After changing clothes in an alley, Russell returned to the car as if nothing had happened and checked his mission progress.
World Quest: 1, Major Cases 0/5 World Quest: 2, Ordinary Cases 2/50
"As expected of the land of the free. Gangsters who shoot it out with the police and hoodlums who snatch wallets both count as ordinary cases."
Russell grumbled about everyday life in New York and began reassessing his mission. He had thought solving a case required arresting the criminal or filing a case closure report, but that clearly was not the case.
Which raised the question: why had the T-1000 case not been completed?
Unable to make sense of it, Russell classified it as a continuing mission. After the T-1000, other robotic killers would return from the future—or parallel universes.
That was good news. If it was a T-X, he could get himself a mechanical maid.
With that in mind, he pulled out his phone and texted Arnold, telling him to stay alert and contact him immediately if he encountered a steel-hearted straight woman.
The Mexican gang had been wiped out. The police gradually lifted the traffic blockades in the surrounding area, and the long line of vehicles slowly began moving again as traffic returned to normal.
"Stan, it's me."
Inside the narcotics bureau building, the narcotics officer Russell had met called Stanfield. The television in his office was still reporting on the earlier shootout.
New York reporters, whose intelligence-gathering capabilities outclassed even the FBI's, had already uncovered Russell's identity. They repeatedly aired his headshot and short clips of him killing gang members.
"Why are you calling me again? Don't you know what it means to avoid suspicion?"
"Stan, have you seen the news?"
"I have. Turn on any television now, and it's reporters