Luke had collected some information on Pim Technology before.
In fact, he had evaluated a lot of technology companies, and the simplest dichotomy was: useful to him or irrelevant to him.
Pim Technology belonged to the former category.
But this company was relatively stable. He was only interested in the company's core technology, Pim Particles. He didn't have to bankrupt the company before buying it.
There were too many technologies that he was interested in. He couldn't bankrupt a company just because he met one.
That was similar to Tony's attitude.
If there was a chance, he would try it. If there wasn't, he wouldn't force it.
Speaking of which, Luke had a lot of things on his hands.
In particular, after interacting with the tycoon in person two days ago, Tony had suddenly become Luke's one-star teammate.
Clearly, Tony had finally let down his guard when Batman showed up in person.
Luke wasn't too surprised. This was exactly what he had speculated.
If he hadn't planned to do that, he wouldn't have placed so much importance on Elementary Replication.
He also wouldn't have immediately used the second-generation master's true appearance to look for the tycoon right after Elementary Replication turned into Super Disguise.
It really hadn't been easy for him to dispel Tony's wariness.
He had saved this guy so many times and fought alongside him so many times, but he lacked that last bit of trust.
Tony Stark was just as paranoid as Luke.
The difference between him and Luke was that he didn't care about trifles. It naturally didn't matter whether he trusted him or not.
Luke, on the other hand, kept his distance from the others the entire time.
It was equally difficult for Tony and Luke to have absolute trust in someone.
This was their nature, and they couldn't change it even if they wanted to.
Thankfully, Luke had finally achieved this goal.
After passing the system's judgment, Tony's list of abilities could be refreshed at any time.
Now, as long as Luke wanted to, he could keep up with the tycoon's research progress.
With the data on Chitauri technology that Luke had sent over, the tycoon's mind was now full of fantastic ideas that he couldn't use up at all.
Luke could study a few of them for a long time; he didn't have the time to go around and mess around with other companies' technologies.
Forget about shocking people or changing the world.
There were too many technologies with the same effect as sh * t in the name of technology, and most of them were scammers.
Besides, the tycoon's third-generation arc reactor and the new man-made elements used in the reactor alone could change the energy structure of the entire human society.
Everyone knew that energy was the cornerstone of human society's progress.
The process of industrialization and electrification had completely changed people's lives.
Once energy was no longer limited, humans would be able to rely on it to travel to the stars.
Now that Luke knew how to do it, was he proud? Was he showing off?
No, because there was no need.
The Chitauri had rushed to the earth, and the Prince of Asgard, who suppressed the Nine Realms, would come to the earth to cause trouble whenever he had nothing to do. A little bit of technology was not worth going to war.
If Pim Technology's top-notch technology was real, then he would trade it. If he couldn't trade it, then he would get some finished products.
Anyway, the other party seemed to want to market this thing, so he just wanted to spend money to buy a batch in advance. There should be a negotiation.
The premise was that he had to see this technology with his own eyes and not pay for it based on some rumors.
He was rich, but he didn't like being treated as a fool, unless he tricked the other party into becoming a fool.
…
The next morning, Luke arrived at the police department on time, and saw that Misty was already sitting in her seat.
He walked over. "Good morning. How are you feeling today?"
Misty was reading a file. She turned around and couldn't help but relax when she saw the bright smile on his face. "I'm fine."
After saying this, she seemed to feel that it was too perfunctory, so she added, "It's better than the previous two months. Thank you, Luke. "
Luke observed her carefully for a moment. "It seems that Steve has been a great help to you."
Speaking of that, Misty's expression immediately turned solemn and happy. "Steve … is a very good teacher. I'm really grateful to you for letting me know him."
Luke was amused. "Don't fall in love with him. He's very popular."
Stumped for a moment, Misty couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Don't worry. He's very handsome, but I'm not that stupid. "
More importantly, Steve was white, while she was African American.
It wasn't uncommon for black and white people to be together, but most of them were in the circle of the rich, not ordinary people.
Besides, Steve didn't have that kind of intention at all.
If she had to say anything, she felt that he was more interested in Luke.
During their chat yesterday, Steve had asked a lot about Luke.
In particular, when he heard Luke's full name, he was stunned for a moment.
Luke nodded. "Did you make a few more appointments with him?"
Misty was stunned. "Appointments? But … he's not a psychiatrist, is he? "
Luke looked at her as if she were an idiot. "Even in combat, he's a top expert. Other people can only dream of getting a few pointers from him. You had a ready-made opportunity, but you didn't cherish it? I put in so much effort yesterday that he was too embarrassed to turn me down. "
Misty opened her mouth to retort.
For example, she had sparred with Steve for two minutes yesterday, and he hadn't said anything about teaching her all the time. But when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she suddenly froze and slapped her forehead. "I forgot. I'm so stupid."
She wasn't young. She had been a detective for several years, and naturally knew how to take advantage of the situation.
Even if Steve turned her down in the end, she wouldn't lose anything.
It was always possible that the other party would soften and agree to teach her one more time.
This was the breakthrough that Luke had given her.
Without this opportunity, she didn't have the right to speak at all.
Pondering for a moment, Luke said, "I'll tell them for you. In the future, you can go to the training center after it closes. If you're lucky enough to meet Steve again, don't hesitate or pester him. Just ask him how much he's willing to teach you. "
Misty: "Ah, that …"
Luke said, "You don't want to? Then … "
Misty: "Wait, I want to."
Luke smiled and gave her a thumbs-up. "That's right. Be straightforward. Being wishy-washy doesn't suit Director Stacey's evaluation of you."
Misty thought for a moment, but was a little embarrassed. "But I still have to investigate cases. I might not have that much time …"
Luke waved his hand. "I'll tell Walter that you can get off work at 3: 30 p.m. for the next week. Of course, Walter will be happier if you want to work overtime. "
Misty was dumbfounded. 3: 30 p.m.? Are you sure this is NYPD? Are you sure this is a police department?
Subconsciously looking around, she was very sure that she wasn't dreaming or going anywhere else, so what she said was true.
Ten minutes later, Luke came out of Walter's office and gestured at her to indicate that it was done.
In the office, Walter was looking at Luke resentfully. Misty couldn't help but wonder, Is Luke Walter's biological son? No, even biological sons don't get this treatment. How can you slack off and help your colleagues slack off?
Do you really think NYPD is your own?
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