One Thousand Six Hundred and Forty-Six Chapters of the Life of the Rich

Luke and Lindsay walked through the living room and into the bedroom - that's where Mr. Cook is said to be hell.

Compared with this, everything in the living room is simply not worth mentioning.

With Luke's experience in handling cases over the past few years, coupled with his keen sense of smell, he could immediately replay the scene in his mind.

Sure enough, it was fun. Hehehe in his heart.

After checking the room, he frowned: "A lot of people have come here?"

Lindsay smiled bitterly: "Yes, first the security team came, then a few professional private investigators, and then my uncle remembered you."

Luke remained silent.

He's not that stingy, and he doesn't think it's an honor to wipe the butt of the rich man's son.

This guy is not Tony.

Tony is very honest. He studies new technologies at home every day, and shares them every other day.

At this point, Tony must also be the focus of protection.

And this Cook, let alone injured and coma, is really dead... Then he will die.

The last time he framed Nelson, Cook casually dropped the woman who fooled around with him and made a mess, which fully proved that his character was not very good.

That incident almost involved Ginny, it should be unlucky for someone like Cook.

Thinking about it in his heart, he was about to leave the bedroom.

Suddenly he stopped, looked at the three drones on the shelf by the wall, and walked over.

Staring at these three high-end drones for a moment, he asked, "Cook likes playing this?"

Lindsay shook his head without thinking. "He likes spending money. If it's expensive and trendy enough for him to show off to his friends, then he likes it."

Luke nodded.

These three drones are unique in shape and fine in workmanship.

There are thousands of dollars in drones on the market,

There are still traces of mass manufacturing.

The three in front of them can almost be called handicrafts.

Of course, a young man like Cook is likely to be fooled by the appearance of some gold and jade.

As long as the surface is bright, such rich people rarely care about the grade of the parts inside.

It is not unusual for a shell to pit these sheep for a fortune.

There are quite a lot of "sell shell" products on the shelf, indicating that Cook eats this set.

But this drone is a real good thing.

The parts in it can't be said to be super expensive, but they are definitely professional, and many of them are hand-modified. Some functions should not appear on this "rich man's toy" at all.

Based on the technical level of the manufacturer, Cook wanted to find that person to order a drone, fearing that he would have to pay more than $100,000.

If the other party wants to rip off, then 200,000 is also a very reasonable number.

How can Cook be so extravagant? Luke wasn't quite sure.

If it's a $200,000 luxury car, that's normal.

Cars are much more practical for prodigal sons, whether they are hooking up with beautiful women or turning into chariots, they are all good choices.

And this is a drone.

As long as it is not a professional like Luke, most of the functions bought are decorations.

Could it be that Cook still uses its infrared, night vision, and temperature difference modes, and takes turns to go into battle, and rotate and follow the scenes of fooling around 360 degrees?

This young man really wants to do that, one is enough, there is no need to buy three.

But these three drones do smell like Cook, who has actually played them.

Lindsay saw that he had been looking at the drone, and after hesitating, he explained: "The video inside should have nothing to do with this matter. It's all pictures of Cook's "private life", so it has been cleaned up."

Luke snorted, not surprising.

As far as the toys and illegal drugs in the living room are concerned, it is strange that Cook's father dared to let these videos stay.

He didn't say anything more, but gestured, and the two walked out from the floor-to-ceiling balcony door next to the bedroom.

Standing on the large balcony, looking at the Central Park across the street, Luke couldn't help sighing: "This environment is really good."

This apartment is very interesting. From the fifteenth floor up, it is like a stepped pyramid, and it shrinks layer by layer.

In this way, the area of ​​the house is reduced, but a large circle of balconies is left below, and the lighting will be much better.

The apartment where Cook is located is already on the fifth highest floor. The balcony is unobstructed upwards, and the other balconies on the seventh or eighth floor can be seen downwards. The opposite is the Central Park with green grass and long warblers.

It can only be said that this guy really can spend money.

He stood there looking at the scenery, Lindsay beside him was a little strange: "Luke, is there a problem here?"

She also subconsciously looked at the balcony up and down.

This kind of sloping balcony is not difficult for residents on the upper and lower floors to think of this floor, and an ordinary ladder can easily go up and down.

But those who can live here have clear identities.

Unidentified people can't live in if they have money, otherwise it will definitely be a hidden danger to others.

Luke hummed: "You have checked the upper and lower floors, and you shouldn't have found any problems, right?"

Lindsay: "Yes, we asked them to understand the situation and basically ruled out the suspicion."

Luke nodded, turned and entered the room: "Let's go, go to the hospital to see your cousin."

The two turned around and went downstairs to a private hospital.

Cook is here for treatment.

Just looking at the injury report Lindsay gave, Luke probably understood why he had to go to a private hospital.

Because it is said that Cook and a woman were too frightened at the time, and the parts that touched each other were damaged.

This has to be sent to a public hospital, and if it doesn't work out, it will be on the news tomorrow.

Now that the Internet media is developed, once the rumor spreads on the Internet, it is meaningless to guard against it, and it can only be blocked from the source.

With Lindsay leading the way, the process of checking Cook wasn't a hassle.

As for the other injured woman, she was able to be discharged from the hospital, but was temporarily kept in the hospital for observation.

This is to facilitate follow-up investigations. The woman took a sum of money and was not dissatisfied.

Luke stayed with Cook for less than five minutes, then went to ask the injured woman for another five minutes, and left the ward.

Lindsay looked at him thoughtfully: "Any clue?"

Luke motioned, and the two came to sit on the stone platform in the small park of the private hospital.

He just opened his mouth and asked, "You don't think this is done by ghosts, and you want to find a murderer who made Cook unconscious?"

Lindsay hesitated, but whispered, "This person may have secretly photographed a lot of Cook's private life."

Seeing Luke's still puzzled eyes, she continued to explain: "This guy Cook is usually a bit open-mouthed. After he got too big, he may have said something that shouldn't be said nonsense."

Luke was tasteless.

Recently, he used a clown vest to send a dozen or so political and business leaders to heaven. What's the point of letting him protect such people now.

Now that he doesn't rely on solving cases to eat, even if the other party gives some money or favors, it is meaningless.

After pretending to think for a moment, Luke shook his head regretfully: "Sorry, Lindsay. This is basically the case, and I haven't found any clues, so I can't help."

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