Super Detective in the Fictional World

of forces who liked to abuse their power, like Hydra, the Hand, the twelve members of the High Table and Kingpin.

With the security company and the defense company under Robert’s command, most dangers could be avoided.

He could leave the bigger and more troublesome people to Luke.

…

At noon on Thursday, Luke and Selina returned to New York.

They got into their car in the parking lot and went straight to the police department.

Looking at the gloomy weather, Selina rejoiced.
“It’s a good thing I caught enough sun in Shackelford, or it would feel like I’m growing mold.”

Luke asked, “Then, do you want a sunbathing machine?”

Selina quickly shook her head.
“No.
There’s no soul in sunbathing without the sun.”

Luke shrugged and didn’t say anything else.

That was Selina’s temperament.
She usually complained a lot, but she only said it casually and never dwelled on it, nor would she pester Luke.

That was the biggest reason why she and Luke got along so well.

Of course, except when it came to food.

She would hold him to any promises he made in relation to food.

Luke and Selina returned to the police department from the airport.
It had been a long time since they went to a roast barbecue restaurant, so they got a lot of takeaway.

Luke had nothing to do in Shackelford, and just watched over the freshest produce on the ranch.

Since he had been away for a long time, he cooked for the whole family every day.

Now that he was back, he decisively slacked off.

A beautiful life was a balance of work and play.

Selina and Gold Nugget had been eating too much too good food recently; they could do with a change of pace.

At the police department, they split up.

Luke went to Dustin, and Selina brought food to Elsa and Elizabeth.

It was slightly past twelve, which was lunchtime.

Dustin usually finished work around 12:15, as was his habit.

Luke arrived just in time to see an annoyed-looking John McClane come out of his office.

Luke greeted him with a smile.
“The boss lectured you again?”

“Just so.” John snorted but didn’t say anything bad about Dustin.

He had been convinced by Dustin’s performance in the last few months.

Dustin was capable and responsible, and followed the rules.
He wasn’t a disgusting boss who took all the credit and threw the blame on his subordinates if something happened.

It was purely John’s own fault that he got a dressing down.

In the face of Luke’s questioning gaze, he didn’t hide anything.
“Internal Affairs came looking for trouble with me again, and the boss sent them packing.
So, I couldn’t escape this scolding.”

Luke chuckled.
“Since it’s over, why are you still down?”

Once Dustin was done with his lecture, the matter was closed; that was how he worked.
However, John was still acting like he had the worst luck

John was a little embarrassed.
“This is the second time Internal Affairs has come after me this month.
The boss can’t take it anymore, and wants me to take a week off and go for some counseling.”

Luke was a little astonished when he heard this.
It wasn’t even halfway through May, and Internal Affairs had already looked for John twice.
No wonder Dustin couldn’t take it anymore.

John was a famous “habitual offender” in NYPD.

Internal Affairs was already used to this.
If it wasn’t a serious problem, they wouldn’t come knocking, only to be rebuffed.

Furthermore, John had been told to go for counseling.

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