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by MarineTLChapter 395: What About My Endorsement? Why Does This Feel Like an Interrogation?
As a bona fide African American from the United States, Bru not only had explosive athletic talent, but he also spoke his mind without any twists or turns. He was as straightforward as they came.
Just like now… after being invited up by Boss Green, his first thought was that someone willing to drop tens of thousands of dollars on a VIP suite must be looking to strike a big deal with him.
Something like a sports brand endorsement, or maybe a money-making trip to Dragon Country.
As an NBA player, Bru had heard plenty of his peers rave about how wealthy Dragon Country businessmen were. The endorsement fees they offered were always generous—at the very least, better than what most American brands paid.
Unfortunately, while his NBA salary was decent, he wasn’t among the league’s top-tier stars, so he had never received an endorsement offer from a Dragon Country sports brand.
This time, being invited by Boss Green seemed like a real opportunity to make some serious money. Naturally, Bru was beyond excited. He was already imagining how he’d celebrate after landing a huge endorsement deal—maybe unwind a bit, hit up a few different styles of nightclubs and bars.
…
At this moment, upon hearing Bru’s words, Boss Green froze for a second. Then an awkward expression crept over his face. He realized Bru had completely misunderstood the situation.
But under the pressure Su Ming brought with him, Boss Green had no choice but to bite the bullet. He gestured for Bru to sit down and began to explain.
“Bru.”
“I think… you might be misunderstanding something.”
“This gentleman is Detective Su from Dragon Country. He didn’t come to the United States to scout for endorsement talent. He was invited by the Morgan Financial Group to investigate the murder of Little Morgan.”
As soon as those words left his mouth, Bru—who had just sat down next to Boss Green—froze as well. Then, as if the couch had suddenly grown spikes, he sprang up and stared wide-eyed at Boss Green, blurting out without hesitation:
“Wait, wait, bro. Are you kidding me?”
“Are you kidding me?”
Seeing Bru so rattled didn’t surprise Boss Green in the slightest. In fact, he felt a bitter helplessness.
He had felt the same kind of panic and dread when he first learned that Su Ming wasn’t here to get closer to Carol, but to investigate Little Morgan’s death.
Because, as people who had lived in the United States for many years, they both knew exactly how terrifying the power of a top-tier family like the Morgan Financial Group could be.
It didn’t matter if you were a major nightclub owner or a famous NBA star.
If the Morgan Financial Group wanted you gone, you’d be gone. You might just die in some “accident” the very next day.
What’s more, the discovery of Little Morgan’s body at New York Harbor had already become national news, thanks to the media’s deliberate coverage.
Everyone knew the Morgan Financial Group wouldn’t let this go. They would stop at nothing to take revenge on the killer.
Getting involved in something like this meant your life was hanging by a thread.
That’s why Bru reacted so strongly. He had the sudden urge to tear Boss Green apart.
…
Seeing Bru’s wide-eyed, disbelieving stare, Boss Green could only force a bitter smile. He reached out again and gestured for him to calm down.
“Bru, I’m not joking with you.”
“This is Su, the professional detective personally hired by CEO Morgan.”
“To find the person who killed Young Master Morgan, CEO Morgan gave Su an unlimited black card. Today, he’s a true VIP guest of Infatuation Bar.”
“Also, Chief Walker is stationed just a few dozen meters outside the bar. The moment he receives any instruction, he can be on the scene immediately.”
“Su is only here to find the killer. He’s not saying we’re suspects, so there’s no need for you to be this nervous.”
“Just tell him everything you know honestly. You know… the Morgan Financial Group is a giant. Cooperating with the investigation is the smartest thing you can do.”
After hearing Boss Green’s explanation, even Bru—who had jumped up in shock—had no choice but to calm down.
Because while Boss Green had claimed he was introducing Su Ming, he had also subtly explained the situation.
Bru wasn’t stupid. On the court, he was known for his high basketball IQ. So he immediately picked up on the deeper meaning behind Boss Green’s words.
The man sitting on the opposite couch from Dragon Country was a detective personally hired by Old Morgan. He had earned the old man’s full trust and had even been given a rare unlimited black card.
There was no point in trying to run, and resisting was out of the question.
Even if he managed to flee the private room, Chief Walker was just outside and could apprehend him in an instant. Not to mention the immense pressure from the Morgan Financial Group.
And when it came to the upcoming questioning, lying would be pointless. A professional detective could spot a lie instantly.
After quickly sorting through all this, Bru glanced at Boss Green, who looked just as helpless and even a little deflated. He realized this really wasn’t Boss Green’s fault.
But he couldn’t understand why he was being dragged into anything related to Little Morgan.
Still, since he was sure he had nothing to do with Little Morgan’s death—and wasn’t even close to the guy—he slowly began to relax.
He looked at Su Ming, then turned to Boss Green, and gave an OK gesture.
“OK, OK.”
“If this is about finding the person who killed Young Master Morgan, I’m willing to cooperate. I won’t lie, not even a word.”
“But I want to say this up front: I really don’t know anything about Young Master Morgan. I wasn’t close to him, definitely not friends or anything.”
“I’m not sure… what help I can even be to you.”
Su Ming didn’t respond right away.
Instead, he analyzed Bru’s earlier shock and body language. He was already fairly certain that Bru didn’t really know Little Morgan.
That meant the possibility of someone deliberately leaking information to lure Little Morgan to Knight Bar through Boss Green’s connections was unlikely.
Questioning Bru about Little Morgan would probably lead nowhere.
But if he changed his angle and asked about Knight Bar itself, he might uncover some useful clues.
With his thoughts in order, Su Ming didn’t hesitate any longer. He tapped the table lightly, narrowed his eyes, and raised his chin slightly.
“Hello, Mr. Bru.”
“I’m not here to ask you about Little Morgan. What I want to know is information related to Knight Bar.”
“Where did you hear that, half a year ago, a famous model was being sold there like merchandise?”










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