"Ring ring..."
Luke's phone rang, and when he took it out, the screen displayed Reid's number.
"Hello, this is Luke."
Reid's voice came from the phone, "Buddy, your day off is going to end early."
Half an hour later.
Luke rode his Harley motorcycle to the Los Angeles River.
Luke parked his motorcycle by the bridge, with police cars lining both sides, and a cordon was already set up at the bridge entrance.
The water in the Los Angeles River was not clear, and the water level was higher this year than in previous years.
Luke was something of a celebrity in the police department; the moment he arrived, all the officers on site looked his way. A few patrol officers also greeted him, and he walked straight into the scene without having to show his badge.
Little Black waved a greeting, "Captain, over here, wow, you came on our beloved Harley."
Luke corrected him, "That's mine. What's the situation on site?"
