Super Detective in the Fictional World

t affect you too much.”

Luke was amused.

Foggy’s idea wasn’t bad.

The organization with the most information in New York was NYPD.

It wasn’t easy for a small company with twenty people to operate.
They would have to run around in circles doing small jobs every day.

On the other hand, something like this couldn’t be considered a secret.
Residents wouldn’t be able to hide any accidents that happened in their homes from the neighbors, while NYPD was the one who had all this information.

Luke wasn’t in a hurry to give an answer.
He simply said, “Let me think about it.
I’ll give you a reply tomorrow.”

He was about to get up, when he remembered something.
“Right, who are the dozen or so kids who want to work for the company?”

Foggy looked at him strangely.
“Charlie, Raqael, Hudson, Moby, Dito… Hm, you’re familiar with most of them.”

Pleased, Luke smiled and stood up.
“Well, I’m glad that they’re willing to walk the right path.
It seems that all my hard work wasn’t in vain.”

Seeing Luke leave the office, Foggy couldn’t help but remark in a low voice, “Wasn’t your hard work just bribing their mothers with money to force these brats to go and carry bricks?”

He then shook his head in amusement.
“Forget it.
At the very least, these kids have hope.”

There were close to 150 teenagers and young adults participating in the community reconstruction project, but only 16 of them wanted to continue with the renovation company, which was around 10%.

Luke had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars all up, and had given these dozen or so kids a chance to choose a different future; he couldn’t be fussy about this good deed.

Of course, Luke could hear what the fatty said behind his back.
Fortunately, he was pretty much upfront about it.

He went downstairs with a smile and told Selina about it in the car.

After listening to him, Selina thought for a moment, before she nodded.
“It doesn’t seem hard, right? It isn’t hard to screen information that isn’t related to private affairs, and they don’t need a lot of work.”

Luke nodded.

When she said it wasn’t hard, she was referring to the smart program.

Both Little Snail and Sponge could carry out the screening.

As for news on the police radio, that was already under Little Snail’s surveillance.

“It really isn’t hard,” Luke said casually.
“So, I’ll use the shell company to invest some money and buy some of its shares.”

Selina: “Huh?”

Luke chuckled.
“Do you remember why I set up the community reconstruction project?”

“To make those brats carry bricks until they throw up,” Selina replied without thinking.
She then understood.
“Holy sh*t! You want them to carry bricks for you forever?”

Luke nodded matter-of-factly.
“Of course.
That’s a stable, blue-collar job that many people in New York would want to do.”

Selina: “…As long as you’re happy.”

It didn’t cost much to start this company.
After these two months, everybody was well aware of how good those old workers were; the repaired homes were proof.

Along with adopting Foggy’s suggestion that they went to the door to tout their services, the company absolutely wouldn’t make a loss.

The only problem was that it would be a little more difficult at the beginning for these ten or so “temp” apprentices to solicit jobs.

But was that a bad thing?

As the saying went, if you wanted to do something big, you had to eat dirt first.

After eating this dirt, the dozen or so kids from the Clinton area would become part of the “old cadre” of the renovation company.
They still had a long road ahead of them.

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