Chapter 594 Mr. Dirty Cop Who Was Hit by a Teammate
Thus, Riley Noyes wasnât an official assassin of the Fraternity yet. Only she and Rebecca privately used the name Bloodmint between them.
If she mastered Curve Shooting and was promoted as an official assassin, Riley Noyes would have used Bloodmint as her codename.
That was why Bloodmint was quick to trust Luke
When Diego Garcia died earlier, there had been another notification from the system which had made Lukeâs hard work worth it.
System: Help Riley Noyes eliminate major members of the Garcia family. Completed.
Total experience: 5,000. Total credit: 5,000. Contribution rate: 60%. EXP +3,000. Credit +3,000. Luke mulled over this for a moment. He had only killed around thirty men. Even counting Garciaâs capture, he shouldnât have earned more than two thousand credit points.
The system had also given him a lot of experience points for helping Bloodmint, who mustâve killed a lot of members of Garciaâs family.
Bloodmint cried for more than ten minutes, until she passed out again from exhaustion.
Luke helped her up again and sent her to a secret safe house before he left.
After he got home, he wrinkled his nose, but didnât say anything. He took a shower and went off to do his own thing.
In Selinaâs room, Dollarâs ears twitched.
It was already very familiar with Lukeâs footsteps, so it didnât wake up.
A certain alien dog head, however, was using the dogâs ears to listen cautiously to the sounds outside. It was only a long while later that it finally relaxed and entered a resting state.
The next day, Selina woke up at seven as usual.
Ever since Gold Nugget appeared, she was less likely to sleep in.
It wasnât that the alien dog head would wake her up, but that she didnât need as much sleep anymore after her physique improved.
Before, sleeping seven to eight hours after hard training was the most comfortable. Now, six hours of sleep was more than enough for her, and she would wake on her own. She couldnât fall asleep again after that even if she wanted to.
Looking at Luke who was making breakfast, she asked, âAre you alright?â.
Luke turned his head. âWhatâs wrong?â
Selina thought for a moment before she replied, âI feel like you arenât in a good mood.â
Luke shrugged. âMaybe. I canât always be in a good mood every day.â
Selina couldnât help but look away. âYou... arenât mad, are you?â
Luke found that strange. âMad? Not at all.â
Looking at her expression, he smiled. âAlright, you canât keep the fact that youâre beating people up from me. Itâs fine as long as you remember, safety first.â
Selina released a long breath of relief.
The dog head outside the kitchen also sighed in relief and began to whine.
Luke rolled his eyes. âBreakfast will be ready soon, stop whining.â
Selina took out the milk and oatmeal and sat down at the dining table. She then opened up the morning news on her tablet.
That was originally Lukeâs habit. He liked to check if he had overlooked anything in his operation from what the well-informed reporters said.
Selina had recently picked up the same habit.
Increasing the volume slightly, she poured the milk over her oatmeal.
âThere was a major explosion last night at a factory on the east side of Los Angeles. The cause of the explosion is still unclear. We now turn to the police departmentâs brief on the case...
âA massive gunfight was believed to have taken place last night under an overpass. When police rushed to the scene, however, they didnât find any victims, bullets or firearms... âBut three hundred meters away from the overpass, a female African American FBI agent was found dead from gunshots. An eyewitness report has revealed the suspicion that the agent was killed by a detective from the eastside police department...â Selina exclaimed in surprise. At that moment, Luke came out with a steamer. âGo get it yourself, itâs done.â
Selina and Dollar scuttled into the kitchen. A moment later, Selina came back out with a steamer in each hand, while Dollar was balancing a plate on its head with a stack of steamers on it.
Putting down the steamers in her hands and helping Dollar move the steamers from its head, she popped a bun into her mouth and tipped out the buns from a steamer into Dollarâs food bowl as she mumbled, âWhat an embarrassment for the eastside department. They havenât figured out the judgeâs death yet, and theyâve actually killed someone from the FBI?â
As they ate the buns, Luke looked at a face displayed on the tablet.
â...Detective Stan McCall is a level two detective in the Major Crimes Division on the east side. Weâve tried contacting him through various methods, but to no avail. This detective is now missing, which makes this case even more baffling...â
Luke narrowed his eyes and stared at the picture for a moment. He vaguely felt that the man looked familiar.
He remembered in a flash, and his hands couldnât help pausing for a moment.
Wasnât this man the unlucky bastard he had used as a shield and who was riddled with bullets by his comrades?
He looked at the system notifications, and indeed found the manâs name.
System: Kill Stan McCall, a dirty cop bought out by the Garcia family. Completed. Total experience: 200. Total credit: 200.
Seeing that, he knew that McCall wasnât anything good.
This man had caused the deaths of at least five innocent people.
So, his death was well-deserved.
Luke searched his memories and remembered that McCall had reeked of gunpowder and the smell of a womanâs blood; it probably belonged to that FBI agent.
Back then, Luke thought that the guy had killed civilians under the overpass, so he simply shot him in the head.
He was too focused on eliminating the criminals and preventing them from hurting the civilians to notice that there was a dirty cop among them.
This time, the eastside police department was in serious trouble.
But itâs not my business at all, is it? Luke shook his head with a smile and continued eating.
After breakfast, Luke showed his face at the police department and in passing asked Elsa about the situation on the east side. It was basically as he had expected. After explaining it briefly, Elsa looked at him suspiciously. âYouâre not going to look into those cases, are you?â Luke quickly shook his head. âIâm not an idiot. That responsibility is too big.â Elsa was relieved. âItâs good that you know that. It looks like the director of the eastside police department will have to step down.â
Luke was stunned. âSeriously?â âThe rumor is that all these incidents are related to that detective from the Major Crimes Division, whoâs always been one of the directorâs men. It now remains to be seen if the director can prove his innocence,â Elsa added.
After hearing the gossip, Luke tactfully took his leave.
When he came out, he saw Sonia and Selina talking
He walked over to them. âAny more exciting news? A lot happened on the east side last night.â
Soniaâs tone was low as usual. âI already told Selina. You can ask her later. But HQ has already made their dissatisfaction clear, and wants to thoroughly tidy up the east side.â