Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke smiles: “I'm sure you'll find more clues, Harry. ”

Harry looked at him and said, "That's only if Molly's parents are willing to give her my treatment. ”

To put it this way, she's not impotent, but she needs time to do it.

Luke turned around and looked at Christina: "When her parents arrived, let me know if I could try to get Molly to stay for a while, or get treatment right here. ”

Christina nodded: "Okay. ”

You still have some certainty about this.

After all, Metropolitan General Hospital itself is the premier hospital in New York, and there are not many hospitals in Massachusetts that can be compared to it.

As long as there was no financial pressure, it would be more appropriate to stay in New York for treatment than to return to Massachusetts.

When we get here, everyone disperses.

Poor Molly. Everybody's got to keep working. It's impossible to keep her here.

Out of the hospital, Luke drove home.

Selena drummed a flat plate on the co-pilot and suddenly said, “There you go. ”

Luke: “Who? ”

“Jessica Jones, 24 years old, with no record, has a registered private investigative firm.” Selena said, "But the lady has a bad temper. Over the past two years, she had 15 disputes with people in police records, mostly accusing her of abusing violence, threatening others, and several other complaints of unlawful intrusion. ”

Luke didn't think, “It's normal for a private detective to sneak into the target's house with violence. But this is a bad temper. Shouldn't a normal private detective be complaining more about trespassing? She likes to hit people so much. Why didn't those people sue her? ”

“The Hogas-Benowitz law firm handled these minor problems for her.” Selena looked at the tablet and said, "This firm is a well-known big law firm in New York and is strong. ”

Luke thought, "Look into the cases this law firm took and see if they involved anyone who was beaten by Miss Jones. ”

Selena did it manually a few times, and wow: “You're so smart. According to the database, at least three individuals and clients of this law firm have been involved in legal proceedings. ”

Luke shrugged: “So this Miss Jones is both a private detective and an investigator at this firm, most likely an Ace investigator, after all, she is very good at hitting people. ”

Selena doesn't care, she can beat people, and she's safer than this Jessica, and she doesn't envy it at all.

She just said, "From Jessica's resume, she shouldn't have a problem, Molly wasn't the subject of a law firm investigation. ”

Luke, um, made a sound.

It is safe to avoid information being stolen by some other purposeful person.

Molly wasn't that simple, she couldn't have been more careful.

The two drove home, took the gold and went out to find a place for lunch.

East around the west, Luke drove to a burner shop.

Looking at a store about a year ago, he was a bit of an exclamation.

Gold has no sense of nostalgia. It's the first time it's been to New York, but it's not the first time it's been eaten.

For these oily, meaty, some with sweet foods, it loves them, and Luke is already pushing his nose to buy them quickly.

Luke walked into the store and said hello to the boss, and he drew a big circle of fingers: “Pack. ”

The boss doesn't remember him anymore, just asking, "Which one? ”

Luke: "All kinds, three whole pieces of each, double the number of roasted pigs and forks. Cut out small portions of each fork and pork and pack individually. ”

The boss stunned: “Are you sure it's the whole thing? ”

It's not unusual to get three small portions of each, but you can get three whole portions, and he's got one and a half less scallions here.

Luke laughed: "Yes. I came here a year ago. You ate it. It was delicious. ”

The boss looked at him again. He was slightly impressed. He laughed: "Why are you buying dinner? ”

Luke shrugged: “Pretty much. Don't cut it, just pack it for me and take it away. ”

With so much yakitori, the boss has to chop it for at least half an hour.

He and Selena have hands, and gold bars don't throw up bones at all, so it's better to save time.

A few moments later, with a few large bags of roasted grass, two people and a dog went to Central Park.

The weather is still gloomy today and there are a lot fewer people in the park.

One dog and two people found the last corner and had lunch.

Selena and the gold nuggets launched a wild attack on the forked and roasted pigs, while Luke enjoyed the white chopped chicken not too slowly.

“Afternoon, emumu ~ Where are we going?” Selena chewed and asked vaguely.

Luke: “Go to the fifteenth precinct, bring up that Louis-Paul, and we need to figure out how Molly showed up at his house. ”

Louis-Paul, the tenant who found Molly's apartment, was thrown to the end of the 15th precinct yesterday after Luke slapped a panel in his face for intent to attack the police.

At the time, Luke thought Molly was Louis' girlfriend.

But seeing Molly dressed up, he could only suspect that Lewis kidnapped Molly.

Today, what happened to Molly proved implicitly that Lewis was probably just a backstabbing man.

Lewis at least knew how Molly got to his house before there was a specific clue about him.

Luke didn't regret throwing Lewis to the XV yesterday either.

It is equally common for the suspect's girlfriend to be present in the house at the time of apprehension, and it is not possible for him to conduct a thorough investigation every time.

He's treated hundreds of these little groceries in Los Angeles, and he'll do the same in the future.

Soon after lunch, two people and a dog get back in the car.

The gold is still intact and still drooling over the remaining two bags of baked lasagna.

Luke just said, "It was a late night snack," and a dog head fell down and took his afternoon nap routine.

Selena is similarly closed to God.

An hour later, Luke pulled Lewis out of the fifteenth precinct and threw him in the back seat of the car.

Golden blocks opened their sleeping eyes, reluctantly moved their own special mats, trying to stay away from this stinking baker, and made a threatening whining sound like a play.

Selena also opened her eyes and measured this Lewis from the mirror: “What's wrong with him? You seem to have just smashed a panel on him yesterday. ”

Luke: “Bragging against the scumbags in the holding cell, blowing into a brush, got beaten up... well, well, maybe a few. ”

Lewis listened to the voice coming in, shamed his head underground.

The two cops from the XV precinct were so shady that when they threw him in the holding cell, they deliberately accused him of assaulting the police.

The villains in the holding cell thought a super tough guy had arrived, and they were all careful with him.