force, so it wasn’t working.
Luke could already smell oil.
While it rarely happened like in the movies, when vehicles exploded the moment oil started leaking, it was still possible for them to catch fire.
As Luke drew close, he saw a couple of officers who were trying to open the twisted door.
The door creaked but couldn’t be fully opened, so it was impossible to get the heavily wounded pilot out.
The pilot was lucky that the helicopter hadn’t fallen nose down but had fallen as it spun around.
He was heavily wounded, but still alive.
Luke shouted, “Get out of the way!”
The officers subconsciously looked at him and moved aside when they saw his badge.
But as soon as they did, they became a little suspicious; after all, Luke looked too young.
It was an emergency, however, and they didn’t have better options.
Luke walked over and said quickly, “When I pull later, work with me.”
With that, he grabbed the slightly open door with both hands. Bracing a foot on the helicopter, he roared, “OPEN!!!”
He pulled, and the helicopter door creaked open in a shriek of metal.
All the officers were stunned.
Luke, however, roared, “What are you looking at? Give me a hand!”
The nearest police officers finally came back to their senses, and whoever could pitch in helped to pull at the door.
Thanks to everyone’s efforts, the door finally opened.
Luke mumbled inwardly, Without all of you pulling, it would be too eye-catching if I opened it on my own!
He could have torn the door off with one hand, but there was no way he would do that in public.
With the surrounding officers covering for him, the door opening would be a result of everybody’s efforts. After the twisted door was open, Luke took out a knife and swiftly cut the belt that the pilot was entangled in as he kept asking the pilot questions.
This happened a lot in the movies, and it wasn’t meaningless.
First of all, if the injured could reply, that meant that their airway wasn’t blocked.
Secondly, the answers the injured gave could help determine if their mind was still clear. If they were confused, that might mean they had a hemorrhage.
Finally, the questions could help determine the extent of the injured’s wounds, to prevent them from being injured again when they were moved.
As he worked and asked questions, Luke secretly sighed. The chances were slim that this pilot would survive, and even if he did, he would be a cripple.
But as long as he was alive, there was hope.
Holding the pilot’s head and neck in place, Luke gently moved the pilot out of the helicopter. Walking at a steady pace, he then placed him on the ground on the side of the road. “One of you has to stay here to look after him. He has a spinal injury, and there might be something wrong with his neck as well. He also has several broken ribs. I don’t know about internal bleeding.” He quickly told the officers nearby, “Call an ambulance for him ASAP. He’s in grave danger. Relay what I said to the paramedics. That will save them some time.”
The officers nodded quickly.
Although this detective was young, he had been very professional when he examined the wounds and rescued the pilot just now… Well, he looked professional, at least.
After rescuing the pilot, Luke joined Selina, and together they evacuated the surrounding people.
There really were too many people in the city center.
A lot of people actually didn’t know that something had happened until several minutes later. Some idiots then inexplicably said that it was a terrorist bomb attack, instantly creating even more panic.
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“Right, how was this guy arrested?” asked Luke casually. Elsa’s expression turned strange at the question. “I heard that his car was stopped by the motorbike patrol because one of his tail lights wasn’t on, and he was then arrested.”
Selina was dumbfounded. “How is it possible?”
Elsa: “That’s exactly what happened. He couldn’t take out the car registration and prove that it was his. Actually, the car didn’t belong to him.”
Luke said with a smile, “Then it’s not really our fault. It was all the hard work of the street patrol.”
Selina still thought it was strange. “But why was he moved in a regular prisoner van?”
Elsa: “The police had been dealing with him as a regular car thief and didn’t realize who he was.”
Luke shrugged. “God must’ve meant for him to be arrested in Los Angeles. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be sent to prison just for stealing a car, would he?” Elsa was lost for words too.
Recently, the number of criminals who were prosecuted and sent to prison in L.A. had gone down. For this guy to be sent to prison for suspected auto theft, he had to be drunk.
Done chatting, Luke and Selina continued with their investigation.
The D.A. and the judge only wanted fewer minor cases, but they couldn’t slack off on homicides.
When it was almost noon, Luke and Selina looked for a place to have lunch downtown.
At that moment, a helicopter with the huge LAPD word on it flew past to a building not far away.
Luke didn’t really pay it any mind.
LAPD had dozens of helicopters.
In terms of joint air and ground efforts to catch criminals, LAPD was definitely among the top three departments in America that were pros at
it.
