Super Detective in the Fictional World

Jessica poured a big mouthful of vodka and gasped for a few moments before she said, “He's too much, he likes to play with young girls, especially the ones with athletic skills and cheerful temperament. ”

Luke just nodded and didn't ask to rush.

She poured another sip of wine and hit a hiccup: “He controls people to do things, he needs to explain them in words, and he can't be too far away. But if he stays under his control for a long time, he becomes Molly, and even if he stays away from him, he does what he says beforehand. ”

Luke is still silent.

He deduced this information from Harry's information and what he knew a long time ago, but at best it wasn't 100% certain.

But with his caution, Kilgrave will never again be given the chance to control himself.

As a result, this information from Jessica is, at best, additive.

Jessica pours a big sip again: "When he's in control, people will be sober. You know what you're doing, but you're going to listen to him and do everything you don't really want to do. Even if he asks you to kill, you will do it...”

Speaking of which, she buried her head and covered her face with her hands.

Luke didn't say anything.

His acute ear, of course, could hear her nasal cavity and throat crying slightly, but they were all obscured and blurred by his hands.

A moment later, he sighed and patted her on the shoulder with his hand, saying softly: "Jessica, look at me. ”

Jessica raised her head unconsciously to his icy blue eyes.

“It's over, it's over. Kilgrave will eventually disappear from your world, and he's just a black dot in your life.” Luke went on to talk.

At this moment, his voice is soft.

In Jessica's senses, those beautiful ice-blue eyes seem to be glowing and moving.

But Kilgrave gave her too much fear, and she shook her head subconsciously: "No, he's alive, he's back for me, Molly. That's the message he gave me. He intentionally had Molly pull a gun in front of me to kill someone, and he wanted me to follow his lead and come back to him. ”

Luke pressed her shoulders with his hands: “But I'll grab him and send him where he belongs. He can't hide from bullets fired dozens of meters away. He's not as powerful as you think, okay? Jessica, don't be controlled by the fear in your heart, learn to face it, defeat it, and finally step on it. ”

Jessica calmed down in a string of words.

For a moment, she suddenly reached out her hands and grabbed the collar on his chest, and her head came together.

Luke looked at the rapidly approaching mouth, horrified in his heart, and turned his side decisively.

His extremely skilled close-knit skills have played a major role over dodging this "raid” and then pressing her shoulders from behind: "Jessica, get some sleep, you have to get back to work tomorrow. ”

Jessica shook her head angrily: "I don't want to go to work tomorrow! ”

Luke:... you're really coming from the heart! So, what's this stupid firm for?

He couldn't help but talk about going to work, just making a gentle sound in his mouth, constantly soothing Jessica's emotions and finally letting this drunk, half-hypnotic drunk slumber sleep after 10 minutes.

After doing this, he wiped a cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, mumbling: “Sister, shouldn't you brush your teeth first, even if you want to give a warm kiss? You have a mouthful of alcohol, I can't say it. ”

For a normal man, a woman with a mouthful of alcohol who keeps hiccups is even prettier, which is also a discount.

A few discounts depends on whether it's just a little alcohol or just vomiting.

And for Luke, who has mild cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, Jessica is even prettier at the moment, and he also chose to give his mouth a vacation, so he can't let it suffer!

Lay the woman on the sofa, pull the thin blanket on the sofa, and Luke walks up to the door.

When he left, he pulled the door at will and was about to continue leaving, but the door behind him stubbornly opened another seam.

Taking two steps, he still couldn't help but stare at the door.

Frowning for a moment, Luke sighed: "This fucking obsessive-compulsive! Forget it, it's for your intelligence. ”

He got busy at the door.

Twenty minutes later, looking at the new door, he nodded with satisfaction: "That would be much safer. I'm such a good man. ”

Hanging a set of keys on the handle inside the door, he sent a message to Jessica's phone using his office phone and turned away.

Behind you, there's only one brand new door gleaming.

As he passed in the nearby black alley, he quickly found an empty, unmanned old building, removed the mat from the storage space, and started wearing V gear as he stood up.

He had just been interrupted by Jessica's phone, and he realized that five days a week was a rule of law.

How can a law-abiding citizen like yourself deprive Selena of her day off?

So he gave Selena the night off.

Luke? He was Chinese in his last life, and if he counted part-time code words, he spent years 7-11-7 (7: 11 a.m., 7 days a week).

Now it's 22-7 (22 hours a day, 7 days a week) and he's great and he can afford it anyway.

Thinking of a female detective waking up tomorrow and seeing that “gift” face, he was somehow happy: helping people to be happy, always a source of happiness for himself.

Looking at the time, it was only 8: 50, and he took out a large chunk of chocolate and stuffed it in his mouth, replenishing the calories it took to do what was good.

There was no rush today, and he was still thinking about female detectives and waiting to clean up, and Luke was wearing equipment a little slower than usual.

Let's do it again tonight. Kim's gonna react a little, right?

For Kim, losing a few gang nests is nothing.

But Luke and Selena have been targeting people with key links in the drug trafficking process, including “general agents”, “drug warehouses” and “small vaults” in a region.

With the destruction of these places, the general agent in charge of the operation, the management of the storage of data on the entry and exit of medicines, and the private accounting of the gangs, these people were also killed and maimed.

A large organization loses leadership that can adjust the division of labor in a timely manner, warehouses cannot ship, and treasurers who calculate the money are lying in hospitals, so the business is not going to go on.

In this chaotic situation, continuing to do business will only allow people in the group to touch the fish and fill their bags.

Adjusting this state of affairs requires a new leadership to calm the hearts and minds.