Luke was stunned, raised his hand and pointed at himself: "I, too, an old friend?" ”

In addition to handling the case, how many words did he say to Margaret? There are probably two "hello" sentences and three "byebye".

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

Luke: "It's just work, it's a mess." ”

As soon as these words came out, he was picked by Harley's eyes again.

Luke was helpless and decisively said goodbye.

This big beauty is really a bit overwhelming.

If it was the kind of red fruit hookup, he really wouldn't take it to heart.

With his current appearance, the sister who took the initiative to talk to him would meet one every once in a while - this is still under the condition that he never clubs and does not mix with entertainment venues.

If he goes to those nightlife places more often, the treatment of every three or five will become the treatment of three or five a night.

It's a pity that this little action of Harley is very subtle.

A self-proclaimed amorous man will definitely feel that she is hinting at herself.

And Luke, a man who is extremely defensive and has the ability to communicate with his heart, knows very well that this is just her unintentional move.

This blonde big wave will always discharge inadvertently and unconsciously, she is the so-called charming natural nature in the Chinese proverb.

Coupled with her capable and eye-catching peach-colored suit in her open white coat, black-framed glasses on her face, the briefcase in her hand, and her identity as a psychiatrist, this is too lethal.

Replaced by the pseudo-house Luke of the previous life, his mind must be full of blockbuster titles such as "Forbidden Illness X" and "Special Psychiatric Examination Record".

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

After all...... Too familiar, embarrassed to start.

At half past seven o'clock in the evening, shortly after the two of them had finished dinner, and were preparing for tonight's event, one of his cell phones rang.

He took it and looked at it, but found that it was an unfamiliar number, and he answered it casually: "Who?" ”

His mobile phone is a private number used for office, which will be sent to the parties, witnesses, and informants of certain cases, so this mobile phone often receives calls from some strange numbers.

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the line, and then a female voice came: "I, Jessica." ”

Luke stopped what he was doing: "Good evening, Miss Jones, may I ask what is the matter?" ”

Jessica: "Don't you want to know about Kilgrave?" Now come to my office. ”

Luke: "OK. ”

Jessica got an answer and hung up without saying anything.

Lukemo rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and said to Selena, who was reading the information next to him: "The operation is suspended tonight, you have a good night's rest." ”

Selena didn't raise her head: "Which woman is looking for you again?" ”

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

Selena finally raised her head: "Did she figure it out?" ”

Luke shrugged, "I don't know. But if there are no new clues, it doesn't matter if the information she has there is important, after all, Molly has said enough. I'll be back around ten o'clock in the evening. ”

Selena squinted at him, "Are you sure?" ”

Luke: "I'm sure. ”

Moments later, Luke walked out of the house wearing a gray-black hooded sweatshirt and a black peaked cap.

Selena looked at his distant figure from the single-sided glass in the living room on the second floor, and her eyes rolled: "Gold nuggets, copy the guy and go out." ”

Lying lazily on the carpet in the living room, leaning his head on the small pillow of the kennel, he looked at a certain dog head in Huang Storm Terrace and was stunned, and turned his head: "Huh? ”

Selena: "He said we could rest, but he didn't say we had to rest. ”

The gold nugget got up as soon as he could, and his two eyes glowed with a faint green light: "Huh? ”

Selena: "The two of us have been working alone, and the harvest has always been five-five, OK?" ”

Looking at a certain dog head who was excited and slammed up, she couldn't help but complain: "It's been three months since Luke taught you the ninety-nine multiplication table formula, and the three-five-one-fifteen are still wrong, and I don't want to calculate how much money should be divided each time." You can't even count the money, you really don't know what you want so much money for. ”

The gold nugget lowered the dog's head in shame: "Whew~"

Selena smiled and rubbed its dog head casually: "Okay, I'm not saying you're stupid, I'm just asking you not to care so much about money." ”

Because you're really stupid, it's the same whether I say it or not. She silently mended the knife in her heart, and went to the basement to change equipment with one person and one dog.

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

Of course, he knew that the pseudonymous office was here.

He couldn't complain about the name of the firm: Or did Miss Jones want to tell her clients openly that the firm was just a vest for her?

He went up to the fourth floor, followed the house number to find an apartment at the end of the hallway, looked at the place where the door was supposed to be glass, sealed in a paper shell, and nodded in his heart: this is indeed Miss Jones's style.

Luke knocked twice on the door, but there was no movement inside.

He wasn't in a hurry, Jessica was inside, but his state was a little ...... Erosion?

There is only this word, which is more suitable for this one.

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

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

Not only is the glass gone, but even the lock is broken, and Miss Jones is not afraid of being robbed in the middle of the night.

In the living room that is used as an office, everything is cluttered, and it is obvious that it has not been cleaned up for a long time.

The only good thing is that there is no leftover fast food junk in it, so there is no taste of the most disgusting food scraps rotting.

The most obvious smell in the house is the smell of alcohol, and the most garbage on the floor is also empty wine bottles, which also come from ...... Well, vodka. He couldn't help but shake his head.

Looking at Jessica, who was sitting behind the desk, looking at the notebook with her head propped up, and still holding a wine bottle in her hand, Luke didn't bother to be polite, and walked over directly and sat on her desk: "Miss Jones, the nutrition of your dinner doesn't seem to be balanced." ”

Of course, his behavior is very impolite, he is not an acquaintance, and it will appear very uneducated to do so.

But when it comes to the drunkard in front of him, Luke feels that upbringing can be left to those who need it.

Jessica looked up in a daze and looked at him for a few seconds before she said, "Oh, you're here, sit down." ”

Luke: "Thanks, I'm already seated." Now let's get straight to the point, Miss Jones. What do you have to say to me about Kilgrave? ”

Hearing this, Jessica's breath stagnated, and the wine bottle in her hand froze.