Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

On a private jet flying from Los Angeles to New York.

The cabin was empty except for Luke, making it feel spacious.

He was reviewing the information on Nasi Bloomberg, the mayor of New York, who was a highly influential financial and media tycoon in America before entering politics.

There were even rumors that Nasi Bloomberg might run for the position of the Great Commander in the future.

Although it was just a rumor, it at least showed that he had the qualifications to run.

Nasi Bloomberg arranging for Luke to be flown to New York on his private jet was highly unusual.

Luke speculated there were two possibilities: the first was that this case had a significant impact on New York City, affecting the mayor.

The second possibility was that the murder case might be linked to Nasi Bloomberg.

Of course, it was also possible that both situations were true.

Luke searched online for New York news and similarly found no information about the murder case.

He didn't want to waste his energy on these futile guesses.

Then, he dialed Michael Jett's phone.

Michael Jett was the acting head of the FBI's New York office's criminal investigation department.

Last time, when Luke was investigating a case in New York, they had collaborated and got along well.

"Hey, Michael, it's Luke."

"Hello, buddy, I heard we're meeting soon," came a man's voice from the other side, sounding somewhat tired.

"Yes, I'm currently on a plane to New York.

Do you know about the suspected Blood Hand Mac murder case?"

"Of course, I'm involved in the investigation."

"Good, Thomas asked me to come to New York just to investigate this murder case.

Can you send me the related materials?

I don't want to just sit and stare blankly for these few hours on the plane."

"No problem, I'll have Louise send them to you shortly.

Let's talk later; I need to get back to work."

"See you later." Luke hung up the phone.

Luke didn't just wait idly; he then contacted his father.

"Dad, I received a notice an hour ago to go to New York for a case.

I'm on a plane heading there now."

Li Zhaofeng was a bit surprised and asked, "In such a hurry, what case do you need to handle?"

"A murder case, but I'm not clear on the details."

"What time do you expect to arrive at the airport, so I can pick you up?"

"Probably around eleven at night. You don't need to pick me up; the FBI New York office should arrange someone to receive me."

"Alright, then I'll make some supper for you tonight."

"Dad, this case is quite urgent, and I'm not sure if I'll directly handle the case when I get to New York or go home to rest.

So, don't prepare dinner; I'll just eat on the plane."

"Okay, let me know after you disembark. If the case isn't urgent, come home for a rest first. It's inconvenient to investigate late at night."

"Got it." Luke chatted with his father for a bit, then hung up the phone.

Soon, agent Louise from the criminal investigation department contacted Luke and sent over the relevant case information.

Deceased, Grace Bloomberg

Gender, female

Date of birth, June 12, 1975

Height, 166cm

Mobile number, 909 836 2526

Social Security number, 050-53-7322

License plate number, KVU3921

Occupation, Director of Tavis Company, wife of the Mayor of New York City

Fuck, the mayor's wife was killed, no wonder the case is so urgent, yet there's no news.

The materials also included photos of the crime scene.

The crime scene seemed to be located halfway up a mountain, the deceased was not clothed, there were clear strangulation marks on the neck, and the arms were severed, with blood staining the body and surrounding ground.

Additionally, not far from the body was a red Porsche 911 convertible, with a unique circular symbol painted in blood on the car glass.

Luxury car, socialite, blood, severed arms, blood symbol...

The impact of these images was strong, and it's no wonder the news hasn't reported on the case.

The murder of the Mayor of New York City's wife in this manner is bound to be the global headline by tomorrow.

The media has certainly been barred from reporting.

Nasi Bloomberg, not only being the Mayor of New York and a financial tycoon, but also a media mogul, definitely has the means to do so.

These crime scene photos gave Luke further insight into the case, but since he hadn't been to the scene or questioned any relevant individuals, his understanding remained limited.

After browsing all the materials, Luke took out a photo of a footprint stained with blood.

This set of bloody footprints was found around the crime scene and was the main reason Negan Thomas invited him to Los Angeles to investigate the case.

With nothing else he could do on the plane, he began to study the set of footprint photos.

...

Eleven o'clock in the evening, over New York International Airport.

A private plane slowly landed on the tarmac.

Luke dragged his luggage off the plane and boarded a shuttle under the flight attendant's gaze.

