Chapter 902 Selena Is on Vacation, Luke Has an Appointment

Luke was stunned, raised his finger and pointed at himself: "I'm also an old friend?"

Besides handling the case, how many words did he have with Margaret? There are about two "hello" and three "byebye".

Harry smiled, the black-rimmed glasses couldn't stop the provocative eyes, and the bright red lips were raised high: "You are indeed unfamiliar with her, but she still knows a lot about the savior."

Luke hehe: "It's just work, I'm just eating."

As soon as he said this, he was picked on by Harry's eyes again.

Luke was helpless and resolutely bid farewell to Shanren.

This big beauty is really unbearable.

He really wouldn't take it to heart if it was replaced by that kind of Chi Guoguo's hookup.

With his current appearance, the girl who took the initiative to chat with him would meet one every now and then - this is still under the circumstance that he never goes to bars or entertainment places.

If his frequency of going to those nightlife places is normal, then the treatment every three to five will become the treatment of three or five a night.

It's a pity that Harley's little gesture is very subtle.

A self-assured man will definitely feel that she is hinting at him.

And Luke, a man with a strong sense of precaution and the ability to communicate with one another, knew very well that this was just her unintentional act.

This blond big wave will always inadvertently and unconsciously discharge, she is the so-called charming bone in Chinese sayings.

Coupled with the fact that she opened the capable and dazzling peach-colored suit in her white coat, the large black-rimmed glasses on her face, the briefcase in her hand, and her identity as a psychiatrist, this was too lethal.

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

Now, he doesn't want to have anything to do with this guy.

After all... too familiar, I'm embarrassed to start.

At 7:30 in the night, shortly after the two of Luke finished their dinner, while preparing for tonight's event, one of his cell phones rang.

He took it and took a look,

But I found out that it was an unfamiliar number, and I connected it: "Who?"

His mobile phone is a private number used for office work, and will be sent to parties, witnesses, and informants in certain cases, so this mobile phone often receives calls from unfamiliar numbers.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before a female voice came: "I, Jessica."

Luke stopped what he was doing: "Good evening, Miss Jones, what's the matter?"

Jessica: "Don't you want to know about Kilgrave? Come to my office now."

Luke: "OK."

Jessica got an answer and hung up without saying anything.

Luke rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, and said to Selena who was reading the materials next to him: "Tonight's action is suspended, you have a good night's rest."

Selena didn't look up: "Which woman is looking for you again?"

Luke: "...Jessica Jones, the private detective who likes to beat people."

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

Luke shrugged: "I don't know. But if there are no new clues, her intelligence is not important or important. After all, Molly has said enough. I will be back around ten o'clock in the evening."

Selena glanced at him sideways: "Are you sure?"

Luke smiled: "I'm sure."

After a while, Luke wore a gray-black hooded sweater and a black peaked cap, and walked out of the house.

Selena watched his disappearing figure from the single-sided glass in the living room on the second floor, her eyes rolled: "Gold nugget, copy the guy out."

Lying lazily on the carpet in the living room, his head rested on the small pillow in the kennel, looking at the head of a certain dog in Huang Baotai, he turned his head and said, "Huh?"

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

The gold nugget got up, and both eyes glowed with a faint green light: "Hey?"

Selena: "Our two actions alone have always yielded half-to-five, OK?"

Looking at a dog head who was excited and violent, she couldn't help complaining: "Luke has taught you the formula table of the nine-nine multiplication table for three months, and the three-five-one-five are still wrong, how much should you pay each time? It's not for me to do the math. You can't even count the money, you really don't know why you need so much money."

Gold Nugget lowered his dog's head in shame: "Ow~"

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

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

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

Of course, he who has checked Jessica's information knows that the pseudonymous office is here.

He was powerless to complain about the name of the firm: Or is this Miss Jones trying to tell the client aboveboard that this firm is just a vest for her?

He walked up to the fourth floor and found an apartment at the end of the corridor according to the house number. Looking at the position where the door glass was sealed with cardboard, he nodded in his heart: This is indeed Miss Jones' style.

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

He is not in a hurry, Jessica is inside, but the state is a bit... rotten?

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

After waiting for a while, he knocked on the door twice again, but the person inside still didn't intend to get up.

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

The door in front of her is not only missing the glass, but also the lock is broken. This Miss Jones is not afraid of being touched in the middle of the night and robbed.

In the living room, which is used as an office, all kinds of things are disorganized, and it is obvious that they have 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 smell of the most disgusting food scraps rancid.

The most obvious thing in the house is the smell of alcohol, and the most trash on the ground is also the empty wine bottles, which also come from... um, vodka. He couldn't help shaking his head.

Looking at Jessica sitting behind the desk, holding her head and looking at the notebook, with a wine bottle in her hand, Luke didn't bother to be polite, so he walked over and sat on her desk: " Miss Jones, your dinner doesn't seem to be nutritionally balanced."

Of course, his behavior was very rude, he was not an acquaintance, and doing so would appear very uneducated.

But for the alcoholic in front of him, Luke felt that upbringing could be reserved for those in need.

Jessica looked up in confusion, looked at him for a few seconds, and 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 want to say to me about Kilgrave?"

Hearing this, Jessica's breathing stopped, and the wine bottle in her hand stopped.

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