Chapter 875

Of course, Walter is not an old stick to give up.

He has a hundred ways to support Luke and his wife in the process of handling the case, and the last credit has nothing to do with Luke and her husband.

So in the face of Darth's practice of mixing sand, he did not panic, or follow his own set pace.

While the old lady was talking excitedly to Walter and them, a man came out of the office not far away.

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

Luke walked over with a smile and said in a low voice, "good morning, fudge. I work here. "

Fudge looked at Walter and the two men over there and saw the badge on their chest in an instant. He looked at Luke again and said, "so do you..."

Luke laughingly lifted the metal chain in his jacket and revealed the badge Wallet: "we can get to know each other again. Luke Colson, the new detective who just came to NYPD yesterday. "

Fudge opened his mouth: "you? Detective? "

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

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

Under the age of 20, NYPD is a new police officer, let alone the Department of the headquarters detective bureau.

Luke smile: "most of your classmates are still interns in law firms. Don't you open a law firm and become your own boss? "

Fudge smiled bitterly: "OK, no kidding. Luke, what can I do for you to find Elena? "

Luke explained the situation in a few words.

Fudge frowned. "You're just looking for clues. Don't you have to help Elena solve the problem?"

Luke sighed, his eyes motioned to Walter over there, his voice even lower: "I was sent to this case when I went to work today. The inspector Walter is the one who is in charge of solving the case, so you know."

Fudge can't say anything about Luke's badge detective and Walter's inspector title.

Just like an intern in a law firm, it's impossible to instruct a senior partner to do something.

Of course, a small detective is not qualified to instruct the superintendent how to handle the case, let alone Luke is new.

Luke looked at his expression and whispered, "but if you find any clues, it's better than letting Elena's family end up with a" decoration dispute ", right?"

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

Luke smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "You can go over there and check on inspector Walter. I haven't spoken to him for five minutes since I came to NYPD."

Fudge can't help crying and laughing: you are a new comer, and you are so excellent!

But Luke's attitude made him feel better.

The young man who made him look very pleasant did not have the hypocritical dogma that he hated, and he also had his own principles in mind.

People with principles are always more likable than those with no bottom line.

Luke didn't betray Walter, because in fact, Elena had nothing to do with Walter. He was looking for the bombing, not the small case of Elena's family being destroyed.

Elena called the police and concluded that the "decoration dispute" was in the 15th branch.

The old lady really had to thank Walter for his trouble, so that at least she could look forward to overturning the conclusion of the 15th Bureau.

Fudge is not stupid either. Anyone who can be a lawyer cannot be stupid, or he will be eliminated soon.

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

In fact, on the night of the explosion, Fudge also found Elena's house for the "decoration dispute". While talking in the house, the explosion happened.

Fudge, who has a clear mind and a clear voice, is a more qualified client than the old lady, and only he notices some details.

Walter was afraid of trouble and didn't want to talk to the lawyer, but he said something to fudge and was attracted by the information he revealed. He couldn't help asking, but left the old lady to the side.

Luke didn't come forward either, just gestured for Selena to call herself something.

He took a few steps to rejoin Nielsen Murdoch.

Now, looking at the so-called law firm carefully, he shook his head in his heart: it seems that the two young lawyers have met the most common and biggest problem in their initial stage of entrepreneurship - money.

Money, for most people in the world, is always a big problem.

Two young lawyers set up their own doors, but in the most needed stage of making money, they took a lot of lawsuits from the poor.

What the poor can make a lot of money is only the lawsuit of personal injury claim. ——A string of 888 numbers can be found on the subway and billboards in New York, and two smiling lawyers specialize in the business.But the two young lawyers didn't take this kind of job.

Their current cases are nothing more than obtaining new work visas for some foreign workers, alleviating the punishment for the poor who are unable to pay the fine and do not want to go to jail, and helping the old lady Elena negotiate with the landlord to fix up the house as it is.

These people can't afford to pay 100 yuan for an hour. They can only pay two young lawyers for cheap food and fruit.

These things are piled in the corner of the room, but they are not large enough for three people in the law firm to eat for two days at most.

Well, a lawyer's appetite may be two meals at most. After all, those who like to do manual work will consume a little more.

The blonde Karen noticed him.

Luke's appearance and temperament here, just like her, are hard to ignore.

"What can I do for you?" she asked

Luke smiled and said, "I'm Fudge's friend, but I haven't been to him. Would you mind a visit? "

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

Luke looked and shrugged: "it's never easy to start a business. Don't worry about me. I'll just have a look. "

As he said this, he went to the door of the room that should be the offices of the two lawyers and looked in at random.

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

Looking at all the old scratches on the printer, Luke thought it might be as old as Claire.

On one table, piles of scattered envelope paper were familiar to most Americans.

They are reminders from various companies.