A few minutes later, Luke saw a white woman with brown curly hair at the exit.

The white woman with brown curly hair saw Luke as well and waved, shouting, "Hi, Advisor Li, I'm here."

"Hi, Louise, good evening."

Louise shrugged, "Honestly, I'm not good at all, both tired and hungry.

I feel like I could swallow half a hamburger right now."

"Thank you for picking me up; I'll treat you to a meal."

"No, thanks.

I just hope to drive you home quickly so I can go home to sleep."

"Sorry for making you pick me up this late.

I could have taken a taxi home.

That way you could go straight home to rest."

"No no no, I should be thanking you instead.

If I hadn't seized the task of picking you up, I'd be sleeping on the office couch tonight, provided I manage to seize it.

However, I think the possibility is slim, that guy Amir Khan keeps an eye on the couch in the lounge.

If I head that way, that guy will definitely lie on the couch."

Luke chuckled, "Seems like everyone is quite motivated. Is there any progress on the case investigation?"

"No, the incident occurred last night, and no witnesses have been found yet, so there's not much progress in the investigation.

This is also the reason for not letting you go. In the wee hours past midnight, even stray dogs have gone to sleep, making it difficult to conduct an effective investigation." Louise finished, then blinked her brown eyes, jokingly, "Of course, if you want to pledge allegiance to some big figure like them.

This is a good opportunity."

Luke shrugged, "To me, all victims are the same.

Take me home."

Grace Bloomberg raised an eyebrow, her voice rising, "Advisor Li, you're making me see you in a new light."

Luke just smiled and said nothing.

Nasi Bloomberg is indeed a big figure, but he's the Mayor of New York, not the Mayor of Los Angeles.

Luke's base is in Los Angeles; if the Mayor of Los Angeles' wife died, he might have ideas about cozying up.

Although the Mayor of New York's influence is significant, he hasn't direct interests in it, so why bother rushing?

Moreover, even if he can cozy up, he isn't lacking.

One hour later, Louise drove to Li Zhaofeng's house.

After Luke got out of the car, he waved goodbye to Louise.

The house was lit up, and as Luke dragged his luggage into the courtyard, the door opened.

Li Zhaofeng came out of the house, taking Luke's suitcase, "Did your colleague drive you home?"

"Yes, dad."

"Why didn't you invite her in for a while?"

"She's investigated a case all day and couldn't wait to go home to sleep."

"Come in, I've already tidied up your bedroom." Li Zhaofeng patted Luke's shoulder, carried the luggage to the doorway, then paused, appearing at a loss for words.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"There's another guest in the house..."

Luke was startled; a guest at this late hour?

He joked, "Did you get yourself a girlfriend?"

Li Zhaofeng laughed awkwardly, hesitating for a moment, "Actually... I wanted to tell you since we last met, but didn't know how to say it.

It's quite a coincidence today, just right to introduce you to each other." After saying this, Li Zhaofeng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

I...

Luke wished he could slap his own mouth.

However, he didn't betray any unusual expression, "Alright."

Seeing Luke agree so readily, Li Zhaofeng became more straightforward, carried the suitcase into the house, and Luke followed inside.

In the living room, stood a forty-something Asian woman, of medium build, with short hair, not very pretty, but was pleasant-looking, with a somewhat intellectual aura.

"Shuhua, let me introduce, this is my eldest son Luke."

The Asian woman greeted proactively, "Hello, Luke, I'm Chen Shuhua.

Meeting like this might be sudden, I hope it didn't shock you."

Luke smiled, "It's quite sudden, but it's good news, should say it's a surprise."

Chen Shuhua smiled back, "You two chat, I've made some chicken soup to warm you up."

Li Zhaofeng watched as Chen Shuhua went into the kitchen, at this moment, his palms were sweaty, feeling somewhat like a child who had done something wrong calling on the parents.

He also didn't wish for the two to meet unexpectedly in such a situation, considered finding a more suitable time and place, but something popped up...

Forget it, this situation now isn't too bad, got through this hurdle.

Li Zhaofeng felt more relaxed, "Luke, leave your luggage in the bedroom first."

Luke nodded, he also had many questions in mind, but here wasn't the place to talk.

Dad sure hid things deeply.