That matched what Robert had said.
It was much less likely that the man just looked like his old comrade.
When he saw the other photo, Luke knew that he had found the right person.
It was a photo of the man in formal military uniform with an elderly white man. It seemed to be a rather formal occasion.
There were only two of them in the photo, but they were both holding something that was particularly eye-catching.
It was a medal of honor!
Luke looked at the medal and confirmed that it was from the military. Also, the middle-aged white man looked very familiar.
After thinking for a moment, he remembered who the man was.
He searched for a moment on his phone and compared a single photo with the middle-aged man in the photo. He murmured, "This guy seems to be doing better than Robert! The Secretary of Defense personally gave him a medal? "
After taking all the photos, he walked around the room and left the room.
Luke was now absolutely certain that nobody had been in the house for a long time, at least a month or two.
The earliest notice or advertisement that had been stuffed into the door was the day after Robert's old comrade was admitted to the hospital.
As he drove, Luke couldn't help but mumble, "Frank Castle, where have you been?"
That was probably Robert's old comrade's real name. At the very least, that was the name the man in the house used.
Back in the lab, he gave all the photos of Frank Castle's family to Sponge to look for traces of them.
A moment later, he got the result.
Looking at the three medical records from Metropolitan General Hospital and the records from the police department, Luke was a hundred percent certain that something was wrong.
Frank Castle and his family had all been sent to Metropolitan General Hospital on the night of the shooting.
All four members of the family had suffered gunshot wounds, and the time of emergency treatment on the medical records was very close.
This proved that they had probably been attacked while they were together.
But in the hospital and the police files, Frank Castle was only recorded as "John Doe," and his wife and children who had been injured with him weren't mentioned at all.
That was highly unusual.
In such a major shooting case where so many people had been killed, it was only natural that the relationship between the victims had to be investigated and recorded as clues for future investigation.
For such an ambiguous situation to occur, it was highly likely that someone had tampered with the files of the hospital and the police, erasing a lot of necessary information.
Narrowing his eyes, Luke couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the simple case report and the dazzling "John Doe."
Robert had personally said that if he wanted to know how his old friend was doing, he should try his best to help if there were any problems.
Luke didn't want to give Robert the answer that his entire family was dead and he was missing. That would definitely be very unpleasant.
He only hoped that Frank was still alive.
That way he could answer Robert.
This time, there was one more thing that Luke needed to pay attention to.
However, this matter could not be rushed.
In New York, an international metropolis with millions of people, it really took a bit of luck to find someone who had disappeared for more than a year.
Unlike an ordinary person, Luke could use his identity as a detective to investigate cases and look for clues.
In addition, he had the Multifaceted Intelligence System.
Titanium phones already had more than 100,000 users in New York, and most of them were loyal F2F users.
Perhaps one day, traces of Frank Castle would appear in the photos and videos they uploaded.
This was the most reliable solution that Luke could come up with.
In the evening, Luke and Selina went to Margaret's Bar again.
Today, Wade informed them that they could get the files.
This time, Wade was waiting at the bar ahead of time and was talking to Weasel, the bartender.
When Luke and Selina sat down at the bar, the bartender gave them two bottles of Coke with a smile. "A freebie."
Luke smiled and took out two bills from his pocket and threw them into the glass jar. "Business is business. I'm a man of rules."
Stumped for a moment, Weasel didn't say anything else.
For some reason, he felt a little uneasy when he heard Luke's words.
Wade didn't waste any time. He took out the files and pushed them in front of Luke.
Luke asked, "How much?"
Without hesitation, Wade raised his hand and gestured with one finger.
Luke took out a paper bag from his backpack and pushed it over to him. "Count it yourself."
As he spoke, he opened the file and couldn't help but chuckle after reading it.
Wade was busy counting the money and didn't pay much attention.
On the side, Weasel asked casually, "What, did you find someone interesting?"
Luke said, "Yes, indeed."
The last name on the list that Wade had given him was actually Darius Kincaid.
Wade probably didn't know that Luke didn't just know Kincaid, but had also given him a contact number last time.
Kincaid had left Luke a message some time ago saying that Sonia was pregnant and that they were waiting to welcome a new life.
Luke didn't think that this old man, who was over forty, would abandon his pregnant wife and come to New York to cause trouble for the masked "vigilantes."
Besides, Kincaid never took on such jobs.
Chuckling inwardly, he looked at Wade. "Is the deal done?"
Wade finished counting the money and put the paper bag in his chest. He nodded with a smile. "Okay. Weasel, give me a dry martini. "
It was so easy to earn this rich guy's money! Feeling the thick stack of cash in front of his chest, he was delighted.
Luke picked up his Coke and took a sip. "Weasel, let's talk about the last deal."
Both Weasel and Wade were stunned. "Huh?"
Luke took out Weasel's file from his backpack and pushed it back. "Take a look first."
Weasel hesitated for a moment, but still took it and opened it.
Wade leaned over curiously. In less than two seconds, he exclaimed, "What the hell is this?"
Several people on the hitman's file had been stamped with a "Can't Be Found" red stamp.
Luke and Selina quietly sipped their Coke on the side and enjoyed the looks on the faces of the two wretched guys next to them.
Weasel only read a few pages before he flipped to the list of hitmen at the top. More than twenty names had been crossed out in red.
He looked at Luke. "What's the meaning of this?"
Luke said unhurriedly, "Like I said, I'm a man of rules. So if you want 20,000, I'll give you 20,000. I asked you if there was anything wrong with the information, and you said you were honest. Now that the goods aren't right, what do you think you should do? "
Weasel frowned. "The deal is complete. No refunds. If there's a problem, you should've mentioned it when you got the information. If you think there's a problem, don't buy it. "
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