Judging from the thickness of the stack of reminders, there had to be a lot of things in Nelson and Murdock that were in arrears, such as utilities, phones, rent, property management, and so on.
And food and fruit obviously couldn't be used to pay the bills.
Luke shook his head and left the door.
Miss Karen was clearly very concerned about what he was doing.
He was afraid that the moment he stepped into the office, she would rush over and stop him.
He turned around and went to the other side of the room, which was clearly the apartment's kitchen.
There wasn't much in it except for some used cups. There were only some coffee stains in the coffee machine, which hadn't been used in at least two days.
It wasn't because Miss Karen was lazy.
There was only an empty bag of coffee powder in the trash, so the coffee machine couldn't be used to boil tap water.
What was even more frustrating was that it was already past ten in the morning, and Foggy and Karen were the only ones in the office. Matt was nowhere to be seen.
No matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was going to fail! Luke sighed.
In this world, if you wanted to be a good person and do something good, you basically only knew how to spend money. Of course, it was hard for you to have money.
After looking around, Walter's voice came from outside the door. "Let's go, Luke."
"Coming," Luke replied and smiled at Karen again before he walked out of the office.
In the end, Foggy was still talking to Walter outside the door.
Walter was a little impatient, but he had just learned a lot from Foggy, and couldn't afford to fall out with him, so he could only play dumb.
Seeing Luke come out, he immediately said, "I'll let you know if there's anything new about Elena. Young man, don't be too impatient. "He then patted Foggy on the shoulder and left.
Luke winked at Foggy and followed him downstairs.
Watching them go up the stairs, Foggy heaved a sigh of relief. "I hope you can find something."
Behind him, Karen suddenly popped up. "Is Luke the new neighbor you were talking about?"
Foggy said, "Yes, diagonally across the street from us. The one that was renovated a few days ago."
Karen said, "Why didn't you say he was a detective? That's too young. "
Foggy said, "We only met a few days ago. We were in a rush to work and didn't have time to chat with him, but I think he's pretty good."
Karen hesitated for a moment, but still whispered, "But why do I feel like he's looking around the house as if he's looking at a crime scene?"
Foggy: "… The crime scene is CSU.
Scene
Unit, Karen. "
Karen stared at him in amusement. "I know. I'm just saying that he looks like the kind of detective you'd find at a crime scene. It's that kind of probing gaze, sizing up the details. "
Foggy spread his hands. "Okay, what do we have here? The two brawling bikers outside have already slipped away, leaving only a woman whose visa has expired. "
Karen was speechless.
She suddenly couldn't think of anything worth coveting in this lousy firm.
Except … herself?
However, the young man's gaze towards her was very normal. He didn't turn his body left and right to secretly observe her movements like most young men did when they saw a beautiful woman.
Why would Karen know? Because she had been sneaking glances at the young detective.
Thinking that, she sighed. "I was overthinking it. He said he's your friend, but he's never been to the firm before, so he wants to look around. "
Foggy slapped his forehead. "Oh my god, he didn't come into my office, did he? My desk is full of payment notices I've received in the past few days. "
Karen said, "He didn't go in. He's just looking at the door. He probably doesn't know that we're in an awkward situation where we can't make ends meet."
After a brief silence, Foggy shook his head. "I'd better try to find a big client. At the very least, it'll be enough to pay off the debt for the next two months. That way, we'll have more time …"
Karen nodded with a bitter smile and returned to her desk in the hall.
Looking at the "clients" in the room, she mumbled to herself, The chances of finding a big client here are about the same as if these "clients" happened to win the Powerball grand prize of 758 million tomorrow.
On the other side, Walter, who had come downstairs, simply said, "I'll have Selina tell you the details later. You can visit the victims of the two bombings and see if they have any information. "
Luke said, "Officer Cobb, it's a little rude, but I still have to ask where you're going."
Walter didn't look happy. "Do you want to be my boss?"
Luke wasn't impatient. He simply said, "I just want to make sure that you're not on your own in the Clinton area, Officer Cobb. After all, my biggest responsibility is to ensure your safety here. "
Walter looked even more displeased. "Do I need you to guarantee my safety?"
Luke's expression remained the same. "Of course not in other places. But here, even if our sheriff acts alone, he can't guarantee his own safety. "
Walter's mouth moved, but he couldn't say anything.
This was the f * cking Clinton area, which was known as hell.
Hearing Luke's words, Walter suddenly realized that Dustin might not have asked Luke to follow him entirely to steal credit. Perhaps it was to keep him safe?
This was a monster who could fight dozens of people on his own.
After a brief silence, he nodded and said, "Ricky and I are going back to the police department to do some research, okay?"
Luke said, "Then that's fine. If you need to come back here again, you can call me anytime, Officer Cobb. "
Walter snorted and got into the car. "Meddlesome."
Ricky gave Luke a helpless look. He still had a good impression of Luke.
Most of the people who had met and talked to Luke didn't hate him.
Walter's attitude towards Luke was clearly because of Dustin, and had little to do with Luke himself.
The car started, and Walter suddenly rolled down the window. "Don't be so rigid when you're out to do things. Call me by my name in the future, got it? "
Luke was amused. "Okay, Walter."
Walter looked away and waved, and Ricky drove off.
After a moment, Ricky suddenly smiled. "Boss, this newbie is very dutiful."
Looking in the rearview mirror at Luke's car, Walter snorted. "Drive your car and cut the crap."
Ricky laughed even louder. "Boss, don't be so stubborn. This guy is quite likable. I'm much happier with him than with that piece of sh * t John. "
Walter couldn't help but rub his forehead.
He wasn't afraid of not knowing what was good, but of comparing goods.
Compared with Luke, his subordinate, John, was simply too much.
He was a little surprised to understand what Dustin meant, but he was suddenly jealous of Dustin.
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