Chapter 880: The “Black Mask” Attacks the Police Again
Haley paused and suddenly asked, “You’re not planning to kill Kilgrave, are you?”
If it were any other policeman, she might not have such thoughts.
However, when Luke and Selina saved her and her sister, Margaret, they had killed four ard bandits, and then enjoyed fishing and sunbathing next to the bodies.
Putting it together with what Luke said about being good with a gun, Haley couldn’t help what she was thinking.
Luke grinned. “Do I have to detain him and send him to you?”
I really wish you would! Haley thought to herself.
An extraordinary person like Kilgrave would be a great research subject. Haley was quite interested in him.
Looking to die? In the professional field, anyone who didn’t have the ntality of seeking death couldn’t stand at the peak.
For example, it wouldn’t be easy for Luke to be promoted as a detective without risking being shot.
If Luke knew what she was thinking, he would definitely categorize her as a lunatic.
Of course, he would never give Kilgrave a chance to live.
He was determined to obtain this guy’s abilities; even Jesus wouldn’t be able to keep Kilgrave alive.
After a brief conversation, the three of them went back.
Haley was here to tell them that the paperwork had been sorted out; for now, they had completed their assignnt.
The couple was going to stay here a while longer. They wanted to make sure that their daughter would be treated well, so they had already gone with the staff to check the environnt.
Thus, three cars went to the sanatorium, but only one left.
The two of them hurried to Molly’s apartnt and gathered whatever surveillance footage they could get their hands on before they returned ho.
After dinner, Luke turned the footage into a video file and gave it to Little Snail to analyze.
He no longer had to stare at the surveillance footage for hours. In any case, they had Kilgrave as a clear target, so Little Snail was up to the task of finding a person.
By nine in the evening, Selina had completed the first stage of her training. As usual, Luke was working on Selina’s new armor.
At that mont, a call ca in.
Seeing that it was Dustin, Luke picked up the call. “Boss, what’s wrong?”
Dustin wasn’t the type to make a courtesy call. He and Luke rarely spoke on the phone outside work hours.
This ant that if he was calling, sothing had definitely happened.
“The two of you, co to tro General.” Dustin’s voice was cold.
“Okay.” Luke put away the things in his workshop and asked, “What happened?”
After a brief silence, Dustin said, “Walter’s in the E.R..”
Luke couldn’t help but say, “What?”
Dustin said, “Earlier, he was attacked by a ‘black mask’ at ho. He’s bleeding in his brain and has multiple fractures.”
“WTF!” Luke cursed.
What f*cking joke was this?
The real “black mask” was Daredevil. Luke had personally operated on the man just a few days ago; it would be pretty good if he could even move and get up right now.
Then, this Daredevil didn’t get any rest and instead dragged his injured body out to attack Walter, who was investigating the explosions; this didn’t benefit him at all.
Walter was a police officer helping to clear him of suspicion in the explosions. It wouldn’t be hard to investigate the case. Would Daredevil hurt his own “teammate”?
Also, according to current information, Daredevil had never attacked the police before.
The only police officer who claid that he had been attacked by the black mask was from the 15th Precinct.
Given the relationship between the 15th Precinct and Kingpin, only they knew exactly what the attack was about.
Dustin said, “Yes. Reportedly, Walter’s wife heard the noise and saw a ‘black mask’ injure Walter before taking off. But I think her words only prove that she saw a man in black head cover running away from her place.”
Luke said, “Then, I’ll check on Walter first.”
Dustin said, “Alright; I’m outside the E.R.’s operating room.”
At that mont, Luke left the workshop and hung up. He called for Selina and Gold Nugget, and they left and headed straight for the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, Luke found that quite a few people were already there, including John McClane.
Walter’s partner, Ricky, had run over early. His clothes were disheveled and his face angry as he did his best to speak to Dustin in a low voice.
The middle-aged man, Joe, and Connie, the blond police officer, were also here, and they surrounded Dustin with ugly expressions.
Luke walked over, only to hear Ricky say angrily, “Why can’t we issue a warrant? That guy has already attacked the police before this.”
Dustin said, “You’re asking to order the arrest of that particular ‘black mask,’ but the black mask that hurt Walter tonight is only a man with a black head covering. Ricky, you’ve been a cop for so long; I don’t need to remind you what a huge problem it’ll be if we make assumptions beforehand about the target?”
Ricky said, “I know, but this definitely has sothing to do with the black mask. As long as we catch him, we’ll be able to get information from him, whether he’s the criminal or a rival.”
Dustin said, “A warrant was already issued earlier on for the black mask’s arrest. Has anyone caught him? What’s the point of issuing another arrest warrant? To verify that we’re the sa kind of trash as the 15th Precinct?”
Ricky was stumped.
It was the 15th Precinct who had gotten that warrant issued, and everybody inwardly knew the problem with it.
At that mont, Luke firmly interrupted this uncomfortable scene of internal conflict. “Boss, how’s Walter?”
Dustin shook his head. “He’s still being treated. I was only able to ask the paradics who sent him here. His condition isn’t optimistic.”
Luke frowned. Not optimistic ant either retiring from light injuries or dying from serious ones.
Thinking quickly, he said decisively, “Boss, can I go to Walter’s house? That’s the best place to start looking for clues.”
Dustin was relieved.
He had already wanted to say that, but Ricky had been agitated to the point of madness by Walter’s severe injuries. Everybody else used to work under Walter, and it wasn’t appropriate for Dustin to say the words, or they would think that he was heartless.
Only soone else could bring it up.
Hearing that, Dustin nodded imdiately. “Ricky, take Luke and Selina there and see if you can find any clues. Joe, go to the intelligence departnt and check the surveillance caras around Walter’s house. I’ll give them a heads-up. Connie, stay here and let know as soon as there’s any news on Walter. John, co with to the police station and get your gun and badge back.”
Everybody traded looks for a mont, before Luke said, “We have to hurry. I don’t trust the forensics team. They’ll take days to confirm anything.”
He moved after that, taking Ricky, the most agitated person, with him, and everybody else also left.
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