In the Continental Hotel in New York, Winston finished watching the video footage that Caron had just brought. After a long while, he said, "Pay attention to Santino's movements. If he leaves the hotel, notify me immediately."
Caron: “Yes, sir.”
After agreeing to this, he did not leave. After hesitating for a moment, he asked softly, "Is it appropriate for us... to intervene?"
Winston picked up the tea and took a sip. "Santino lives in my hotel. How can I stay out of it?"
Caron: "If he becomes the head of the Camorra family, then Mr. Wick..."
Winston thought about it, chuckled and shook his head: "A few days ago, Jaina was going to become the head of the Camorra family. Now she is also lying in the funeral home."
Caron: What do you mean
Winston took another sip of his tea. "It's nothing. Santino wants to boss me around. Wait until he becomes one of the Twelve Masterminds. Now, he's just the young master of the Camorra family."
Caron said nothing more and left quickly.
When the room was quiet again, Winston picked up the tablet again and looked at John, who was killing people like a butcher, with a twinkling look in his eyes: "Jonathan, you are really a genius. You are born to follow this path."
…
The next day, the weather was fine.
New York City is calm.
NYPD went out in force last night and found nothing.
The official conclusion is that a gang conflict occurred in Harlem, but with the quick response of the police, the gang members fled quickly and there were no casualties at the scene. Residents are requested not to worry, NYPD is confident that it can protect everyone's personal and property safety.
In response, Luke and Selina could only smile.
I'm glad everything is alright. Thanks to the unremitting efforts of the NYPD bosses, no new pressure was added to the Detective Bureau.
Luke went to the police station alone today, showed up and then left, returning to his home in Clinton.
Selena didn't go out in the morning, but went shopping in the afternoon with the gold nuggets.
This was the new mission Luke gave her, making it a normal thing for the two of them to travel separately.
When Luke returned home at noon, he stopped by the office.
When he came back, he happened to see Matt leaving the street and taking the bus.
When he arrived at the office, he went into the office and closed the door before asking Fudge, "What's wrong with Matt? I saw he seemed very busy just now."
Fudge pushed aside the documents on the table, sighed deeply, and glanced in the direction of Karen outside the office: "Nothing, he has some personal matters to deal with."
Luke's telepathic communication was becoming more mature, so he casually asked, "What's going on? Is someone trying to steal Karen's place?"
Fudge turned to look at him in surprise: "How do you know?"
Luke chuckled: "Who told you to look at Karen when you talk? I guess it's a relationship problem."
Fudge smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Anyway, it's a bit troublesome. That woman is an old acquaintance of Matt, so I can't say anything."
Luke nodded: "Yes, you have old acquaintances too, so they can understand Matt's difficulties."
Fudge was really horrified this time: "Shxt! Are you investigating me?"
Luke pouted. "You think too much. Unless you have a special fetish, how else can you explain the smell of women's perfume on your clothes? This perfume is not cheap. Many office women like to use it. Let me guess, she should be about the same age as you, or even a little older, and she took the initiative?"
Fudge's body was trembling, and he seemed to be curled up in his chair: "Are you a devil?"
Luke: "So, it's best to take a shower and change clothes after hanging out, otherwise it's easy to be noticed. Well, forget it, you only have this one female "good" friend anyway, you can't cheat like Matt did."
Fudge’s face was no longer convincing: You can even guess the “quantity”
He didn't really suspect Luke of investigating him privately; there was no need for that.
On the contrary, he also made some inquiries about Luke and the other man. They had a good reputation in the detective bureau and were good at solving cases.
Fudge did roll around with his ex-girlfriend last night and came straight to work in the morning.
The clothes he hadn't changed were stained with his ex-girlfriend's perfume, and he could even smell it.
Knowing this kind of clue, it is not too difficult to guess the truth, but most people don’t think in that direction.
After joking around, the two got down to business.
The first thing is that Matt’s ex-girlfriend is a rich woman. Not long ago, she wrote a large check to entrust Matt to fight a lawsuit for her.
Then, with the support of the charity fund set up by Luke, the firm had monthly income. Although it was not wealthy, the three of them would not starve to death.
Matt returned the check with great courage. Fudge naturally had no idea what Matt's ex-girlfriend's commission was.
The second thing is that the new real estate developer that emerged in the Clinton district has completed the acquisition of a large number of houses and relocated the residents, and the construction team has moved in.
Luke was curious: "What are the construction team doing in there?"
Fudge scratched his head. "I also think this is strange. There are still more than ten households in that building that have not yet reached an agreement. They can't just demolish the building. They can't maintain it and then rent it out. The rent price of that place is simply not high enough. They can only demolish it and rebuild it. But the construction team did go in, and there are movements every day, but no one has seen what they are doing."
Luke nodded. "I'll find a chance to ask my colleagues in the bureau to check the files at the Housing Administration to see what their construction projects are."
Fudge breathed a sigh of relief, he thought so too.
But suspicion also requires solid evidence. The construction team blocked the construction site and there was only one door to enter, which was basically closed.
Fudge couldn't even sneak in to take a look.
He originally wanted to discuss it with Matt, but Matt was entangled with his ex-girlfriend every day during this period, and there was a weird atmosphere between him and Karen when he came to the office, so he didn't have a chance to say anything.
Fudge could only look for Luke.
After talking about this, Luke got up and left.
When going downstairs, he couldn't help muttering to himself: No wonder a certain lawyer has been so angry recently, it turns out it was because of something between his ex-girlfriend and his current girlfriend... Hehehehe!
Thinking of this, he was too lazy to think about it.
No matter how good your friends are, they should not interfere in this kind of emotional issue.
Although he is more optimistic about Karen, who knows what Matt thinks.
Besides, Matt isn’t married either!
After returning home, he put dinner into the smart kitchen appliance and set the schedule, then went back to the basement to work.
The torso part of the Thousand Faces System is still missing a part, but being a bit obsessive-compulsive, he still wants to make it.
It's not perfect, but the basic functions must be basically realized.
Compared with the mask, the torso part of the Thousand Faces System has higher technical requirements.
No matter how much the face is changed, it is only a slight adjustment at the centimeter or even millimeter level, but driving away the body requires changing the physical features, including the most troublesome height.
Not to mention that it is difficult to make the body smaller and shorter, it is not so easy to make the body bigger and taller either.
Simply increasing the height of the feet or lengthening the arm armor a little bit can still be easily exposed under the rapid development of technology.