Chapter 1656 - Young People Nowadays...

In the days after, it seemed that D.C.'s bad luck had finally run its course.

It was quiet in New York, and the weather had been good for several days running.

Luke and Selina returned to work.

It was almost noon, and they were going to have lunch, but first had to deal with… a traffic incident.

A young African-American girl was looking up at the sky, her head and one foot stuck in the gap of a guardrail. She was basically unable to move.

She scowled. "Officer, can you hurry up? I have a party to go to later."

Luke and Selina looked at each other and held back their laughter.

It was Luke who pulled himself together a little more. Holding a towel in one hand, he accepted a bottle of water from Selina. "Since you can't wait for the rescue team, we can only take it slow."

The girl said with a pained expression, "Okay, okay, please hurry."

She then turned her head and roared, "D*mn it, you're invading my privacy!"

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Several spectators on the side didn't show any signs of remorse. They simply stretched and twisted their bodies as much as possible and took photos like crazy with bright smiles.

"Quick, take a photo."

"How flexible. She must be a street dancer."

"Not necessarily. She could be an acrobat of some sort."

"Haha, my post will definitely get a lot of likes today."

Listening to the random discussion, the girl wanted to die.

She had been in a hurry and had wanted to act cool by flipping over the guardrail. How had it turned into a 180-degree body roll and her getting stuck?

Luke padded the sides of the girl's neck with the wet towel. Taking the police truncheon from Selina, he tied it to one end of the towel and started twisting.

Gradually, the guardrail on one side of the girl's neck was pushed apart.

Selina reached out and gently pushed the girl's head away from the rail.

Then, she spun the girl around in a half-circle so that she was standing on one leg.

The onlookers exclaimed, "Officer, you have good arm strength."

"Quick, take a photo, super policewoman."

"Nonsense, she's a police beauty."

Selina and Luke were as calm as ever. Everybody in NYPD was used to this treatment, and they were no exception.

New York had the most developed phone network in America and the biggest population – there was no shortage of paparazzi here.

The moment NYPD showed up to get things done, a bunch of people would take photos and post them online.

The worst thing was that there was no way to fine these people.

The law didn't punish the masses, and even the American constitution couldn't do anything about the paparazzi, let alone NYPD.

Luke simply stepped forward and took out the girl's foot, which was stuck in the guardrail, so that she could stand on both feet.

He then said unhurriedly, "Ma'am, please abide by traffic rules in the future. If a car hadn't noticed you just now, your limbs might have already been amputated."

The girl couldn't help but rub her head. Was this… also a limb?

Having just been rescued, she wasn't as lively as usual, and could only nod obediently.

At that moment, a girl burst out of a supermarket in the distance and screamed, "Thief! Thief! That man stole my phone!"

Everybody turned around and subconsciously focused on a young African-American man who was running.

The guy had an arrogant smile on his face as he ran with his hands in the air, like a runner crossing a finish line.

He was even singing, "I believe I can fly. I used to think that I…"

In one of his hands was a pink phone that didn't look like it belonged to him at all.

Luke spun the towel in his right hand, which was still tied to the truncheon, and swung it out.

The truncheon hit the young man's hand, and the pink phone was sent flying.

The truncheon then dropped to chest level, and the young African-American man was pulled toward the guardrail on the side of the road.

Luke stepped forward to stand behind him and catch the pink phone with his free hand.

He raised his left elbow, and exerted force with the truncheon to press the young man's head into the recently vacated gap of the guardrail.

The onlookers exclaimed again.

"Wow, super police."

"Kungfu, this is definitely kungfu."

"Quick, take a photo."

"Ah, both officers are so cool. I like them."

Everybody looked at the last person to speak, and saw that it was a girl.

Everybody forgave her.

It was normal for someone like her to like handsome guys and be envious of pretty girls.

The African-American girl who had just escaped was stunned to see the face that suddenly appeared in the guardrail. "Obi, what are you doing?"

Everybody: "…"

Luke and Selina: "…"

Clearly, the girl who had been stuck knew the young man who had snatched the phone.

"Alright, please wait a moment. The patrol officers will be here to record your statements." Luke smiled.

He and Selina had only come here for lunch, and had no intention of wasting time on such a small case.

Even though the person who had grabbed the phone clearly wasn't in his right mind and looked like he was high, Luke couldn't be bothered to say anything.

Maybe it was because the price of illegal drugs in New York had climbed too quickly recently, so it was very common for penniless people to start robbing others in broad daylight.

But he and Selina didn't go out often now to beat up people at night, so it wasn't like these people were forced to do this.

A few minutes later, a patrol car arrived and the patrol officers escorted the thief into the car, before recording the girl's statement.

Luke and Selina sat in a park ten meters away and ate the tacos which they had just bought.

Ever since she returned to her Mexican roots, Selina had become interested in the food.

What they had bought were tacos made with a twist.

The meat was from a vertical rotisserie – the boss had swiftly sliced off the meat with a small knife into the taco shell.

He then added carrots, cucumbers, onions, lettuce, pineapple, lime and a special homemade hot sauce.

Even Luke liked the strong hot sauce.

He had even considered making a knockoff version, but after hesitating for a moment, he decided against it.

The Tesnack takeaway business in Clinton was very stable. The sauce was well established – there was no need to steal this shop's secret recipe.

Bankrupting someone just because their food was delicious was too cruel.

As they ate, Selina couldn't help but comment on the two youngsters from earlier. "Young people nowadays really don't value the beauty of life. Robbing people in broad daylight, and just for a lousy phone…"

"That was a high-end Titanium phone. It can sell for 200 dollars," Luke couldn't help but add as he ate.

Selina rolled her eyes. "Is this about the money? I'm talking about robbing people, alright?"

But at that point, she changed her words. "Fine, a lot of people indeed wouldn't be able to resist making a quick buck. That's why I'm saying that young people are hopeless nowadays. Can't they do honest work to make a living with their own two hands?"