Chapter 1633: Cowardly, and a Storm Is Coming
Now that Luke had removed the drone, all that was left were the videos.
Just now, he had hypnotized Phineas into telling him that he had received the videos in a building 100 meters away.
He had been looking for an opportunity to throw the videos out and ruin Cookâs reputation.
Luke had no opinion about this revenge plot.
Cook had just been playing around with Phineasâs daughter, Beverly.
It was too much to ask a 17-year-old girl to resist money, a rich young heir, and indulging in pleasure.
However, Cook had gone overboard when he caused Beverly to overdose on drugs and fall into a deep coma.
Even worse, when Cook realized that something was wrong with Beverly, he dragged her out of the car and dumped her in the courtyard of the apartment building.
It was his family who had cleaned up his mess and erased the surveillance footage in the apartment building that night.
Phineas had discovered via his daughterâs F2F account that she had been with Cook before she was found that night.
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After discovering that Cook lived in that apartment building, what else could he not understand?
At first, he had been hoping that his daughter would wake up and recover, so he couldnât get revenge for now.
However, when he heard that his daughter might never wake up, Phineas couldnât take it anymore, and finally decided to take action.
So, the bright red color of Mr. Cookâs name wasnât just for show. He had gotten his just desserts.
But who knew how that shadow man had gotten involved in this matter, and made a copy of the videos saved in the drone for the website.
Luke couldnât let this guy spread the videos.
It would feel good to air the dirty laundry now, but the Soderbergsâ investigation would intensify many times over after that.
Of course, the shadow man had nothing to fear. After all, even Tony hadnât been able to catch him.
But it would be too easy for Phineasâs situation to arouse suspicion.
His daughter had been drugged by Cook more than a month ago, putting her into a semi-comatose state. Now, the same thing had inexplicably happened to Cook.
Furthermore, Phineas was an engineer in two fields. A person just needed to investigate the materials Phineas had bought and, coupled with the fact that he had been around the apartment building recently, he would be discovered sooner or later.
Most of the time, rich people didnât need evidence.
Lukeâs approach was very simple.
When he deleted the compressed folder that was hidden on the video website, he left a means of contact and the Bat logo behind.
If the shadow man was as cautious as ever, he would definitely disappear again â this guy was just that cowardly.
Of course, it would be even better if this hardcore fan was really willing to contact Batman.
The shadow man was definitely related to Amanda Waller.
Luke hadnât completely locked onto Amanda Wallerâs real identity and position yet.
Once he found this shadow man, it would be too easy to catch her.
Also, the shadow manâs strongest point was that it wasnât hard for him to access most parts of the Internet, and he was very hard to detect.
He was a pair of âghost eyes.â
After finding out the guyâs real identity, Luke would definitely keep him and expand the multifaceted systemâs search function.
In the end, Luke went to the private hospital that Cook was in and used Light of Life to treat the most severely injured portion of his brain.
This would allow Cook to regain consciousness in a few days. He would be fine after a month of recuperation.
This vile young master couldnât continue lying down.
He had to come back to his senses. Only then could Mr. Mayorâs sadness over his only son turn into anger at this deadweight.
After Mr. Mayor confirmed that nobody was targeting him, this drug overdose incident would end here.
Given how Cook never changed, it wouldnât be long before he returned to his old ways.
If the young master killed himself in public while driving drunk, that would be the perfect ending.
At that time, Mr. Mayor could focus on scolding his dead son and wouldnât vent his anger on anyone else â at least, he wouldnât suspect the father and daughter.
After everything was settled, Luke relaxed.
If it wasnât for the fact that he didnât want the father and daughter to be buried alongside Cook, it wouldâve been a very simple matter.
Now, he could only let this young master âescape deathâ for a month. This way, he could... die more valiantly later.
At the very least, it couldnât be like this time, when the incident didnât make the headlines in New York.
Luke didnât really care if this would cause Mr. Mayor to suffer.
He couldnât take care of his brat, so naturally, he had to pay the price.
In any case, Titanium Phone Company didnât care if a new mayor took over.
Who would be stupid enough to make life difficult for a company that was worth hundreds of billions?
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Walter had called Luke back for unofficial overtime, while Selina was on holiday.
Luke was too lazy to pretend to be a diligent detective. He went to look for Elena instead.
They had gone to the New Jersey mountains last time. This time, they went out to sea on a boat.
The only regret was that the weather in New York was much worse than in France.
The maximum temperature at the end of April was only 20 degrees, and it was only 10 degrees at night. Elena didnât sunbathe very much.
In the warm cabin, however, she could still get Luke to take a bunch of âartisticâ photos.
Even when they were together, Elena didnât give up drawing.
The yacht that Luke had rented wasnât small, and it was wide enough at the front and back for the female artist to set up her easel and draw diligently.
Of course, someone interrupted her work from time to time, which resulted in him being pummeled by the irate female artist.
They had fun for two days. Close to noon today, Luke made lunch and checked the results of his cloneâs research.
At that moment, he heard Elena get up from bed.
He waited for a moment, but she didnât come looking for him.
A little surprised, Luke walked down the hallway, then saw the female artist sitting on the couch with her legs crossed. She was drawing frantically in her sketchbook with a charcoal pen in her right hand.
They had been together for a long time, and Luke knew what Elena was like when she was drawing.
Her hand didnât usually dance like crazy when she was sketching â except in certain situations.
Lukeâs eyes flickered, but he didnât approach her. He simply returned to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee.
Looking at the gloomy sky and the ocean outside the window, he had a feeling that a storm was coming.
In the hazy afternoon rain, the yacht returned to New York.
Luke sent Elena back to school and spent time chatting with her in her dorm.
He chose easy topics and didnât talk about the two incomplete sketches that Elena had just drawn.
Luke had made it clear to her on the yacht that whatever happened had nothing to do with a powerless artist like her.
Elena wasnât an idiot. She knew that if she went out and talked nonsense, she would most likely disappear.
In any case, Luke said that he would take care of it. Thinking that, she quickly tossed the matter to the back of her mind.
Luke, however, sweated a little. It was a good thing he had just learned Mental Hypnosis and Mental Illusion, or it wouldnât have been easy to appease her.
Although the two new abilities were still in the experimental phase, his Mental Communication was a fully mature ability.
Using a little Mental Hypnosis and Mental Illusion, and transmitting soothing thoughts with Mental Communication, wouldnât cause any side effects.