Selina was too lazy to ignore his nonsense and glanced at him: "Why did Elena come to America? Travel?"

Luke himself picked up the bun and ate it, saying casually: "She has obtained an exchange student qualification. She is now a student at the Palland School of Art in New Jersey."

Selena oh, and didn't ask any more.

Luke was never a bitter monk.

When in Los Angeles, he goes out at night.

Most of the time he goes to Ginny, and occasionally meets with Jimena for another night.

Two other fixed women existed, but she did not ask who they were, and the two did not meet him frequently.

With Luke's age, net worth and physical fitness, this number of women is already very restrained.

Like some boys playing in college, it's just a carnival every night.

And recently Ginny has been busy.

After coming to New York, Luke had only seen Ginny once.

Elena's appearance was just to restore his life to a little Los Angeles rhythm.

Selena was too lazy to say anything,

Today is still a busy day, but it is a leisurely day for Luke and Selena.

Of course, they would not investigate the corpse dump at the Trinburg Park Pier, but Kilgrave, who was actually investigating before, was so cool that the two had no case.

As soon as noon arrived, the two flashed people in the name of going out to find clues in the afternoon and went home for their own training and work.

But in the afternoon, the door of Luke's house was knocked.

Luke, who was working on the first floor, looked at the monitor and wiped his hands before opening the door.

Outside the door, there were two "acquaintances" who had just grown up.

He greeted with a smile: "Fudge, Matt, why are you free to come to me today?"

Fudge: "I heard Charlie say you're back, just come and see."

Luke looked at him, and simply opened the door of the room to let the way out: "Come in, you must not just visit my new neighbor, or you should at least bring me some fruit or snacks."

Fudge and Matt heard that they were a little embarrassed and found that they really did not remember it.

Visiting a new neighbor for the first time, but came empty-handed, which usually means that the relationship with the other party is not good.

Luke and the other two entered the door and went upstairs, and the door closed automatically.

He turned back and smiled, "Okay, just kidding, don't mind."

On the second floor, Luke brought coffee to the two. After the three sat opposite, he said, "Even if you have something to say, and your business is booming, it must be very busy."

After hearing this, I thought about the "business" of my office again and smiled a bit.

A moment later, Fudge said, "That's it. We heard that a police officer was attacked recently?"

Luke nodded.

The detective's action in the past few days has been very large, and the Blood Skull gang has been uprooted. This matter has not been kept secret, and a little acquaintance in NYPD can hear it.

Fudge hesitated and lowered his voice: "I also heard that the injured Walter seems to be the same Walter Constable?"

Luke continued to nod affirmatively: "It's him."

"He, was he badly hurt?" Fudge asked.

Luke: "It's going to lie down for almost a month. But the night after the attack, he almost injured his death and was lucky to survive."

"Hopefully he will recover," Fudge frowned, "Do you think this has anything to do with his investigation of the bombing?"

Luke groaned, glanced at the two opposites several times before nodding: "It should be."

Upon hearing this, Fudge's face did not look very good: "What the **** is that" black mask "doing?"

Luke shook his head: "The attackers have found them. They are members of the gang, not the Mr. Black Mask."

When he said that, he didn't look at Matt at all.

Looking at Fudge's expression, he laughed: "Fudge, the detective did not focus on arresting the black mask."

Fudge wondered, "Why?" He knew, however, that the police had issued a warrant against the black mask, accusing him of assaulting the police and creating an empty cloth attack.

Luke shrugged: "This black-masked comment, which I also learned from Sister Temple, is basically positive. The few negative comments on him came from the allegations made by the 15th Bureau. Only I When I came to NYPD, several colleagues warned me that the fifteenth branch bureau had very bad wind ratings and was not to be trusted. "

Fudge was dumb.

Luke took a sip of coffee and played with the tiny cup in his hand: "Even inside the police station, he didn't believe the fifteenth branch. And when Walter investigated the explosion, some people brought black heads. Coming to the door and hurting him, isn't this familiar to you as a lawyer? "

Fudge and Matt certainly understand that for many lawyers this approach is more proficient than the police.

"Plants the evils!" Fudge said with his teeth in his teeth.

This matter has nothing to do with him.

He was also injured in the bombing that night, but with good luck, he was not seriously injured.

Several of the innocents who were affected were severely injured, and a lot of property was lost, such as the old lady Elena.

If the bombing was not done by the black mask, then his previous hatred would be wrong.

"Are there any preliminary conclusions from you?" Fudge couldn't help asking.

Luke took the coffee and took a sip without hesitation: "It depends on whether you are asking this question as a lawyer or a friend today."

Fudge was shocked, but Matt knew it: friends had inside information, and lawyers had nothing to say.

"I promise, this is just a chat between friends." Matt, who had been talking so little, suddenly interjected.

Luke raised an eyebrow and looked at Fudge: "What do you think?"

Fudge nodded decisively: "This is just a chat, only the three of us know."

Lu Ke gave a sigh, put down the coffee cup, picked up the little cake on the table and took a bite: "On the bright side, all evidence points to Brooklyn, a gang called Blood Skull. The members of this gang are basically Thrown into the detention room ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ except for the boss Billy Wharton, who has no lives or dead. "

Fudge and Matt both focused and listened carefully.

Luke took another bite of the cake: "According to the two attackers, this Billy Wharton is the messenger."

Fudge and Matt frowned.

The Blood Skull is just one of the gangs in Brooklyn, not the most famous ones. The two men who have been in Manhattan for a long time have never heard of it.

If this is what Billy Wharton orchestrated the bombing, it is extremely unlikely that he would want to receive compensation from the missing person.

Luke looked at the expressions of the two and continued to say, "However, we judge Billy is only an executor, and the planner of the bombing should be Jin Bin.

"Kim and?" Fudge repeated the name blankly, apparently he knew nothing about it.

Matt's look remained the same, but his body leaned forward slightly, obviously interested in the name.