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Sonia looked a little weird and seemed to want to laugh, but finally held back: "Okay, my statement is not accurate. In fact, the shortest "limb" is not broken, it is just swollen several times."
Luke couldn't help but scratch his head: "So cruel?"
Sonia finally chuckled: "Because these guys encountered this "vigilante" when they were trying to rape women, and then they kicked the lower body from behind and broke the other limbs."
Luke smiled bitterly in his heart, but his expression did not change much: "To be honest, I actually want to do this too. Does this vigilante have any clues?"
Sonia shook her head: "No. The injured are all gangsters who like to fight. There is no evidence to prove that they were injured by the same person. And you know, recently the district attorney and the judge have strongly asked us to lower our handling of the case. Efficiency, reduce the number of cases filed"
Luke smacked his lips: "Okay, let's just pretend that Mr. Vigilante doesn't exist. What about the other thing?"
Sonia: "Did you hear the news yesterday? The bodies of three gang members were hung on the Ferris wheel at the East District Amusement Park."
Luke nodded: "I've heard of it, isn't this also related to "Mr. Vigilante"?"
Sonia shook her head: "It doesn't matter, it's just that this matter has become a big deal today, and the prosecutor and the judge will be even busier now."
Luke raised his eyebrows: "A lot of people died? Or a lot of people were arrested?"
Sonia: "This morning, there are rumors within the police station. From yesterday to today, a lawyer, a district attorney, and a recently retired criminal court judge have all died."
Luke frowned: "Vendetta?"
Sonia nodded: "The lawyer was found drowned in his swimming pool. The whole house of the District Attorney was on fire, including himself. The retired judge's home was bombed into the sky, and his body found at the scene was not enough to contain a Evidence bag.¡±
Luke drummed his hands on the table.
This method is too cruel.
Especially the way in which the judge died in the last case was absolutely full of hatred.
¡° Burning down the house is just a common method used by gangs to destroy the scene, so it is not unusual.
Sonia couldn't help but look around for a moment, pulled her chair in a little, and said in a low voice: "It is said that these three deceased people are related to a certain case five years ago, and the only surviving victim of that case came back. .¡±
Luke sighed: "I've been doing this for a long time, are you here to slap me in the face today?"
Sonia was stunned: ¡°What?¡±
Luke spread his hands: "What you're talking about is either Mr. Vigilante helping to beat up the gangsters, or the victim taking revenge on some corrupt people and bending the law. It seems that we legal workers are all villains."
Sonia¡¯s lips moved and she found herself speechless.
When you think about it, it¡¯s true.
She stood up angrily, grabbed two bags of lunch and left: "This is Amarigna! This is our world! What can I do?"
Luke heyed, looked at her and turned her head, then smiled and said, "Thank you for the news."
Sonia kept a straight face for a moment, but couldn't help but laugh, and raised the paper bag in her hand: "Didn't you pay the information fee? Let's go."
Watching Sonia leave, Luke thought about the first of these two pieces of news
The latter case will undoubtedly be an important case in Los Angeles, but it is a case that occurred in the East District, not his jurisdiction.
The key is that the lawyer-district prosecutor-judge line is most likely a dirty case involving corruption and perversion of the law. He really has no interest in avenging some people who have lost their bottom line.
And the first news
Luke squinted his eyes and looked at the time.
It¡¯s already nine-twenty, and a certain guy hasn¡¯t arrived yet.
But even if someone arrived, he couldn't ask questions at the bureau, so he was not in a hurry at all.
At this time, another number called.
He looked at it and had no impression of the number at all.
After being connected, he casually said: "Who am I looking for?"
A somewhat dry and hoarse voice came from the other side: "I, Tony Stark. Where did the things you sent yesterday come from?"
Luke unconsciously sat upright from the back of his chair, a smile appeared on his face: "Do you think it's appropriate to talk about this on the phone?"
There was silence for a moment before he said, "At ten o'clock, I will send a car to pick you up."
Luke: "Okay, I'm at the police station."?¡±
The call was hung up.
Luke rubbed his chin and chuckled: Returning a favor is the hardest thing.
Just when he was thinking about how to communicate with a young man, his cell phone rang again.
He picked up the phone again and found that it was another unknown number, and it was still from South America.
Luke still connected it: "Who am I looking for?"
"Luke?" A female voice sounded.
Luke's mind was spinning: "If you're talking about the Luke who "buys you a drink," that's me."
The other person was silent for a moment: "Okay, actually, guarana and raspberry juice are pretty good."
Luke smiled: "What's the matter?"
The caller is Rebecca.
He didn¡¯t think that this person would call him for no reason.
She should still be hunted by the mutual aid association and should try to avoid external contact.
After a while, he hung up the phone again, with a strange look on his face: "No way? Do I have to get involved in this matter?"
He took out a chocolate lollipop, slowly peeled off the wrapper, and stuffed it into his mouth. His mind was spinning rapidly, considering the news he had just received on the phone and figuring out what benefits he could get from it.
Helping is one thing, but how much benefit you can get is another matter.
He never gets too many experience points and has considerable experience in increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. This good habit must be maintained.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and then someone was flipping through the food box on the table.
Luke didn¡¯t even raise his eyes and just asked, ¡°Didn¡¯t you have breakfast?¡±
"You have to ask Elizabeth about this." Selena's voice sounded.
Luke tilted his head: "So, you didn't eat either?"
Elizabeth smiled coquettishly, holding the brown paper bag that Selena had just handed to her: "No."
Selena was devouring a crab sandwich, and at the same time, she stuffed a knife into the side of her side and said: "In her refrigerator, except for a few bottles of soda, there is nothing else, not even a piece of cheese."
Elizabeth was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
The two people in front of me are very familiar.
Luke: "She lives alone. She usually either works overtime or gets up early. Isn't it normal to have nothing to eat at home?"
Selena thinks about it too.
¡°Among Americans, it is absolutely rare to find someone who likes to stock up on ingredients as much as Luke does.
Of course, there are only a few people like Elizabeth who have not prepared any ready-made food.
Elizabeth quickly ran away with her crab sandwich.
Mainly when it comes to cooking, she feels that she needs to further her studies. At this stage, she is not qualified to participate in such a high-level discussion on cooking. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com