Chapter 356: Time for the Big Move! The Best Criminal Police Officer Is Also the Most Perfect Criminal…

Though the words were spoken calmly, without any forceful tone or implied ultimatum, Old Morgan’s long-honed aura of authority still came through loud and clear to Su Ming.

This veiled threat, disguised as a reminder, prompted Su Ming to slowly open his eyes. He turned his head to glance at the highway outside the window, then began to speak.

“CEO Morgan, you can rest assured.”

“Since I dared to say I would bring the killer before you in seven days, then I will make it happen.”

“Even if I didn’t fear death or your retaliation afterward, I still have to consider my team—those comrades who traveled thousands of miles for the same goal.”

“Seven days is the bottom line I gave, not the limit of what I believe is possible.”

At this point, Su Ming paused slightly, then turned to look at Old Morgan beside him. Their eyes met—his calm and confident gaze locking with the slightly clouded eyes of the aging CEO.

“If everything goes smoothly, three days. I think maybe in three days, you’ll see the murderer of Little Morgan. By the way, the killer’s code name is J.”

Three days?

Hearing that familiar timeframe, Old Morgan frowned.

Because he had given the New York Police Department—and that useless Walker—the same three days. In return, he’d received an utterly unacceptable result.

And earlier, during the video call… the young officer now sitting beside him had clearly stated that time was tight and at least seven days were needed.

Su Ming had already noticed the subtle frown on Old Morgan’s face. With a faint smile, he continued.

“CEO Morgan.”

“The seven days I gave you earlier were merely a cautious estimate. As I said before, I’m not just responsible for myself but also for the teammates who came with me.”

“Three days to dig out J, the one who killed Little Morgan, is possible—but it comes with risk.”

“Because I can’t yet determine how insane the Poker Organization operating in the United States might be. Nor can I be sure what kind of stance they’ll take in response to my investigation.”

“But once I figure out their strategy, extracting J in three days won’t be particularly difficult.”

“Compared to the Dragon Country, the United States, with its emphasis on freedom, has always been less rigorous in cracking down on crime. That inevitably means criminal organizations hiding here tend to leave behind more clues.”

“In terms of difficulty, finding leads here is definitely easier than when we dismantled that drug trafficking organization.”

“Of course, I assume CEO Morgan is already somewhat familiar with how we handled that case. That’s probably why you chose to trust the Dragon Country Police in the first place.”

At that moment, Old Morgan couldn’t help but look at Su Ming in a new light. He was quite pleased with the young man’s confidence and complete lack of fear.

As the head of a massive financial group, Old Morgan had seen far too many young people who could talk a big game in normal settings, but would freeze up or grovel the moment they stood before him.

Even Walker from the New York Police Department couldn’t maintain such composure in front of him, let alone speak with such ease.

That alone was enough for Old Morgan to be certain: Su Ming absolutely had the strength to back up his words. When he made that bold promise earlier, there hadn’t been the slightest flicker of doubt in his eyes—only unwavering confidence.

Still, Old Morgan wasn’t ready to end the conversation there. He wanted an even firmer answer.

Because while it appeared that he had brought in the Dragon Country Police purely to avenge Little Morgan, in truth… it was also a warning to his business rivals who might be getting ideas.

His earlier act of cutting his hair at New York Harbor had been a clear statement.

No matter who it was, anyone who dared provoke the Morgan Financial Group would pay a heavy price.

But if they failed to catch Little Morgan’s killer, then that symbolic act would not only lose its deterrent effect, it would become a laughingstock among other financial giants.

He had cut his own white hair to make a statement, and yet the murderer of Little Morgan would still be out there, living freely and comfortably somewhere in the world.

That would damage the Morgan Financial Group far more than the loss of its sole heir.

Old Morgan leaned back in his seat again, rubbing his temples with his eyes closed, deliberately showing a trace of solemnity. He frowned and said,

“Chief Su Ming.”

“You may be confident now, but I must remind you of something.”

“Based on what you said earlier, this Poker Organization is massive, with at least dozens of highly skilled criminals among its ranks.”

“They’ve been entrenched in the United States for years, even decades. And given the vast differences between the Dragon Country and the United States, if all your usual investigative methods fail, or if your team suffers casualties, what will you do to make up for it?”

“Make up for it?” Su Ming repeated the phrase, his eyes narrowing slightly. A chilling, bloodthirsty glint flashed across his gaze as he bared his white teeth in a cold smile.

“Don’t worry, CEO Morgan.”

“If it comes to that, I’ll beat them using the very methods they excel at. I’ll make them understand what true despair and regret feel like.”

“But if it really does come to that, I’ll probably need your help to clean up the fallout from our pursuit, to prevent any public backlash.”

“There’s no way I’ll let them get away. That’s the promise I can give you.”

“Freedom.”

“It’s a double-edged sword. That’s true for law enforcement like us, but even more so for criminals.”

“If I can’t bring J, the one who killed Little Morgan, before you within seven days, then I won’t mind… if you douse me in gasoline and set me on fire. Let that be punishment for breaking my word, and also give the public a fitting answer with a charred, unrecognizable corpse.”

“But before that, I hope you’ll fully support our investigation. Those pointless surveillance measures—I believe they can be withdrawn now.”

Looking at Su Ming’s confident expression, and recalling the words he had just spoken, Old Morgan felt a bit of the pressure lift from his shoulders. A rare smile appeared on his face as he nodded.

“Chief Su Ming, your confidence is very reassuring.”

“To be honest, based on your performance alone, I’d say you’re already a hundred times better than that useless Walker.”

“As for any public backlash, you can rest easy. Our Jewish financial group controls the majority of global media channels. I can guarantee a complete blackout if needed.”

“The only thing I’m curious about now is… what exactly are those ‘methods they excel at’?”

That question made Su Ming take a slow breath, as if he could already smell the gunpowder in the air of the United States. He picked up the glass of red wine from the center console, took a small sip, and replied seriously,

“CEO Morgan.”

“The best criminal police officer is also the most perfect criminal…”