"I mean..."

Luke interrupted, "Glad to do your interview. I have to get to work, bye..."

Luke got into the driver's seat, lit a cigarette, and mumbled, "FBI, FBI..."

...

FBI New York Office.

Criminal Investigation Division.

"Knock, knock..."

Luke walked into the office, greeted by a familiar knocking sound.

Michael Jett pointed casually at Luke, "Hey, man, I heard your shooting stance is super cool."

Luke laughed, "I'm just as cool when I'm not shooting.

Did Chen Yue's daughter come back?"

Michael Jett pointed towards the lounge, "Louise is taking care of her."

"What's Chen Yue's status?"

"Fortunately, she got to the hospital in time. The surgery is done, but she's still in the critical care unit.

The gunman is the same, neither is entirely out of danger."

With a "bang," the lounge door opened, and cries echoed, "NO, I want to see my mom."

"Your mom is still in the hospital..."

"Then take me to the hospital, now, immediately..."

"Your mom said to let me take care of you for now..."

"I don't want to hear it." The little girl covered her ears with her hands, "I just want to see my mom. I don't want to stay here; I want to go home... boohoo..."

Michael Jett walked over and said, "Hey, if you want to see your mom sooner, listen to me; the more you fuss, the less likely we'll take you to see Chen Yue.

If you cooperate with us to finish the work, we can take you to see Chen Yue sooner."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes."

"What work? What do you need me to do?"

"It's simple, just answer a few questions." Michael Jett wore a reassuring big brother look.

"Ask away?"

"What's your name?"

The little girl replied, "Chen Ning."

"Where's your father?"

"I don't have a father."

"Everyone has a father; otherwise, they wouldn't be in this world."

"Dead."

"When did he die?"

"When I was very young."

"How do you know?"

"My mom told me."

"So you haven't seen your father since then?"

"SIR, you're so funny. He's already dead; how could I see him again.

Oh, I get it, you mean in a dream?

Sorry, I never dream."

Michael Jett asked, "Have you ever seen a picture of your father?"

"No, there are no photos of men in our home."

"Then what's your father's name?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know, or you don't want to say?"

"I'm curious too. I once asked my mom, but she wouldn't tell me." Chen Ning wiped the tears from her eyes, "Why do you keep asking about my father?

What happened?

Why did my mom get hurt?"

Luke kept observing the little girl and saw no signs of lying. Luke said, "She probably really doesn't know."

Michael Jett nodded and told a colleague beside him, "Take her for a DNA test."

Chen Ning asked, "When can I see my mom?"

"My colleague will take you for a test, get you something to eat, and then you can rest early. You'll see your mom tomorrow."

"NO, I want to see her today."

Michael Jett, not adept at handling little girls, said, "Louise, please."

Louise squatted down, patiently coaxed Chen Ning, talked for a while before taking the little girl away.

Michael Jett scratched his head and sighed, "It's my worst fear encountering such situations; kids are a headache."

Luke asked, "Did we catch Zheng Lagong?"

"NO, we searched his house and found nothing.

We also went to the bar he frequents, and no one had seen him.

From my experience, this guy has probably gone on the run." Michael Jett was a bit disappointed, "It's a pity.

We were a step too late."

Luke analyzed along, "Gambling King Zhou Tiansheng smuggled into New York through Zheng Lagong's connections, and later they broke up for some reason.

Zheng Lagong knew Zhou Tiansheng accumulated a massive fortune through the gambling industry, and he wanted to claim Zhou Tiansheng's wealth for himself.

So, he sent his subordinate Mo Shaohong to investigate Zhou Tiansheng's whereabouts.

Mo Shaohong found Zhou Tiansheng's accountant Ma Jiansheng and killed him, learning of Zhou Tiansheng's whereabouts from him.

Mo Shaohong relayed this news to Zheng Lagong.

Zheng Lagong personally led a team to kill Zhou Tiansheng, forcing him to reveal the location of his assets."

Michael Jett pondered and asked, "Based on existing evidence, this analysis makes sense, but why would someone want to kill Chen Yue?"

Luke had thought about this too, "Perhaps the relationship between Chen Yue and Zhou Tiansheng isn't as simple as she claims.

Although Chen Yue and Zhou Tiansheng are divorced, they have a daughter.

Zhou Tiansheng might not give his ex-wife money, but he wouldn't neglect his daughter.

I suspect Zhou Tiansheng came to New York partly to see his daughter and transfer some assets to her name.

This way, even if Zhou Tiansheng died, his daughter could still grow up smoothly and richly.

Of course, this has its pros and cons.

If Zheng Lagong found out, to ensure his own safety, he certainly might also kill Chen Yue.

I think Zheng Lagong must know about Chen Yue's existence; even Chen Yue being able to open a restaurant in Chinatown might be due to Zheng Lagong's protection.