Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke stunned and raised his finger to himself: "I'm an old friend?"

Apart from handling the case, how many words did he and Margaret say? There are about two "hello" and three "byebye".

Harriet smiled, the black-rimmed glasses couldn't stop the provocative eyes, and the bright red lips and lip corners were raised high: "You really don't know her, but she knows a lot about life-saving benefactors."

Luke Hehe: "Just work, I ate."

As soon as this word came out, he was picked again by Harry's eyes.

Helpless, Luke resigned resolutely.

This big beauty is really a bit unbearable.

He replaced the kind of red fruit fruit, he really didn't take it seriously.

In his current appearance, the girl who took the initiative to talk to him would meet one after another-this is still the case where he never drinks bars and does not mix entertainment venues.

If he goes to those nightlife venues a bit more frequently, the treatment that is separated by three or five will become the treatment that is three or five a night.

It's a pity that Harry's little movement is subtle.

A self-passionate man will definitely feel that she is suggesting herself.

But Luke, a man with a strong defense and ability to communicate with the mind, knows that this is just her unintentional move.

This big blonde wave always inadvertently and unconsciously discharges. She is the so-called tanned bone in Chinese sayings.

Coupled with her smart and bright pink suit in her open white gown, big black-framed glasses on her face, a briefcase in her hand, and the identity of a psychologist, this lethality is too great.

Replaced with the fake house Luke of the previous life, there must be all the blockbusters in his mind like "Forbidden Disease X", "Special Psychiatric Diagnostic Records".

Now, he didn't want to have anything to do with this.

After all ... too familiar, I'm sorry to start.

At half past seven at night, Luke and two were preparing for the event tonight, shortly after dinner, and one of his phones rang.

He took it for a look, but found that it was an unfamiliar number, and he connected it at will: "Who?"

His mobile phone is a personal number for office use and will be sent to parties, witnesses, and informants in certain cases, so this phone often receives calls from strange numbers.

There was a silent voice on the other end of the phone before a female voice came: "I, Jessica."

Luke stopped moving: "Good evening, Miss Jones, is there anything wrong?"

Jessica: "Don't you want to know about Kilgrave? Come to my office now."

Luke: "OK."

Jessica got a reply and hung up without saying anything.

Luke rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and said to Selina, who was watching the information next to him, "The operation tonight is suspended. Take a good rest."

Selina didn't look up. "Which woman is looking for you again?"

Luke: "... Jessica Jones, the private detective who likes to hit people."

Selina finally looked up: "She figured it out?"

Luke shrugged. "I don't know. But if there is no new clue, her information is important and not important. After all, Molly has said enough. After about ten in the evening, I will be back."

Selina glanced at him squintingly: "Are you sure?"

Luke Waner: "I'm sure."

After a while, Luke walked out of the house wearing a grey-black hooded sweater and a black peaked cap.

Selina watched him go away from the one-sided glass in the living room on the second floor, her eyes rolled: "Gold nuggets, copy the guy out."

Lazily lying on the carpet in the living room, leaning on a small kennel pillow, watching a dog in Huang Bangtai's head curled up, and turned his head: "嗷 唔?"

Selina: "He said we can rest, but didn't say we must rest."

The gold nugget climbed up, and two eyes glowed with a faint green light: "Hey?"

Selina: "Our two separate actions have always been fruitful, OK?"

Looking at a dog head excited with excitement, she couldn't help voicing: "Luke teaches you how to multiply the table by nine or nine. It's been three months, and the old ones are still wrong. How much should you pay each time? It ’s not me. You do n’t know how much you count. I really do n’t know what it takes. ”

The nugget lowered his dog's head in shame: "Hey ~"

Selina grinned and rubbed her dog's head: "Okay, I'm not saying you're stupid, just to keep you from thinking about money."

Because you are really stupid, I say the same thing. She made up for the knife silently, and went to the basement to change equipment one by one.

Here, Luke walked quickly, crossed four blocks northeast, and walked into an old apartment building near Central Park.

After checking Jessica's information, of course he knows what the pseudonymous office is here.

For the name of the office, he was unable to speak up: Or did the Miss Jones want to tell the client openly that this office was just one of her vests?

He went up to the fourth floor, and found an apartment at the end of the corridor according to the house number. He looked at the place where it was sealed with a paper shell, which was supposed to be the door glass, and nodded in his heart: It really looked like Miss Jones.

Luke knocked twice on the door without any movement.

He wasn't in a hurry, Jessica was in it, but the status was a little ... erosion?

Only this word is more suitable for this person.

After waiting a moment, he knocked on the door twice, but the one inside still didn't mean to get up.

Luke sighed, pushed the door open, and walked in.

In front of this door, not only the glass was gone, but even the door lock was broken. The Miss Jones was not afraid to be touched in the middle of the night and robbed.

In the living room, which was used as an office, all kinds of things were so messy that they had not been cleaned for a long time.

The only good thing is that it doesn't have that kind of leftover fast food junk, so it doesn't have the most disgusting taste of food residues.

The most obvious smell in the room is the smell of wine. The most trash on the ground is also empty wine bottles. They also come from ... well, UU reading www.uukanshu.com vodka. He couldn't help shaking his head.

Look at Jessica, who is sitting at the desk, holding her head and looking at the notebook, and holding a wine bottle in her hand. Luke is too lazy to walk and walks directly to her desk: " Miss Jones, it seems that your nutrition for dinner is not well balanced. "

Of course, this behavior is very impolite, he is not an acquaintance, and it would seem very uneducated to do so.

But to the drunkard in front of him, Luke felt that education could be left to those in need.

Jessica looked up in horror and looked at him for a few seconds before she said, "Oh, here you come, sit down."

Luke: "Thank you, I'm sitting. Now let's go straight to the subject, Miss Jones. What do you want to say to me about Kilgrave?"

Hearing this, Jessica's breathing was stagnant and the bottle in her hand stopped.

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