Chapter 1036 - The Tarasov Family’s Clean-up

Chapter 1036: The Tarasov Family's Clean-up

After some consideration, Dustin handed the case to Luke and Selina, whom he trusted the most.

The two of them were calm and flexible, and had the confidence to face the Tarasov family.

As long as the murder case was wrapped up as soon as possible, nobody would pursue it. After all, NYPD didn't need to avenge gangsters.

In fact, it was all the fault of the Tarasov family's enemy for being too ostentatious. When the nightclub was at its liveliest last night, he had rushed in and started a massacre. The battle between the two parties had taken place through the bar, the disco, and to the swimming pool, leaving piles of corpses along the way as well as hundreds of witnesses.

To put it bluntly, when NYPD arrived, it was a relief to find no bodies.

It was good that there were no bodies. Otherwise, this incident would make national headlines.

Now, no bodies? If there weren't any bodies, what was there to report? Maybe they were just shooting a movie!

On this point, the gangsters were on the same page as NYPD — reporters and paparazzi were the most annoying.

Luke and Selina drove to the nightclub in Brooklyn. Selina pursed her lips when she saw the four men in black suits and dark red shirts standing at the door. "They've increased the number of men. Usually, there's only two."

Luke hummed in acknowledgment. "For that opponent of theirs, it's just a matter of pulling the trigger a little more."

A single person had charged into this nightclub and killed twenty people from the Tarasov family. This kind of combat ability was quite explosive.

However, the Tarasov family had a lot of people, and could afford a few deaths.

The two of them stopped the car by the entrance and stood in front of a parking meter. Just as they were about to put in the money, a man in a black suit walked over with an unfriendly expression. "Move your car. Don't block the way here."

Selina didn't even look at him as she stuffed two coins into the parking meter.

Luke calmly took out his badge. "NYPD. We're here to investigate last night's shooting."

The man in black frowned. "Didn't someone already come?"

Luke took out a card and waved it between his fingers. "The numbers for the Chief's office and Internal Affairs are all here. If you're not happy, you can call them to complain. Do you want them?"

The man in black: "…"

No matter how powerful the Tarasov family was, they weren't bold enough to publicly tell NYPD how to handle a case, not to mention that he was just small fry watching the entrance.

He didn't take the card. Instead, he turned around and walked back to the main entrance with a dark face. He spoke into his comms.

Luke and Selina walked in. It was very quiet inside.

When they reached the bar counter closest to the front door and crossed the yellow tape, they both noticed something unusual about the place.

Although there were all kinds of things that had been knocked over, and broken wine bottles, there was no blood.

Luke's Sharp Nose detected the smell of bleach and blood.

Selina frowned. "Are they destroying the crime scene?"

Luke said, "Destroying the crime scene is a much lighter crime than killing people or selling drugs. They don't care."

Selina relaxed.

Anyway, they weren't here to avenge the gang. If the Tarasovs wanted to clean up, they better do a good job of it; it would also be less hassle for Luke and Selina.

The two of them walked slowly around the bar before heading deeper into the club.

The sunglasses they were wearing were already collecting information automatically. After combining all kinds of clues, they were able to partially recreate events at the scene. The main character was the fierce person who had killed more than twenty people.

Looking at the trajectory of movements and the analysis of the battle that was being projected by the sunglasses, Selina clicked her tongue and said, "This guy is pretty strong. Most of the fights happened at close range. Even though he was outnumbered, it seems he was always faster to react than the others, and hit Tarasov's bodyguards first."

Luke nodded. "According to some eyewitnesses, Tarasov's men were shot first in the body and then in the head. This guy is a professional. This method is commonly used by mercenaries, but they're used to preparing powerful firearms and adequate weapons. Few of them will fight alone."

Selina asked, "So, is he a lone wolf or a hot-blooded killer?"

Luke said, "Both. In any case, he isn't afraid of death."

Selina nodded.

She was already learning the close-range gun fighting skills which Luke had developed. They were similar to using daggers, and very dangerous.

One wrong move, and a person could lose their life.

Yet this person dared to charge into Tarasov's territory and kill more than twenty people. He truly wasn't afraid of death.

No one stopped them as Luke and Selina did one round.

However, Luke knew that a lot of people were secretly watching them from various corners.

These people had various cleaning equipment on them. They also carried the smell of bleach and blood on them.

Before the two of them entered, these people had been frantically washing the floor.

They clearly didn't want to rely on NYPD to avenge their dead fellows, but no one stepped forward to stop Luke and Selina.

If they pissed off NYPD, and the killer couldn't be found, NYPD might as well just take care of the Tarasov family. That was a possibility.

There was no need for the Tarasov family to provoke one of America's largest law enforcement agencies.

Luke and Selina left the nightclub less than twenty minutes later.

The four men in black suits at the door watched as the two of them got into the car and left. Then, they used the comms to inform their comrades, "The two cops are gone. You can continue with the clean-up."

Selina asked, "Did you find any leads?"

Luke asked, "You want to look for this super killer?"

Selina nodded, then shook her head. "I'm just curious. I want to know who he is, but that has nothing to do with solving the case."

Luke knew that she was just intrigued.

Since she was learning gun fighting, she was very interested in the close combat skills used by this super killer.

Luke said, "If we run into him, I'll point him out to you."

As he spoke, they drove east.

Luke was going to the laboratory in Nassau County today. They could stay there for a few days, and he would do some "post-battle" analysis and research.

They drove for a while, the car passing by the courthouse in Brooklyn and entering a less populated area.

Bang bang bang bang!

There was the sound of gunshots nearby.

Frowning, Luke drove the car in the direction of the gunshots.

Selina was already putting on her bulletproof vest.

If it was a normal shooting, she and Luke had special close-fitting bulletproof vests.

However, automatic weapons were clearly being used in this gunfight, and wearing a bulletproof vest with the NYPD logo on it would effectively dispel suspicion if they got involved.

As Selina put on her bulletproof vest, Luke stopped the car in a suitable location.

Only then did Luke put on his bulletproof vest. Selina had already sent out a drone, and she immediately said, "It's at the church. Hm, this guy is pretty fierce."

As Luke buckled on his bulletproof vest, he looked at the drone feed on the screen, then gave a light exclamation of surprise and slowed down.

Selina asked, "What's wrong?"

Luke said, "Check if the people in the red shirts are from the Tarasov family."

Selina immediately inputted the command and asked, "Did you notice something?"

The way Luke suddenly relaxed meant that he definitely knew something.