"Will, my poor child.

Where on earth are you... boo hoo..." As soon as the two Asian officers left, Yao Xin couldn't help but burst into tears.

Li Zhaonian glanced at his wife, his eyes reddened too. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say, and gently patted her back with his right hand.

Li Zhaofeng urged, "Zhaonian, sister-in-law, don't worry too much. The police just came to understand the incident about the dine-and-dash that day, and everything has been explained clearly.

Will is a child we've watched grow up; we know him better than anyone.

Instead of dwelling on it, let's think about ways to find Will sooner."

Yao Xin wiped her tears, "Right, right, elder brother is right, we need to find Will; once we find him, everything will be clear."

Li Zhaonian wasn't so optimistic. They had been searching, but there was no news of Will. He had thrown tantrums before, but never like this. "Luke, you're an expert in criminal investigation, what do you think?"

Luke said, "The police investigation is a gradual process. When they find clues or suspects, they will verify and eliminate false leads as soon as possible; if there are doubts, they will focus their investigation.

Take Will's situation for example. I think there are currently two scenarios: the first is that the conflict between Will and the bald man was limited to inside the restaurant, which would be simpler.

The second scenario is that the police have other clues indicating other interactions between Will and the bald man, which we are unaware of and could be more complicated.

In either case, the police will immediately send someone to verify, like just now, find Will, take a statement, and if things can be clarified, he will be excluded as a suspect.

If they can't find Will, they will be more suspicious of him, even suspecting if he is fleeing due to guilt."

Yao Xin showed a worried expression, "What should we do then?"

Luke replied, "The simplest way is to find Will and clear things up.

When it comes to finding people, the police have more means, like cell phone tracking and credit card tracking.

If Will just ran away from home, the police will be able to locate his address easily.

Perhaps news about Will will come soon."

Li Zhaonian asked, "And if the police can't locate Will's address?"

"That would mean Will is avoiding not only you but also the police," Luke didn't spell it out, but everyone present understood.

Yao Xin, with reddened eyes, chokingly said, "Will wouldn't do that; he's not that kind of child."

Luke comforted, "I think so too. So, you don't need to worry too much; maybe news of Will will come soon."

Li Zhaonian grabbed Luke's arm, "Luke, can you use your connections to inquire about Zhang Qilong's murder case? I still feel uneasy about it; his death was just too coincidental.

Also, Zhang Qilong was a member of He Sheng Hall. If they find out Zhang Qilong's death is related to Will, they won't spare him either."

"All right, I'll try to think of a way." Being family, Luke couldn't refuse but wouldn't make overly optimistic promises, "I've been working in Los Angeles, if this happened there, there would be no problem.

But I'm not familiar with the New York police, so I can only ask friends to help inquire. I can't guarantee how much they will find out."

"I understand.

Soon, I'll get ten thousand US dollars, so your friends won't help for free; they'll get whatever is necessary." With years in business, Li Zhaonian understood the nuances of human relations.

"I'll ask if needed." Being a family matter, Luke certainly wouldn't stand by, but there was no reason to contribute financially.

"Ring ring..."

Just then, Luke's phone rang.

Anthony's number appeared on the screen.

"I'll take a call." Luke stepped out of the restaurant, pressed the answer button, "Hello, this is Luke."

"Hey, buddy, how's your day going?" Anthony's voice came over the phone.

"Not great." Usually, Luke was the one asking others; this time, he became the one being questioned.

"Haha, looks like my call came at the right time.

I reached out to the FBI New York office and told them about your situation.

I have a friend in the New York office who can have a say.

He's agreed to give you a temporary role as a criminal investigation consultant for the New York office."

"Sounds good. Looks like my luck has turned."

"Stop talking about damn luck, it's thanks to me."

"You're right, consider it a favor I owe you."

"Wow, getting Captain Luke to owe a favor isn't easy; I'll have to think hard about how to use it."

"You can think about it, but whether to deliver or not is my decision."

Anthony complained, "You're such a bastard, the consultant title isn't even settled, and you've already turned your back."

"I'm just saying the hard truths upfront, so you don't have high expectations."

"You're overthinking; I've never had high expectations of you."

"That's good. By the way, does my consultant status take effect immediately? Where do I collect my credentials?"

"It's not as simple as you think; there's a procedure.

You need to go to the FBI New York office and meet with the office manager, Negan Thomas; he wants to talk to you personally.

If there are no issues, he'll help you with the formalities."

"Got it." Luke responded, which was also nice, more formal, and complete procedures.