Damon didn't care.
He was already past the age of calling friends, and he had been addicted to comics recently.
If he hadn't gone through thick and thin with Luke in the hijacking case, he wouldn't have gotten too close to young people.
At home, Selina sat in front of the bay window and looked in the direction of New Jersey.
Luke poured two cups of hot chocolate and gave her one. "Still thinking about Damon and his daughter?"
Selina took a sip and suppressed the feeling of not being full. "It seems good to see them start a new life."
Luke said, "It's a personal choice. Look at Dustin. He's in his early forties, but he's still working hard! "
Selina was lost for words.
"It's a personal choice." Luke sat down and looked at the Hudson River and New Jersey. "If it weren't for the comics, Damon might not have been able to adapt to this life so quickly. Mindy, on the other hand … "
He shook his head slightly.
Selina sighed. "This girl is …"
At this point, she paused.
She wanted to say "ruined" or "crooked," but that didn't seem right.
Luke said, "It's just us talking. What's there to worry about? It's not something to be happy about that Damon has raised a violent loli who transcends the rules of ordinary people. It's a good thing that he used to be a good cop, and the concepts he instilled in Mindy weren't wrong. It's just that he went overboard. "
Looking at his expression, Selina asked, "What plans do you have for her?"
Luke shook his head. "I'll just be a bystander and give her some necessary guidance at most. Even if she chooses to be an ordinary person when she grows up, that's still good. "
Selina found that odd. "Have you never thought of training her to be our helper? She's not very strong right now, but as long as she's equipped with the right equipment, most superhumans won't be a match for her. "
"I chose this path myself." Luke turned around and looked at her. "You also chose to be with me. So, I won't help her make a choice. It's better to grasp the path of life in your own hands. "
After a brief silence, he continued, "She will only come into contact with V. I won't let her know my true identity. That way, she can quit at any time."
Selina stared at him. "So, I can't quit?"
Luke smiled. "No, you can still quit. Maybe I'll go back and be a female rancher or something, herding sheep and cows. "
Selina frowned. "What?"
Luke patted her head. "Because I don't mind if you know."
"Oh," Selina replied and quietened down. She picked up the hot chocolate and drank it slowly. She looked out the window at the falling snow, lost in thought.
Luke didn't say anything else. He sat quietly with her in front of the window and watched the snow dance in the sky.
…
After two peaceful days, Haley called in the afternoon.
"I'm almost done with my work. Take Molly to see Kilgrave's body today," she said on the other end of the phone.
"Okay, let's meet outside the forensics center at two in the afternoon." Luke agreed without hesitation.
"Sure." Haley was also very straightforward.
At two in the afternoon, Luke and Selina waited for Haley and Molly's family outside the forensics center.
When he saw Luke again, Molly's father, Richard, was even more grateful. He shook Luke's hand and thanked him profusely, his shrewdness as a businessman nowhere to be seen.
Although he was rich, his home was in Boston, and the people he knew the most in New York were chefs. It wouldn't be easy for someone like him to directly influence NYPD and bring people into the morgue.
Also, that would definitely require a favor.
Luke, however, had volunteered to help without asking for anything in return.
Apart from feeling extremely lucky that he had met a good police officer who could only be found in movies, he could only say thank you.
Molly's mother had been standing next to Molly the whole time. She didn't step forward, but she also looked very grateful.
Luke and Selina didn't think much of it.
They had been working cases for a long time, and many victims' families were grateful to them when they caught the murderer.
Molly's family's reaction could only be considered normal.
Luke didn't waste any time. He simply reminded them, "I've made an appointment with the forensics team. Let's go in quickly. They don't have good tempers and patience."
Haley quickly added, "That's right. Their work has been backlogged for the rest of their lives. It's best if we go in early. We'll have more time."
A moment later, Luke said to Lannie with a smile, "Sorry to trouble you, Lannie."
Lannie waved her hand casually. "It's fine. I still have a report to fill out. You know the rules. Call me when you're done." She then turned around and left.
Luke nodded and watched her leave.
Lannie was Beckett's connection.
Although John and the others could also find someone to help, Luke couldn't be bothered to use these more personal and effective connections to deal with this semi-official matter.
Beckett had just said that he could look for her if he needed anything, and he didn't hesitate to use it.
Favors had to be dealt with frequently. The more times they returned what they owed, the more trust and closeness they would have.
For now, Luke, who was unfamiliar with this place, didn't need to hold onto someone's favor too tightly. He would use it when the time was right.
He was simply too new in NYPD. For the time being, no one would dare use a favor to get him to do something illegal.
Luke waved at Haley, who was by the door, and she brought Molly over.
Molly's parents were left outside. They weren't suitable to enter the morgue, nor were they suitable to be present during Haley's treatment.
Luke, Haley, and Molly were the only ones left in the morgue.
Luke had to be present.
That was the rule that Lannie had mentioned just now. Otherwise, she would have to be present to keep an eye on things.
There were many bizarre things in the world, and even more bizarre things happened in the morgue.
For example, pulling out a corpse and beating it up could only be considered a "normal" abnormality. Stealing and destroying corpses weren't uncommon either.
What was even more bizarre was that the deceased's friends wanted to have a farewell party with the corpse, and brought champagne and cigars in to celebrate.
Thus, a forensic doctor or police officer had to be present to identify the corpse.
Luke silently retreated to the door and watched as Haley led Molly to the open drawer freezer. After patiently guiding her for a while, she finally faced Kilgrave's body.
Molly, who had been in a daze the whole time, reacted violently. She cried and laughed, cursed and punched, and knelt on the ground, sobbing for a while.
Luke just watched in silence.
He didn't care about any injuries on the body at all, and neither did Lannie. In any case, Kilgrave's autopsy report had already been released.
If there were no accidents, the body, which no relatives had claimed, would be buried in a public cemetery.
It wasn't a problem for Molly to hit the ground a few times now.
He simply noted down what Haley had done, including the words she had used to guide Molly and the way she had adjusted her emotions.
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