Super Detective in the Fictional World

Sonia looked a little weird, seemed to want to laugh, but finally she put up with it: "Well, I'm not being accurate. In fact, the shortest“ limb ”was broken, only a few times swollen. ”

Luke couldn't help but scratch his head: "So harsh? ”

Sonia finally laughed hey low: “Because all these guys met this“ vigilante "when they were trying to force X women, and then they got stuck in the back, one foot on the bottom, and then they broke the rest of their limbs. ”

Luke laughed bitterly, but his face hasn't changed much: “Honestly, I'd like to do the same. Does the vigilante have a clue? ”

Sonia shook her head: "No. All the injured were gangsters, who had always liked to fight and fight, and there was no evidence that they had been injured by the same person. And, as you know, both the District Attorney and the judges have recently urged us to reduce the efficiency of our cases and the number of cases filed…”

Luke smash it, smash it, smash it: “Well, let's just pretend this vigilante doesn't exist. What about the other thing? ”

Sonia: “Have you heard the news from yesterday? The East Side Amusement Park Ferris wheel hung the bodies of three gang members. ”

Luke nodded, "Yeah, it's not about Mr. Vigilante, is it? ”

Sonia shook her head: "It doesn't matter, it's just a big deal today, and now the district attorney and the judge are afraid they'll be busier. ”

Luke picked a frown: “A lot of people died? Or have you caught a lot of people? ”

Sonia: "This morning, news from inside the police station, from yesterday to today, a lawyer, a district attorney, and a recently retired criminal court judge all died. ”

Luke frowned: "Vengeance? ”

Sonia nodded: "Lawyers were found drowning in their own pools, and the district attorney set the whole house on fire, including himself. The home of the retired judge was blown to the ground, and it was not enough to find his body in a bag of evidence. ”

Luke's hand knocked up on the table.

That would be too harsh.

Especially the last method of death of a judge is absolutely hatred.

It is not uncommon to burn down a house but a common means used by gangs to destroy the scene.

Sonia couldn't help but gauge for a moment and pulled the chair in a little, with a low voice: “The three dead are said to be related to a case five years ago, when the only surviving victim returned. ”

Luke sighed: "It's been half a day. Are you here to punch me in the face today? ”

Sonia was stunned: “What? ”

Luke's stall: “You said, either Mr. Vigilante helped beat up the gangster, or the victim retaliated against some corrupt and unjust guy, as if we lawyers were all negative characters. ”

Sonia moved her lips and found herself speechless.

Think about it, really.

She rose upset and grabbed two bags of lunch and left: "This is Amori eating! This is our world! I have no idea. ”

But Luke hey looked at her and smiled. “Thank you for the news. ”

Sonia, with her face on her face for a moment, couldn't help but laugh and lift the paper bag in her hand: "Have you paid for the information? Let's go.”

Seeing Sonia leave, Luke pondered the first of these two messages…

The latter case will undoubtedly be a major one in Los Angeles, but it happened in the East End, not in his jurisdiction.

The point is, the lawyer-district-judge line is most likely a dirty case of embezzlement, and he's really not interested in avenging someone who's lost the bottom line.

And the first message...

Luke squinted his eyes and looked at the time.

It's 9: 20 and some guy hasn't arrived yet.

But even when someone arrives, he can't be questioned at the station, so he's not in a hurry.

At that point, another number called in.

He looked at it and didn't remember the number at all.

When he got through, he said, “Who are you looking for? ”

There's a somewhat dry, sandy voice coming from over there: "Me, Tony Stark. Where did you get that from yesterday? ”

Luke accidentally sat up straight from the back of the chair and smiled on his face: "Do you think this is a good thing to say on the phone? ”

And he said, “At ten o'clock, I'll send a car to pick you up. ”

Luke: "Okay, I'm at the police station. ”

The phone hangs up.

Luke moped his chin and smiled softly: It's the hardest thing to do.

It was there to figure out how to communicate with a young man later, and his phone rang again.

He picked up his phone again and found it to be another number he didn't know, and it was still from South America.

Luke still connected it: "Who can I find? ”

“Luke?” A woman sounded.

Luke's brain swings: “If you're talking about" buy you a drink, "Luke, that's me. ”

Opposite silent moment: "Well, actually Guarana and raspberry juice are good. ”

Luke Gual: “What is it? ”

It's Rebecca on the phone.

He doesn't think this guy would call himself for no reason.

She should still be hunted down by the Mutual Aid Club and try to avoid contact.

A moment later, he hung up again and looked weird: "No way? Am I going to get involved in this? ”

Pulling out a chocolate lollipop, slowly peeling off the sugar paper and shoving it in his mouth, his brain spinning fast, considering the information he had just received on the phone, and figuring out what benefits he could derive from it.

Helping is one thing, but how much good you can get yourself is another.

He has never had too many experience points. He is already quite knowledgeable in open source throttling, and this good habit must be maintained.

At this point, a footstep sounds, and then someone flips the food box on the table.

Luke didn't even lift his eyes, just asked, "Didn't you have breakfast? ”

“You have to ask Elizabeth that.” Selena's voice sounded.

Luke's side: "So you didn't eat either? ”

Elizabeth grinned, holding a paper bag of cowhide that Selena had just handed to her: "No. ”

Selena ate a crab sandwich and stuffed it with a beautiful knife to look around her: “In her fridge, she had nothing but a few bottles of soda water, not even a slice of cheese. ”

Elizabeth is a little embarrassed, but there's nothing to be ashamed of.

Both of them are too familiar.

Luke: “She lives alone. She usually works overtime or gets up early. Is it normal that she doesn't have anything to eat at home? ”

Selena, think about it.

It's absolutely unusual for Americans to hoard as much food as Luke does.

Of course, there are a few people like Elizabeth who don't prepare any ready-made food at all.

Elizabeth soon ran off with a crab sandwich.

Mainly speaking of cooking, she felt she needed to go further, and at this stage she was not qualified to be involved in such a high-level discussion of cooking.