As Luke drove, he could see the helicopter slowly descend on the top of the building that was LAPD’s headquarters.
As the helicopter approached the rooftop, it suddenly started to sway. Luke frowned. The pilot of a police chopper couldn’t be this bad, right? But the next moment, faint smoke rose from the helicopter as it started to spin and fall. Luke knew this was bad. Something had happened to the helicopter. Hitting the gas pedal, Luke said, “Selina, notify PD that something’s happened to the chopper.”
Selina had also seen the smoke and falling helicopter, and of course understood.
While the police department would quickly learn about the accident, it was also better to respond ASAP.
With their lights and siren on, the police car sped toward HQ.
In fact, right after Selina called it in, the police radio exploded with activity.
“A helicopter was attacked by unknown assailants at HQ and has crashed. Officers in the area, please head over to control the situation at once.”
“Officers near HQ, be on guard against another possible attack.”
“Clear the nearby streets of vehicles at once to prevent congestion.” Luke and Selina weren’t far away, but because of the traffic congestion, it took them a few minutes to reach HQ.
Many officers had already arrived. At the same time, more of them were coming out of the building to maintain order.
The helicopter had crashed, and seven to eight officers were bustling about at the scene.
Luke pulled over and said to Selina, “You help maintain order and look out for anyone suspicious.”
Putting on his badge, Luke then quickly headed to the helicopter. The officers on the scene were trying to rescue the pilot.
But they didn’t have any professional tools, and there was limited space in which they could exert force, so it wasn’t working.
Luke could already smell oil.
While it rarely happened like in the movies, when vehicles exploded the moment oil started leaking, it was still possible for them to catch fire.
As Luke drew close, he saw a couple of officers who were trying to open the twisted door.
The door creaked but couldn’t be fully opened, so it was impossible to get the heavily wounded pilot out.
The pilot was lucky that the helicopter hadn’t fallen nose down but had fallen as it spun around.
He was heavily wounded, but still alive.
Luke shouted, “Get out of the way!”
The officers subconsciously looked at him and moved aside when they saw his badge.
But as soon as they did, they became a little suspicious; after all, Luke looked too young.
It was an emergency, however, and they didn’t have better options.
Luke walked over and said quickly, “When I pull later, work with me.”
With that, he grabbed the slightly open door with both hands. Bracing a foot on the helicopter, he roared, “OPEN!!!”
He pulled, and the helicopter door creaked open in a shriek of metal.
All the officers were stunned.
Luke, however, roared, “What are you looking at? Give me a hand!”
The nearest police officers finally came back to their senses, and whoever could pitch in helped to pull at the door.
Thanks to everyone’s efforts, the door finally opened.
Luke mumbled inwardly, Without all of you pulling, it would be too eye-catching if I opened it on my own!
He could have torn the door off with one hand, but there was no way he would do that in public.
With the surrounding officers covering for him, the door opening would be a result of everybody’s efforts. After the twisted door was open, Luke took out a knife and swiftly cut the belt that the pilot was entangled in as he kept asking the pilot questions.
This happened a lot in the movies, and it wasn’t meaningless.
First of all, if the injured could reply, that meant that their airway wasn’t blocked.
Secondly, the answers the injured gave could help determine if their mind was still clear. If they were confused, that might mean they had a hemorrhage.
Finally, the questions could help determine the extent of the injured’s wounds, to prevent them from being injured again when they were moved.
As he worked and asked questions, Luke secretly sighed. The chances were slim that this pilot would survive, and even if he did, he would be a cripple.
But as long as he was alive, there was hope.
Holding the pilot’s head and neck in place, Luke gently moved the pilot out of the helicopter. Walking at a steady pace, he then placed him on the ground on the side of the road. “One of you has to stay here to look after him. He has a spinal injury, and there might be something wrong with his neck as well. He also has several broken ribs. I don’t know about internal bleeding.” He quickly told the officers nearby, “Call an ambulance for him ASAP. He’s in grave danger. Relay what I said to the paramedics. That will save them some time.”
The officers nodded quickly.
Although this detective was young, he had been very professional when he examined the wounds and rescued the pilot just now… Well, he looked professional, at least.
After rescuing the pilot, Luke joined Selina, and together they evacuated the surrounding people.
There really were too many people in the city center.
A lot of people actually didn’t know that something had happened until several minutes later. Some idiots then inexplicably said that it was a terrorist bomb attack, instantly creating even more panic.
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