Lindsay wasn't disappointed.
This was an important matter, but it would be naive to say that finding Luke would solve the case 100% of the time.
Judging from his record in the police department, this young man was definitely worthy of the title of "Sherlock."
His rate of closing major cases in NYPD was as high as 30%, and close to 40% in LAPD's Major Crimes Division.
Generally speaking, an outstanding detective who could close 10% of major cases was considered outstanding, and 15% to 20% was enough to be called a "Sherlock."
The saying that only a 90-100% rate could be considered a Sherlock was just a boast in movies.
In reality, a criminal killed a person, but before anyone found out, the criminal died in a car accident, and the person turned into an urn.
How was he supposed to solve the case? In any case, the person was dead. Unless he left behind written or visual evidence, everything would end there.
There were similar cases that went missing, went abroad, and changed their names. It was easier said than done to find someone.
With Tony's technology and his superpowers, Luke could close 50-60% of cases wholeheartedly. The rest would definitely depend on luck.
There were only three possibilities for a Sherlock who claimed to have a 50% + closure rate without any superpowers. First, he only took on cases that he was confident in. Secondly, they would use torture to force a confession and frame him. Third, he could brag.
In other words, even the best Sherlock wouldn't be able to solve more than half of the cases.
This was also the reason why the mayor of New York had looked for several people before he finally found Luke. Maybe a better detective would be able to run into someone who could solve cases.
Hearing Luke's words now, Lindsay didn't feel that he was being perfunctory.
In fact, although the previous groups of people had taken longer than Luke, they had come to the same conclusion.
Perhaps this was the difference in skill. Luke was stronger than those people, so he was able to determine that there was nothing he could do faster?
Forcefully pressuring them to solve the case within a time limit? Don't be silly.
This wasn't a movie. It wouldn't be unusual for a police officer to lose his cool if he pissed them off and go online.
American police officers weren't like their counterparts in China. It was just a regular job; if they couldn't do it, they could just change jobs.
If the mayor of New York couldn't be messed with, he could go back to Texas and become a public security officer. Who would be stupid enough to send hitmen after his family?
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Lindsay got up and left in a hurry.
This matter had taken up a lot of her time, and she couldn't just ignore it.
Now that she had an answer, she could reply to her family and complete her mission.
The rest … what did it have to do with her? She wasn't a doctor who could save her cousin, nor was she a detective who could solve the case. Her father and uncle were taking care of everything else, so she didn't have to worry about it.
Luke watched Lindsay's Maybach leave the apartment parking lot, and even rolled down the window to wave at him as he passed by.
He smiled and waved back, then crossed his legs and took out his phone.
At that moment, in Cook's room, a small black ball split open and turned into six thin mechanical arms. They were the mini spider drones that Luke had thrown when he came in.
After it spread out its spider legs, it gently jumped a few times and landed next to the three custom-made drones. Its tiny legs nimbly moved a few times and opened up a hole in the drone. A robotic arm reached in.
Luke quickly typed on his phone, and a few seconds later, he entered the backend of the drone.
Little Snail checked for a moment and sent a website.
Luke smiled and entered the URL, which turned out to be a popular video website database.
A separate compressed package was placed in the database, in a state where the administrator could not see it.
To put it simply, someone had borrowed the video website's server and temporarily put in a compressed package that didn't belong to the website.
As for why a video website was chosen, it was probably because the speed of the video website's server was faster than most websites, and it had the most video files.
Luke took out a lollipop, peeled off the wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth. As he fiddled with it, his interest was piqued.
It wasn't a lie to tell Lindsay that he didn't have any clues. He really wasn't interested in Cook's serious injury and coma. Even if he could tell that the guy had been sabotaged, he couldn't be bothered to say anything.
Cracking this custom-made drone was purely a personal interest.
It was obvious that the drone had been in the electronics industry for many years. It was clearly an old hand, and it was obvious that this person wasn't bad.
For Luke to say that it wasn't bad, it had to be an elite in the industry at the very least — but if it was Tony's evaluation, it would probably be trash.
Luke wasn't as arrogant as a tycoon. His evaluation had always been based purely on strength. After all, he wasn't a genius.
Without the system giving him Tony's abilities, he would have to call the person who had made the drone a bigshot.
On the other hand, the Soderbergs had taken away the drone's memory, and clearly didn't want him to know the inside story.
Luke wouldn't stick to them and tell them that this custom-made drone actually had a wireless transmission function.
Whatever information he found now was the result of his own labor, and had nothing to do with the Soderbergs.
As he ate the lollipop and thought about this, the zip file was downloaded.
Luke looked at the contents of the zip file, smacked his lips, and closed the page on his phone. "Forget it, I'll look at it when I get back."
Half an hour later, Luke returned to his home in Clinton. He gave the zip file on his phone to Little Snail and made himself coffee and snacks for the afternoon.
Only then did he ask, "Little Snail, did you find anything? Hm, don't project those filthy images. They'll spoil my appetite. "
Little Snail said, "Yes, sir. I found that the person who uploaded this zip file has some characteristics that match the description of 'Network 001' in the database. "
Luke paused in the middle of his cup of coffee. "Huh? Let me see those characteristics. "
Little Snail immediately projected a series of pictures and data from the video website.
The so-called "Network 001" was a code name that Luke had come up with. It roughly meant … the most wanted online criminal in the world?
This code name belonged to the "Internet Invisible Man" who had appeared in the New York subway explosion, and who even Luke, Tony, and the smart program couldn't figure out.
Hm, this guy was also a huge fan of Batman.
According to Fu's incomplete statistics, this guy had helped Batman launch a counterattack on the Internet 27 times.
Many well-known critics and celebrities had just jumped out to criticize Batman when this guy exposed them. Not only did they fail to make a living, but they also lost countless fans.
When Luke discovered that there was something fishy about the drone, he was only a little curious.
He thought that he had run into some "fallen engineer," but in the end, it turned out to be an "acquaintance" he had never seen before.
Compared with the incident where Young Master Cook was attacked and knocked out, he was more concerned about this Internet Invisible Man.
As he thought that, he browsed through the characteristics that Little Snail had listed. It was indeed the style of the "Invisible Man."
But then, he frowned. "Don't tell me this guy wants to directly expose Cook on this website when the time comes?"
Given the Invisible Man's habit, he had always been clean.
Throwing black material on the Internet was his usual security method.
Usually, websites where black material was stored would have a link at a certain time, and onlookers would immediately be able to see the hidden black material.
Now that Cook's video was on the video website's server, the meaning was too obvious.
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