In fact, for the company's employees on the surface, the garage, the elevator, and the two floors underground didn't exist at all.
Even if someone tried to break into the underground research lab, they would be subdued by the defenses inside, and Luke would be notified to deal with it.
After the elevator opened, it was a separate, enclosed space.
Luke put the fake phone in front of the scanner again, and the heavy alloy door of the research lab officially opened.
In the spacious space, bright lights lit up one after another, and a gentle female voice rang out. "Sir, welcome."
Luke hummed in response. "Sponge, it's been a while. How have you been?"
The gentle female voice rang out. "Thank you for your concern. I'm doing very well here."
Luke said, "Record the lady next to me. She has first-sequence authority in the lab."
"Yes, sir." The female voice rang out. "Recording complete."
Selina was curious. "Is she an AI program too?"
Luke nodded. "Yes. You can ask her anything you want to know. We'll be here a lot in the future. It's our second home." He then turned to leave.
Gold Nugget whined.
Luke: "What?"
Selina walked leisurely to the living room on the side. "It's asking: what's its authority?"
Luke: "… Sponge, record this dog as a second-sequence authority."
Gold Nugget whined.
Luke said, "First-sequence authority is mainly to use the experiment equipment. So, have you memorized the multiplication table? "
The dog decisively turned around and followed Selina to tour the new home.
Luke snorted. It really wasn't challenging to get rid of a super bad dog like you.
Leaving Gold Nugget behind, Luke walked into the lab on the side and checked the equipment.
Only about 60% of the equipment he needed was here. The rest were either in reserve or out of stock for the time being.
However, there would never be enough research equipment.
Even if the equipment wasn't old, most of the equipment here would be outdated in five years, and would have to be replaced.
So, Luke wasn't in a hurry. Buying them one by one was an acceptable outcome.
Twenty minutes later, he turned on the virtual screen and was ready to work.
Suddenly, cries of "Oh yeah!" and "How dare you!" came from afar. Gloomily, he looked over, only to see Gold Nugget jumping around in a panic because it wasn't familiar with the equipment here.
A few seconds later, it was Selina who turned off the virtual screen in the living room and shrugged at him. "It wanted to watch the show, so that's it."
Recalling the life-sized characters on the virtual screen, Luke sighed. "Was it really necessary to make them so big? You can shrink it down a bit. In addition, the living room can isolate light and sound, and there are wireless earphones. There's no need to use an external sound system. "
Selina laughed and rubbed the dog's head angrily. "I told you not to mess around! Do you hear me? Go to the side and zoom out, put on your headphones and watch. "
Gold Nugget readily accepted the suggestion.
Looking at the situation on the other side, Luke shook his head with a smile. He closed the lab door, lowered the transparency of the windows, and got to work.
After the appearance of the professional killer yesterday and the news of the bounty, Luke decided to postpone the cleanup operation.
He had just leveled up and his Mental Strength hadn't reached 40 points yet.
When his Mental Strength reached 40, it would take him a day or two to get used to the surge.
Also, he was a local boss in New York.
Only an idiot would rashly start a fight with an unknown number and strength of assassins.
It was best to have intelligence first.
Thus, he and Selina took a break for the next few days, and used the lab equipment to speed up the modification process.
After a busy day, Luke received a call from Robert after dinner.
After exchanging a few words, Robert asked, "How's life in New York?"
Luke didn't think too much of it. "It's fine. My old boss is protecting me, and the big boss is the first deputy commissioner of NYPD. My colleagues aren't idiots who pick a fight with me. It feels pretty much the same as in Shackelford."
Robert: "… You're very confident."
Luke had lived at home for more than ten years, and Robert had a deep understanding of his personality. It was his habit not to brag or brag when it came to business.
Since he said it was fine, it meant that Luke was doing well in NYPD.
After confirming that, Robert got down to business. "It's like this. I've contacted my old friends about the security company you mentioned. Two of them said that they can come, but I think the most important and most suitable person is missing. "
Luke thought for a moment and asked, "Do you suspect that something happened to him?"
Robert said, "A little. When I retired, I completely cut off contact with my old friends. But none of the people I contacted knew anything about this person. Apparently, he's also completely retired. "
Luke thought for a moment and asked, "Do you need me to find him?"
Robert said, "Our information was confidential back then, and we didn't talk about the specifics, but I know that he's in New York, and that he probably has a wife and a daughter. You might be able to find out where he is in NYPD. If he's doing well now, there's no need to disturb him. "
Luke smiled. Robert was still worried that his old comrade wasn't doing well.
"Okay, I'll try. What's his name? "asked Luke.
Robert said, "Back then, we usually called him Francias Stronghold.
But that's definitely a fake name, so … "
Luke wasn't too surprised. He simply asked casually, "What was your name back then?"
Robert said, "… Gray Rabbit."
Luke immediately understood what was going on.
Robert Greyson. Wasn't the word that sounded similar to Rabbit?
Grey, which was a gray rabbit.
However, Robert's old comrade might not have been named according to this pattern.
In the army, he might even have been named after his ex-girlfriend's father.
Any normal person would be able to guess what was the reason behind such a ridiculous move.
"What other characteristics and information about him?" asked Luke.
"He should be around thirty-five now. I'm not sure," said Robert. "He's Caucasian and likes to shave his hair short. He looks … fierce, and his face is shaped like a trapezoid."
Luke said, "… He's not more handsome than you, is he?"
After a brief silence, Robert seemed a little angry. "Nonsense, I'm much more handsome than he is."
Luke pondered for a moment, but didn't dare ask if this Francis was a better fighter than Robert.
Robert's usual comment was, "What's the point of being handsome? I can beat him up easily."
On the other hand, it was possible that a certain someone had really been beaten up by Mr. Francis before, which was why he was so particular about his looks.
Luke said, "That works too. You probably don't have a photo of him. You can have Catherine draw a sketch and fax it to me. "
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