Chapter 329: All Captured Except K, Who Remains at Large

Su Ming’s proposal earned unanimous nods of agreement from everyone present.

Indeed, given the current situation, handing the video over to Old Morgan right away was far from the optimal solution.

A gradual approach was needed. Let Old Morgan first witness the incompetence of the United States police. Then, once he was shown footage of Little Morgan being tortured before his death, the resulting fury and desperation would drive him to find the killer at any cost.

At that point, leveraging his influence to initiate a cross-border manhunt from within the United States would be the natural next step.

Of course, Su Ming had employed a bit of strategy here. Instead of directly exposing J’s identity, he suggested prompting Old Morgan to conduct a large-scale search of the seabed near New York Harbor.

This would undoubtedly cause a major stir, alerting J and giving him a strong enough warning to begin his escape early.

When J ultimately couldn’t be found, and Old Morgan was left with nothing but the image of his only grandson being tortured, turning to the Dragon Country police would become his only option.

After all, the Jewish financial consortium was no group of fools. Only by staying in control at all times could Su Ming manipulate them and bring his plan to fruition.

…

At that moment,

Chen Sheng nodded repeatedly, then quickly spoke up.

“Understood.”

“I’ll have the tech team provide Morgan Financial Group with the exact location of Little Morgan’s body, as detailed as possible.”

“No matter what, our first step is to earn Old Morgan’s trust. Only then can we proceed with the next phases, all the way until he personally invites us to the United States.”

Just as he finished speaking and was about to head to the Criminal Investigation Technology Section, the conference room door suddenly swung open.

Liu Yang entered, face full of excitement and a triumphant smile on his lips. He scanned the room before announcing,

“We’ve got them all.”

“Thanks to the critical intel provided by Qiang Wei and Ghost, the Criminal Investigation Brigades in three regions have successfully apprehended Babu, Plague, and Captain.”

“There was some resistance during the arrests, but without K’s support, the overall difficulty wasn’t too high.”

“Should we begin immediate interrogations of these three, or…”

He trailed off, turning to Su Ming with a questioning look, clearly awaiting further instructions.

It was obvious.

Liu Yang, a seasoned veteran of the political scene and an expert at reading the room, had come to understand during their time working together that Su Ming was the true decision-maker in the Special Task Force. Even Lin Tian wouldn’t challenge Su Ming’s conclusions.

After all, the fact that Su Ming had managed to dig so deep into such a massive drug trafficking organization in such a short time spoke volumes about the accuracy of his judgment.

Feeling Liu Yang’s expectant gaze, Su Ming didn’t hesitate. His response was firm and decisive.

“Go ahead and start the interrogations, but I doubt we’ll get much more out of them.”

“This drug trafficking organization has already been mostly dismantled. Only the top boss, K, is still on the run.”

“From what we can tell, K has likely fled abroad. Under normal circumstances, that makes it nearly impossible to bring him in. And based on the interrogation results from Qiang Wei, Butcher, and Ghost, it’s highly likely that Babu, Plague, and Captain don’t have any useful leads on K.”

“They won’t be much help in pushing the case forward, aside from filling in some missing details.”

“So I suggest we wrap up the interrogation of the local cold case as quickly as possible, then transfer them to the Huaihai Criminal Investigation Brigade in Shanghai.”

“Ghost, Qiang Wei, and the others should be transferred there as well, for centralized isolation and control. That will make follow-up interrogations and court sentencing more efficient.”

“Most importantly, if we’re heading to the United States, Shanghai has the most international flights.”

“We’ll wait in Shanghai, ready to depart the moment Old Morgan invites us to the United States. And if any new developments arise in the meantime, we’ll need access to these captured members of the drug trafficking organization.”

“That’s the plan for now.”

“We need to move quickly and get back to Shanghai to prepare for the trip to the United States.”

“No matter what, if we want to completely uproot this drug trafficking organization, we must capture K and bring him to justice!”

…

Half an hour later.

Inside the towering Morgan Building on Wall Street, New York.

An elderly man with silver hair and a weathered face, dressed in a luxurious, high-end suit, sat behind a massive solid wood desk, carefully reviewing the latest financial reports of the group.

This seemingly unremarkable old man was, without a doubt, the current head of the Morgan Family and the chairman of Morgan Financial Group. He held command over hundreds of trillions of dollars in assets and was known to the world as Old Morgan.

Despite having personal health and nutrition experts on call at all times, and access to the most expensive medicine and food the world had to offer, the past six months had taken a visible toll on him. The weight of constant worry had aged him several times over.

At this moment—

Old Morgan was poring over the financial reports of the conglomerate, analyzing which sectors warranted heavy investment.

Just then, a secretary in a black suit knocked twice before entering the room. He glanced at Old Morgan, then lowered his head and spoke in a solemn tone.

“Chairman.”

“The group just received another email regarding Young Master Morgan—”

Before the secretary could finish, Old Morgan waved his hand, cutting him off without even looking up. He let out a weary sigh.

“Just handle it.”

“Check if the information in the email is credible, see if there’s any real trace of Little Morgan. There’s no need to report every detail to me.”

“These days, I’ve seen too many false leads. I don’t have the energy to sift through them all, and I don’t want to be disappointed again.”

“Maybe… Little Morgan is already gone. Maybe something happened. Something no one knows about.”

Hearing this, the secretary froze for a moment. He was about to turn and carry out the instructions, but then hesitated, a flicker of uncertainty flashing across his face.

Because compared to all the previous false leads, the email they had just received was… different.

After a few seconds of serious thought, the secretary clenched his jaw, lowered his head even further, and spoke with utmost seriousness.

“Chairman, this message is unlike the others. It doesn’t claim someone saw Young Master Morgan, nor is it one of those detailed deductions from a private investigator.”

“It’s an anonymous email from the Dragon Country. And the content is…”

“It says Young Master Morgan is already dead. His body was dumped into the depths of New York Harbor by the killer. The email even includes a rough location.”

In that instant—

Old Morgan froze, then slowly set the report down. His eyes turned icy as he looked up, and he uttered a single word.

“Find!!!”