After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

the next day.

In the chairman's office in the Morgan Building.

After a proper sleep and rest, Old Morgan came to the office early as always to deal with the consortium's decisions and matters.

Although the current Morgan consortium is extremely large, many decisions and business actions no longer require the old Morgan to personally review and judge whether there is a certain possibility.

However, in order to ensure the health of the consortium, internal problems and various kickbacks should be reduced as much as possible.

Every day, Old Morgan would randomly select a part of the decisions, review them personally to judge the feasibility, and then tell all the professional managers who were in charge of the company on their behalf.

Don't think that once you have a certain amount of power, you can do whatever you want behind your back. Old Morgan is always holding the Sword of Damocles, aiming it at their necks and it may fall at any time.

It is this special mode of random inspection that allows the Morgan consortium, which is still huge, to have very few adverse situations and decisions. Even if the global economy goes down, it can stabilize its fundamentals.

Therefore.

Although Morgan Jr. is currently confirmed to be dead, the death of the only heir to the entire consortium has not brought much turmoil to the Morgan consortium.

Because, everyone believes that...as long as old Morgan is still alive, even if there are commotions and rumors, the entire consortium will be put back on track in time.

Sea God Needle.

Old Morgan is undoubtedly the anchor of the entire consortium, and he is also one of the most powerful people at all levels of society in the United States.

Although his mood was indescribably depressed and sad due to what happened to little Morgan, old Morgan still finished the day's work dedicatedly.

And he browsed it carefully to see if there were any other family consortiums or business empires taking advantage of the current opportunity to try to take a bite out of the Morgan consortium.

The result is...all large consortiums and families act as if nothing has happened. They have no intention of getting into trouble with the Morgan consortium. They are afraid of being labeled as the murderer behind the scenes, causing the heirs of their own organizations to become innocent victims.

Through this, Old Morgan has actually become more and more certain that there is no other huge behind-the-scenes driving force behind the whole thing.

The murderer is the poker organization hidden in the dark side of the United States.

The situation and details mentioned by the Longguo police officer previously were undoubtedly verified again.

Think of this.

Old Morgan glanced at the clock on his desk and found that it was almost time, so he rang the pager bell.

After a few seconds.

There was a knock on the office door, and a secretary in a suit walked in slowly and said respectfully.

"President."

"Do you have any instructions?"

Old Morgan glanced at the photo of little Morgan beside the table, then stood up and spoke without any doubt.

"To the New York airport."

"The police from Long Country should be arriving soon. I need to further confirm the details of their actions."

......

After one hour.

As a large cross-country flight landed at New York Airport.

As if they had received the news from above in advance, Su Ming and his party got off the plane faster than the business class passengers under the guidance of the flight attendant.

This time it does not stop at the terminal, but requires a shuttle bus for intra-airport transfer.

but.

When Su Ming and others walked out of the airport and came to the ramp, they found that... there was no special shuttle bus in front of them.

The old Morgan secretary who had appeared in the video before was already standing under the gangway waiting. Parked next to him were several bulletproof Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles, and...a rather conspicuous Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The secretary in formal attire immediately bowed slightly to make an invitation gesture, and spoke in Chinese that was not fluent but understandable.

"Dear guests, please get on the special car prepared by our Morgan Consortium."

"For the convenience of work, these vehicles will be dedicated to serving only a few people in the future. No matter where you want to go, you just need to tell the driver."

"As for Sheriff Su Ming, please come with me. The president is already waiting for someone in the car. I hope we can have further face-to-face communication with more details."

After listening to what the secretary said.

Liu Yang, who was familiar with various official reception styles, frowned and complained.

"It put a lot of pressure on me right now."

"It's said to be convenient for work, but it's obviously... to monitor our daily actions."

"Once we use these cars, the first thing the driver will probably do after he delivers us to the location is to report the progress to his superiors. It's really uncomfortable."

"From this point alone, you can see that this mission will definitely not be easy."

In response to Liu Yang's complaint, Su Ming shrugged and said with great confidence.

"Don't worry, Bureau Liu."

"Old Morgan is not a stubborn person. As long as we can catch the murderer, everything else can be relaxed."

"And in a sense, these vehicles will actually be the best cover."

"No matter what, let's get in the car first. I'm a little curious now as to what old Morgan wanted to ask, so he took the time to come to the airport to wait for us."

"Logically, he should be very busy right now."

After saying that.

Su Ming walked out of the gangway first, raised his head to signal to everyone, and then, under the guidance of his secretary, arrived at the side door of the Rolls-Royce in the middle of the motorcade.

Followed by.

The secretary skillfully opened the car door and extended his hand to invite Su Ming to sit in.

Without any delay or nervousness, Su Ming bent over and sat in the left seat of the back seat of the car, then looked slightly sideways.

An old white man with a very pure appearance was leaning on the seat with his eyes closed and meditating. There was a specially lowered central armrest between the two of them, with two glasses of red wine placed on it.

no doubt.

This is a business reception that has given enough face.

Even when negotiating business with those business tycoons at the same level, Old Morgan would only receive him with this standard, which is enough to show the importance he attaches to Su Ming.

Or... the importance attached to little Morgan's murderer.

After carefully looking at the old Morgan beside him, Su Ming did not ask, but also closed his eyes to rest, as if he was suffering from jet lag.

After everyone had made arrangements, the motorcade was already moving slowly. The destination of this trip... was undoubtedly the New York Police Department.

And when the vehicle is moving.

Old Morgan slowly opened his weathered eyes. He didn't look at Su Ming beside him first. Instead, he raised his wrist and looked at the time. He said without a doubt.

"It's ten o'clock in the morning."

"At this time seven days from now, I should be able to see the murderer of little Morgan?"

This sentence.

It was obviously the pressure exerted by Old Morgan, and it was also a solemn reminder to Su Ming.

Don't forget the promise made in the previous video, that J can be brought to him within seven days at the latest.

And time has already started counting from the moment he set foot in the United States...