Naturally, NYPD wouldn't open a case.
It wasn't unusual for a girl to run away from home on her own.
From then on, there was no news of Molly, and the card was never used again.
Richard had gone to California because he suspected that his daughter had been killed in San Francisco, far away from New York.
The couple went over, only to discover that the nameless female body wasn't their daughter. They were rejoicing when they received Luke's call and hurried back.
Richard stared at Luke and said fiercely, "Detective Luke, I don't have any other requests, but you have to tell me when you find that b * stard. I want him in the electric chair."
Luke nodded with a helpless smile.
The father was muddle-headed from anger.
Although New York retained the death penalty, it had long been in reserve, and Massachusetts had completely abolished it.
That way, whether that lunatic targeted Molly in New York or Massachusetts, the chances of him being sentenced to death were basically zero.
But there was no need to say that out loud.
Luke asked again, and Richard said that he would let Molly continue her treatment at Metropolitan Hospital for the time being. They would talk about going home after her condition was clear.
That would take at least a week or so.
Luke then gave Richard his detective card and said that he could contact him if there was anything, before he left.
Night fell and the lights were lit. After a busy day, Luke and Selina finally stepped into the house with Gold Nugget.
He had just heated up the barbecue he had packed for lunch when Luke's phone rang again.
Looking at the number, he slapped his forehead and answered the call. "Haha, good evening, Mr. CEO."
"It seems you still remember that you have a CEO who works for you? That's not easy. "Jenny's voice rang out over the phone.
Although it was a mocking remark, her tone wasn't harsh, and it was more obvious that she was teasing him.
Luke chuckled. "I've never forgotten."
Jenny said, "Alright, we can talk when we meet. As a secretary, I need to report some work to the chairman. When can I make an appointment? After all, you've been in New York for ten days, and you haven't even called. "
Luke sweated. "Fine, I admit it was my fault. I should have called you a few days ago."
Most angry women didn't like to be reasonable, not to mention that he had ignored them this time.
Ginny nodded and waited for him to continue.
Luke checked the time. It was half past eight.
He said, "If Mr. President has time tonight, please find some time to meet me. How about it?"
Jenny spat at him. "You know the address. Come and see your secretary yourself." She then hung up.
Selina lay on the dining table and asked lazily, "You're going out to meet Missy?"
Luke hummed in acknowledgment and put the barbecue on the cart. Gold Nugget immediately pushed it to the dining table.
He took out a food box from the kitchen and swiftly cut up two roast geese and put them in. He then walked out with the food box. "It's been almost half a month since I've contacted her. It's time for me to find out how many shares of Stark Industries we have."
Selina was clearly in better spirits as she ate the roasted suckling pig, but she wasn't too interested in the topic. "Okay."
Luke didn't say anything else. He went back to his room and put on a new gray hoodie and a cap. He also took the big box of roast goose with him.
Selina glanced at him. "What's up? Are you going to deliver takeout to Missy tonight? "
Luke said, "What are you thinking? This is for me to eat on the way. There's nothing to eat at Jenny's place, only mineral water and wine. "
Selina snorted. "No wonder she's so flat. She's starving, isn't she?"
Luke was lost for words.
Given Selina's strength as a C + player, she would only be crushed by a B player like Jenny.
Also, Jenny was very restrained, and didn't even have any snacks at home.
It was quite reasonable to say that she was starving.
"You can rest early today. You'll probably be busy tomorrow." He waved goodbye and went downstairs, mumbling to himself, At least Miss Jenny isn't an A player. I can afford it.
He didn't drive, but strolled through the alleys as he nibbled on the roast goose. He walked out of Clinton and into Times Square. By then, he had finished the big box of roast goose.
Throwing the goose bones into a dumpster in an alley, he entered an underground parking lot. A moment later, he drove out in a Toyota SUV and headed straight for Whitestone Park in Queens.
Jenny's new residence was a three-story building near Whitestone Park. There weren't any high-rise buildings nearby, and the front of the villa faced a large river bend.
This place was relatively close to the new headquarters of Titanium Phone Company in Nassau County, and there was basically no traffic, making it convenient for her to commute.
When Luke went up to the third floor, he saw Jenny standing in front of the window and looking out at the river bend.
He went straight to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, before he stood next to Jenny and looked at the night view with her.
After a long while, Jenny finally said, "Okay, I know you're busy. Let's get down to business."
Luke hugged her. "Looking at the night view with you is also business, right?"
Leaning against him, Jenny said lazily, "That's right. It's as if billions of dollars aren't business to you. We've only spent less than half of the money when we got seven thousandth of Stark Industries' shares. The most optimistic estimate is that we'll have 1.5% of the shares when we run out of money. That's a lot more than we expected. "
Luke hummed in response. "That's enough. You spent a lot of money to hire the team, so you should let them do more. You can focus on the phone company again. "
He knew that Jenny wasn't particularly interested in pure financial operations.
That was because her mother was in the technology industry, and had made a huge fortune for her.
Jenny's business talent probably came from her mother, not her father, who played with funds.
Jenny finally felt a little better. She glanced at him with an ambiguous smile. "You still remember our phone company?"
Luke nodded solemnly. "The shares in Stark Industries are just a talisman. The phone company is our foundation. I'm looking forward to it becoming the largest phone company."
Of course, that was just hope. He wasn't sure if he could do it.
After all, there was too much black technology here. Who knew when someone would come out to steal his job?
That wasn't a lie.
He did indeed value the Titanium phones, because they were the foundation for the growth of the multifaceted intelligence system.
Once smartphones became mainstream, the multifaceted intelligence system would be able to easily gather enough intelligence, regardless of whether the Titanium phones were number one in the industry or not.
In the future, when people used smartphones, whether they were Titanium phones or not, they would become his eyes and ears, and the "eyes" of his intelligence system.
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