Robbery and Murder Department office.
Luke escorted Michael Arthur back to the police station and had Jenny handle his detention procedures.
After returning to the office, the deputy asked hurriedly, "I heard Marcus and Jackson were attacked by the suspect, are their injuries serious?"
"Not serious, I sent them to the hospital for a checkup," Luke said as he took out his tea cup and brewed some Dragon Well tea to calm his nerves.
The deputy guessed, "Is the suspect tough to handle?"
"Huh..." Luke blew on his tea and took a sip,
"That's right, his combat skills, experience, and awareness far exceed the average person's. If all the suspects we caught were half as capable as him, I might actually quit the job."
Luke handed Michael Arthur's social security number to Matthew, "Check his background, all of it."
"It's rare to hear you praise someone ," the deputy said with a curious look, "How did he injure Marcus and Jackson? Did he use a gun to take them hostage?"
"He didn't use a gun, and that's the scariest part."
"Then what weapon did he use?" The deputy was even more curious, what weapon could be more formidable than a gun?
Luke clapped his hands, "He didn't use a weapon, just his bare hands."
"Are you joking?" the deputy could hardly believe it.
"Does it look like I'm joking?" Luke said sternly.
The deputy's eyes widened, "Wow, four armed police officers were beaten by an unarmed suspect to the point of calling for backup! And two were injured?"
"Although I don't want to admit it... that's exactly what happened," Luke said, somewhat embarrassed.
"I don't understand, were you four holding sticks for a fire? Even with sticks, you could have injured him, so why were Jackson and Marcus the ones who got hurt?"
Luke didn't answer, it wasn't a glorious affair, and he didn't want to elaborate.
"How did the suspect manage it?" The deputy grew more concerned.
It wasn't mere gossip; it was more about apprehension.
People aren't afraid of animal carcasses but are very afraid of human corpses. What they fear may not be the corpses themselves but the thing that can kill people.
The deputy was also a police officer and could potentially encounter dangerous suspects.
Seeing the old man's insistence on digging deeper, Luke realized he could no longer avoid the issue and explained, "Well, the situation was a bit complicated at the time. The suspect employed divide and conquer tactics.
He must have familiarized himself with the surroundings in advance, adept at using the terrain to lurk and launch close-range attacks on Marcus and Jackson, and even snatched their pistols. The suspect's close-combat skills were formidable; Marcus and him were no match at all."
"Disarmed of their guns with bare hands!"
The deputy had been in the police force for many years and had rarely heard of such occurrences, let alone twice at the same time. This indicated that the opponent didn't rely on surprise but on superior abilities.
"Who exactly is this guy?"
Luke shrugged, "That's what I'd like to know."
"He's just an ordinary person," Matthew said as he sat at his desk, stretching his limbs,
"I've checked his background, and it's as ordinary as it gets."
"Does he have any military service experience?" the deputy asked.
"Police or any other special departments?"
"Nothing there either."
Matthew pointed at the computer screen, "He worked as a chef and a real estate agent when he was younger. Now he works at a supermarket, has no criminal or drug records, his taxes are all in order. His family relations are also straightforward; his parents have died, and he's unmarried."
Luke still couldn't believe it. The suspect's displayed abilities suggested he must have had specialized training. If he was an ordinary person, then ninety-five percent of the police force would be useless.
"Don't believe it? See for yourself." Matthew stepped aside.
Luke went over to check. The suspect, Michael Arthur, was just as Matthew had described—remarkably ordinary, without even a single traffic violation on record.
Luke also checked the identification photo; it was indeed the same person.
"Could there be any forgery?"
Matthew shook his head, "This is police system data; it can't be faked."
"It's indeed abnormal," the deputy mused.
He had listened to Luke's account and initially thought Luke might have been exaggerating. In his view, the suspect likely had some military training and experience with the force or police, = making him somewhat stronger in anti-investigation capabilities and combat than the average suspect.
But this person had no such background, which made it all the more unusual.
Having a clean record isn't a bad thing, and in normal interactions, no one would suspect anything. But for a suspect to injure two armed officers without any hint of military training— that was bizarre.
Luke sought advice, "Deputy, you have a lot of experience, what do you think?"
The deputy snorted, "What's real, what's fake? If it's made by illegal means, then it's fake, by legal means, then it's real.
The essence of law is just a tool to constrain ordinary people.
This guy's background is definitely not simple, could have a backing from some powerful department."
Luke agreed with the deputy's idea.
He had asked Matthew to investigate Michael Arthur's background to gain insight, to 'know thy enemy' as preparation for the upcoming interrogation.
But it seemed official records were unreliable.
Luke didn't give up, instructing, "Deputy, you and Jenny go to the suspect's workplace, inquire about his daily performance, see if there are any abnormalities."
"Matthew, you're responsible for checking the suspect's phone."
"Raymond, come with me to the suspect's home."