Chapter 875 Money Is Always a Big Problem

Of course, old fritters like Walter won't give up easily.

He has a hundred ways to support Luke in the process of handling the case, and the final credit has nothing to do with Luke.

Therefore, in the face of Dustin's practice of mixing sand, he did not panic, and still acted at his own pace.

When the old lady was talking to Walter and the others excitedly, a man walked out of the office not far away.

Turning his head to see Luke, the man was stunned: "Luke? You are..."

Luke walked over with a smile and whispered, "Good morning, Fudge. I'm going to work here."

Fudge looked at the two Walters over there, and instantly saw the police badges on their chests. He looked at Luke again: "You too..."

Luke smiled and picked up the metal chain in his jacket, exposing the police badge wallet: "We can get to know each other again. Luke Coulson, the rookie detective who only reported to the NYPD yesterday."

Fudge opened his mouth. "You? Detective?"

Fudge is a lawyer and a native of New York, and he certainly knows a lot about the NYPD.

In his opinion, although Luke is very mature in speaking and doing things, it is more like the result of tutoring, and his actual age is less than 20.

The New York Police Department is under the age of 20, and it is a new police officer (Police Officer), let alone the department where the police detective at the headquarters is located.

Luke smiled: "Most of your classmates are still interns in law firms. Don't you also open a law firm and be your own boss?"

Fudge smiled bitterly: "Okay, no kidding. Luke, what are you doing with Elena?"

Luke's simple words explained the situation.

Fudge frowned: "You are just here to find clues, and you may not be able to help Elena solve the current difficulties?"

Luke sighed, his eyes gestured to Walter over there, and his voice was lower: "I was only sent to deal with this case when I went to work today, and that Inspector Walter is the one in charge of solving the case, so you know of."

Fudge thought about the detective on Luke's badge just now,

Thinking about Walter's Inspector title again, there's nothing to say.

Just like an intern in a law firm, it is impossible to instruct the senior partner of the firm to do things.

Of course, a little police detective is not qualified to instruct the inspector how to handle the case, let alone Luke is a newcomer.

Looking at his expression, Luke continued to whisper, "But, if you find any clues, it's better than letting what happened at Elena's house end with a "decoration dispute", right?"

Fudge's heart moved: "Is that so..."

Luke smiled and patted his shoulder lightly: "You can go over there, and check out Inspector Walter's words. I haven't spoken to him for five minutes since I came to NYPD."

Fudge didn't know whether to laugh or cry: You are a newcomer, and you are so good!

However, Luke's attitude made him feel better.

This young man who made him look very pleasing did not have the kind of hypocritical dogma that he hated, and he was also a person with his own principles in his heart.

A principled person is always more likable than a grass without a bottom line.

Luke is not betraying Walter, because Elena's affairs have nothing to do with Walter. He is investigating the bombing case, not the small case of Elena's house being destroyed.

The old lady Elena called the police, and it was the 15th Bureau who came to the conclusion of a "decoration dispute".

The old lady really had to thank Walter for being so eventful, so at least she could look forward to overturning the Fifteenth Bureau's conclusion.

Fudge is not stupid, nor can anyone who can be a lawyer be stupid, or they will soon be eliminated.

After a few steps, he clarified the key points in Luke's information, walked over with a smile on his face, and started to help the old lady Elena.

In fact, on the night of the bombing, Fudge found Elena's house for the "decoration dispute" and was talking in the house when the explosion happened.

Clear-headed and articulate, Fudge was a more qualified client than the old lady, and only he noticed some details.

Walter was afraid of trouble and didn't want to talk to the little lawyer, but he said a few words to Fudge and was attracted by the information he revealed. He couldn't help but ask the old lady aside.

Luke didn't step forward either, just gestured to Selena to call him for something.

He took a few steps and re-entered the Nelson-Murdoch law firm.

Now looking carefully at this so-called law firm, he shook his head in his heart: The entrepreneurial path of these two young lawyers seems to have encountered the most common and biggest problem at the very beginning—money.

Money, too, will always be a big issue for most people in the world.

Two young lawyers set up their own businesses, but they took on a lot of lawsuits from poor people at the stage of making money when they needed it most.

The poor can make big money, basically only the lawsuit of personal injury claims. —A string of 888 numbers on the New York subway and billboards, and two smiling lawyers who specialize in this business.

These two young lawyers did not take on this kind of job that could bring a lot of money.

Their current case is nothing more than obtaining new work visas for some foreign workers, or helping the poor who cannot pay the fines and do not want to go to jail, and helping the old lady Elena negotiate with the landlord to get the house Renovated back to original.

These people can't afford the lawyer's fee calculated by one hundred yuan per hour, and they can only pay the two young lawyers some cheap food and fruit.

These things were piled up in the corner of the room, but they were not many, enough to feed the three people in the law firm for two days at most.

Well, according to the appetite of a certain lawyer, you may eat at most two meals. After all, people who like to do physical work will always consume more.

The big blonde Karen noticed him.

Luke's appearance and temperament are here, just like her, it is difficult for people to ignore.

She looked inquisitively: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Luke smiled: "I'm a friend of Fudge, but I haven't been to him yet. Would you mind taking a tour?"

Karen smiled awkwardly: "Yes. But...there are only three rooms here. "

Luke glanced at it and shrugged: "Starting a business is never easy. Don't worry about me, I'll just take a look."

With that said, he walked to the door of the room that should be the offices of the two lawyers, and glanced inside casually.

There are two desks full of documents and a large filing cabinet, and then there is a very antique computer connected to an equally very old printer.

Looking at the various old scratches on the printer, Luke felt that the printer might be as old as Claire.

On one table, a scrambled stack of envelopes looked familiar—familiar to most Americans.

They are dunning notices from various companies.

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