Robinson's Apartment.

Hans had just finished making dinner, a dish of spaghetti, a pan-fried fish fillet, and a glass of red wine.

"Ding-dong..."

The sound of the doorbell rang.

Hans took off his apron and threw it casually onto the dining table.

He walked to the door and activated the video call to see a woman standing at the door, none other than the female police officer, Jenny.

Hans frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, but still opened the door, "Officer Jenny, what can I do for you?"

After the door opened, more police appeared on both sides of the wall.

Jenny showed a search warrant, "Mr. Hans, we must legally search this apartment, here is the warrant."

"Why? Why do you need to search my apartment?"

Jenny explained, "As far as we know, this apartment is owned by Mrs. Anna, and when she left 'Telson Manor', she intended to move into this place. We suspect that an old case has a certain connection with this apartment.

We now need to conduct a routine search, please cooperate."

Hans said, "Wait a minute, it's been twenty years, it's impossible to find any clues here."

Jenny said firmly, "Mr. Hans, haven't you always wanted to find that precious oil painting? We suspect that Mrs. Anna hid the painting in this apartment, possibly in some inconspicuous corner."

Hans's expression changed slightly, "Impossible, I've cleaned the whole room, if there was that painting, I couldn't have missed it."

Jenny's tone was forceful as she presented the search warrant again, "This is the warrant, please cooperate."

After that, the police officers on both sides swarmed in, and Hans was powerless to stop them.

Hans saw Luke just coming in and grasped at him like a lifeline, "Officer Luke, why are you searching my place? Surely you don't suspect me of hiding that painting.

That painting originally belongs to me; I have no reason to do this.

Moreover, you know me, I'm not that kind of person."

Luke nodded, "Mr. Hans, I trust your character.

Don't worry, as long as they find nothing, your innocence will be naturally proven.

Afterward, I will report to the captain and hold them accountable."

Little Black listened and grinned on the side, letting you play both good and bad guys, what a sly fellow.

Hans opened his mouth but said nothing else, seemingly knowing it was futile.

He sat down on the couch and stared blankly.

About a few minutes later, Raymond called out, "Hey, there's a find under the bed in the bedroom."

Luke went over to check, and Raymond was holding a cardboard box, sixty centimeters long and forty centimeters wide. Inside was a special white paper bag containing an oil painting.

The dark night was scattered with white snowflakes covering the ground.

It was the missing painting—Snow Night.

Luke pointed to the painting and asked, "Hans, don't tell me you haven't discovered this painting in twenty years?"

Hans covered his face and started to cry, "Sorry, I didn't mean to lie, but I really had no other choice.

That year, my business failed, and I wanted Anna to help me out, give me some more funds, but she refused.

After she disappeared with the child, my business suffered even more.

I desperately needed a large sum of money to invest in the company, and I thought of the painting.

I considered selling the painting, but it had been passed down for three generations, and I didn't want to be the one to sell it.

I didn't want to dishonor the ancestors of the Miller family.

So I thought of insurance fraud, claiming the painting was stolen.

I invested the insurance money in the company, hoping to settle this affair once I made some money.

But the company was in a sunset industry, just like Nokia once dominated the day, but when you are abandoned by the times, even a large investment is just a drop in the bucket.

All these years, I have been feeling very guilty. It's the only wrongdoing I've ever committed..."

Luke asked, "Where was this painting hidden before?"

"Telson Manor. When I met you and Officer David at the manor, I was afraid the painting would be found, so after you left the manor, I sneaked back in and took the painting away," Hans sighed,

"It's been so many years, how did you know the painting was with me?"

Luke answered, "When you eliminate all the possibilities, what remains must be the truth."

Hans helplessly said, "I was just about to reconcile with my daughter, and yet I've set a bad example. Sorry, I didn't mean to deceive you..."

David approached with handcuffs, "We are arresting you now on the charge of insurance fraud.

You have the right to remain silent, anything you say to any police officer..."

Hans confessed to his crimes.

Cindy Bout also reached a plea deal, admitting to encouraging Tony to kill Shuayate.

In exchange, the police would charge her with second-degree murder.

[Congratulations, Host, for successfully solving the 'Telson Manor Disappearance Case', rewarding you with thirty lottery draws.]Luke once again heard the system's voice in his mind.

An options menu appeared in his mind, with the warehouse interface on the left.

On the right was an additional lottery interface.

This time, he was awarded thirty lottery chances, the most he had ever received, indirectly proving that this was the most challenging case.

After all, it was a twenty-year-old cold case; apart from ability, luck was even more important.

Lottery!

The pointer spun.

It randomly stopped, the selected area lit up, one thousand US Dollars.

Continue the draw...

After thirty consecutive draws, he had won 27,000 US Dollars and three cards.

Two old cards, one adventure card, one accuracy card,

And one new card.

Identification Card[Active card, specific function unknown.]

The system warehouse now had a reserve fund of 71,000 US Dollars and eight cards.

Adventure Cards, 3.

Accuracy Cards, 2.

Bullet-Proof Card, 1.

Detection Card, 1.

Identification Card, 1.

Luke only had a little over a thousand US Dollars in hand, and a thousand of that was borrowed.

He urgently needed to liquidate this 71,000 US Dollar reserve.

Luke called Boreet again to ask if he still had to auction in the warehouse.

The guy was so scared he didn't dare to speak for half a day.

Every time Luke came to the storage center, something happened.

He was genuinely scared.

Finally, after Luke's incessant pleading and prodding, he learned that there was another auction in two days.

...

In the following two days, the case entered the closing phase.

The case was twenty years old, and many files and evidence needed to be reorganized and collected, making the process very troublesome.

Luke hated dealing with these documents the most and would slack off with Marcus whenever he got the chance.

Drinking a cup of coffee, going to the restroom, chatting for a while, and the morning would slip away.

When his butt started hurting from sitting too long, he could go to the gym for a workout.

In the afternoon, processing a few documents, and it was almost time to call it a day.

Around six, Luke packed up his things on time, ready to leave work.

This time, no one would say anything to him.

Being able to solve cases without overtime, if anyone still nagged about it, they could be accused of skimming off overtime pay.

Just then, Susan happened to return from outside the office, "Luke, come to my office for a moment."

Luke thought it over, he hadn't done anything to offend the boss, but still, he entered the office obediently.

"Captain, what can I do for you?"

Susan pointed to the chair opposite her, "Good news, sit down and let's talk."

Luke smiled, "Is it about the three hundred thousand bonus coming our way?"

"The bonus is going through the procedures, and it will probably be paid out at the beginning of the month along with the salaries. But what I want to talk about is something else." Susan handed over a document,

"Luke, you've been doing well recently, playing a key role in solving the 'Taser Gun Robbery,' 'Will Case,' 'Telson Manor Disappearance Case'.

Now, there are two promotion slots available for Detective Chief in the Robbery and Murder Department, and all four squads can nominate one candidate.

I'm planning to recommend you."

"Wow... Thank you, Captain."

Luke was somewhat surprised; this was an unexpected pleasure, never imagining he'd get a promotion opportunity so soon.

Luke as Detective Chief.

Sounded quite nice.

"Don't get too excited, you only have a fifty percent chance of promotion. Behave well during this period, don't do anything improper."

"Yes, Captain."