American law didn't protect the party at fault in a divorce.
Most of the time, the law tended to protect women, and the "party at fault" here naturally referred to women.
And for many middle-aged men, their "ex-wives" were the most destructive and lethal weapons.
Once these men divorced, it was impossible for them to stay clean, and they would have to shoulder a huge debt.
It was common for men to go bankrupt after divorce.
It was also because of this that more and more Americans chose not to get married. Some families had two or three children, but the couple was still not officially married.
It was largely because the cost of divorce was too high for most people, to the point that they didn't have the courage to get married.
Once this woman lost this protection, her husband would be able to get away with it, and could even ask for a share of her assets.
Alarms went off in her head, and she quickly shook her head. "No, we just had an argument."
Luke was a little unconvinced. "I think I heard you accuse her of attempted murder?"
He looked at the slender and petite figure next to him.
The couple looked at each other and shook their heads. "No, you heard wrong. We just had an argument. It's fine now. We'll leave right away. "
Luke raised his hand. "That's only if this lady agrees. Otherwise, I'll have to give you an official statement and record your IDs, so that you won't complain about NYPD's inaction in the future … "
"It was just an argument. Can you tell them to leave now?" the petite figure in front of him said gloomily with her head lowered.
Luke hummed an "oh" and looked at the couple.
They were confused. "What's wrong?"
Luke said, "Do you need me to ask you to leave now and stop wasting NYPD's police force?"
The couple was stunned for two seconds before they realized that Luke was telling them to scram.
But after Luke's torment, they didn't dare be as arrogant as before. They weren't like the Soderbergs, and didn't have the right to boss NYPD around.
Hearing this straightforward way of driving them away, the two of them were depressed, but they didn't hesitate to turn around and run out of the Detective Bureau.
Luke gestured. "Let's go have a seat and explain the situation, Miss Jones."
Jessica Jones, hearing his voice, glanced up at his face once more, dropped her head again quickly, and followed him.
In front of the desk, Luke pulled out a chair and gestured for her to sit down. He then snatched a bag of cakes from the dog head, who was hiding under the desk, and opened it for Jessica. "These are your homemade snacks. Try them and tell me slowly."
JESSICA stared blankly at the two small cakes peeking out from the brown paper bag, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Luke searched the drawer and found a carton of milk. "You can drink some milk if it's too dry."
After picking up the cake for a moment, Jessica put it back into the bag. "Someone came to me and asked me to help investigate the man's affair. In the end, it was a trap set up by these two people. They lured me out and wanted to get even with me. "
Luke: "Huh?"
Jessica said, "It's exactly what you're thinking. I once investigated that woman. Her husband wants to divorce her, but he doesn't want to go bankrupt."
Luke said, "If she makes a big deal out of this, won't she still lose the case?"
JESSICA said, "Even if it didn't happen, she would probably lose anyway. Now that this has happened, she's just going to lose for sure. If she had any brains, she wouldn't have found a boyfriend during the critical period of the divorce. "
Lost for words, Luke could only change the topic. "Why did they accuse you of murder?"
JESSICA said, "Because I smashed up the place where they were having an affair. They were probably afraid that I would smash them up too."
Luke was surprised. "Your firm demolishes houses?"
JESSICA rolled her eyes. "It's their own fault for having such a foul mouth. It's as if it's a big deal that I filmed her having an affair."
Luke pondered for a moment. "It's not a small matter, is it?"
JESSICA said, "She's already asking for a divorce, but she might not be able to get the money this way. She's worried about the money, but she's not interested in saving her marriage. "
Luke had a rough idea of what was going on, and wasn't interested in delving into it.
He liked jESSICA more, and naturally wouldn't help that couple in such a small dispute. "Okay, then it's fine. You can leave anytime. Hm, you can leave after eating. "
Saying that, he ignored her and started to search for information on his computer.
JESSICA was silent for a moment. She stood up and took a step, but then stopped. She turned around and grabbed the cake bag on the table before she quickly left.
After she disappeared, Selina looked at him teasingly. "That doesn't seem easy to flirt with."
Luke looked away from the screen and chuckled at her. If he hadn't been strong-willed last time, he would've been raped. Would he have said something like that?
He didn't want to deal a blow to the "naive" Selina, and just let her enjoy herself.
John, on the other hand, winked at Luke from behind her and gestured for him to go to the break room.
Luke got up and casually took another cake bag from Gold Nugget under the table.
Gold Nugget howled and half-heartedly expressed its displeasure at Luke stealing food from a dog's mouth. It then took out the 25th cake bag of the day from the box next to it and started eating.
In any case, they were all common goods to pass the time. The fiend could take them.
In the break room, Luke tossed the cake bag over.
John, who was already sitting on the sofa and sighing comfortably, caught it. He opened it and ate the cake without any hesitation. "Do you need something from me?"
Luke said, "Everyone in the office has one."
John's hand paused. "Everyone?"
Luke said, "About 150 bags."
John was lost for words.
There were no more than 180 people in the Detective Bureau in this office area, and at most two-thirds of them went to the police department every day. That was really enough.
As he chewed on the cake, he said vaguely, "You might as well open a pastry shop. You'll make more money than being a detective."
Luke looked at him as if he were an idiot.
John was a classic example of someone who was rough on the outside but meticulous on the inside. His careless actions and appearance couldn't hide his meticulousness as a top detective. One look at Luke's expression and he knew that he had said something wrong. "Hm, isn't that the case?"
Luke said, "If you hadn't blown up an entire floor of Nakatomi Plaza and caused millions of dollars of damage, I'm sure someone as smart as Takagi would've given you a personal reward of hundreds of thousands of dollars."
John snorted. "I was too busy killing those guys who launched the RPGs … Wait, how did you know that Takagi would give me a personal reward?"
Luke smiled but didn't say anything.
John didn't need to say anything else. He slapped himself in the head in frustration. "Then, didn't I lose hundreds of thousands?"
Luke chuckled. "Think about it on the bright side."
John: "Huh?"
Luke said, "Compared with a reward of hundreds of thousands, it's better not to lose millions of dollars. You can't get NYPD to reimburse you for what happened in Los Angeles."
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