Super Detective in the Fictional World

in the busy hall.

When Luke looked at them suspiciously, they went back to whatever they were doing.

Luke sighed inwardly.
He was probably famous in NYPD now.

It was rare in the police system for one person to go up against more than thirty enemies and annihilate them.

Teamwork and cooperation were what mattered most nowadays.
LAPD’s SWAT organization, for example, was a famous special force.

With teamwork and tactics, a SWAT team could crush a similar number of criminals who weren’t as organized as they were.

Luke’s performance yesterday, in comparison, was incomprehensible.

The police officers thought that his stats were out of a Stallone or Schwarzenegger movie – only someone like that could kill dozens of people without getting so much as a scratch.

Hm… Those officers hadn’t been there when Luke had terrorized Sergei’s gangsters, or they would’ve known that Luke’s style was nothing like Stallone’s or Schwarzenegger’s.

Before he learned Elementary Self-Healing, Luke certainly didn’t have the courage to shoot at dozens of people out in the open.

The place went back to normal, but every now and then, someone would sneak a glance at Luke before quickly averting their gaze.
Luke’s corner was no longer peaceful.

Elsa also showed up soon after.
She was going to report to Marta on the loot from the bank robberies.

Luke, on the other hand, needed to talk to Berit, who was responsible for Sergei’s case.

Luke greeted Berit in the latter’s office and simply sat down without an invitation.

Berit wasn’t his boss, and Luke had received little appreciation so far at NYPD.
Thus, Luke had no reason to smile at him.

Berit looked at Luke and didn’t dare dismiss him like before.

Luke had killed more gangsters yesterday than Berit had killed in his entire life.

The young man was only eighteen and had been an officer for merely a year.

Berit wasn’t an idiot, and certainly would rather not piss off such a dreadful figure.

He had been blatantly edging Elsa and Luke out because Elsa was a woman and Luke was a teenager.

Now, Luke was still a teenager, but he had killed more than twenty people.
Berit didn’t dare be as cocky anymore.

Now that his attitude had changed, the investigation ran more smoothly.

Luke didn’t have much to say.
NYPD only needed to find out whom he had killed, and if anyone else had been involved in the gunfight.

Luke’s debriefing took an hour.
In the end, he asked Berit, “How is Sergei?”

Berit said, “He’s still in the hospital for now because of his brain concussion.”

Luke was lost for words.
If he had known, he wouldn’t have thrown the baseball at all.

Thinking that, he gave the photo of Sergei carrying the AK to Berit.
“I took this yesterday before the arrest.
If your forensics department is any good, you should be able to find Sergei’s fingerprints on the AK.
He was the one who killed the three men lying on the ground.
This is enough to get him convicted, right?”

After a brief daze, Berit nodded his head.

With the photo and a statement from the forensics depertment, Sergei would definitely be found guilty of murder.
After that, there would be enough time to investigate the other cases that Sergei was involved in.

During lunch at noon, Elsa sat opposite Luke with a strange look on her face.