936: Remember to Give the Big Boss the Benefits

Remember to Give the Big Boss the Benefits

Looking at Luke's cool, brand new sunglasses, Dustin looked out the window.

The light was bright, but there wasn't a lot of sun outside.

"Your sunglasses aren't bad. Did you just buy them?" he asked casually.

Luke said, "Hm, I suddenly felt like switching to cooler glasses."

Dustin said, "…Alright, let's get down to business. Do you remember Norman from the DEA?"

I paid him a "special" visit the night before last. How can I forget? Luke muttered inwardly before he nodded. "That crazy-looking senior agent."

Dustin sighed. "John arrested Norman last night. There were a bunch of drug dealers and a few agents from Norman's team at the crime scene. All of them are dead, and only Norman was heavily wounded."

Luke was surprised. "The DEA is that fierce?"

Dustin smiled mockingly. "They are indeed fierce. They got the news very quickly and took Norman away."

Luke said, "Then, this has nothing to do with us, right?"

Dustin looked outside the office to make sure that nobody was standing there, before he said in a low voice, "But John gave me a camera with footage of Norman's deal with the drug dealers, and how everything turned south."

"Why is there such a thing?" Luke exclaimed softly in shock, but he chuckled inwardly. That digital camera wasn't cheap; it had cost almost a thousand dollars.

Dustin nodded slightly. "John found it at the scene. I'm guessing that the drug dealers wanted to capture the transaction to blackmail Norman. Who would have thought the negotiation would fail, and this thing would fall into our hands."

Luke thought for a moment and asked, "Boss, what are you thinking?"

Dustin dropped his pen and loosened his tie. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I don't know what to do. John really knows how to make trouble for me. He was just bumming a ride off a patrol car after getting off work, and in the end dropped this hot potato in my lap."

Thoughts flashed through Luke's mind. "Boss, you're out to get Norman?"

Dustin looked outside the office again before he said, "I had someone investigate Norman yesterday. He has someone high up in the DEA in New York. Otherwise, his position in the DEA wouldn't be so steady given how many fingers he has in the pie."

Luke rubbed his forehead. "So troublesome? Then, let's throw out the footage."

Dustin asked, "To whom?"

Luke chuckled. "For the credit, we should definitely think about our big boss."

Dustin's eyes flickered and he fell silent.

That was actually his intent; it was just that he was a little reluctant.

In the video, Norman personally admitted that he sold several tons of illegal drugs every year.

Norman had been a senior agent for five years.

If they really investigated this case, they would definitely be able to hook a big fish.

But that was exactly why Dustin was cautious.

Norman was the tool of some bigshot in New York's DEA.

He sold several tons of illegal drugs every year; the bigshot would have to be brainless if he didn't know about it.

A brainless person couldn't become a bigshot in New York.

Also, Norman had sold so many illegal drugs. Where did the money go?

Norman wouldn't be able to eat such a big piece of cake himself; the only person who could eat it was that bigshot.

Or rather, the group of people whom the bigshot represented.

Since these people dared to deal with drug dealers for so long, it wouldn't be hard for the drug dealers to find a few underlings unafraid of death to get rid of anyone who wanted to expose them, and it definitely wouldn't involve these people.

Hence, the video could only be given to Luke's boss, NYPD's First Deputy Commissioner, Brad.

Only this bigshot could withstand the pressure from the DEA.

Thinking for a moment, Dustin sighed helplessly. "That's the only way."

He was ambitious and also had a righteous attitude.

If possible, he really wanted to investigate this case thoroughly.

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

Brad wouldn't support him blowing such a high-level case wide open.

Dustin's boss was more like a methodical creature; in the face of such a big matter, he would only consider the benefits.

Justice? What was that? Could you eat it?

In other words, Dustin couldn't investigate the case on his own, and would have to ask his subordinates for help.

It was a very serious case, and he had to use his own loyal men.

But if the enemy retaliated, his subordinates would definitely be implicated.

He had the courage to take the risk himself, and Luke and Selina probably wouldn't be afraid.

But what about Elsa and Elizabeth?

One was getting along in years, and it hadn't been easy for her to switch to an administrative position; it wouldn't be hard for her to be promoted to captain before she turned forty.

The other was young and capable, and might be an improved version of Elsa in the future.

He couldn't drag all his old subordinates into the gutter just because he had his own thoughts.

After seeking an opinion from Luke, the subordinate whom he valued most, Dustin gave up.

If he really investigated this matter, some calamity might kill the others even before two days had passed.

Only Luke and Selina had the ability to protect themselves if they worked the case.

But judging from Luke's attitude, Dustin knew that he had no intention of investigating.

Dustin didn't think that Luke was a coward.

The DEA wasn't the Elsworth family; it was one of the most violent organizations in America.

Compared with the Elsworths, who used political methods, the DEA was better at thoroughly taking care of problems with their own hands.

For the sake of this drug smuggling case that involved several tons of illegal drugs, the DEA would have no qualms using this method.

Making up his mind, Dustin immediately chased Luke out.

After they left the police department, Luke and Selina parted ways.

Selina and Gold Nugget drove off. She was going shopping.2

She had barely taken a break since she came to New York. Since Luke had clearly said that he wanted to rest for a few days, she chose to take a break.

Luke, on the other hand, was going to take a cab back to his place in Clinton to see if Lawyer Matt was at work today.

He was in luck today. A cab just happened to stop next to the road for its passenger to get out.

Looking at the man in the suit who was vomiting on the ground, Luke opened the door and got in. He said with a smile, "Clinton area. Also, please keep this 'plane' under 50km an hour."

The driver in the front seat turned her head. "Hey, going to Hell's Kitchen is extra… Wow, who's this? Oh my god, am I hallucinating? Kid, hurry up and tell me if that's the case."

Listening to the rushed and clear words in that singsong tone, Luke took out 100 dollars. "Okay, I'll pay you 100 for the fare first."

The driver laughed and stuffed the money into her pocket. As she drove off, she didn't forget to say, "It's definitely you from how generous you are. I've been driving a cab for so long, and those who are generous aren't as young as you, while those who are young aren't as generous as you. More importantly, no one's as handsome as you."

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