Chapter 349: Official Communication, Old Morgan’s Fury and Urgency

At this moment.

Old Morgan, who had originally planned to leave first and give the New York Police Department two more days to solve the case, had already abandoned that idea. Ignoring the ominous presence of the unidentified corpse before him, he sat directly at the trace analysis desk in the Forensic Identification Department.

After watching the footage of Little Morgan’s brutal murder, the fury boiling inside Old Morgan could no longer be contained. He had no intention of wasting even two more days. All he wanted now was to take revenge with his own hands, to personally kill the murderer as quickly as possible.

Because judging by the current performance, even if the New York Police Department—or that idiot Walker—were given more time, they would still be unlikely to catch the killer known as Punk Man.

What hope could there be in a police station that only cared about taking credit?

They couldn’t even make a basic deduction about whether this unknown corpse was Punk Man. Worse, they seemed intent on bluffing their way through, trying to deceive him with such a flimsy excuse.

This alone proved that the New York Police Department not only lacked even the most basic investigative skills, but also had a long history of shady dealings and covering things up.

Moreover, the stark contrast with the Dragon Country Police earlier had left Old Morgan with an unprecedented level of disdain and disgust toward the New York officers.

Having decided not to give the NYPD another chance and to seek help from the Dragon Country Police instead, Old Morgan’s rage had begun to subside, though his expression remained cold and grim.

Though his mood was gradually calming, his hatred for the murderer had not lessened in the slightest. In fact, it was only growing deeper.

Because now, every time he closed his eyes or let his thoughts wander, the horrific scene of Little Morgan’s torture and death would replay vividly in his mind.

His only grandson, the sole heir to the Morgan Financial Group, had been so cruelly slaughtered. No amount of pleading had spared him. The killer hadn’t shown the slightest fear or respect for the Morgan Financial Group.

This made Old Morgan’s thirst for vengeance grow stronger with every passing second. He wanted nothing more than to kill the murderer with his own hands and avenge his grandson.

Taking a deep breath, Old Morgan pushed down the chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind. Sitting in the chair, he turned his head toward Chief Walker, whose face was so swollen it looked like a pig’s head, and said expressionlessly:

“Enough. That’s enough.”

As soon as he spoke, several bodyguards immediately released Chief Walker. None of them made any move to help him up, letting him collapse to the floor in pain, nearly fainting.

But the next second, as if remembering something, Chief Walker struggled to his feet and gave Old Morgan a deep ninety-degree bow. Slurring through his battered mouth, he mumbled:

“S-sorry, Morgan… CEO Morgan.”

“I promise… I promise I’ll find the killer in two days… just give me… give me…”

Before he could finish, Old Morgan, who was gazing down and absently rubbing the platinum ring on his finger, cut in coldly and without room for argument.

“Chief Walker.”

“I already said… I no longer require the assistance of the New York Police Department.”

“Don’t make me say it a third time. Don’t make me think you’ve lost even the last bit of value you had—knowing when to read the room.”

“Crushing someone like you means nothing to the Morgan Financial Group. It’s no different from stepping on an ant.”

At those words, Chief Walker, who had been trying to plead further, immediately shrank back in fear, clearly too terrified to say another word.

Though Old Morgan was getting on in years, his ruthlessness and methods were not to be underestimated.

After all, to become the head of such a massive financial empire and maintain dominance over countless business rivals for so many years—this alone proved that Old Morgan was no ordinary man.

Right now, Chief Walker was truly afraid—terrified that Old Morgan might act on impulse and have him killed. And that was entirely within the realm of possibility.

As Walker finally shut his mouth and behaved, Old Morgan no longer paid him any attention. He slowly closed his eyes and tapped on the table, speaking calmly:

“Ten minutes.”

“In ten minutes, I want to be in contact with the Dragon Country Police.”

His longtime secretary didn’t hesitate for a moment and responded crisply:

“Understood.”

She immediately pulled a laptop from her briefcase, placed it in front of Old Morgan, and began preparing for a video call. She had already instructed other subordinates to initiate contact with the Dragon Country Police.

Of course, with the Morgan Financial Group’s immense international influence, establishing communication with the Dragon Country authorities was not a difficult task.

…

At the same time.

Inside the Shanghai Huaihai Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Su Ming wore a faint smile as he tapped the table confidently and said,

“Almost there.”

“I think… it’s just about time for us to start preparing to head to the United States.”

“After seeing the video of Little Morgan being brutally killed by J, Old Morgan must be seething with rage. On top of that, the incompetence of the New York Police Department and their attempt to sweep things under the rug will only fuel his anger even more.”

“Unless something unexpected happens, Old Morgan has probably lost all faith and trust in the New York Police Department by now. He’s likely given up any hope in them.”

“And with his desire for revenge burning stronger than ever, he’ll naturally have to look for outside help.”

“Given that we’ve already demonstrated our investigative abilities—easily identifying an anonymous corpse and completely dismantling that massive drug trafficking organization—we are, without a doubt, Old Morgan’s best option.”

“The most important part is… we’re not asking for much. All we need is to leverage Old Morgan’s influence to gain access to the United States so we can carry out the arrest.”

“Compared to those other organizations and individuals whose reliability is still uncertain, the official identity of us from Dragon Country will actually make Old Morgan trust us even more.”

“I’d say it won’t be long now before that all-important third call comes through.”

Sitting beside him, Liu Yang couldn’t help but speak with a mix of excitement and admiration.

“Team Leader Su.”

“You’re incredible. You’ve read Old Morgan like an open book.”

“Honestly, if we really go to the United States and bring K back to face justice, I can’t even imagine the pressure it’ll put on those who are hoping to flee abroad to escape the law.”

“Over the years, quite a few economic criminals have banked on the idea that they could run to the United States and avoid prosecution.”

“But once we succeed in a cross-border arrest, those who are still harboring such thoughts and planning crimes might start to think twice. They’ll have to consider whether they’d still be hunted down even after fleeing to the U.S.”

“And if the opportunity arises in the future, we might even try to push for direct extradition of criminals…”

Before Liu Yang could finish his sentence, Lin Tian’s phone rang sharply from his pocket.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Lin Tian pulled it out. After glancing at the caller ID, he raised an eyebrow meaningfully and said,

“It’s a call from Chief Xu.”

“Looks like Old Morgan is even more desperate than we expected…”