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Judging from the thickness of the pile of reminder notices, there must be many things in Nielsen-Murdoch Law Firm that are in arrears, such as water, electricity, telephone, rent, property management, etc.
Food and fruit obviously cannot be used to pay bills.
Luke shook his head in his heart and left the door.
That Miss Karen was obviously very concerned about his behavior.
He was afraid that as soon as he entered the office, this person would rush over to stop him.
Turned around and went to the other side, which was obviously a small room in the kitchen of the apartment.
Except for some used cups, there is almost nothing inside. Even the coffee machine has only a little coffee stain, and it has not been used for at least two days.
This is not because Miss Karen is lazy.
Even if there is only an empty bag of coffee powder thrown in the trash can, then this coffee machine cannot be used to boil tap water.
What¡¯s even more helpless is that it¡¯s already past ten in the morning, and there are only Fudge and Karen in the firm, and the lawyer Matt has not been seen yet.
With this posture, no matter how you look at it, you are going to rush into the street! Luke sighed.
¡°In this world, if you want to be a good person and do something good, you basically only need to spend money. Of course, it is difficult to make money.
After checking around, Walter's voice came from outside the door: "Let's go, Luke."
"Here we come." Luke responded, smiled at Karen again, and walked out of the office.
It turned out that Fudge was still outside the door, talking to Walter.
Walter was a little impatient, but he had just learned a lot about the situation from this person, and it was hard to fall out, so he could only give it a sloppy look.
Seeing Luke coming out, he immediately said: "I will inform you if there is any new information about Elena. Young man, don't be too impatient." He patted Fudge on the shoulder and walked away.
Luke blinked at Fudge and followed him downstairs.
Fudge watched several people walking up the stairs and exhaled: "I hope you can find something."
Behind him, Karen suddenly appeared: "Is that Luke the new neighbor you were talking about?"
Fudge: "Yes, it's diagonally across from us, the one we were renovating a few days ago."
Karen: "Why didn't you say he was a police detective? He's too young."
Fudge: "We only met a few days ago. We were rushing to work and didn't have time to chat with him, but I think he is quite nice."
Karen hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "But why do I feel like he's looking around in the room like he's looking at a crime scene?"
Fudge: "The crime scene is a matter for the CSU (Crime Scene Unit), Karen."
Karen stared at him funny: "I know, I just said he is like the kind of police detective who shows up at a crime scene. The kind of person who looks at the details with his eyes."
Fudge spread his hands: "Okay, what do we have here? The two fighting bikers outside have slipped away, leaving only a woman with an expired visa."
Karen was speechless.
When Fudge asked, she suddenly seemed unable to think of anything worth coveting in this shabby firm.
Exceptherself?
But the way the young man looked at her was normal. He didn't turn his body left and right like most young people do when they meet a beautiful woman, and secretly observe her actions with the corner of his eyes.
Why does Karen know? Because she had been peeking at the young detective like this.
Thinking of this, she sighed: "I'm overthinking it. He said he was your friend, but he has never been to the office, so he wanted to look around."
Fudge slapped his forehead: "Oh my god, he didn't come into my office, did he? My desk is full of reminder notices I've received in the past few days."
Karen: "He didn't go in, he just looked at the door. He shouldn't know that we are in an embarrassing situation of not being able to make ends meet."
Fudge was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I'd better try to find a big customer, at least enough to pay off the debt for the past two months, so that we can have more time"
Karen nodded with a wry smile and returned to her desk in the hall.
Looking at these "customers" in the room, she murmured in her heart: I want to find a big customer here, which is about the same chance that these "customers" will just win the Powerball 758 million jackpot tomorrow.
Here, Walter, who came downstairs, just said: "Selina will tell you about the inquiry later. You guys go visit the victims of these two bombings and seeWhat information do they have. "
Luke: "Sir Cobb, although it's a bit rude, I still have to ask, where are you waiting?"
Walter¡¯s expression was unhappy: ¡°Do you want to be my boss?¡±
Luke was not impatient and just said: "I just want to make sure, Chief Cobb, you have no plans to travel alone in Clinton District. After all, my biggest responsibility is to ensure your safety here."
Walter¡¯s face became even more unhappy: ¡°I need you to ensure safety?¡±
Luke's expression remained normal: "In other places, of course, it is not necessary. But here, even if our sergeant acts alone, he cannot guarantee his own safety."
Walter¡¯s mouth moved, but he was speechless.
This is the Clinton District, which is known as a hellish existence.
When Luke said this, Walter suddenly came back to his senses: Dustin asked Luke to follow him, not necessarily to grab credit, but maybe to keep himself safe?
The monster in front of you can fight dozens of monsters.
After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Richie and I are going to meet with the police station to check the information, okay?"
Luke: "That's no problem. If you need to come here again, you can call me anytime, Chief Cobb."
Walter hummed twice, opened the door and got in the car: "Nothing."
Ricky gave Luke a "helpless" look. He still had a good impression of Luke.
Most people who have interviewed and talked to Luke don¡¯t dislike Luke.
Walter¡¯s attitude towards Luke is obviously because of Dustin, and has little to do with Luke himself.
When the car started, Walter suddenly lowered the window and said, "Don't be so rigid when you go out to do things. Call me by my name from now on, do you understand?"
Luke smiled: "Okay, Walter."
Walter looked away, waved his hand, and Ricky drove off.
After a while, Ricky suddenly smiled and said: "Boss, this newcomer is very dedicated to his duties."
Walter looked in the rearview mirror at Luke¡¯s car, which had already followed him, and snorted: ¡°Drive your car, stop talking nonsense.¡±
Ricky laughed even louder: "Boss, don't hold on, this guy is quite lovable. I feel much happier with him than with that piece of shit John."
Walter couldn¡¯t help but rubbed his forehead.
We are not afraid of not knowing the goods, but we are afraid of comparing goods.
"Compared with Luke, John under him is simply dying.
He was a little surprised to understand what Dustin meant just now, but suddenly he also became jealous of Dustin.
A subordinate who can fight as well as John and can carry out orders very well is simply perfect. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com